Title: Terminal Author: TheLittlestPlaymate Email: TheLittlestPlaymate@gmail.com Basic Codes: g(11), MF, Mg Synopsis: Eleven-year-old Jodi has a terminal illness and fears she'll die without ever getting to have sex. Author Note: Like lots of my stories, this one was written with someone else's kinks in mind. I hope you enjoy it too, though! If you do please let me know - more positive feedback will make me want to post more of my stories here. <3 Also, this is the plain-text version, which might be slightly confusing since I like to use italics a lot (mostly for internal thoughts). If you don't mind a larger file size check out the RTF version --- It felt just like any other day. Like any other day, Jodi woke up early in the morning. She liked to be awake when the new nurses came around to say hello. Like any other day, Jodi ordered her breakfast. Today she wanted a yogurt smoothie and a bowl of Frosted Flakes. Like any other day, Jodi stripped out of her hospital gown and padded off to her bathroom in just her panties. She ran a hand over the barely-perceptible swell of her chest, looking forward to the day when she'd have real, actual boobs. A day that would never come. Today was like any other day, except now she knew. They'd told her a week ago. Of course, they'd known for longer than that, but had waited until just after her birthday to fill her in - as though that was some sort of mercy. A year, maybe less. That was all she had left. All the time, all the life, all the opportunity...all slipping away. It seemed impossible. She felt great - better than she had in months. Of course, that was because they'd stopped her treatment regimen. Instead of being tired all the time, Jodi was energetic and excited. Oh, and horny. Constantly. The young girl leaned back against the shower wall, hands sliding across her soapy skin to the smooth, bare slit between her legs. Lips opened in a silent moan as fingers brushed across her tender nub, seeking the moisture within her virgin pussy. She longed to be able to let go - to completely relax as she pressed inside herself, finger-fucking her moist cunny - but the screaming orgasm that would follow would bring hospital staff running to find out what was the matter. It had happened once before. They all thought of her as a little girl still, despite the shifting hormones inside her body and the new needs that accompanied them. She'd spent too much of her short life in and out of Children's Memorial Hospital, so they had known her too long to easily see her as anything else. Despite Jodi's restraint, the rush of endorphins that accompanied the spasms of her virgin pussy was extremely satisfying. She moaned lazily and happily, enjoying the warm spray for a couple more minutes before wrapping herself in a colorful towel and heading back into her room. Today didn't feel just like any other day anymore. She didn't know why, but she had a feeling that today was going to be exceptional. --- This just might have been the hardest day in Matthew's life. It's not as though he had thought working as a chaplain in the Children's Hospital would be a walk in the park. He had hoped, though, that listening to the fears of parents and their dying children wouldn't hurt quite so bad. Even hearing those fears expressed, sadly, was nothing compared to listening to their dreams. Some parents cried as they talked about their little aspiring doctor. Some wept as their dreams of grandchildren crumbled before them. And the kids...athletes, musicians, and poets who would never be recognized for their gifts. All these lost dreams, and Matthew could do nothing but listen and, with the rare patient or family, pray. It was his first day working in the Children's Hospital, so his supervisor, Rev. Williams, thought it would be nice to introduce Matthew to a bright star among the patients. Jodi was an 11-year old girl who, despite learning recently that she perhaps had only months to live, was cheerful and upbeat. Rev. Williams warned Matthew that this cheer might just be a facade behind which the young girl was hiding her dread, but smiled as he remarked that a chaplain shouldn't pry too deeply into a patient's good moods. If that worked for Jodi, he ought to let it be until she was ready to confront her darker feelings. Matthew nodded, more than willing to have a pleasant encounter with a cheerful youngster after the day he'd had. He turned to her door and stretched his long arms over his head before knocking on the door. "May I come in?" --- Sitting on the shower bench in a mild post-orgasmic haze, Jodi faintly heard someone knocking at the door to her room. It was earlier than she expected the nurses to come around, though, so maybe she was hearing things? A moment of panic passed quickly. The doctors said I shouldn't expect any auditory hallucinations until it was close to the end, which is months and months away. For the foreseeable future, Jodi would be a normal little girl. Well, the version of "normal" that was possible with all she'd been through over the past couple of years. Eleven-year-old girls shouldn't have to know terms like "auditory hallucinations." The young girl peeked out through the crack in the bathroom door, watching as her bedroom door opened and a man stepped in. Who was he? There was always some new doctor or nurse or student or surveyor... What struck her most about him was how kind his face was. Seeing the empty bed, he paused mid-sentence, and the funny look that appeared on that face made Jodi giggle. She shut off the water and stepped to the door, widening the crack enough for her head to fit through. Her sopping hair dripped a puddle as she spoke. "Hi, I'm in here! I'm almost done though if you want to wait." The man looked slightly uncertain, but nodded. Jodi grinned and ducked back inside, but then realized her error and poked her head out again. "Um, actually, I forgot to grab clean panties and a new gown before I came in here. Can you get them for me?" Forgetfulness and memory loss were expected before hallucinations, but still not yet. --- As she popped in and out of the bathroom, Matthew realized his supervisor was right - this girl was practically beaming, considering all that she'd been going through. While he would normally have felt rather awkward being asked to sift through a young girls underwear, Matthew was honestly relieved to have a normal interaction with someone. He chuckled as he responded, "Well, I can't promise I'll coordinate the colors very well, but we'll see what I can do." Opening what he assumed to be her underwear drawer, Matthew's first thought was So many pastels! It's like her parents bought all her underwear to match hospital gowns... Smiling to himself, he looked over at the stack of neatly folded gowns and selected a pair of plain lavender cotton panties that seemed to match the lavender gown he grabbed from the top of the pile. After admiring the look of the light purple against his bronze skin, he carried them over to the bathroom door and knocked. "Here you go, Miss. I'll be happy to wait while you get dressed, but I can also come back another time. I'm the chaplain who will be coming by periodically to check in on you now that Rev. Williams has been promoted." --- While the man dug through her underwear drawer, Jodi grabbed her towel - at least she'd had that in the bathroom instead of being stranded naked and wet. Back at the door, drying off her limbs, she stared at him. His back was to her, and she couldn't help but admire his butt. Now that she was a raging ball of pubescent hormones, she found herself staring at just about every man she encountered. When he turned to approach her, she shut the door quietly and quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed her stares. She slipped a hand through the door to take the offered clothing, but couldn't help opening it a bit wider to get another look at him. He was really handsome, too! The new chaplain? Interesting. She hadn't much liked Rev. Williams, but this Matthew seemed nice enough. Forgetting herself - and the fact that the towel, now wrapped around her hair, no longer hid her naked body from Matthew's eyes, Jodi opened the door a tiny bit more to say hello. His eyes shot away from her lithe form, and she blushed. "Sorry! Lemme get dressed quick!" Jodi slipped the thin fabric up over her slender hips and hastily tied the matching gown. When she stepped out, the gown was a bit too loose in back, but that barely mattered. Kids on the unit walked around the halls more exposed than she was right now regularly. "Hi! I'm Jodi!" she said with a wide grin. "So, you're a chaplain, huh? I thought only old men did that." --- I don't think I'll ever get used to how these kids hardly seem to care about modesty once they're in here. Matthew composed himself as he found himself caught between a bit of sadness at how the kids got used to their bodies being viewed by doctor after doctor and amusement at how free children seemed to be. Perhaps Jodi wasn't as light-hearted as she seemed, though. Judging by the stares she tried to hide, she was more than a little concerned about this new face. She seemed cheerful enough when she stepped out of the bathroom, though, leading Matthew to joke back, "I'm Matthew, and would you believe you're the first kid today who hasn't called me an old man? I'm not even 30 yet!" As Jodi giggled, Matthew smiled and pulled a chair over. "I hope you don't mind if I sit for a minute. Old man or not, my feet are tired." He stretched out in the chair, his long legs almost twice the length of Jodi's, his frame filling a chair that Jodi couldn't fill if there were two of her. "You sure seem energetic, though. Having a good morning?" --- Jodi had a good feeling about this guy - he was kind and funny (and cute, too, yes...) and seemed more interested in how she was doing than if she was "prepared for the afterlife" as Rev Williams used to say. The thought made her frown a little, but she put a smile back on when he asked how her morning was going. The girl settled onto her bed, across from the handsome man. The towel was discarded, leaving damp hair to spill down around her face and shoulders, one of which shrugged in reply to his question. "Pretty good..." The memory of her shower turned the forced smile into a real one. "Well, except for the whole dying bit, I feel great!" Jodi spoke the words simply and frankly, watching Matthew's eyes to see how he would react to her flippancy. --- Such lovely hair, I hope she gets to keep it. Matthew began sinking into a bit of a dark mood as he thought about the various kids he'd seen already that day. Then Jodi joked. And he laughed. A few seconds later, when he found he could open his eyes again, Matthew grinned back at Jodi. "That's the best thing I've heard all day!" Matthew sat up a bit in his chair, feeling just a little refreshed already. "So which would you like to chat about? Feeling great, or the whole dying bit?" His grin settled back into his usual kind look, but laughter still danced in his eyes as he awaited Jodi's answer. --- The way that Matthew divided things so cleanly felt completely right. The two sides of Jodi's condition - feeling completely healthy despite the insidious force slowly progressing within her small body - created a divide in her mind. Most of the time she was able to ignore the sad reality and feel normal and happy, but then something would force her to remember, or she'd find herself thinking about her future (that would never come) for some reason. "I dunno..." Jodi bit her lip, pulling her knees to her chest. Doing so lifted her gown and put her panty- covered crotch on display. Matthew seemed so nice, and some part of her just wanted to let all of her feelings spill out in a big sobby mess - but no. She held back, giving a noncommittal shrug of a shoulder. "Rev Williams told you all about what's going on with me?" It always felt weird that everyone she met already knew so much about her case. At Matthew's nod of confirmation she continued. "Mostly I'm okay, really. It's so nice to have an appetite again!" And an appetite for other things as well... Jodi felt her pussy tingle pleasantly. If she'd been sitting where Matthew was, she might have seen a dark spot of arousal appear on the lightly colored fabric between her legs. For the moment, though, he kept his eyes on hers. --- Jodi really was a likeable girl. It was clear she didn't refuse to acknowledge, at least within herself, the painful feelings inspired by the knowledge that her time was short. But, even with this awareness, she managed to truly appreciate what good things did come her way. To be thankful for having an appetite was something special, even if she didn't realize it. Matthew had met adults who felt nothing but bitterness at having had only fifty or sixty years to share with their loved ones, but this young girl, as vulnerable as she looked with her knees pulled to her chest, seemed to be spending her last days much more happily. He tried to tell her as much. "I'm glad to hear that you accept both sides of what's going on inside you, Jodi. I've met people much older than you who either couldn't accept what they'd been told about their conditions, or who couldn't stand to eat even when they had an appetite." It so often seemed to come down to regret for those older folks. Matthew filed away the topic of regret for a later time, perhaps when they knew each other better. Surely a girl so young had to have some regrets, even if she'd never told them to Rev. Williams. Her parents had talked about all kinds of hopes and dreams, he'd heard, but so far Jodi hadn't mentioned wanting to see the Great Wall of China, or wanting to meet her favorite pop star, or anything. Perhaps there was a way of getting her thinking about it without directly approaching the question. "What do you like to do, with the energy you've got these days?" --- Jodi blushed at the compliment. People told her all the time what a brave little girl she was, but this was different. He was telling her that in some ways she was more mature than some grown-ups. To a girl who was both sick of being treated like a kid and aware that she'd never be anything else - she'd never even be a teenager - that was high praise. The blush deepened when Matthew asked how she was using her newfound energy. The chaplain was probably not the person to tell that she was masturbating three or four times as much as she used to. "Oh...all sorts of stuff! I love dancing and it feels so good to do that and not think I'm gonna pass out...and I spend a lot of time in the activity room playing with the younger kids. That's a lot of fun, helping them feel better 'bout having to be here. I'm gonna miss that when they send me home next week." Jodi could have rambled on for a long time, but found herself more curious about him. "Why did you decide you wanted to be a chaplain? It seems like a crummy job to me." Then, realizing that might sound insulting, she tried to backpedal. "I mean...like hard, and stuff?" --- Matthew took a deep breath, sitting back in his chair. That was a pretty heavy subject for a young girl, especially when it hit so close to home. How do you tell a girl who's going to die that you became a chaplain because you wished you could've taken care of your little sister in the months and days before she passed away, that you're doing what you can for others because you've never felt it was fair that she was taken from you so soon. Easy - you don't, at least not this early. He let out the breath he'd been holding and looked into Jodi's eyes. "It can be a pretty tough job. I guess I'd say I do it because of people like you. For all the difficulties people are going through in a hospital, I get to meet some pretty amazing people. And, if I'm lucky, I can even help them get through some rough times." He smiled gently, hoping that was enough of an answer for the time being. "It seems like you're kind of the same, Jodi, with how you play with the little ones. Going home won't be so bad though, right?" --- It wasn't surprising to hear that this guy liked helping people so much. Everything about him gave off an air of comfort and helpfulness. Still, becoming a chaplain seemed like a huge, crazy way to do it. Not that she'd ever explain it to him - that as a girl who was frustrated that she'd never get to have sex, the idea of voluntarily giving that up seemed absurd. "Home is okay, I guess. I actually like it here more, though. Mom and Dad have to work so much thanks to my hospital bills so I'm alone there more than I am here. I almost wish..." The door opened, and Jodi's mouth closed mid-sentence. The two nurses who entered - Jackie and Erica - were both very familiar with Jodi. "Morning, Kiddo! I'm taking over for Jacks today. Have a good night?" While Erica spoke, Jodi caught Jackie looking the new chaplain up and down appreciatively. He stood as Erica pushed past him to begin her morning assessment, whispering that he'd come back another time. "It was nice to meet you!" Jodi called a little too excitedly as he disappeared from the room, Jackie's eyes following him the whole way. --- Matthew smiled to himself as he left the room. Not only had he had a nice conversation with a cheery, mature kid, but he'd also run into Jackie for the third time during this shift. Of course, things couldn't really go anywhere, with her being a coworker and all, but there was no harm in appreciating beauty when he saw it. Well, beauty and a naughty little smile. He shook his head to clear his thoughts a bit and turned them back to work. Now, he wasn't supposed to have favorites, but how could anyone not be absolutely taken by young Jodi? It was a bit sad to hear her parents didn't have the time and energy to be there for her emotionally...Well, it's not really playing favorites to give a little extra time to a kid who needs a little more, right? A smirk crept onto his face as he walked down the hall. Now what was he going to be wearing next time he and Jackie bumped into each other? --- The pang of jealousy Jodi felt when she saw the look that passed between Jackie and Matthew stung, but it didn't last long. It wasn't that she was jealous for Matthew's attention - even though he was a really cute guy. She just wished she could experience some of that sort of flirtation, have a guy look at her with that thinly-veiled desire... And so much more, of course. Erica was one of Jodi's favorite nurses, though, and soon they were chatting and laughing happily together. Erica had been off all weekend, and always had interesting stories to share after a few days off like that - stories that some might find inappropriate for a girl of only eleven. Discretion wasn't Erica's strength, though, which was one of the things Jodi liked about her. "...so I'm dancing out there on the floor with my friend Sierra - lift your gown for me a sec - and we're, y'know, getting a little frisky, which has all the guys nearby staring at us and just about bursting out of their jeans - breathe deeply for me? - and I keep making eye contact with this one guy, just a stone-cold hottie, when who taps me on the shoulder but fuckin - oh, sorry...who taps me on the shoulder but effin' Chris." Jodi giggled appreciatively at the story while Erica continued through the motions of a half-hearted assessment. She didn't really understand Erica's complicated love life, but the enthusiasm that the nurse put into her stories was entertaining regardless. --- While Jodi was enjoying Erica's company, Matthew was rather quickly reminded that Jodi was a quite special case. In some ways, the absence of her parents made her a particularly easy kid to work with - after all, parents really did most of the sobbing and stressing in the Children's Hospital. By the end of the day, Matthew found himself really looking forward to his next visit with Jodi. The cheerful preteen really was so much like his little sis, and even aside from that, she gave him a bit of energy while every other patient drained him. Without really thinking about it, he found himself outside her door at the end of his shift. The door was open, so he popped his head inside and waved. "I didn't really get to say goodbye earlier, so I figured I'd stop by real quick. I'll come back by tomorrow and we'll have another chat. How's that sound?" --- As Frozen played on her television for what was at least the dozenth time, Jodi found her mind wandering. She loved the movie as it was, but apparently she was raging horny, because she couldn't stop imagining a different ending, where Elsa and Anna's sisterly love turns incestuous...and Kristoff joins in... Forgetting that her door was open a crack, the young girl leaned back, hands disappearing under her sheet. She wriggled out of her panties, excitement growing more intense. Fingers tentatively brushed against the smooth lips of her cunny, testing to see how wet she was. Her other hand found her mouth, bringing saliva down to moisten her slit. One digit slid inside, drawing a high moan from her throat. Some small part of her nagged that something was wrong, and eventually she remembered the door. Fuck. And her dinner was supposed to be coming soon, too. Fine, whatever. There was no way she was stopping now. She opened her eyes, watching the doorway carefully for any signs of activity, praying that nobody would interrupt her. If Matthew knew the sorts of things I prayed for... The pen should help. Jodi had stolen a battery- operated vibrating pen from the playroom. To all the other kids on the unit it was a fun toy for drawing spiral patterns. To Jodi, it was a personal vibrator, perfectly sized for an 11-year-old girl. She'd been working on writing something as she watched the movie, so the pen was right there...and a moment later, it was right there. Mmmmm.... The pen distracted her from her vigilance, so when Matthew opened the door, panic hit. Jodi scrambled to straighten herself out and hide what she was doing – naturally losing hold of the pen in the process, and scrambling to find it, then turn it off without bringing it out from under the sheet, where it would undoubtedly glisten with evidence of what she had been doing. --- As his words trailed off in the wake of Jodi's flustered scrambling, Matthew tried not to chuckle. He almost succeeded. Who'd have thought such a "brave little girl," as they so often say around here, would be so easily startled. Sure Jodi was feeling at least a little embarrassed about jumping in what she must have thought was a childish way, Matthew winked and said, "I get really into movies, too. Sometimes I end up shutting the whole world out. And Frozen is a pretty good one." Even so, her face got redder and redder as he stood there, though her breathing was calming down. She didn't seem to be able to respond at the moment, and Matthew worried for a minute that he had intruded on what might be the one bit of privacy Jodi treasured. Perhaps a nightly movie is the only time she counts on not being examined and observed..."Sorry to interrupt you. Like I said, I'll stop by tomorrow and see if you want to chat, okay? Sleep well tonight." He forced a smile to mask his worry as he pushed back from her doorway. He didn't have long to dwell on it though, as passing by Erica on her way to look in on Jodi made him remember Jackie, and the not-so-chance encounters he planned on having with her the next day. --- Somehow, Matthew didn't seem to realize why she had been scrambling under the covers. Whew. That was a close one. Sometimes having everyone think of you as just a little girl had its advantages, it turned out. "You weren't interrupting anything," Jodi lied, then added "Yeah, thanks. That'd be nice," as the chaplain turned to leave her room again. She actually would have liked to talk to him more that night, but unlike her he did spend every waking hour in the hospital, and she wasn't going to ask him to do so. He seemed like he was in a hurry to go, too. She found herself wondering what he would be running off to do for the evening. Was he going out? Did he have plans with friends? The thought of having that amount of freedom, to do what she wanted and go where she wanted, was an exciting one. Really, Jodi had quite a lot of freedom for a girl her age. While she was confined to the hospital, most of the staff knew her well enough that she was allowed to wander the halls without being scolded or sent back to her room like some of the other kids might have been. Even late at night, when she should be sleeping, she knew the nurses' routines well enough that she could sneak out and explore if she really wanted to. Not tonight, though. Tonight, she wanted to enjoy her dinner, read a book, cum, and sleep. --- After an absolutely uneventful night (unless events in video games count), Matthew rose in the morning to get ready for his day. He'd never really relied on his fashion sense to draw the attention of women, but he did have a few shirts he'd been told looked particularly good on him. So he slipped into a pale blue and white dress shirt and a pair of dark grey slacks that fit quite nicely on his firm rear. Now what he did rely on were his looks and his personality, and judging by Jackie's reaction yesterday, she was definitely interested in the looks. He sighed to himself as he finished dressing, as he had thought he was no longer someone who would base their day around attracting the attention of a particular woman. Perhaps the stress of his job was pushing him to need a sort of release valve. And that dirty side of his mind, nurtured during a decade or more of intense sexual activity, had a very particular kind of release in mind. As he got into his car, he began to plan out his day. He truly was looking forward to talking with Jodi, so he'd try to see her in the middle of his shift, like he did yesterday. Perhaps he'd slip by a little later, though, in hopes that Jackie was working the same shift she had the day before. If he was lucky, he could catch her as she was leaving Jodi's room and chat her up a bit, before checking in on the bright young lady. Of course, once he got to work reality set in. Matthew realized very quickly that by the middle of his exhausting shift, charm might be a bit beyond him. --- Now that the main efforts of Jodi's treatment had stopped, there really wasn't all that much she had to do in a single day. They were keeping her longer because some kids reacted poorly to the stopping of treatment, but all signs pointed to that not being an issue for her at all. Despite that, she continued to wake early as usual. Today, she found herself regretting it. The staff emergency alarm was hard to miss, but most other patients, sleeping behind closed doors, remained oblivious anyway. Jodi poked her head out of her room, seeking the source. D17? No way, that's... Someone rushed by, pushing the crash cart towards the open door, where other nurses and doctors already congregated. Jodi slipped out of her room and down the still-dark hallway to get a closer look. Her heart raced as she took in all that was happening, read the looks on nurses faces and the body language of the doctors in charge. It seemed like hours had passed when she faintly heard the pronouncement. The wail of the dead girl's mother was cut off as someone shut the door and most of the nurses trudged back to their other patients. Morning shift would be here soon, and cleaning up this mess and dealing with the family would be their responsibility then. Just like that. It isn't fair! They get to go home to their lives and families, while most of US will never get to have either. Jodi noticed Matthew walking onto the floor as she returned to her room. She wondered if he had any idea the mess that waited for him down the hall. Maybe he wouldn't make it in to see her that morning after all. She hoped that wouldn't be the case, though. Her heart slowing, Jodi realized with a pang of guilt that she was unbelievably horny. Aimee was dead...and the adrenaline of the situation had left Jodi's panties a mess. --- The families of dying children are draining enough, but the families of dead children? Matthew left Aimee's parents after couple hours of being with them through doctors' reports and phone calls. He had little to offer, really, aside from a calm, yet caring presence. That, and his own emotional reserves. He honestly wasn't really cut out for this job, as he always invested too much of himself in it. He just couldn't pull himself away, though. He'd done that before, allowed distance between himself and his sister, and he couldn't really handle the idea that he'd be doing that again. He walked by Jodi's room without a moment's hesitation, needing to get a breath of fresh air before he could catch up with any other patients and families, even a pleasant girl like Jodi. Honestly, he'd need to check in on all the kids who knew Aimee, to see how they were handling such a clear image of what awaited them. How do you even ask one kid how they're handling the death of another when they know the same is coming soon for them? There had to be a way to do it, right? But all Matthew had ever been able to do is sit, and wait for them to open up on their own, hoping that his kind eyes and warm voice could soothe them. As he stood in the small courtyard where he liked to take his little breaks, Matthew mentally ran through the list of kids he'd need to check in on today. Predictably, though, one rose to the surface. He wasn't really sure how talking with Jodi would go today. He'd much too quickly come to think of her as a little bright spot in his day, but how could she possibly be handling Aimee's death? It was with more than a little worry that he knocked on her door and, hearing a strained "Come in," opened the door. "I thought I'd come by for our little chat, if you're in the mood." Jodi certainly didn't look like she was in the mood. Her sheets were tangled under her legs, like she'd been squirming in bed nonstop for the hours since the explosion of activity out in the hallway. Her face was flushed, she was a bit sweaty, and her hair was a mess, almost like she'd been working out, which was absurd. She looked far more tense than the day before, but she nodded eagerly all the same. Matthew pulled a chair to the same spot he has taken the day before. "When we talked yesterday, you mentioned liking it here a little more than home. It can be pretty stressful here, sometimes, though, How do you deal with that?" --- After a start to the morning like that one, everything on the unit felt a little different. The nurses were all a bit more tense and attentive, spending more time in patient rooms and less time gossiping together. Jodi stopped by the playroom after breakfast (and after her own personal playtime) and there were fewer kids there than usual. It wasn't by much - most of the kids had been successfully shielded from what happened - but Aimee was well-known and well-liked enough that her sudden absence was a major disturbance. As for herself, Jodi didn't really want to think about it, but she couldn't help it. When Matthew showed up at her door, she was once again in the middle of "distracting" herself - funny how he always seemed to come when she was trying to come. As the new chaplain took his seat near the bed, Jodi straightened and re-organized the sheets that covered her. She felt like she was sitting in a cloud of wet- pussy smell, and was certain that Matthew would recognize it and ask about it. Maybe not, though. Since he was a chaplain he was maybe a virgin, too. Maybe he'd never smelled pussy before and she'd be safe! Whether he noticed or not, he didn't miss a beat, diving right in with a serious question. Jodi liked it; Rev Williams would have focused on her "eternal soul" while the nurses just wanted to keep everything light and avoid talking about it. Matthew treated her with...respect? "Yeah, I mean bad stuff happens here, but a lot of good stuff happens too." Jodi wasn't even certain entirely why she liked it more here, she realized. "At home, it's just me a lot of the time, so when I start to get down or think about all the stuff that I'll never get to do and places I'll never get to go I can get stuck." Matthew nodded understandingly, then probed again. "So what do you do to deal with the bad stuff, or to get your mind off of it?" A wicked corner of Jodi's mind wanted to just nonchalantly inform the handsome man that mostly she distracted herself by exploring the dirtier (and more fun!) corners of the internet, usually followed by exploring the wetter and more sensitive corners of her own body. Instead, she gave a much more simple "I play around on my computer a lot. I imagine I'm getting to do some of the stuff I wish I could. You know, just...whatever." --- Matthew had noticed the oddly familiar smell hanging in the air, but couldn't quite put two and two together when he was sitting in a little girl's room. Writing it off as one of those odd hospital smells, he focused on the little girl herself. She was holding up quite well, considering. She wasn't shying from the sad parts of her life, and her desire for connection with others seemed healthy enough. But to hear that she found herself almost entirely living out ehr fantasies through the internet...well, no one should have to do that. "Do you ever find yourself holding back from doing something you could do, because it feels like there isn't enough time?" It was obvious how Jodi's sentence was going to end, as obvious as it was how she would end, sadly. He only hoped that stating it outright like that would be a bit freeing for her, and not too much for her. Jodi frowned a bit, clearly wrestling with herself. When she nodded, wordlessly, Matthew assumed that she had been wrestling about whether or not to admit she holds back, and that she had decided to trust him. He smiled warmly at her and said, "That's perfectly natural, Jodi. If I could, though, I'd like to help you feel like you can do some of the things you really want to in the time you've got. They don't have to stay locked up on your computer." Entirely oblivious to what he was suggesting he could help her with, Matthew saw the tension on Jodi's face as a sign of intense emotion, brought on by considering the possibility of living a full life while knowing it was to be tragically short. He let Jodi have some time to process, and sat silently at her bedside. --- If only Matthew had any idea what he was actually suggesting! Jodi's mind drifted back to a video she'd watched earlier that morning, and her arousal began to grow again even as she laughed at the impossibility of ever getting to be so lucky as that girl had been. "What's so funny?" Matthew asked with a grin, clearly happy to see Jodi's smile, pensive and embarrassed though it was. "You don't have any idea what you're saying," Jodi said, giggling and rolling her eyes at him, then shifting quickly into a more somber tone of voice. Those rapid changes of emotion came frequently these days - often she'd be cumming one minute, crying the next, and laughing the next. "A lot of the stuff I want to do...well, it's sort of that I don't have enough time, sort of not. Mostly..." and she leaned in to give a conspiratorial whisper, her big eyes locking on to his as she confessed part of the truth. "Mostly, I can't cuz it's illegal." The chaplain rocked back, a look of surprise on his face. He didn't want to make the young girl feel judged at all though, so changed his demeanor immediately. With a quick prayer of thanks that he was the one she'd shared this with rather than the Reverend, he nodded. "Jodi, I've been there. I wasn't always a chaplain, you know. Back when I was younger, I did a lot of crazy stuff, actually..." The girl's face was hard to read, but she was clearly very interested in what he had to say. "I know illegal drugs look like a lot of fun - and in some ways they are, but-" Jodi's face fell. --- Was he too harsh? He was a kid too, once...that was his problem. He just couldn't stand the thought of such a lovely girl wasting what time she had left pining after something that just wasn't good for anyone. Even a year was enough time for her to feel the regret, and the negative consequences, that would almost certainly come with drug use. Not to mention whatever terrible effects would come with mixing recreational drugs with the meds Jodi was regularly taking, and in such a tiny body... He sighed and sat forward, his eyes serious. "I'm sorry, Jodi. I didn't come in here today to ruin your dreams. But maybe you have some that are a little safer?" To his dismay, Jodi began to sob softly. "You aren't listening to me..." she choked out, before burying her face in her hands. She'd thought, for just a second, that he might understand. Her fantasy of the last 24 hours seemed like a possibility. A distant possibility, but a real one nonetheless. But was he really just like all the other adults who came in, trying to take care of the little helpless brave girl? She looked up at him, tears running down her flushed cheeks. "I'm not a little girl!" --- More than his unneeded protectiveness, what stung Jodi the most was how quickly Matthew's mind had gone to assuming she was talking about drugs. The confusion on his face now just made it worse. Clearly the thought that she was a sexual being with sexual needs was nowhere near his mind. "You wouldn't understand," she huffed, trying to stop her tears and failing. "You come I here all nice and kind and handsome, acting like you know what it's like, but you don't, do you? You couldn't. Someone like you never could." The words stung more than Matthew cared to admit. Where had the cheery little girl he'd come to see gone? Then, he sighed to himself. He came to her to feel better? Wasn't that the opposite of his job? This shouldn't be a surprise; of course she was fragile. He listened on patiently as the little girl ranted a few more moments before her words became garbled among too many sobs. "You're right, sweetheart," he offered gently, placing a strong hand on her leg. "I've never gone through what you have, been sick like you have, had to-" Jodi cut him off with a bark of laughter. She knew she must look a terrible mess, but she barely cared. "I don't care about that. That's...whatever." Matthew was clearly misunderstanding this girl quite a lot, so he settle back into his default strategy of listening. "The one thing I want more than anything, I can't have because everyone just thinks of me as a little girl. No way an eleven-year-old girl would spend all day thinking about sex. And there you are acting like you understand when you chose to give up sex." --- Three thoughts crashed into Matthew's head at once.: 1) He was smelling the thick fragrance of a teased and frustrated pussy, 2) He had made so many assumptions it was shameful, 3) She thought he'd given up sex? He sat there and simply blinked, having trouble deciding which of those mixed-up thoughts should come to speech. After a moment, he went with the one that seemed most important, "I'm sorry, Jodi. I shouldn't have assumed so much. I went and gave you this whole lecture about something you weren't even thinking about, and looked right past what was hurting you." Jodi had expected his shock. What she hadn't expected was for the world to continue after she revealed her shameful secret, or at least the slightest bit of it. She thought she was about to get another lecture, at the least. But he apologized. Still..."It doesn't matter if you're sorry. You still think I'm a little girl and that-" the words stuck in Jodi's mouth as she watched Matthew's eyes slip down between her legs, where she had managed to hastily pull up her now- thoroughly soaked panties. His eyes only stayed there for a fraction of a second, but he hadn't checked her out at all before. If she was in his head, she'd have realized that Matthew still wasn't intentionally checking her out. But the smell in the room and his own oversexed tendencies made him slip into old habits, and his eyes wandered before he could stop them. --- Jodi stared curiously at Matthew, wondering what he must think of her. Here she was, complaining that everyone saw her as a little girl - but unable to speak without coming to tears. Usually she was pretty good at reading other people, but the gaze he swept across her body was unfamiliar. With a deep breath, the young girl closed her eyes and calmed her nerves. When she opened them again, Matthew was looking down...between her legs? She was fully aware of how wet she still was down there, as his visit had interrupted a rather steamy bit of playtime. Oh, god. How embarrassing. Her chaplain - and a cute older guy, to boot - was looking at her wet panties and probably judging her. Jodi brought her thighs together and pulled her knees to her chest self- consciously, and Matthew looked up to her eyes, blinking. "Why did you do it?" Jodi asked. "Why did I do what?" "Did you..." Jodi decided she cared less about the why; she couldn't imagine a reason that would satisfy her. "I mean, before you decided to be a chaplain...did you ever have sex?" --- He couldn't stop smelling Jodi's pussy, now. It was getting harder and harder to focus, given the growing dissonance between that scent and the innocence of the girl he thought he was getting to know. He licked his lips unconsciously, his body reacting to what his mind refused to entertain. He composed himself for a few seconds, then said gently, "Jodi, I think you're misunderstanding my calling. I haven't given up sex, even now." Jodi sat there in stunned silence, her mind trying to understand the look Matthew had given her soaked panties. "Do you think sex is...bad?" she asked quietly.. Matthew wanted to be delicate from this point forward. It seemed likely that Jodi had been watching quite a bit of porn, and might not have the most realistic view of sex. "Sex isn't bad at all, Jodi. And neither is masturbation." She smiled almost immediately, which made saying the next words quite difficult. "But sex with others is something that should really wait until adulthood. It's a more complicated thing than you might think from looking around the internet." --- If not in judgement, why had Mattthew been staring at her wet panties? Surprise? Something...else? There wasn't much time to wonder before the chaplain's words darkened Jodi's mood considerably. "Auuuhhh!" Jodi huffed in frustration. "Wait until adulthood?! I don't get a fucking adulthood. Matthew's eyes widen and he leaned back, clearly a little surprised go hear such language from the cute, usually cheerful little girl. "Literally!" she added into the stunned silence that followed. "Everything says I should wait. All my favorite websites say I have to be 18 to go there. Well, gee, thanks. I'd love to get to wait until I'm 18. Such bullshit. Why should I wait? Or why should anyone my age have to wait? I can't be the only 11- year-old who's horny all the time." Without thinking, Jodi's hand slipped between her closed legs, pressing against the wet spot. The sound she made was half frustration, half pleasure. --- The sound Jodi made, combined with the persistent scent in her room, pushed Matthew into a conscious state of arousal. And focused, as it was, on this tiny girl, he felt very uncomfortable. He was caught between his concern for Jodi's struggle with her mortality and his own sense of propriety and purity. The caring side of him won out. And so, as an erection began building in pants that were rather fitted and hardly designed for concealing anything, he tried to be a friend to Jodi. "Do you touch yourself often, Jodi? It doesn't seem like enough?" he asked, trying to accept the reality she was presenting him, while holding his own, less than professional, interest at bay. She rolled her eyes, her hand still between her legs, "Obviously. And no. I don't want to play. I want to fuck!" --- Something about the way Matthew asked the question made Jodi feel incredibly bold. She'd just confessed her deepest, darkest secret - to a chaplain, of all people! - and nothing terrible had happened. Her world kept spinning and life carried on. In that moment, something changed in the young girl. If she only had a year of life left, she was going to make the most of it. Everyone always said how brave she was; now was the time to prove them right. She would do whatever she could to get what she wanted and be as happy as she could in whatever time she had left. That new attitude spilled out into Jodi's frank declaration of wanting to fuck. It was freeing to say it out loud, to another person. To a hot guy, even! Though, since he was all religious and stuff, maybe he didn't count as a hot guy. On the other hand, he had said that he hadn't actually given up sex. "Are you married?" Jodi found herself asking, leaning to try to see the man's ring finger. With his left hand balled into a fist against his leg, it wasn't possible to tell. --- Matthew frowned, his difficulty holding down a stable relationship being something of a sore point with him. "No, I'm not married," he answered softly. "And I'm happy to talk about myself, Jodi, but don't you think we should be talking about how you can work through this frustration?" Jodi giggled, looking much more like her normal self. "But I want to know more about you! If you're not married, when was the last time you had sex, huh? What makes it better for you to have sex outside of marriage than me?" Getting a self-satisfied look on her face, Jodi decided to test him a little more directly. She spread her legs a bit, leaving her hand right where it was. Worst case scenario, Matthew would think she was just stressed from Aimee's death earlier. But the worst case scenario didn't happen. Instead, just as before, Matthew's eyes slid down and widened. He bit his lip and swallowed, then a few seconds later, his eyes darted to the side. He said nothing, though, during what felt like an eternity to Jodi. --- "Did you know that a lady from the Make-a-Wish foundation came to see me last week?" As Jodi spoke, filling the heavy silence Matthew had left by his refusal or inability to engage her line of questioning, her hand continued to move between her legs. "Just after my birthday. Just after they told me that...you know. She was super sweet, asking me if there was anything I wanted to do, anywhere I wanted to go, and celebrity I wanted to meet." Fingers slipped beneath the lacy waistband and disappeared, but their motion was easy to see beneath the thin, damp fabric. "I didn't know what to say. She suggested a bunch of things, but none of them sounded all that great. Eventually she just left this pamphlet for me to look at and think about." Jodi reached across to her bedside table, pushing aside books with now-glistening fingers to find a piece of paper, which she handed to Matthew. It was the pamplet, turned to the last page, where at the bottom, beneath the big bold MY BIG WISH IS... Jodi had written something in her childish scrawl: I just want someone to fuck me. --- Matthew's eyes took in the slick stain on the pamphlet as his wrist felt her wet fingers brush against him. She'd been playing with herself for over a minute and he didn't say anything. What was wrong with him? He wanted nothing more, or at least though he wanted nothing more, than to leave right that moment. But Jodi had shared so much...she would feel absolutely rejected as a person if he walked out now. As his silence continued, his brain not working as quickly as Jodi's sex drive, Jodi leaned forward and put her face right before his. "I've never even been kissed..." Matthew looked up from the brochure to see a pouting, adorable Jodi biting her lip. And just when he felt himself starting to lean forward, a loud knock shattered the heavy silence. "Hey sweetie, it's Jackie! Can I come in?" --- "No. Go away!" Jodi called back, only partially joking. As usual, though, Jackie wasn't really paying attention to her. The nurse pushed through the door, eyes lighting up in fake surprise when she saw Matthew. "Oh, my! I didn't know you were in here," she said, running a hand down his arm playfully. It was obvious to Jodi right away that Jackie wasn't even there to see her; she'd somehow figured out that the hot new chaplain was in this room and had come to avoid work and flirt. Large nipples stuck out, clearly visible through the young woman's scrub top. She was wearing a bra earlier today! Jodi thought with a frown. As the nurse chatted away with Matthew, practically ignoring the patient that she was supposedly there to see, Jodi looked on jealously. Those large breasts, curvy ass, and gorgeous hair...her own hand went to her flat chest, massaging nipples and willing boobs to appear. Jackie's back was fully to Jodi now. I wonder if she'd even notice... Silently the young girl slipping off of her bed and padded quietly around the two. Matthew probably noticed but didn't say anything. As she closed the door behind her Jodi wasn't sure whether to dance with joy or frown with frustration. --- Matthew sighed in unambiguous relief. What the hell had he been about to do? And, more importantly, what was he going to do now that he was so damn horny? The answer to that second question was pretty obvious. He flashed a smile at the woman he hadn't yet realized was Jodi's competition, saying, "You know, I was hoping we'd have a chance to...talk...today. But to have it happen just as I was wrapping up with a patient, in a room all to ourselves...You have such good timing. After all, privacy is always good for adult conversations, isn't it?" Hardly able to think through the possibility that Jackie was just teasing him a bit, Matthew reached forward and tugged on the ties to her bottoms. They flirted back and forth for a good ten minutes before they each realized they should probably get back to work. As Matthew stood and turned, Jackie gave his ass a quick squeeze and said, in a low voice, "You know, if you ever need a quick...um...examination, I'd be happy to help. Maybe at the end of my shift in a couple hours?" --- Jodi made her way down the hallway, her attitude brightening with each step. Now that she had made that first step of telling an adult the dirty secret she'd been keeping, the whole world looked different. Or, rather, all of the men (and some of the women) she passed looked different. The horny little girl knew she couldn't be too reckless, though. Despite having frustrating religious hang-ups, Matthew was obviously more understanding and considerate than most other adults. If she'd shown the wish she'd written on the Make-a-Wish form to one of her doctors, they probably would have ordered a psych consult or had the social worker come grill her about whether she'd been abused. No. Despite her new boldness, Jodi still needed to be careful. In the playroom, Jodi settled in with a couple of younger kids, helping them put together a puzzle. Her mind kept drifting back to that frustrating moment when Jackie walked in - and the moment just before that. Had it been her imagination, or had Matthew been looking at her differently? No, of course he'd been looking at her differently. She'd just told him that more than anything else she wanted to feel a cock stretching out her tiny virgin pussy. How could he not? The question was, what sort of different was it? --- Jackie had just grabbed his ass, shown off her hard nipples, and all but promised to fuck him later that day. So why was Matthew still thinking about Jodi? And, more importantly, why was he thinking about Jodi's hand moving beneath her soaked little panties? How was he supposed to handle this? He just couldn't reject the poor thing. She wasn't doing anything that would hurt anyone - she just wanted to get a chance to grow up. Was there a way to help her feel like a grown-up without either encouraging unhealthy behavior or, and this was more person to himself, without getting wrapped up in a little girl's sexuality? He thought maybe he should tell someone, but it would violate her trust so badly. The word "violate" echoed through his mind, accompanied by the image of Jodi's bright eyes, gazing into his from inches away. He went through the motions for the rest of his shift and found himself becoming increasingly upset and horny. And by the time he was done for the day, fully ready to take Jackie up on her offer...he found himself knocking on Jodi's door. --- By the time Jodi returned to her room an hour later, it was empty. After the forward display Jackie had given, she half expected to find the room smelling like sex. From her reading online she knew that was a thing, but of course had no idea what that might actually be. Nothing smelled differently, except maybe that the smell of her own wet pussy had dissipated. From beneath her gown, Jodi pulled out the small plastic toy hammer she'd taken from the playroom. Not the sort of toy that one would expect a girl her age to play with, but then he had no interest in using it for its intended purpose. Half an hour later, as her tiny pussy quivered with satisfaction, clenching the improvised fuck toy tightly, Jodi made up her mind. She had to talk more about this with Matthew. While he might try to talk her out of what she wanted again, he was also her best hope for getting advice on how to find a man who was both trustworthy and willing to fuck a preteen girl. Dressed in a clean gown and fresh pair of panties, Jodi made her way to the chaplain's office, three floors away. She figured he'd have to return there eventually before he left for the day - or at least she hoped he would. --- Matthew always left his door unlocked, as all his confidential files were in a locked cabinet or on his computer, so Jodi had no trouble slipping inside while he was out. She saw no reason to sit there, bored, so she looked around Matthew's desk and found a nice, thick pen. It was promptly inserted into her still wet, still yearning slit. She was just bringing herself back toward an orgasm when she heard Jackie's giggling outside the door. "I'm not wearing any panties either," she said a bit too loudly. She wasn't really one to worry about her reputation, after all. Jodi's heart raced as she looked around the office and found nowhere to hide, except under the desk. She darted under just as the door swung open and Matthew said, "I'll believe that when I see it." Jodi heard the sound of the door closing and being locked. Then she saw Jackie's scrubs go flying past the desk, landing in a heap not three feet away from her. She was certain her increasingly heavy breathing would give her away. But that wasn't what did it. What did it was Jackie's question, "Do you have protection?" and Matthew's answer, which was to circle around his desk to retrieve a condom from his bag. Jodi saw his feet coming around the corner of the desk. She saw him bend down to search through his bag. And he saw her, with her panties around her ankles, and her mouth wide open in shock. Then he winked, grabbed a condom, and walked back around the table. Jodi couldn't know it, but in that second he'd seen her Matthew had decided that this just might be a way of respecting Jodi's desire to be an adult - that to shoo her away would be to treat her like a little girl. --- Jodi's mind raced as Matthew stood and circled to the other side of the desk. He hadn't given away her presence, or the fact that she was half-naked in his office, but why? Most likely it was because he didn't want to lose the chance to fuck that slut Jackie. She had to laugh at herself, thinking about "slut" as an insult when she herself would have LOVED to earn such a title.) Regardless of his reasons, it was also a bit of permission to spy on the two adults. "Give me that - I'll take care of it." Jodi heard Jackie's voice, husky with desire, followed by shuffling sounds, a thud, some rattling, and playful giggles. "Oh MY! Such a nice, big cock...Lucky me that our new chaplain has questionable morals..." Matthew's groans filled the small office, and the sight than greeted the horny little virgin when she peeked out from her hiding spot was the most arousing thing she'd even seen. Jackie was completely naked, on her knees with her butt almost within reach of Jodi. Matthew sat in a chair, leaning back against the wall, with his shirt on and his pants around his ankles. Wet, slobbery sucking sounds accompanied his moans as the nurse's head bobbed up and down in his lap. Her hands met behind her back as she sucked the chaplain's cock, expertly tearing open the small package and removing its contents. With wide-eyed wonder and intense arousal, the little girl watched the delicious display. --- As Jodi watched, Matthew took Jackie by the back of her head and pushed down steadily. "And I'm lucky I overheard you bragging to Erica about how deep you could take a cock." The sucking noises changed to gagging, snorting noises as Jodi's sweet, warm chaplain began fucking Jackie's face, knowing she was watching. For her part, Jackie didn't resist at all, and even began to play with her pussy. Jodi shivered as she watched a real-life porno happening right in front of her. After a good minute of using Jackie's mouth, Matthew pulled her off his cock, strings of slobber connecting them to each other. "You were as good as you promised," he said with a mischievous smile, to which Jackie responded with a giggle. "But you weren't planning on holding onto that condom all day, were you?" Jackie shook her head and eagerly reached for Matthew's cock, which Jodi saw was veiny and much bigger than her little improvised toys. The thought of it pushing its way inside her sent Jodi over the edge, leading her to slip Matthew's pen inside herself again, just as Matthew said, "And I wouldn't say my morals are so questionable. I'm very devoted to doing my job well, after all. You could just ask Jodi, if you doubt me." --- From her vantage point, Jodi felt the thrill growing with each moment. As the pair of adults shifted positions slightly, the young girl was able to see Jackie's big, beautiful breasts in profile, but more of her attention was taken up by that nice big cock. An image flashed into her mind, of her crawling out from under the desk and up into Matthew's lap, sliding her tiny virgin pussy down onto his dick, sucking on Jackie's tits while the chaplain fucked her little hole. If only either of the adults would react positively to her coming out... "What the fuck does that little brat have to do with anything?" Jackie asked with a derisive laugh while unrolling the condom around Matthew's big, throbbing, slobbery cock. "You do a good job listening to what she has to cry about, and you think god rewards you for it with my pussy?" "Not exactly..." Matthew began, eyes locked with Jodi's and a devious smile on her face. Jackie stood before him, big soft tits pressing around his face as she swung one leg up over his, positioning herself above his thick dick. Jodi could see the woman's glistening snatch was wide open, lips engorged with arousal, just as her own were. "You're just not thinking clearly, hon," Jackie whispered as she brought her other leg up over his. "All over your blow flow must be diverted away from your brain to...somewhere else." Leg still in the air, the sexy nurse lowered her hips, pressing down onto the hard cock. Jodi couldn't hold in her moan as she watched that throbbing cock disappear into the eager pussy, but luckily her small whine of pleasure was drowned out by Matthew's low groan and Jackie's satisfied sigh. --- "You're so naughty! Calling a sweet girl a brat. Maybe you're the one who's a little brat!" Matthew said as he smacked Jackie on the ass. "I bet a brat like you needs a good pounding, don't you?" "Yes!" Jackie all but screamed as Matthew began bucking his hips upward. Jodi watched as Jackie's ass jiggled with each thrust, Matthew's heavy balls slapping against Jackie's thighs. Jodi couldn't help but imagine Matthew fucking her that hard, though she was sure it would split her in two. All things considered, though, that might not be a bad way to go, she figured. Wanting so badly to be involved, Jodi began spanking her own ass softly in time with Matthew's repeated slaps on Jackie's much fuller bubble butt. "Fuck this naughty brat!" Jackie moaned as Matthew thrashed her pussy. "I always take care of sexy little brats," Matthew said, with a wink over Jackie's shoulder. He immediately regretted it, but was far too aroused to think clearly and couldn't help imagining precisely what Jodi was imagining, if only in the corners of his mind. --- Matthew's wink as he thrust his cock up into the moaning Jackie sent another thrill through young Jodi. It felt so dirty and so fun sharing this secret with an older man. He might not be willing to give her what she REALLY wanted, but this private show was more than she ever would have dreamed of a few days ago. The hunger between the little nymph's legs grew stronger. Being so close to such a nice-looking cock, watching it slide in and out of a wet pussy while she finger-fucked her own...Jodi's mind was completely consumed by sex to a degree she'd never felt before. Into her mind came a mental snapshot of the chaplain's desk. There was a cross on the corner, she knew. A smooth, heavy paperweight with rounded edges instead of the square ones typically seen on crosses and crucifixes. Jackie's mind seemed to be similarly consumed as she raised herself up and down to meet the powerful thrusts of Matthew's cock. Her head fell back as he buried his face in her tits, sucking the big nipples powerfully. With both of them distracted, Jodi slipped out from her hiding place and up onto the desk. When Matthew came up for air, the sight that greeted him shocked him enough to throw off his rhythm. Little eleven-year-old Jodi laid back on his desk, gown bunched up around her waist as she pushed the cross slowly into her wet cunny. It wasn't quite as thick as its owner's cock, but it was close, and it was bigger than anything she'd fucked herself with before. In...in..in...until the cross bars pressed against her thighs, the longest section completely inside her tight slit. Eyes locked with Matthews, she increased the pace of the improvised fucktoy until she matched the pace of the two lusty lovers in front of her, all three of them fucking in unison. --- Matthew's jaw dropped when he saw Jodi on top of his desk. He mouthed "Get down!" over Jackie's shoulder, but he also began fucking her even harder. He grabbed her hips and thrust up into her like she weighed nothing, like he would a certain someone who really weighed next to nothing, if it wasn't so horribly wrong. To be honest, it was wrong for him to get so turned on by what he was seeing, but he tried to rationalize it, telling himself it was harmless. They weren't touching, and the poor girl was getting a taste of the adulthood she knew she was going to miss out on. It was okay, right, that he was starting to wonder how he could take a more direct approach to making her wish come true? For her part, Jodi was wiggling and squirming on the paperweight he'd been given by his mentor when he graduated from seminary. Still, she wanted to feel hands on her ass, to moan into someone's neck as they fucked her. It wasn't enough. She needed more. She needed what Jackie was getting. Almost on cue, Jackie bit into Matthew's neck, muffling the screams of her orgasm against him, then collapsing against his chest. "God, babe? You fucked me that hard and I didn't make you cum?" Jodi quickly realized that Jackie and Matthew's heavy breathing was hardly enough to cover the sounds of her fucking herself on the desk. She was terribly exposed, and Jackie was coming to her senses. --- With a satisfied sigh, Jackie lifted her head, kissing Matthew on the mouth. A tiny tilt of the woman's head was the only clue Jodi had that she might have heard some of the noise the horny little girl was making, but it was enough. She rolled to the side, tumbling off of the desk with a loud clatter, theology books and hospital reports spilling around her. Jackie's head spun around, her eyes just barely missing the bare legs as they vanished under the desk. There was a long moment as Matthew and Jackie stated at the new pile on the floor. The chaplain and the patient held their breaths, unsure whether Jackie had seen anything besides books and papers. Eventually enough seconds passed that if she HAD seen Jodi, she certainly would have said something, and Matthew relaxed. "For a second I thought..." Jackie began, mind still slightly hazy in post- orgasmic bliss. She leaned to the side, lifting off of the hard cock that pulsed inside her cunt, trying to get a look under the desk. Matthew acted quickly. He stood to his feet, knocking Jackie off-balance, then wrapped an arm around her waist to catch her. With surprising strength he tossed her forward, where she collapsed over the desk, feet on the floor. She giggled again as he stepped up behind her, shoving her back down and pinning her head to the desk as he thrust his cock back into her moist twat. With her head held in that position, Jackie couldn't see her young patient as Jodi slipped out of her hiding place again, kneeling with reach of the two energetic fuck-mates as Matthew pounded the nurse's snatch. Her own pussy was still gripping the cross tightly, and she reached down, once again increasing her pace until each slap of Matthew's pelvis on Jackie's ass matched a slap of the cross on her thighs. --- Matthew locked eyes with Jodi as he pounded Jackie, mesmerized by how enthusiastically the girl was fucking herself with that cross. And Jodi couldn't take her eyes off Matthew, especially given how Jackie was no longer moaning, but only grunting (and if Jodi could have seen it, drooling) with each thrust, taken beyond words as Matthew absolutely wrecked her pussy. He barely remembered who he was fucking, actually. Matthew was caught between the sensation of the spasms of a deliciously wet fuckhole and the naughty, but somehow kind, gesture of giving Jodi a show to remember. All he was doing, though, was heightening Jodi's frustration. She inched closer and closer, fucking herself along the way until she was kneeling at Matthew's feet, her face only inches from the action. Wanting to be somehow involved in this almost bestial fucking, Jodi reached out and touched Matthew's right calf, savoring the sensation of it flexing and relaxing each time he forced his cock deep inside Jackie. --- With Matthew's half-naked body so close to hers and with the feel of his skin beneath her fingertips, Jodi could almost imagine that the thrusts of his hips were driving the hard shaft into her pussy. She wanted to yell at Jackie to shut the fuck up and stop grunting like a well-fucked animal in heat, but there was no way she would risk doing something that would give up her presence and bring a premature end to the most exciting evening of her short life. Well...maybe a little risk would be okay. The young girl's eyes focused on the thick wet cock that Matthew was fucking her nurse with, licking her lips with desire. She wanted so much to touch it, to stroke it, to feel the warmth of his cockflesh in the tiny palm of her hand...but she couldn't do that without somehow touching Jackie's body. Instead, she traced her small hand up the young man's leg, moving around towards the inside slowly...moving towards his balls. Not the most exciting thing to touch, but still cock-adjacent... With a silent scowl, Matthew knocked her hand away before she was half way there. Jodi frowned and stuck out her tongue at him. Without the strong hand holding her down, Jackie lifted herself up on to her shoulders and began to look around curiously, as though waking from a dream. Just as swiftly as it had left, his hand returned, once again pushing her down hard onto the desk. "Oooh, I love it when you're so forceful like that!" Jackie giggled into the desk, then returned to her grunts of pleasure and moaning laughter. --- Matthew wasn't usually such a forceful lover, really. Something about how Jackie had talked about Jodi set him off, though. Talking about a girl who was so much like his sister as though she were just some problem child didn't sit right with him, and it made him feel almost as though Jackie was the one who was beneath concern. She was just a piece of meat to be used in his demonstration for Jodi. And since he knew Jodi expected sex to be like the porn she'd seen online, he was getting quite rough with his busty, fleshy prop. Jodi was only slightly deterred by Matthew's refusal to let her participate more directly. Continuing to plunge the cross inside herself, she rested her head on Matthew's thigh, feeling the sway of his thrusting hips. She could smell the latex wrapping his cock and would have sworn she could feel a slight spray each time his cock slammed inside Jackie. Just as Jodi was nearing orgasm, Jackie began moaning, rising above her grunts as she was also coming close to climax. Jodi moaned into Matthew's leg as Jackie bit her own lip,squealing as softly as she could, her pussy trying to squeeze the cum out of Matthew. He was the one person who didn't climax, though,as he really wasn't terribly interested in Jackie anymore. He'd made his show for Jodi, and now it was time for the nurse to move on. Motioning for Jodi to hide, he smacked Jackie's ass one last time and said, "I'll grab your clothes, but you'd better run along. We can't have all our fun in one day." --- The horny little girl had never experienced anything so incredibly erotic. She'd never seen sexualized nudity in person. She'd never touched a man while she masturbated. She'd never fucked herself so hard or with a toy so thick. And as a result, she'd never cum so powerfully. The young girl and the young woman found themselves pushed over the edge at the same time, passionate squeals of satisfaction mixing together, bouncing off the walls of the small office. Jodi fell backwards onto the floor, writhing happily as her pussy rhythmically clenched and released the hard cross. Matthew looked so gorgeous, still thrusting into Jackie as she and Jodi had their mutual orgasm. The dismissiveness in Matthew's voice almost made Jodi laugh. Gone was that kindness and warm twinkle in his eye. With his dress shirt torn open, sweat shone on his muscular chest. He looked...well, exactly how Jodi expected him to look, as all of her knowledge of sex came from watching porn. That knowledge meant Jodi assumed Jackie was about to spin around to jerk and suck the chaplain's throbbing sick until he emptied a load of thick cum on her face and tits. As much as she wanted to see that happen up- close, even in her well-fucked state Jackie would notice her then. The little girl crawled back under the desk, waiting for things to finish up. --- Jodi was a bit disappointed when Matthew walked around the desk and grabbed Jackie's clothes. He tossed them to the panting nurse and said, "You owe me now," with a wink. "Your pussy is mine next time I want to cum." Jackie let out a low whine. She'd been hinting at her submissive tendencies throughout this little quickie, and Matthew had picked up on it perfectly. She nodded, saying, "Yes, sir," before putting her clothes back on. With a giggle, and a frustrated look at Matthew's still-erect cock, Jackie kissed him on the cheek and straightened herself out a bit before leaving the office. Matthew stripped the condom from his glistening, throbbing cock, then turned to face the desk. "Alright, now. Show's over," he said after he was pretty sure Jackie was safely down the hall. "Come on out." --- Jodi listened with confusion as Matthew sent Jackie on her way. Had she missed something? Most likely so. He'd probably cum earlier inside the condom, and just been more quiet about it. With a happy little sigh the girl slid the cross from her dripping wet cunt, then peeked her eyes over the edge of the desk. The horny little virgin's eyes naturally settled on the big hard cock that swung between Matthews legs as he walked back to the pants he'd kicked out of. When he met Jodi's wide eyes as they looked to his face, he transformed, the hard dominant persona melting away and the kind chaplain returning. His smile was almost sheepish, now. Jodi worried that now that Jackie was gone and the sex was over he would immediately regret letting her watch. "Thank you so much for that!" she said, afraid she sounded too enthusiastic - but after what just happened, nothing could contain her enthusiasm. She stood fully to her feet, gown crumpled and wet on the floor. Her smooth, hairless pussy was hidden behind the desk, but her pert little nipples stuck out, still firm and tender. "You didn't give me much choice," came the reply, along with a frown. "Jackie was already naked. It was keep you hidden, of embarrass her horribly and skip fucking her." "Well...thank you anyway?" Jodi started the feel a bit self-conscious. She'd never been naked with a man before...and while Matthew was pulling up his pants, his cock was still standing out, fully erect. Fuck self-consciousness, she thought. "I know you won't fuck me," she said with a frown, "but maybe can I at least touch it?" --- Matthew's cock twitched when Jodi asked if she could touch it. He was hardly in his right mind still, and he was well aware of this. Letting her have even a little touch could lead places he wasn't prepared to go. Still, he wanted to let the little darling down easy. He pulled his boxers up and said, "Don't be greedy, now. I think you've had quite enough for one night." He almost regretted putting his cock away, but there's no way he could let this little girl make him cum. Jodi couldn't see the regret in his eyes, though, as hers were locked on what was now a bulge in his boxers. A wet spot was spreading where precum continued to leak from Matthew's cock. Jodi stepped around the desk, leaving her gown behind and starting to play with her pussy absentmindedly. She looked up at Matthew's eyes with her best puppy- dog look and asked, "Do you think I could touch it through your boxers? I really appreciate you letting me watch and everything, but I might not ever get another chance to even go that far with a man..." Matthew hesitated, his jeans at his knees. And Jodi took that moment of hesitation as complete permission to do what she wanted. She inched forward, looking him in the eyes, until she was within reach. Then she put her little hand out and gently brushed Matthew's cock through his boxers, pulling her hand back as it twitched violently in response. Her little touch had almost made him cum, though she couldn't have realized that. --- Jodi giggled despite herself when Matthew's cock jumped against her palm. Her hand tremored with nervous energy as she reached out again, pressing against the thick outline of her chaplain's big dick. Of course, the young girl had no clue that it even WAS a big dick; the only ones she'd ever seen before were in porn, so this one simply seemed appropriately-sized to her skewed perspective. As the young girl pushed and prodded the bulge, Matthew struggled to maintain his composure. He had a great deal more sexual experience than one might expect for someone in his profession, but despite all that he was unprepared for the experience of having a curious, horny preteen virgin eagerly fondling his cock. As pressing turned to rubbing, remaining calm became more challenging. Of course, it likely didn't help that Jodi was standing inches away from him, completely naked and smelling strongly of fresh little-girl pussy. While she explored his cock with one small hand, she worked the other hand in her hairless cunny, sliding her fingers through her wet slit in the same rhythm with which she rubbed the cock. Sighing happily, she closed her eyes, imagining that instead of her tiny fingers it was this hot guy's thick manhood that was between her legs. --- Matthew closed his eyes, trying to steady his breathing and hold back the pressure he felt building inside his cock. Jodi's eager innocence was much more attractive to him, somehow, than Jackie's lust. He found himself wishing Jodi were 18...that her horny curiosity were in a more appropriate body, then asking himself why he thought it would be okay if she were 18, then asking why age was really so important. That's when he realized he had to stop this. While he'd been okay with slapping Jodi's hand away when he was in his more dominant persona, the kind chaplain needed to use his words. Matthew opened his eyes and almost gasped. Jodi was literally drooling as she gazed at his cock from less than four inches away, her lower lip held between her tiny teeth. "Jodi, I think that's enough, okay?" he protested ineffectively, just as she slid aside the thin fold of fabric that was restraining his cock. When Matthew's cock practically jumped out of his fly, landing squarely on Jodi's face. She giggled as she took it in her hand and moved it away from her face, a string of precum still connecting them. "I don't wanna stop," she said simply. --- Jodi had always taken pride in being an obedient, helpful "big girl". She kept her room clean, finished her homework on time, and always listened when adults asked her to do something. Despite her arousal, despite her curiosity, and despite how incredible it was to actually be touching a cock, when Matthew suggested she stop rubbing him, that disposition was not easily shaken off. But shake it off she did. Her matter-of-fact statement of not wanting to let go of the first dick she'd ever held was almost immediately followed by "Besides, you're wrong. It isn't enough." With the throbbing member still inches from her face, Jodi began to stroke it again. Matthew noticed two things then: the hand that now held his cock was not the same one, and the motions of that hand smeared his length with slick wet grool. With an audible pout, Jodi acquiesced at last, releasing Matthew's turgid cock. She didn't move an inch, though, so her close-up view of the chaplain was uninterrupted. The strand of precum still formed a low dip from fat cockhead to cherubic cheek. "Fine then." Jodi spoke with calm resolution, trying hard to keep the defiance out of her voice and mostly succeeding. "SOME guy is going to agree to fuck my pussy and fulfill my dying fantasy. I just have to keep asking." With a widening grin she added "I'm very persistent. I bet one of my doctors would say yes. Or, maybe the guy who cleans my room here each day. Hmmm..." --- Jodi had let go just in time, as Matthew could feel she was just seconds from pushing him over the edge. Stroking him with that slick hand was simply too much for him to handle. But she had stopped, and Matthew breathed a sigh of relief. Then three things happened. He looked at her. She teased him. And he lost it. His cock twitched as it began to spurt cum all over the little girl's face. Horrified, Matthew could only watch as rope after rope of sticky, thick semen formed on Jodi's adorable face. All he could say was, "Fuck." Jodi gasped at first, then giggled as she finally got to play a major part in the porn she'd been witnessing in this office. Playing her role with enthusiasm, she preened and posed as Matthew covered her face, then played with the sticky cum, wiping it away from her eyes and looking up at him. "Did I do a good job?" she asked, realizing he hadn't actually had an orgasm while he was fucking Jackie, and realizing she'd made him cum where jiggly Jackie hadn't. Matthew just stood with his mouth open, still in shock over what happened. As he came to, he didn't answer Jodi's question, but instead looked around the room frantically. "We have to get you cleaned up. i can't believe I let things go that far. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!" --- A million thoughts raced through Jodi's mind as cum splattered her face and dripped down to streak her chest. Too many thing to keep straight or make sense of, with the core of each of them being Holy shit, I can't believe this is happening!! It was happening, though, and Jodi took full advantage of the moment. She scooped up some of the sticky warm cream from her chest, playing with the strands that stretched from finger to finger. Matthew's reaction wasn't exactly what she'd been hoping for, of course. She was so proud of herself for making him cum - something even sexy, curvaceous, grown-up Jackie couldn't do despite a good hard fucking. Unfortunately rather than smiling back down at her filthy, beaming face, the handsome man began scrambling for something to clean her up with. That wasn't okay with the horny little girl. While he groped about for whatever it was he wanted, Jodi took the opportunity to go grab her phone - the only other thing she'd brought to the office - from the floor beside the desk. The act of prancing over to it made more cum smear down her face and drip around her nipples. Bending over to pick it up left her bare backside on display, pretty little pussy peeking out between her smeared thighs. At first Matthew probably thought she was helping, going to get something to wipe herself clean. Then he was likely briefly mesmerized by the sight of her young body, bent over and just begging to be mounted and fucked. By the time she straightened and he realized she was actually attempting to take a cum- coated selfie, it was too late. --- A million thoughts raced through Jodi's mind as cum splattered her face and dripped down to streak her chest. Too many thing to keep straight or make sense of, with the core of each of them being Holy shit, I can't believe this is happening!! It was happening, though, and Jodi took full advantage of the moment. She scooped up some of the sticky warm cream from her chest, playing with the strands that stretched from finger to finger. Matthew's reaction wasn't exactly what she'd been hoping for, of course. She was so proud of herself for making him cum - something even sexy, curvaceous, grown-up Jackie couldn't do despite a good hard fucking. Unfortunately rather than smiling back down at her filthy, beaming face, the handsome man began scrambling for something to clean her up with. That wasn't okay with the horny little girl. While he groped about for whatever it was he wanted, Jodi took the opportunity to go grab her phone - the only other thing she'd brought to the office - from the floor beside the desk. The act of prancing over to it made more cum smear down her face and drip around her nipples. Bending over to pick it up left her bare backside on display, pretty little pussy peeking out between her smeared thighs. At first Matthew probably thought she was helping, going to get something to wipe herself clean. Then he was likely briefly mesmerized by the sight of her young body, bent over and just begging to be mounted and fucked. By the time she straightened and he realized she was actually attempting to take a cum- coated selfie, it was too late. --- Frowning, Jodi looked back and forth between Matthew and her phone. What he was saying made some sense, and yet...she wondered. At last, she shrugged a shoulder and gave him a resigned smile. "You keep hinting at maybe being willing to do more with me someday. Well, someday isn't good enough for me. I don't have a lot of somedays left." Jodi hopped off of his knee and climbed up onto his desk, sitting on the edge with her thighs spread. "I figure, either you wanna fuck me, or you don't. And if you want to, well...you're gonna have to trust me anyway." Still full of nervous energy, the young girl opened and closed her thighs repeatedly. "I'm going back to my room. And I'm gonna look at that picture, and I'm gonna fuck myself with your paperweight again, imagining it's you inside of me." She slid to the floor and went to redress herself. The tiny pair of panties was soon a sticky mess of cum as she wiped her face mostly-clean. Handing the lacy ball to Matthew, who accepted it wordlessly, she shrugged again. "I hope tomorrow...well. Decide." With that, she walked to the door, phone in one hand and cross in the other. The gown was still open in back, exposing her cute little bum. Pausing to lean against the door frame, the child, hornier and more grown-up than her body would suggest possible, reached up between her legs. Matthew watched as she pressed the handle of the cross into herself again, little- girl twat swallowing the shaft as she grunted and moaned. "Goodnight." --- Needless to say, Matthew didn't sleep well that night. He did, however, take those panties home with him. He thought he should have thrown them away. He thought he should have cleaned them up. He thought he should have done a whole lot of things differently than he had. But he let Jodi watch, let her make him cum, and when he got home, he jerked off into her tiny, lacy panties. As the sun rose, and Matthew awoke from a couple hours of restless sleep, he made a decision. The morning was a blur. He worked out, showered, ate breakfast, and then worked out again to try to burn off some of the nervous energy that tortured him, all to no avail. When he got in his car, he was a wreck. Fortunately, he avoided wrecking the car on the way to the hospital, but he didn't manage much more than that. He was a zombie throughout his entire shift, moving from room to room, floor to floor, putting on a kind smile and saying soft words. None of it felt real, though. Even Jackie's wink felt like it was directed toward someone. this feeling of disassociation confused him for almost the entire day. Things came into focus for him, though, as he came to Jodi's room a good five hours after his shift had ended, when the hospital was quiet and the children were all fast asleep. He hadn't felt like himself because he wasn't someone who would spend all day picturing an eleven year old's tiny cunt wrapping itself around his cock. He wasn't someone who would rationalize child molestation by telling himself it was finally his chance to go the extra mile for his sister, or at least someone so much like her. If that wasn't him, though, who was the man who had just opened Jodi's door and slipped inside without a word? --- The confidence and sexual high Jodi felt as she walked back down the hallway to her room were beyond anything she'd yet experienced in her short life. With the back of the gown open, anyone could see her cute little bum wiggle with each step - and if they looked closely enough, they would have seen the chunk of shiny black plastic that stuck out from inside her preteen pussy. Despite that confidence, Jodi hadn't truly factored in how hard it would be to walk with the artificial cock inside of her. Every step flexed her vaginal walls around it differently, made it shift inside her slightly, and drove her a little more mad with pleasure. Somehow she made it back to her room safety, though along the way she'd turned a couple heads that were confused by the strong smell of sex in the childrens' hospital. None seemed to suspect that little Jodi could have been the source, however. As soon as her door closed behind her, the horny little girl let go. She rushed to the bed, fell to her hands and knees, and reached up through her legs to grasp the top of the cross. It didn't take long of her fucking herself in that position before she was screaming loudly into her pillow, infinitely grateful that she didn't have to try to stay quiet. That confidence remained high through most of the next morning. After sleeping in a sweaty, sticky mess of both of their cum, she showered thoroughly, wanting to be fresh and clean for whatever happened next. Each time someone knocked on her door, Jodi was certain it would be Matthew, come to apologize for being so cautious before and confess that he wanted nothing more than to pin her to the wall and thrust his cock up into her virgin pussy. When lunchtime came and went without a visit, Jodi felt the first crack in her confidence form. Now, each knock at the door and subsequent disappointment was a new crack splintering her expectations. Long before dinner time came, the young girl was a tempest of anger, depression, and hormones. She'd resisted touching herself all day long in anticipation of something better to come, but it no longer looked hopeful. It was that frustrated, horny, hormonal state that drove her to what happened next. It took her a while later to think back and piece together the conversation and the actions that led to it. The first clear memory was the look in Matthew's eyes when they met hers. That's when everything became more vivid. For his part, Matthew wasn't too surprised when he slipped into the young patient's room and found it dark and empty. Light shone under the bathroom door, and the muffled moans of a little girl could be heard. He was surprised a moment later, however, when a man's groan joined Jodi's moan. Matthew swung the door open, eyes locking onto Jodi's as the horny little slut bobbed her head back and forth on the cock of her pediatric oncology resident. Despite the shock, she didn't miss a beat as she sucked and slobbered the young man's dick. The doctor was considerably less calm about being caught. He froze when the door opened, eyes going wide with guilt. Matthew saw the man - wasn't his name Alex? And hadn't he just gotten married? - lock onto the intruder's name badge and the word "CHAPLAIN" printed below it. With a loud "Fuck!" the man stepped back away from Jodi's eager mouth, thick strands of saliva still connecting cock to lips. --- As Matthew looked from Alex to Jodi, the little girl smirked, met his eyes, and leaned further toward the resident to continue what she'd been doing. He jumped back from her, causing her to scowl, then stumbled into the wall, mouth moving wordlessly. Matthew's eyes turned cold as he saw the fear in the MD's eyes. "Get back to work. We're going to talk, but for now you should be saving lives instead of," Matthew could hardly muster any judgmental language, given what he'd come here to do, "...this." Ignoring Alex as he zipped up his pants, not even bothering to wipe his cock clean, Matthew turned to Jodi. She sat on the toilet, playing with herself and looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes. Saliva coated her lips, making them glisten in the fluorescent light. The only sound for half a minute was the wet sloshing of Jodi's fingers entering herself. Slosh. Slosh. Slosh. Slosh. Slosh...Zip. Matthew stepped toward the little girl, his cock in his hand. Pressing it against her lips, he looked with every bit of desire he'd directed toward Jackie. He moved his hips slightly, shuddering as Jodi's lips parted to accept his fully hard cock. As she looked up at him, his cock steadily filling her mouth and poking into her throat, Matthew only said one thing. "You're mine." --- The disappointment that Jodi felt when Matthew sent the doctor running in shame didn't last long. She could see the jealousy in his eyes and the bulge in his pants well enough to know that whatever decision he'd come to, he wouldn't be leaving this bathroom without fucking her mouth. That was what she really wanted. Alex's cock was nice - a bit on the small side, she thought, but for her small, inexperienced body that maybe wasn't a bad thing - but nothing like Matthew's. His cock entered her mouth and slid across her tongue, disrupting the grin that was spread across her pretty face. With a deep breath, Jodi took him into her throat easily. Years of suffering intense nausea and having to swallow vile medicines and contrast solutions had left her with an iron stomach and no gag reflex to speak of. The feeling the smooth cockhead rubbing the back of her throat was exquisite, but the look of shock and hunger on Matthew's face when his balls came to rest on her chin and he realized how far down her throat his length had travelled was even more thrilling. She swallowed once, muscles contracting around his shaft, and the chaplain pulled back, gasping at the pleasure. Jodi gasped for air as well, even more drool connecting cock to lips than has been the case with Alex. "No, YOU are MINE," she teased back with a wink, then leaned forward to take the dirty chaplain back into her mouth. --- How can this little girl actually deepthroat better than any woman I've had? Matthew stared at Jodi in shock as she leaned forward and impaled herself on his cock. She wasted no time in taking him completely down in an attempt to replicate the more extreme porn she'd watched. She grabbed his thighs, holding herself in place as she began to drool, saliva leaking from her mouth and coating Matthew's balls. He watched as her eyes began to roll back into her head, the stubborn little girl refusing to take a breath. When Matthew was finally able to react and pulled Jodi off of his cock, she gasped for breath, looked up at him, and said, "What's the matter? Scared?" before shoving herself back down on his cock. Whether she realized it or not, he was scared out of his wits. Of course, he was concerned about having an 11 year old sucking his cock. Even more, though, he could feel himself falling. He had been teetering on the edge of an unhealthy interest in Jodi since he'd met her, but that teetering had stopped. He was becoming downright obsessed with the little girl, and the sheer force of her lust was dragging him down more and more quickly. As she began to bob up and down, Matthew's cock wrapped tightly in her tiny, tight throat, he saw his hands, as if they were someone else's, tangle themselves in her hair. --- Jodi swelled with pride as the chaplain wove his fingers into her hair, holding onto her tightly to better fuck her mouth. Twenty-four hours ago she had been depressed and frustrated that she would never get to have sex. Now, she was sucking the cock of a man two or three times her age - the second cock a grown- up had let her put in her mouth that night. Never before had the young girl felt so dirty...so horny...so sexy. Never before had she felt so ALIVE. Ironic that such a feeling would come so soon after she found out how quickly she was actually dying. Was that irony? Jodi couldn't remember. She didn't care to think about it. This was the filthiest thing she'd ever done in her life, and she was going to enjoy it fully. With Matthew holding her hair and thrusting his big dick in and out of her mouth, there wasn't much for her to do but suck, swirl, and breath. Apparently that was enough, though, because he seemed out of his mind with pleasure and lust. Jodi's hand returned to her pussy, fingering the wet slit while her head bobbed on her chaplain's large dick. She found herself wondering what he was praying for. Forgiveness? Thanks? Praise? Leaning back, Jodi let the huge, slobbery member loose to bob back and forth. She lowered herself to lean in, licking the underside of his shaft from tip to balls, which she eagerly licked, then sucked gently one at a time. Her small hand held the dick out to the side, jerking him with a skill that seemed impossible for someone who had touched a cock for the first time only hours before. --- While Jodi's mind wandered, Matthew's was hardly able to function. He simply couldn't let it. A girl who was under his care, and who should maybe have been excited about her first kiss, was sucking on his balls, jerking his shaft, and quickly bringing him toward orgasm. He dreaded the return of actual, functional thought. For now, there was only sensation, and it was intoxicating. Jodi applied just the right amount of suction to his balls, and her hand worked his shaft perfectly. He could already see, in his mind, a repeat of the previous night's messy scene. That was hardly what he'd come here to do, though. Matthew yanked back on the little girl's hair, pulling her off his balls. "It's your turn, young lady," he said with a wink, as he reached down, grabbed the tiny girl under her arms and lifted her up. Pinning the tiny thing against the wall, he positioned his head right between her legs and began to lick her inner thighs, making a show of sucking on them loudly, popping and slurping noises tracing his way up her legs. Jodi squirmed in his arms, as each kiss and lick felt like a jolt of electricity running through her body. She'd managed to touch a couple of cocks in the last two days, but this was what she wanted even more. Someone was finally going to touch her. --- Even though Jodi was tiny compared to the big, strong man who stood before her, fucking her virgin mouth with his adult cock, being lifted into the air made her feel even smaller. He threw her legs over his shoulders, pressing her into the wall, and when she felt him kiss the smooth lips of her cunny, her body melted. The little girl had read about how incredible it felt to have a guy lick your pussy, of course. She'd read just about every perspective about sex she could find - though admittedly her favorite things was just to find more and more exciting fuck-videos to watch - and lots of women seemed to prefer it to getting fucked with a nice cock. All of Jodi's doubts about that being possible melted away as Matthew probed her horny little twat with his tongue. One hand grabbed the back of his head, pulling her hips forward and pressing her wet pussy to his mouth with all the fervor of an eleven-year-old girl getting her cunt expertly tongued. Her other hand reached up, bracing against the ceiling of the bathroom. "Oh my god! Thank you!" As Jodi began, Matthew first assumed it was just a normal excited verbal ejaculation, but no - the horny little girl was praying. "Thank you so much for sex! And thank you for sending Matthew to me to teach me how good my body can feel!!" --- With that strange, heartfelt prayer, Jodi opened Matthew's eyes. As Jodi rubbed her tiny little wet pussy on his mouth, she wasn't coating him in sin, she was washing away all his guilt. All the regret he felt about not being there for his little sister fell from his shoulders as he realized he was doing God's work. He was showing this little girl that God loved her, that she wasn't abandoned. After all, Jodi was right that she wasn't just a little girl. Before God's eyes, there are no little girls and big men - there are only children of God. And in flicking this preteen's clit with the tip of his tongue, Matthew was caring for one of those children in the only way she could accept and the only way left, given the failure of medicine to heal her. Matthew knew that there was one things for which Jodi had prayed, above all others. All the licking and sucking, for her porn-addled mind, was only preliminary to the hard and fast pounding she knew for certain a woman was meant to take in order to truly be a woman. Leaning back from Jodi's tiny, deliciously wet slit, Matthew looked up at her. "Are you ready to get fucked, Jodi?" --- Despite all the horrible, unfair things in her life, Jodi was happy and thankful. Sure, most girls her age didn't have to deal with the problems she'd had to face, but most eleven-year-old girls also weren't lucky enough to have a hot older man like Matthew agree to fuck their tiny pussies. Her friends at school were all worked up over the cute boys in the grade above theirs, while Jodi had her thin legs wrapped around a grown-up who was closer in age to their teacher. "Oh jeez! Oh-oh gosh!" Jodi stammered. "Wait, don't stop!" The horny little nymph never though she would say "wait" if a man ever offered to fuck her virgin twat – but then she'd never felt a man's tongue on her clot before either. She pushed Matthew's head forward again, urging him to continue his holy work on her pretty lil' pussy. --- Matthew chuckled into Jodi's wetness, then began sucking on her little labia. Perhaps I am hers, after all, he mused. Perhaps I'm her angel...but then she's mine, as well. Every little gasp and moan delighted him, encouraging him to explore her more deeply. As his tongue swirled around her clit, teasing it with the occasional flick, Matthew slid one of his hands inward, slipping it under her legs. He began with only one finger, though he'd seen in person that she could handle more. One knuckle, then two. One whole finger, then two. Soon her was stuffing the tiny preteen's cunt with thee fingers, pumping them in and out as he slurped and licked her. Jodi squirmed and twisted on his shoulders, crossing her ankles behind his back to hold him in place. She bit her lip to keep from making too much noise and dreamed of a time when she could scream as loud as she wanted. --- When the tongue on her pussy was joined by Matthew's fingers, Jodi almost lost control. She'd finger-fucked herself hundreds of times, but adding that feeling to the almost-overwhelming pleasure of being eaten out was exquisite. "Yesyesyes Thank you so much! Oh fuck this feels so good moremoremore pleeease!" Jodi whispered the words as softly as she could manage, but with how close Matthew was to making her cum on her tongue, that control was slipping. Matthew wasn't sure whether the little girl was thanking him or thanking god FOR him. He certainly hadn't heard "fuck this feels so good" in any prayers before, but there were many things about his relationship with Jodi that fell into the "Never Before" category. Still occasionally sputtering filthy encouragement, Jodi writhed around on the shoulders of her experienced...Lover? Teacher? Playmate? Fuck-buddy? She wasn't sure what the appropriate term was, or if in fact there WAS an appropriate term for the filthy sort of relationship they had. Certainly most other people wouldn't think there was ANYTHING appropriate about what they were doing, term or otherwise. Fuck them. No... "...Fuck meee there yes thank you god thank you oh god YES AAAMMMMEEEEEEEEENNNN!!" Jodi's little body began spasming as she lost control, pushed into the most wonderful orgasm of her young life by the hands of god. --- Matthew held Jodi tightly as she twitched and shook before finally lowering her from the wall and cradling her in his arms. It felt right, somehow, to hold her like the little girl her body would lead one to believe she was. After all, he'd finally reconciled his desire to care for Jodi with his desire to fuck her. So what would be wrong about holding her that way after such an intense orgasm? He carried her out of the bathroom and over to her bed, stroking her hair as she continued to gasp and pant, lying limply in his arms. She simply didn't know what to do with her body after her brush with heaven. Laying her down on the bed, Matthew sat in the chair beside her bed and waited for her to settle down. The little girl looked absolutely exhausted, and Matthew couldn't imagine she could handle more that night. He did need to say one thing to her, though. "We have to trust each other, Jodi. That means you need to trust that I'm going to be here for you, okay? So don't go fooling around with anyone else, alright?" --- Jodi opened her eyes, looking around the familiar hospital room with surprise. How did I get back in bed? Her body still tingled and twitched in the aftermath of her first orgasm at the hands - but really, his mouth did most of the work - of another person. Not just any person, either, but her incredibly hot and incredibly dirty chaplain. There he was, sitting patiently beside her bed. Jodi could see that his body was full of tension, though she wasn't certain the source. The position made her think of all of those mornings waking up to one of her parents keeping silent, sleepless vigil over her sleeping form. She sat up swiftly, leaning forward over the edge of the bed to plant a kiss on the lips of the man god had sent to take her virginity. The girl's soft, small tongue pressed against the tender pressure of his bigger, rough tongue. Her hands reached over the space between them, bracing against Matthew's thighs instead of the edge of the hospital bed. Her mind was more clear now, and despite the mind-blowing release he'd just given her, all she could think about. was having him stretch out her pussy with that beautiful cock. Jodi sat back to a ready-to-pounce position, a goofy grin on her face. She was vaguely aware that he'd asked her a question, but it had faded from her mind along with the other feelings. A long silence filled the space between them as Matthew waited for an answer and Jodi waited for him to pounce. "Sooo..." she said at last, then giggled. "You're gonna fuck me now, right?" It was never this weird or awkward in the videos she watched! --- Matthew frowned slightly, frustrated by the girl's single-mindedness. Couldn't she see this was important to him? He had just opened his mouth again, "Jodi, I-" when she interrupted him. "You scared away the other cock that was going to fuck me. That's not fair. So you owe me a cock. Now." Jodi sat back and spread her tiny pussy, saying, "Don't you like me?" with a teasing pout. Matthew's heart raced and, more importantly, his cock ached. He had pulled Jodi away from it earlier and it longed to be inside her. He'd experienced firsthand how incredibly wet and tight the little girl was, and she was begging him for his cock. They did still need to talk about the rules of their little relationship, but for now he hadn't finished fulfilling Jodi's wish. Matthew stood, kicked off his shoes, slipped out of his pants, and leaned forward onto the bed. Jodi giggled as he loomed over her, and wrapped her arms around his neck, saying, with a wink, "Don't be too gentle, k? I'm a big girl." --- Even the night before Jodi hadn't gotten to see Matthew's naked body. Doing so now thrilled her in ways she couldn't describe. Broad chest, nicely defined musculature, big throbbing cock...all of it was so incredibly hot. As she pulled him down over her and her other arm found his firm butt, squeezing it, she realized what was even more arousing about the whole situation. Matthew had stripped naked and climbed on top of her in her own bed! Even when she masturbated she typically kept her covers over her lap for when a nurse of doctor or cleaning person or whoever inevitably came in at the wrong time. If someone came in now and saw Matthew's naked ass rising and falling as he drove his cock in and out of her horny, wet pussy, the consequences would be even more drastic. And yet he was willing to risk that for her. Was it his desire to give her what she wanted more than anything, or his desire to feel her virgin pussy wrapped around his dick? Jodi thought that- And then her train of thought was derailed as the hard cock pressed gently before her wet cuntlips. Matthew held the base of his dick, controlling its movement, teasing up and down her moist slit, from the tender clit at the top to the hungry fuckhole at the bottom. With just the merest movement, he inched forward, and his beautiful, shining cockhead disappeared inside of Jodi. Immediately, the horny nymph wrapped her legs around the chaplain's back and pulled. He was far too strong for her to pull down with her thin legs, so instead the movement lifted her bum off the bed, impaling her cunt further on Matthew's motionless cock. --- Having never fucked a scrawny eleven year old before, Matthew was surprised to find Jodi clinging to his cock and, as he attempted to thrust into her, simply moving along with his body. The tiny thing would require a particularly hands-on approach if she was to be fucked properly. Bracing himself with one hand, Matthew grabbed Jodi's little butt with the other. "Here we go," he said with a smile as he began to push her onto his cock. He thrust forward with his hips as he forced her further onto his cock. She was almost unbearably tight, but she showed no signs of pain. Whether that was because she was so excited or because she'd been fucking herself with every hard object she could get a hold of, Matthew was unsure. After a few thrusts, and more than a little muted squealing on Jodi's part Matthew had buried himself fully inside her tiny twat. He hadn't actually thought it possible, but now that he was assured of her ability to handle him, he took her by the waist and began to pump. He pumped in and out of her, his powerful muscles pulling back and thrusting forward. And he began to pump her on his cock. It was strangely masturbatory, almost as if he was using Jodi as a tight, wet cocksleeve. --- Whatever physical things someone might consider to be Jodi's virginity she had lost a long time ago to the myriad improvised fucktoys she'd stolen from the playroom and adapted to her less-childlike playtime needs. That didn't mean there was no discomfort; while she'd fucked herself with some big toys, none were as thick as his wonderful cock. What it DID mean was that while she had long dreamed of "losing her virginity" she didn't feel like she was losing anything right now. This was all gain, not loss. Her slick wet pussy eagerly accepted the adult cock that should have been too large for it. As Matthew's body moved above her, thrusting his cock in to her again and again, it became impossible to stay quiet. Always before she'd been so good at it, but when she was masturbating she had control over the pleasure. There was no controlling Matthew, who was over twice her size. Not that Jodi wanted or needed him to be controlled. She needed to control herself and her own rising squeals of pleasure as her volume rose each time that big dick stretched out her cunt. Pulling her pillow down over her face, she let loose. The pillow muffled things so the sound wouldn't leave her room but to the man who was somehow balls-deep in her preteen pussy her words were clear. "Oh god yes yes yes fuck me Matthew! Fuck me tiny pussy so good with that big beautiful cock! Mmmm thank you so much! Yesss shit I can feel you throbbing inside my cunt...fuck!!" ... Between how tight and wet the little girl's pussy was and the fact that Matthew hadn't fucked without a condom in years, he found he was barely hanging on within a couple minutes of entering Jodi. But once her filthy mouth got going, he knew he simply couldn't much more. Jodi's filthy encouragement continued to pour from her mouth as she did her best to impale herself, over and over, on his throbbing cock, wanting so badly to reach an orgasm that would exceed the bliss she'd felt earlier. Before he said anything, the little girl saw the change in him - the fire in his eyes and the throb of his cock within her. Matthew managed to gasp out a breathy, "Fuck, so close! Your pussy is..." but before he could finish his sentence, everything turned upside-down. The waifish little girl who he thought he'd had pinned down beneath him somehow managed to push him off balance. They rolled to the side, her legs around his waist and pussy gripping his cock keeping them together as they fell off of the bed. It was less than a foot to the floor - all the beds at the children's hospital were small and low - but Matthew still had the wind knocked out of him when he hit the floor, sexy little girl landing atop him. Jodi didn't seem to be bothered at all by the fall. Instead, she took advantage of the fact that the shock of the fall had interrupted the chaplain's coming orgasm to ride his thickness a bit longer. She couldn't let him cum yet, that much she knew. Or, rather, she WOULDN'T. She gazed down into his eyes, licking her lips in silence as she worked her little- girl hips up and down, faster and faster. "Good god, Jodi!" Matthew groaned, surprising himself by how easily he took the lord's name in vain. "You ride cock like a fucking pro! Gonna make me-" At that moment, Jodi's little twat started spasming around his cock. She writhed in his lap briefly, and he prepared himself to cum with her, to cum inside of her and leave her pussy a filthy mess of his jizz. Before he could, though, Jodi slid herself off him. Body writhing on his chest, pussy still quivering on the inside as warm, intense shivers spread through her, she found the presence of mind to reach to the side and grab Matthew's balls. They were heavy with cum, and with a bit of gentle attention or a small stroke of her hand on his shaft they would have exploded their contents all over her tiny body. Instead, she squeezed them just a bit too tightly. Not so much to be painful, but certainly uncomfortable. It lasted less than two seconds, but the effect was immediate. Matthew groaned with frustration. "You don't get to cum yet. No. Fucking. Way." Jodi's face was inches from his, and the fervor with with she told him the rules seemed out of place on her cute little face. "I've read about guys take a long time to get hard again, or even worse have all sorts of regret after they cum. Last night you covered my face with jizz but barely touched me. Well tonight you don't get to cum until I'm done getting fucked better than I've ever dreamed. And even then, it's only a MAYBE." --- Matthew took quite a while to process all that had happened. It was one thing for the little tease to look him in the eyes as she blew that Alex jackass. But for her to say she might not even let him cum after he'd brought her to orgasm twice? The little girl must be crazy! He grimaced and grabbed her, reversing their positions once again. While Jodi had used every bit of strength in her tiny body, as well as some clever positioning, to flip Matthew over, he hardly needed to exert so much effort. Now that he wasn't seconds away from an orgasm, he had no trouble in pinning Jodi once again. And this time he had no intention of letting her go. Positioning his cock right at the entrance to the greedy little cunt's greedy little cunt, Matthew looked her in the eyes, expecting to see some kind of fear, or at least irritation at not getting her way. But all he saw was excitement. The only way he could keep Jodi from having her way was to walk out of the room right now. And with how incredible sex with her had been, and promised to be (he realized, somewhere in his mind, that he no longer doubted he'd be fucking Jodi every chance he got), he wasn't going to be leaving this room until he had to. He thrust forward and Jodi squealed in glee, her wet pussy hardly satisfied by her two orgasms. She had months of pent up hormones spurring her on, and the frustration that powered Matthew's increasingly rough thrusts simply couldn't compete. --- As thrilling as it was to have Matthew be so forceful with her, to flip her around, pin her down, and shove his cock back inside her greedy little fuckhole, Jodi wouldn't just let him take control. She moaned with unbridled lust as his big dick stretched open her fat pussylips and filled her insides with more than a cunt like hers was supposed to take. Then again, was an eleven-year-old pussy supposed to take any dick at all? On the one hand, if the point of sex was to make babies, then no, a tiny pre-fertile cunt like hers wasn't "ready" for cock. On the other hand, god DID make sex pleasurable; maybe the world had gotten everything wrong. Maybe god meant prepubescence to be a time for little girls to get to enjoy as much wanton fucking with as many men as they wanted before pregnancy became an issue! Jodi giggled to herself. Matthew probably would have enjoyed a philosophical discussion about that, but he also likely wouldn't have liked to know she was thinking about something other than how incredible his fat cock felt inside of her. And, FUCK, did it feel good! This wasn't the way it was going to work, though. "Ugh, you asshole!" Jodi's legs were splayed out to the sides in lotus position, and as Matthew pulled back, preparing to thrust in again, she brought her knees in towards her chest. "Knock it off for a second." She pushed him away with her knees against his chest, and he froze, just his head between her lips. "Look, obviously you're strong enough that if you wanted to you could fuck me any way you like and cum all you want. But that doesn't mean I can't make you regret it. And you will. I WANT you to fuck me every which way - but if you cum before I tell you to..." she trailed off, shaking her head. --- When Jodi stopped shaking her head and looked Matthew in the eyes, awaiting his response, she got one. The big man, easily strong enough to do just what she'd said, whined. "But you feel so good..." She nodded in affirmation and spread her legs again, mocking, "In you go, big boy." Matthew wasted no time in stuffing his cock back inside her, and fucked her just as hard as he had been before, and wanted just as badly to cum. But now the connection between the force of his thrusts and the his desire to cum had changed. Little Jodi, with her filthy mouth and nasty mind, had stepped in the middle somehow. If he wanted to cum, he needed to fuck this little girl's brains out so she'd allow it. He grabbed Jodi's hips, holding her in place as he pumped in and out of her juicy juvenile pussy, grinding every so often against her clit when he was balls deep. He watched her carefully, responding to each gasp and moan, trying to bring her the most pleasure he could. And he added one last element, that he thought would please her even more: his voice, telling her just what he thought she wanted to hear. "You're so good, Jodi! I've never fucked someone as good as you! I think you've ruined sex with other women for me..." --- When Jodi stopped shaking her head and looked Matthew in the eyes, awaiting his response, she got one. The big man, easily strong enough to do just what she'd said, whined. "But you feel so good..." She nodded in affirmation and spread her legs again, mocking, "In you go, big boy." Matthew wasted no time in stuffing his cock back inside her, and fucked her just as hard as he had been before, and wanted just as badly to cum. But now the connection between the force of his thrusts and the his desire to cum had changed. Little Jodi, with her filthy mouth and nasty mind, had stepped in the middle somehow. If he wanted to cum, he needed to fuck this little girl's brains out so she'd allow it. He grabbed Jodi's hips, holding her in place as he pumped in and out of her juicy juvenile pussy, grinding every so often against her clit when he was balls deep. He watched her carefully, responding to each gasp and moan, trying to bring her the most pleasure he could. And he added one last element, that he thought would please her even more: his voice, telling her just what he thought she wanted to hear. "You're so good, Jodi! I've never fucked someone as good as you! I think you've ruined sex with other women for me..." --- Just as Jodi saw Matthew as unraveling, he saw himself as going through something more like a refining process. He'd been so selfish in how he'd approached Jodi. Of course he was here to please the little girl, not himself. He had years of sex ahead of him, and she had only this one year. He was really starting to wonder, though, if his words were truer than he had realized. Was there going to be a better fuck than this "tiny preteen pussy?" The thought that Jodi might be the best he'd ever have spurred him on to make the most of his chance with her. He was going to make this girl crave his cock even more than she had before. She'd have something to look forward to, every day he could get a hold of her. Matthew took a break from pounding Jodi's tight hole to explore her body a bit more. Slowly sliding in and out of her, he groped her tiny body all over, beginning by teasing her hard little nipples with a finger that seemed much too large. --- All of Jodi's recent fantasies had focused in on that one central desire: the feel an actual man's cock slide inside of her wet pussy and fuck her full of cum. Of course she loved to touch herself in all sorts of other places as well, but she was naive enough that the increased pleasure was still some surprise when Matthew began caressing her body with his hands. As he did, she rubbed his strong arms with her hands, feeling the ripple of his muscles. "Mmmm...you make me feel so gooood," she purred. Her feet on the floor, knees up beside Matthew, Jodi began lifting up onto her toes, raising her hips up to meet the downward thrust. "Keep this up and I'll probably let you cum..." Jodi had to stifle a giggle as she teased her godsend. What she actually wanted was for him to cum a half dozen times...in her wet pussy...her warm mouth...her tiny asshole...plus a few loads to rub into her skin would be nice. Almost as much as she wanted that, though, she wanted to let go, to scream and shout and cum as loudly as she wanted. That wasn't an option here in her room. Even as it was, with each passing minute there was a greater risk of a nurse walking in to check on her and finding her pinned to the floor, legs splayed open and cunt lips gripping Matthew's throbbing dick. She had to take him to a different room, and she knew just the place...as soon as she mustered the willpower to tell him to stop pushing his cock in and out of her pussy. Just a few more moments....mmmmm... When Matthew's cock had first slid between her legs, Jodi had wondered if anything could ever feel as good. Now, what her experienced - Lover? Teacher? Fuckbuddy? - was doing to her was somehow even more wonderful. Her nipples stuck out, big and hard on the soft skin of her mostly-flat chest. Matthew's hands slid across her skin, massaging and caressing, but kept returning to those firm nubs. Almost every part of Jodi's reactions - her shudders, moans, or whines - were completely uninhibited. Only her voice was held back, the scream she wanted to let out kept captive for fear it would draw unwanted attention. Matthew could read her easily, and it wasn't long before he knew exactly what would make her feel the best from moment to moment, even when she couldn't articulate it herself. Those strong hands found Jodi's nipples again, squeezing and pinching harder than before. She'd played with her nipples while masturbating in the past, but never with this intensity and never while being fucked and never both at the same time (despite all the radiation she'd been bombarded with, she hadn't grown a third arm). The pleasure grew and grew until the little girl was writhing around, every touch feeling both exquisitely good and more intense than she could handle. "Harder Harder HARDER!!" Jodi begged, her voice getting a bit too loud. She grabbed Matthew's wrists in her small hands, holding them tightly in place on her nipples. Matthew obliged, hips still pushing his fat cock in and out of her tiny cunt. --- Somewhere in the back of his mind, Matthew knew it was foolish to fuck an eleven year old in a room where nurses came by to check on her regularly. The back of his mind, however, was hardly what he was paying attention to. So when Jodi started getting too loud, Matthew didn't cover her mouth or hush her. No, when Jodi got too loud, Matthew grinned and decided it was time to try to push his perfect fuck over the edge. He continued to pump in and out of her pussy as he observed her. Matthew watched her little chest rise and fall as she squirmed under his pinching, twisting hands. He listened to her ragged breathing and focused on her desperate, unfocused eyes. "Harder, Jodi? I hope you're ready to be fucked harder than I've fucked any woman before..." Matthew grinned as he told the gasping girl exactly what she wanted to hear, meaning every word. He'd never fucked a girl with whom he could be quite so forceful. She was just so little, he could pound her as hard as he wanted...so he did. Slipping one hand away from her nipples, Matthew gripped Jodi tightly by the waist and abruptly began to fuck her as hard and fast as he could. The little girl was letting out grunts and squeaks that made her resemble an animal more than a pornstar, all while Matthew continued to work on her sensitive little nipples. --- Matthew's promise to to fuck her harder than he'd fucked anyone before, and his subsequent increase in intensity, pushed Jodi ever nearer to the edge. Whether it was her high pain tolerance from years of sickness, or the fact that her little body was still in the middle of growing (it didn't know that it would never make it to adulthood), her tiny pussy took the pounding with ease. Of course, the incredible fucking wasn't completely without discomfort. It was simply that the sting as Matthew's legs slapped loudly against Jodi's bum over and over, the near-crushing force of his hands on her nipples, and the just-too-full feeling of his fat cock in her cunt, were somehow pleasurable feelings despite the tinge of pain. Tears came to Jodi's eyes unbidden, and she worried that Matthew would see them and stop what he was doing. It didn't matter, because in that moment, he pushed her over the edge. Jodi felt the inside of her pussy tremble, and had just enough presence of mind to grab one of Matthew's wrists and drag it to her mouth, biting his hand to hold back the scream inside. The ecstasy within her cunt burst out across her skin, the tight fuckhole gripping the grown man's huge cock, spasming around it. From the look on his face the young girl could tell it felt amazing to him as well, but it wasn't time yet. "Don't...you...fucking...cum...yet!!!" Each word was grunted, the ferocity in her eyes and voice a strong warning. "Or ELSE!!" --- Matthew bit his lip hard, even drawing a drop of blood, as he held himself back. He quickly released it though, shifting his attention from his own body to the tiny frame beneath him. The only way he'd manage to keep his own body under control was to stop dwelling on it and serve the preteen succubus who was so expertly pushing him around. And serve he did. The little girl wanted more, despite having just succumbed to a body-shaking orgasm, so he would give her more. He pulled out of her and lifted her up from the floor while she still gasped and squirmed. All but slamming her onto the bed, Matthew bent Jodi over its edge, her feet dangling, and placed his cock against her pussy once again. "Ready to show me how much better you fuck than that nasty nurse Jackie?" he asked, leaning over her to whisper in her ear. Jodi responded with an enthusiastic nod, so happy she found someone to help her with her wish. It was one thing for Matthew to say she was the best he'd had. It was quite another to compare her directly to the woman Jodi had seen him fucking just the day before. Was he really going to take her so roughly? Her question was answered as she felt his hand on the back of her neck and his much-too-large cock forcing its way inside her stubbornly tight pussy. --- In the moments following her subsiding orgasm, Jodi had intended to get Matthew to sneak off with her down the halls of the hospital to find a room where they were less likely to be disturbed. When he took hold of her small body, tossing her around like that and getting her in position to fuck her from behind in the same way he'd taken Jackie, she forgot those intentions. She wanted him to fuck her just like she'd seen him do to her nurse the night before... But she also wanted to scream while he did it. Jodi was already further gone than she ever thought possible - legs like jelly, pussy aching wonderfully, in a daze of joy and physical pleasure. Somehow, despite the cock inside of her, she pulled together the strength to say No. Well, not quite No. "Wait," she whimpered, giving Matthew pause. Likely he thought he'd finally been too rough and the child's body couldn't keep up with her hormones or her raging desire. "Is everything all...Are you..." Uncertainty crept back into his voice. "I'm...okay..." Jodi panted for breath. "better than okay," she promised. "But, not here." Her mind raced as she considered where to go. It didn't take long to think of the perfect place. "The play room. It's quiet and secluded..." --- Jodi's words didn't exactly dispel Matthew's uncertainty; they simply redirected that anxious energy. Jodi was doing fine, but after fucking her in a much more public place, would he be fine? He'd already given the young minx a thorough fucking, so perhaps he should just call it a night. And as he entertained these thoughts, further worries began building. Was what he was doing really right? Was- Interrupting his worrying, Jodi squirmed on his cock, pleading, "Come on, silly...I wanna fuck some more. Let's go!" She began pressing back against his cock, despite her continued pleading, her body obviously requiring more attention. And looking down at the girl who was so much like his sister, Matthew found he couldn't abandon her. So he found himself walking hand-in-hand with the tiny thing, as she absentmindedly played with her pussy. He'd managed to get her into a gown, but she'd refused to wear some panties, claiming that she didn't "see the point in covering up a perfectly good pussy anymore." To be honest, Matthew hadn't argued too forcefully. His cock was throbbing and he desperately wanted to shove it back inside that perfectly good pussy as soon as he could, misgivings aside. As he stepped into the playroom, though, it became clear to him that his cock wasn't to be the star of the show for now. No, there was a world of brightly colored plastic ready to fill, pinch, and otherwise stimulate his young charge. --- For once, Jodi was happy that most adults saw her as just a little kid. It allowed her to walk down the hallway hand-in-hand with Matthew without raising suspicion. She even rubbed her pussy through her gown as they walked, confident that any who saw her would assume her cunny was just itchy rather than soaking wet and freshly-fucked. On that count, she was wrong. As they neared the floor exit, the doctor whose cum she'd been trying to swallow not long before rounded the corner and almost ran into them. He blushed when he saw Jodi, then blanched when he took in the rest of the scene - where her fingers were, who was holding her other hand, and the strong scent of young, wet pussy. Jodi couldn't help tease him with a wink and a lick of her lips. She was SO lucky Matthew had arrived to take over. The playroom was located in a side hallway between two adjacent floors. Kids from both sides played in the bright, colorful room all day, but a night the hallway was For once, Jodi was happy that most adults saw her as just a little kid. It allowed her to walk down the hallway hand-in-hand with Matthew without raising suspicion. She even rubbed her pussy through her gown as they walked, confident that any who saw her would assume her cunny was just itchy rather than soaking wet and freshly-fucked. On that count, she was wrong. As they neared the floor exit, the doctor whose cum she'd been trying to swallow not long before rounded the corner and almost ran into them. He blushed when he saw Jodi, then blanched when he took in the rest of the scene - where her fingers were, who was holding her other hand, and the strong scent of young, wet pussy. Jodi couldn't help tease him with a wink and a lick of her lips. She was SO lucky Matthew had arrived to take over. The playroom was located in a side hallway between two adjacent floors. Kids from both sides played in the bright, colorful room all day, but a night the hallway was dark, room empty. It was a large room, and the entire hall-facing wall was glass so staff and family members could watch the kids playing from outside. That meant anything Jodi and Matthew did in there would be fully visible to anyone who walked by, but the little girl knew from her late-night wanderings that pretty much nobody came this way after dinnertime. The walls of the room were lined with shelves loaded with toys of every type for every age. Play tables and huge stuffed animals spotted the open carpeted area. Jodi beamed up at her chaplain. "Where should we play first?", room empty. It was a large room, and the entire hall-facing wall was glass so staff and family members could watch the kids playing from outside. That meant anything Jodi and Matthew did in there would be fully visible to anyone who walked by, but the little girl knew from her late- night wanderings that pretty much nobody came this way after dinnertime. The walls of the room were lined with shelves loaded with toys of every type for every age. Play tables and huge stuffed animals spotted the open carpeted area. Jodi beamed up at her chaplain. "Where should we play first?" --- Like a toddler, Matthew hardly even noticed the proper toys. Instead, he got creative and saw something better. There was a little curtained-off section of the room that served as a place for puppet shows and impromptu plays. More importantly, the curtain was held up by little clothespins that were just the right size for Jodi's sensitive nipples. Matthew smiled and led Jodi toward the curtain, saying, "Let's play doctor. I bet I'll do a better job than that boy you were playing with when I showed up..." Grabbing a toy stethoscope and a couple of clothespins from the curtain, Matthew motioned toward a little bench. "I'll need my little patient to lay down on the examination table." And as Jodi grinned and got into the desired position, he added, "It seems your body is much too sensitive and I'm going to have to examine it thoroughly." Jodi giggled at Matthew's ridiculous impression of a doctor, but gasped as his large hands placed the clothespins on her aching nipples. "Hmm, it seems that applying pressure to the patient's nipples increases moisture in the groin area," he mused as he slide two fingers inside Jodi's moist, squishy cunt. --- Matthew was so much fun! Not only could he make Jodi cum harder and more frequently than the little girl though possible, he also could make her laugh with ease. She laid down on the wooden bench, eager to see what the skillful older man had in store for her in this night of depraved sexual awakening. "Oh FUck!" Jodi twisted involuntarily when the pins clamped down on her firm nipples. Her cunt grasped the two fingers that entered her tiny wet slit. "You make me... feel better... than any doctor... ever has." The words came panted out as the horny little nymph adjusted to the intensity of the clamps. "Is that incredible cock of your calmed down enough from our walk?" Jodi teased. "I have somewhere fun in mind for it to go..." Her short fingers reached under and past his, pressing against her virgin butthole. "...but if you're going to cum then it's not allowed!" Her foot found his crotch, pushing gently against the lump there, unable to tell if it was full-sized and throbbing or not. --- Matthew kept a straight face in spite of the little tease's provocations. He was committed to his little game of make-believe and responded accordingly, even as his cock grew hard once again under Jodi's ever-so- tiny fingers. "Ahh, it seems my patient history was incomplete. I hadn't realized you required a rectal exam, miss..." Without missing a beat, Matthew slipped his fingers from Jodi's pussy, brushed her hand aside from her asshole, and slipped his middle finger inside her. He steadily pushed, placing his other hand on her tummy to hold her in place as he forced his finger fully inside her ass, which managed to be even tighter than her pussy. As Jodi squirmed and bit her lip, Matthew said, "Yes, I think you will require a more thorough examination here..." slipping his finger out of her and unzipping his pants as he spoke. The little girl desired a full pornstar experience, and Matthew intended to give it to her. --- While Jodi had toyed with her bum before (how could she not after seeing how much the women in her videos loved a cock in their asses?) She'd never put anything very large back there. Definitely nothing as large as the huge cock that swayed back and forth, free once more. Jodi didn't want it to be free. She wanted it to be trapped once more, firmly planted inside her body. Her anus flexed around the finger that probed her, and she wondered if she was biting off more than her little body - and more specifically her tiny asshole - could handle. Then, there was pressure against her tightest fuckhole. Somehow, it stretched, Matthew's fat cockhead parting the powerful ring. Jodi's hand instinctively went to her chest, forgetting the pins there, and when she bumped one, the pain and pleasure shot through her anew. She flexed her muscles automatically, including her butt. Matthew cried out in surprise, but instead of being pushed out of her his dick popped in, the smooth helmet atop his shaft disappearing fully into her bum. --- Recovering from the little squeeze Jodi gave him, Matthew let out the breath he'd been holding. He'd honestly been unsure if the ill-fated lay of his life would be able to handle even as much of his cock as she'd taken. But now that the door had been opened, so to speak, Matthew intended to come inside. He grabbed her hips tightly and began to lean into her, each second bringing their bodies a millimeter closer to each other. Matthew could feel his cock throbbing as the tight folds of Jodi's rectum enveloped more and more of his shaft, his head now fully inside her. Jodi took hold of the clothespins as Matthew forced his way inside her. She wanted to cry out, but she found that all she could do was gasp and whimper. She pinched the pins tighter in order to temper the pain and pressure Matthew's fat cock was bringing her, even as it made her feel a twisted pleasure, one like she'd felt on the toilet but had never associated with cock... --- Jodi squeezed the clamps tighter on the tender nubs of her flat chest, hoping that the pain there would distract her from the discomfort of having a huge cock shoved into her ass. Instead, the pain of the two combined - but so did the pleasure. Her inexperienced mind could never explain how so much stinging and stretching could feel so good, so instead she just reveled in it. When Matthew's thighs touched hers, she lifted her head to look down, unable to believe that such a big dick was balls-deep in her little back-door fuckhole. "Oh god, thank you...Mmmm I love being your dirty little girl. Please...fuck my ass..." The little girl's demeanor changed as she added on her warning, "but don't you dare cum inside me yet!" Matthew grunted, whether in frustration or pleasure Jodi wasn't sure. He held her ankles, keeping the slender legs spread wide as he stretched open her cute lil' bum. A small hand reached out, rubbed his belly down to the base of his cock, then plunged into the girl's sopping-wet, well-fucked cunt. --- Matthew glanced around as Jodi began fingering herself, certain that she couldn't yet be fully satisfied. And then he saw it...a thick, oversized marker the kids more often used to throw at each other than to draw. It was almost as thick around as his cock, if not so long, and he snatched it up eagerly. "A porn starlet like you needs more than fingers inside her when she's being fucked in the ass," he said as he slipped the marker into her free hand. Jodi's eyes opened wide as a grin spread on her face. She was actually a little scared at the thought of shoving something so thick inside her while Matthew was filling her ass, but all thoughts were wiped from her head as Matthew began to pull his cock back out of her. It felt like her guts were spilling out, and just as she didn't think she could take anymore, she felt him shove them right back inside her, so much more forcefully than the first time. She squeaked as he filled her up, and hardly resisted as he took her hand, and the marker in it, and slid it down to her pussy. "If I don't get to cum yet, then you're going to give me a show, little pornstar," he said, locking his eyes on hers, glazed over as they were. --- Being called a porn starlet made Jodi thrill with joy. A fanciful thought slipped into her head, of having Matthew film her as he fucked her tiny wet pussy and little asshole, as she sucked his cock and swallow his cum, as she...well, whatever other incredible, fun things she got to try in the time she had left. A permanent record of the life she'd lived and the pleasure she's taken in the short time she'd had left. She'd have it mailed to her doctors and nurses and family after her death...or maybe leave a copy to be shown at her funeral, to remind everyone how happy she'd been near the end? For now, though, the horny little kid was content to put on a show for one (though she did briefly wonder if the young doctor had followed them and was watching through the wide glass windows in the dark hallway beyond). With Matthew's guidance, she pushed the improvised dildo into herself. The ease with which the plastic shaft entered her was surprising. It was actually a toy she'd fucked herself with before - or one jut like it - and her pussy swallowed it as though welcoming back an old friend. "Oh FUUUUCK!" Jodi arched her back, shifting the angle of the chaplain's cock and drawing a groan from his chest. Despite the ease of entry, the marker made her feel impossibly full. She could feel it pressing against the cock that slid in and out of her asshole through the membranes of her cunt and rectum. --- "Mmm, your little body was made for this, wasn't it?" Matthew purred once he was able to speak again. He was truly amazed at how readily Jodi's body took to something as extreme, for most women, as double penetration by such thick objects. Keeping one hand on Jodi's hip, Matthew reached up and toyed with the clothespins on her nipples, his large hand bringing the two together and tugging them toward each other. As she twisted and squealed on his cock, fucking herself faster with the marker, Jodi began playing with her clit. The little girl's body was absolutely on fire. None of these were new activities to her, really. But doing them all at the same time, involving a real cock, and knowing she was performing for at least one, if not two men's pleasure brought Jodi rapidly toward an orgasm. And all she could think is, "I get to scream!!" --- Just as months of nausea had blessed Jodi with the ability to easily deep-throat a cock, even one as big as Matthew's, so her increased pain tolerance was paying off. She slid the marker in and out of her preteen cunt, alternating thrusts with her adult playmate. "Yes YES YES! That's right, fuck me! Fuck this little girl's virgin asshole and make me cum on your AHHHHHHHH!!" The orgasm hit harder than any of the others. It felt too fucking good being so full, even if only one of her holes had a cock it. Wow, how quickly we become greedy...yesterday I'd have died happy if he'd fucked me on his desk, and now I'm wishing I had ANOTHER cock to play with, Someday. Soon. As the last twitches died away, Jodi giggled again. "I wonder if any other kid has ever had this much fun playing in the playroom..." --- Matthew beamed down at her as he his hard, still cock pulsed inside her. "You know, Jodi. You're not making this 'no cumming' thing very easy on me with this perfect little body of yours..." he said as his hands wandered away from her hips. Matthew ran his fingertips all over Jodi's soft, fully exposed skin, savoring the feeling as he tried to compose himself again. He was so close to bursting inside her, and he needed to bring himself down again. Jodi cooed as he took the clothespins off her nipples, replacing them with his fingers. "And I don't know how to resist these perfect little tits of yours..." he said, knowing full well that Jodi's little prepubescent bumps could hardly be called tits. All the same, there was something alluring about the subtle swells of flesh that peaked at her nipples. --- Jodi grinned when Matthew complimented her tiny titties. She was jealous of Jackie's big tits (more than simply jealous, really; the night before it had taken some effort of will to not take hold of the large breasts and suck on the tips) but she believed his words anyway. The look of lust of his face and the throbbing of his cock inside her butt were enough evidence that he found her sexy despite - or perhaps even because of - her having the body of a child. "Ummm...why aren't you fucking my asshole anymore?" the little girl asked. The question widened the smile on Matthew's lips, but he hesitated. "I'm not sure I can handle-" "Ugh stop making excuses and fuck my butt some more!" Jodi said, cutting him off. With the marker buried in her cunt, only an inch sticking out of her, she twisted her body around. The man inside her froze as her leg passed in front of him and she shifted to prop herself up on hands and knees. The dick in her rear pulsed at the new twisting sensation. "And seriously, you'd better not cum yet! I'm still way too horny right now." --- Matthew's knees shook as Jodi twisted her skinny body around, and He grabbed onto her shoulders quickly, trying to focus on pleasing the little girl. He knew that if his concentration slipped for a second, he'd pop right inside her. "Hurry up!" Jodi demanded, as she began to force herself back onto his cock, pumping the marker in and out of herself. Her demanding tone, and the incredible feeling of stuffing her so fully compelled Matthew to start moving his hips, but he knew with each thrust that his time was running out. Jodi's crazed body seemed entirely insatiable, and she was thrusting back against him harder with each passing moment. Within a minute, her narrow ass was slapping against his thighs as loudly as Jackie's had, an impressive feat given how much less she had to work with than the thick nurse. --- Jodi dropped her head to the bench, reaching up between her legs to hold the marker as the big cock slid in and out of her ass. Matthew's balls, heavy with the cum that she wouldn't let him release, slapped against her fingers with each thrust. She reached back with her other hand to massage those balls, feeling them shift and roll on their own. "Oh, fuck..." Matthew groaned. He froze mid-thrust, but Jodi immediately compensated, pushing her bum back to slap into his crotch, then leaning away, sliding his cock halfway out of her preteen ass. It took the little girl too long to realize that based on Matthew's groan and how he'd frozen, continuing to fuck his cock with her cute little butt wasn't the right thing to do - not if she didn't want him to cum yet. The man's groan returned, louder and more intense that before. The cock in Jodi's ass pulsed against her anus, and Matthew thrust into her tiny body with renewed gusto. As cum filled her tiny fuckhole, leaking out around Matthew's cock with each thrust, Jodi couldn't help moan along with the chaplain's orgasm. It seemed to go on forever, Matthew continuing to fuck her while emptying himself into the horny little girl. As the orgasm abated, he slowed in his thrusting. Cum smeared the girl's butt and oozed down her hand and thighs. "Ahhh, shit..." Matthew stared into Jodi's eyes as the girl craned her neck to glare. "What the fuck was that?" she demanded, knowing full well what it was. --- "Okay, Matthew. Damage control," he thought to himself as cum dripped from the tiny asshole that had finally done him in. He'd always been good at damage control – it was kind of his job - and he thought for only a couple of seconds before responding. "That is exactly how good you are, Jodi. A grown man who's trying his hardest can't resist cumming inside this perfect sextoy you call a body," he said calmly, a small smirk twisting his lips. He slowly pulled his cock from her ass, holding it up in his large hand, looking into the demanding girl's eyes, "Now what do those pornstars do after their man cums inside their asses?" --- Jodi could barely find it within herself to be truly mad at Matthew for losing control after fucking her tight little holes for so long. Instead, she focused on the moment,taking a mental image of the stupid grin on his face he'd gotten while her tiny sphincter had milked the thick cum into her butthole. The encouraging words that followed filled Jodi with pride again as well. The "Or Else" part of her threat was forgotten in the face of the big dick that swayed back and forth, still rock-hard and dripping cum. She spun around, grasped the base of Matthew's beautiful cock, and took him into her mouth with gusto. It was a different experience, sucking a cock coated with cum while it still throbbed small globs of semen into your mouth. The little girl fingered her asshole with her free hand, rubbing the cum that leaked from her well-fucked bum into her skin. There was so much of it! In porn there usually wasn't all that much (unless it was a bunch of guys fucking the same girl and shooting all over her). Did Matthew just have really big loads? Or was it somehow connected with how intensely they'd been fucking for so long? --- Matthew gasped as Jodi sucked the last drops of cum from his cock. For someone who'd been so intent on delaying his orgasm, she was certainly enjoying herself with the material results of that climax. And as she starting playing absentmindedly with his balls, he felt himself growing hard once again. Jodi giggled, the vibrations teasing the cock that filled her mouth. She looked up at Matthew as she began bobbing up and down on his stiffening cock. "You're so greedy," she mumbled, the sight of the little girl talking with a full mouth driving Matthew crazy. "I told you couldn't cum even once, but you're trying to get me to make you cum again?" --- As the big cock swelled back to full erection in her hands. Jodi's eyes went wide. She took him into her mouth immediately, not wanting to miss this opportunity. Everything she'd seen in porn had ended when the guy came. Most of what she'd read had indicated that most guys could only cum once and then have to stop for a long while to recover. The question the little girl asked as she sucked the man's wonderful dick was phrased as a tease, but what she really wanted to know was if she was really that lucky. "Can...CAN you cum again?" Jodi asked nervously, the slobbery, cummy shaft rubbing on her pretty face. "Because I thought..." Hell, it was the whole reason she'd forbidden him to cum! The little girl had actually been eager to feel and taste her dirty playmate's sticky load, but she'd assumed that as soon as she did it would mean fun times were over for the night. If he really could cum more and stay hard besides...well... --- "Well, it's not like I'm an endless fountain, but yes, I can cum again," Matthew said as he smiled down at her. "It's not easy, though. I've rarely been with a woman who was able to get me there more than once in an evening. I suppose, though, for the best fuck of my life it would be no trouble...It'd probably only take you a few minutes if you tried." Matthew winked at Jodi, whose face took on a determined cast. Her thoughts were torn between taking up his challenge by making him cum quickly and going another four or five rounds on his gorgeous cock. After all, was one anal pounding really enough? And what about being fucked while he held her in the air? Or fucking herself silly in cowgirl while making him stay totally still? She'd seen so much porn and she wasn't sure she could let any of it go... --- Jodi shook the jumble of sexual thoughts from her mind. She might be dying, but she still had months of fun ahead of her. As long as I don't get my chaplain arrested for fucking me, that is. That mild fear made her glance towards the large windows, wondering of there really was anyone out there in the hall watching them. With the lights on in the room and inly darkness beyond, all she could see was their reflection - horny little girl holding, hair messy from sweat and fucking, holding the big cock of her angelic hero. Not that a random passerby would see him that way. But, no. If there was someone in the hallway, it was almost certainly just that young doctor, stroking his cock and wishing he were back inside her mouth. Well if he's out there we might as well give him a show! The little girl stood up on the bench, then the table, leaving her eyes level with Matthew. He had a curious look on her face as he took in her cute little body - nipples big and hard with little marks on them from the abuse they'd taken, puffy cuntlips red and wet, inner thighs streaked with a grown man's cum – His cum. When she leapt into his arms, he reacted quickly, catching her easily. One hand went to her back, on on her soft bottom as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders, legs around his hips, and pulled him close for a passionate kiss. --- Matthew had always wanted to fuck a girl while holding her in his arms. But while he wasn't a scrawny man, he was hardly a bodybuilder. He couldn't hold a full- grown woman in his arms and thrust his cock inside her over and over... Who'd have thought he'd get to try it out with a little girl? Hardly thinking about the wide open window, his attention so fixed on his favorite toy in this room of playthings, Matthew pressed his cock against Jodi's pussy as their lips touched. And just as Jodi's tongue penetrated Matthew's lips, his cock parted hers yet again. --- Jodi hissed into Matthew's mouth as his cock slid into her moist cunny once more. Despite the thorough fucking he'd been giving her over the past couple of hours, her preteen pussy wasn't quite accustomed to being full of dick. And soon my pussy could be full of cum! The thought thrilled Jodi, who began lifting and lowering herself even faster (though really, with his strong hands on her bum, Matthew was doing the real work of controlling the rhythm of their fucking). The little girl leaned back, arms extended with her hands on the chaplain's shoulders as he bounced her on his cock. "aaaAAAAAA aaaaaaAAAAAA aaaaaaAAAAAAA aaaaa...." Jodi's wordless cry of pleasure rose and fell with her body as she was filled over and over again by that wonderful dick. She rolled her hips, pressing her tender little button against his pelvic bone each time his cock bottomed out in her little- girl cunt. "Window..." she panted when she was able to get a thought out. "Fuck me...against...the window..." --- Matthew brought her to the window terribly slowly, holding her with his cock fully inside her, that little sensitive button her hers grinding against him with every movement. Jodi squirmed on his cock, even as she tried to catch her breath, until he took her to the window. She only noticed they'd reached it when its cold glass chilled her exposed skin and Matthew almost immediately began thrusting up inside her again, sending shivers through the glass. Jodi grunted with every thrust, as Matthew's much larger frame was almost crushing her against the window, but this didn't stop her little body from feeling every ounce of pleasure it could wring from the contact of flesh on flesh. --- Pinned between the cool glass at her back and the hot flesh at her front, Jodi's moans grew ever louder. Held tightly in Matthew's arms, she felt out of control - and she knew that feeling would only grow as she neared yet another orgasm. She'd never cum so many times in one day, and her eager young cunt was starting to ache - in an exceptionally pleasant way. The little girl let go of Matthew, hands slapping against the window on either side. She writhed around as the big hard cock slid in and out of her wet fuckhole, sweaty palms streaking the glass. "Oh my god!" she whined, beginning another prayer. "Thank you for sex...thank you so much for giving me this amazing cock to fuck all my holes...and thank you for his cum...oh god I want more of his cum inside me...please...FUUUUCK...." With a final bucking twist of the hips, Jodi came again, screaming and slapping the window loudly over and over with one hand as she pressed her hairless cunt and the engorged clit at its top against Matthew. --- Though he hadn't reached that second orgasm, Matthew knew their time was up for the night. Jodi's banging on the glass was sure to draw the attention her screams hadn't, and it was hardly a good idea to continue fucking the little thing while waiting to see how that played out. He held her as she finally came down from her orgasm, then kissed her forehead. "I think that's enough for one night...I don't want our fun to end after only one night, after all," Matthew said, slipping Jodi off his cock and carrying her over to her gown. As Matthew set her down on the bench, and her mind caught up with what was going on around her, Jodi scowled. "We're done when I say we're done." --- After the powerful fucking she'd received, Jodi's legs were a little wobbly, but she fought to keep herself steady on her feet. Done for the night? That wasn't fair! She stood with a hand on her hip, unaware of how absurd she looked - skin glistening with cum and sweat, hair a tangled mess, lower lip stuck out in a pout. "Jodi, I don't think..." Usually Jodi was nice and friendly, putting others' needs ahead of her own like a good little girl. Whatever Matthew had to say right now about why they should stop, though, she didn't want to hear it. "I SAID we're not done yet!" the little girl jabbed at her adult playmate's belly with one finger to punctuate each word. "You don't really want to stop fucking me, do you?" There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice, but it was dispelled by the guilty, lustful look on his face. "But, Jodi-" "Fine!" she shouted, cutting him off again. Then he voice became cheery and enthusiastic as she settled on a solution. "If you don't want to fuck me anymore, I'll fuck you. Lie down." --- Matthew bit his lip and looked around the room, unwilling to let his eyes settle on the insistent little girl. And suddenly she seemed so much more like a little girl than she had. She might have the sexual appetite, and even the skill, of a grown woman, but she had the patience and foresight of a child, and not only because her days were so clearly numbered. Jodi was being a brat, and Matthew felt he needed to be an adult. Setting his hands on his hips - a gesture that might have conveyed more authority if his hard cock wasn't swaying with each word - he said, firmly, "Jodi, you're going back to your room now. We'll play more soon." --- "You're being stupid!" Jodi heard herself cry out. She took a step towards Matthew, acutely aware that her appearance likely made it hard to take her seriously. just another reason it sucks being a kid – nobody believes I can think for myself. "Your dick is still hard, and I'm still really horny." Matthew's eyes darted down to each of their bodies, a guilty look on his face - he couldn't exactly deny what his cock wanted. Jodi was short, she was naked, she had a hairless pussy, and she had cum smeared across her ass and things - not the most intimidating look. Matthew was so big and strong, and she'd seen how easily he'd pushed Jackie around. There was no way she could follow through on the drive inside herself, to try to push him to the ground and push her cunt down on his swollen cockhead. The little girl also wasn't about to blackmail him. She knew she could probably make him do whatever she wanted if she threatened to tell. Her well-fucked pussy and ass full of cum would have been far more evidence than she'd need. There was no way she'd even consider that empty threat, though. When Matthew still didn't answer, Jodi turned to the only option she had left. "No." She turned, waggling her bum a little as she walked over to pick up her hospital gown from where it was crumpled. "You think that just because you're the grown-up, you get to say when we have sex and when we don't? No." She turned, slipping the gown back on, tiny fingers nimbly working the ties. "If you won't fuck me more right now, then I don't think I want to play with you anymore. Forget 'soon'. All I wanted was to fall asleep with your cum in my pussy, but fine. Whatever. I thought you were a gift from god, but I guess god really doesn't care about me after all." She paused, holding back the mixture of shame and fear and anger and worry that bubbled near the surface, threatening to push out a torrent of tears. --- Matthew looked at Jodi and sighed to himself, careful not to do so outwardly. The little girl, for all her sexual maturity, was still a frightened, anxious preteen with a terminal illness. He let the nervous smile slip from his face and returned to his chaplain persona. He walked over to her, then, getting down on one knee and bringing himself to Jodi's level, Matthew put a hand on her shoulder and calmly said, "You're right, Jodi. I'm being a grown-up. But it's not because I think you're a child. It's just because I'm a grown-up and you're showing me that you might be one, too. Now, you may not have all the tomorrows in the world, but I think you have at least one more. And I'd enjoy it if we could spend at least part of that tomorrow having some fun. That's a grown-up decision, though. Putting off some fun today for as many tomorrows of fun as we can have. If we - if I - get caught now...well. I don't get any tomorrows with you." Matthew look Jodi in the eyes, ending his little monologue. He said a little prayer to himself as he waited for her to answer - not a prayer asking for her to see things his way, but a prayer that he could handle it if she didn't... --- It finally clicked for Jodi. To her, who knew the nighttime rhythms of the hospital so well, it was obvious that if they hadn't been caught by now they were safe for a while. She could tell that even if she explained that to Matthew, though, he wouldn't feel comfortable fucking any more that night. His fear was irrational - and she, who'd grown up with many fears, both rational and irrational, knew how hard it was to separate the two when you were in the midst of it. Matthew wasn't just acknowledging that she was grown up enough to make real decisions - he was admitting that sometimes he was as scared as a kid. The admission didn't make him seem weak, though. Adults at the hospital too often thought they had to put on masks for the kids and to seem like unshaking forces, when most of the time she and her peers just wanted to know that adults felt some of the same things they did. "I'm sorry!" the little girl said loudly, throwing her arms around Matthew's waist, his cock pinned at an odd angle between them. "I was being selfish. I know you took a really big risk back in my room...Thank you so much. I'll...try to be more patient with you." When Matthew groaned at the touch on his cock, Jodi jumped back giggling. "Oops, sorry again! Maybe I should just go back to my room and let you clean up in here?" --- Jodi slipped out into the darknened hallway, spots swimming in front of her her eyes as they adjusted from the bright playroom. She ran a toy brush through her hair, attempting to smooth out her appearance before any of the nurses saw her. Glancing back through the windows at Matthew, she spotted the faint outline of her body marking the glass where he'd fucked her. It brought a smile to her face. In a day or two, environmental services would clean the window and wipe away the mark, and in the mean while nobody would ever suspect that it was the mark of an 11-year- old girl who'd lost her virginity wildly that night – but she would know. She liked having that secret mark there. The unit was even more quiet than when Jodi and Matthew had left as she padded back to her room. When the smell of pizza hit her nose, she almost doubled over. Holy shit I've never been so hungry in my entire life! It seemed that a couple hours of intense fucking worked up quite an appetite. The little girl turned, heading towards the nutrition room. Kids weren't technically allowed in there, but some of the older, more regular patients like her slipped in there anyway while the nurses turned a blind eye. "Jodi! There you are! Dang, girl, where'd you go?" The young patient turned to see Alaina, the charge nurse for the night, gazing over the desk at her. "Oh...I just went for a walk for a while. You know – tough week, and all that. And then I got hungry..." Alaina cut her off with a wave of her hand. "Jodi, you know you have to let someone know if you leave the floor. Technically you're not even supposed to leave without staff supervision. Candace was about to call security when she couldn't find you on the unit, and I put her off, but honestly I was starting to get worried myself." Jodi's heart sank. Oh gosh. Matthew was totally right. She'd been so certain that they were safe in the playroom, but what if she'd succeeded in convincing him to fuck her again? They might still be at it when security started doing sweeps for the missing eleven- year-old girl... Thank you, Matthew. And thank you, god. "I'm sorry, Nurse Alaina!" Jodi tried to sound oblivious and cheerful, but her heart was racing at the near-miss. "Oh, that's okay," Alaina laughed. "You take better care of yourself than some of us. Speaking of which, you still hungry? The lab guys bought us pizza and I really shouldn't be eating this." The woman held out a large slice with only one bite taken out of it. Jodi wanted to do the polite thing and say no, but her eyes went big and her mouth dropped open at the sight of food, and before she could speak the nurse continued on. "I'll take that as a yes!" she said, laughing as she pushed the slice over to the little girl. Twenty minutes later, Jodi drifted off to sleep, mouth and fingers streaked with grease, thighs streaked with cum.