| Forbidden Photos, Part Five Note: Sorry that this chapter is so incredibly late. I won’t offer any excuses, but maybe I’ll try to write shorter chapters so I can at least not have such fiendishly long gaps between them. This chapter assumes direct familiarity with the previous four, so it might be worth a quick read through the previous ones to know where we are with this one. Thanks to all those who wrote to me, who liked this story enough to want me to write more. ********** “I’d love to ram my fist hard into both these girls tiny pussies. Thrusting my hands in and out, making them scream. They love it. It fills them up so much. I love it too. It feels so good pushing into their impossibly small holes. I think it might be fun to fist Sarah in her cunt and her arse at the same time. Oh god yes. That’s incredible. No warm-up or gently easing into it, I’m just ramming my hand right into her little arse. She’s laughing she loves it so much. It’s the greatest feeling in the world having my hands fill her up like this. Sliding both hands back and forth, penetrating both her holes at once. She squeals and screams and laughs crazily. She’s coming, she’s coming hard. My tiny five year old cousin is thrashing around on my two hands. God, I’m fucking her so hard. It makes her sister jealous. “I wanna be fucked in my cunt and arse too!” she pleads with me. Anything you say, Sarah. Sarah is only three, but I spread her legs apart and push all the way in. Sarah screams loudly and laughs. She loves it. It’s so much fun. They’re really happy being fisted by me, filling them up so much, all the way into their tiny cunts. It feels good. Fuck yes. I love this more than anything. What else can I do to them? Suddenly there’s a knock at the door. It’s my friend Nikki. She wonders if she can borrow a cup of sugar. Yeah, sure. Why not have her delivering a pizza while she’s at it? Nikki and I decide to have a lot more fun with little Juliet and Sarah. Nikki lies down on the bed and I grab sexy Juliet and lay her down on top of Nikki on her back. Then I lie on top of Juliet and start thrusting myself into her, rubbing against Juliet’s tiny body and Nikki starts thrusting upwards so we’re both rubbing ourselves into Juliet and grinding against her sweet little body. I’m pushing down on her and Nikki is pushing up on her. She’s so tiny we’re nearly smothering her. Nikki and I look into each other’s eyes, loving how we’re fucking this little girl so much. It makes us both cum at the same time. Nikki squirts a lot when she cums. I have another idea. I get off Juliet and pick her up and push her head into Nikki’s cunt. Nikki squirts a huge jet of her juice right into Juliet’s mouth. “Does that taste good?” “It’s sweet,” she says. “Can I have some more?” “Sure honey. You can have as much as you want, but that means we have to make Nikki happy again and again. Put your mouth on her cunt and lick it. Then she’ll squirt some more.” Then I grabbed the back of her head and shoved her mouth hard into Nikki’s cunt while I climbed back on top of her and rubbed my clit against her smooth bouncing arse while Nikki thrust herself into her sweet little mouth and squirted her cuntjuice down her throat. I love this so much I feel like pissing in Juliet’s mouth. I grab her head and hold her mouth open and lower my cunt near her face and then let out a stream of piss right into Juliet’s mouth. Sarah slides up next to her big sister and opens her mouth wide and I move the stream back and forth between their two sweet little mouths as they lovingly drink my piss…” ~~~~~~~~~~ Bloody hell Peggy. I knew she was sexually aggressive but I never thought she’d have such fantasies. Oh, what am I talking about? They’re only fantasies. There’s nothing wrong with that, even if I find someone else’s fantasy distasteful. I’m such a softy I can’t even fantasise about anything so aggressive. I don’t want to. It’s like a woman who might occasionally entertain a rape fantasy. That baffles me. Why? I don’t get it. But that’s just me. Peggy’s anatomically impossible hardcore fuckfests were entertaining in their own way, but they did not arouse me. Such aggressive scenarios make me queasy. But I loved reading her more romantic encounters or the short pieces where she notices little things girls do that are innocently and sweetly erotic. The day Peg admitted to me that she loved little girls was like being born-again, but in a good non-religious way. A soothing freedom lingered around my whole being for the rest of the day, buoyed by the prized package Peg had given me to take home. Nothing – no looming deadlines, final bill notices or even family engagements – could stop me spending almost all of the next week poring over her diaries, letters and the coup de grace: the two magnificent photo albums of the two most wonderful girls in the world – Lena and Katya, my two darling Russian angels. There was no point in holding it off. I sat down in my comfiest armchair in front of the heater in the lounge and I slowly started leafing through volume one of Ms. Movosh’s stunning images. I’d get to her letters soon enough, first I needed to familiarise myself some more with her photographic work. Five orgasms later, I needed a rest and a drink. The more I looked at these photos the more I realised that the most beautiful thing in the whole world is the smooth tiny cunt of a prepubescent girl. I almost cried at how wonderful Lena and Katya’s cunt’s were. I longed to remember a moment – any moment – from my childhood when I could picture my own cunt and whether it looked so small and beautiful like that, but there was nothing. I had been indoctrinated so thoroughly to regard my genitals as evil that I never looked at them, even in private. I wondered how my parents had ever managed to relax enough to engage in coitus and conceive two children with such prudish mores. Again and again I was awestruck at the beatific smiles and laughter that both Lena and Katya maintained in most of the images. When they weren’t laughing they were being mock serious with stern looks directly into the lens, which would then give may to more unabashed giggles in the next image. The photos in the albums were in chronological order, with dates at the bottom of each page, the month and year, and the age of Lena and Katya. There were very few other people present in these images. Occasionally two other young girls, one who resembled Katya and the other Lena, but both a few years younger, could be seen in the more candid shots. Younger sisters I assumed, but why so few images of them here? I supposed that these glorious collections were intended as a showcase for Lena and Katya. And why not, when you have two such radiant stars to showcase? I managed to put down the photo albums and pick up one of Peg’s folders containing her diaries and notebooks. I read through a lot of Peg’s random anecdotes. Many of her little tales were from her teens, when she was unsure of her desires but needed to express them in some way. Some of these were simple observations with no sexual content at all, and I think they were indicative of Peg’s overall obsession with little girls, an obsession I could now understand. - “I was at a Japanese martial arts demonstration at the aquatic centre. There were a lot of children there. There was a little girl, about three years old sitting in front of me on her father’s lap. She had on a flimsy little red dress with thin shoulder straps. Several times the straps fell off her shoulders and hung down over her arms, and her dress fell down a bit, leaving her back bare. I started to get wet just seeing her bare back with her dress falling down like that. That was so cute. It made me so horny. What is wrong with me? I can’t go on like this. A bit later, a family shows up late and the daughter who is about six sits down on the floor near a chair. She’s not interested in the kendo performance on the stage in front of her. She starts lying down on her back and squirms her way under the chair and once she’s under it she starts thrusting her hips up and down while holding onto the chair. She’s keeping herself amused.” - “I was in the video shop renting a couple of films and there was a family in front of me at the queue. Mum, dad and two daughters. Older sister about 12, younger sister about 7. The younger sister is a bit restless and jumping around and then all of a sudden she starts rubbing her arse right into her big sister’s crotch! Right there in the video shop. Mum and dad aren’t looking, but they’re doing this right in front of me. I couldn’t believe it. They weren’t looking at anyone. This little girl was just casually rubbing her bottom against her sister’s groin. Wonderful.” - “I was in the supermarket today and a girl, about five, was running down the aisle. She ran passed me and I turned to watch her as she ran the other way. Her pants were falling slightly below her waist and I could see the crack of her bottom. She kept running, but reached her hand down to pull her pants up a bit and she reached with her other hand to hold onto her hat.” - “Today in the post office a girl of about six was there with her mother and the girl was wearing her school uniform. I think it was a Catholic school uniform. It was unbelievably cute and made me want to run over to her and hug and kiss her deeply. She was leaning on the counter and I couldn’t take my eyes of her body.” - “I was sitting in the library with some friends and we were near the children’s section. I could hear the sound of some children a few aisles over. After a minute a girl walked past. She was about five, nice sensible length hair and sensible long pants. She popper her head around the corner and looked at us. I think she wanted to play a peek-a-boo game. I was the only one in our group who even noticed her. I returned her glance and she popper her head back around behind the shelf. Then I looked away and she popped her head back into view. Then I looked back and she whipper her head back behind the shelf again. We did this a few times and she laughed more and more each time, until she was eventually dragged off and chastised by her mother for being too loud.” I loved and enjoyed Peg’s stories, but I inevitably I returned to Lena & Katya via Arina’s photos. The lure was too strong to resist. I sat and stared at the photos some more and thought sentimental thoughts about the girls for hours. Sometimes I’d be so overcome by a particular image I’d grin and laugh uncontrollably. Even at home on my own, I would still put up my hand to cover my mouth when I felt like this. I never did that when I was with friends or when I was out. Lena and Katya’s cheeky stares, mock-serious glances directly at the camera, with knowing winks and mischievous grins made me overflow and swoon. But the photos of Lena and Katya’s intense stares at each other captured a level of sweet bliss that I don’t have words to describe. I was becoming so familiar with Lena and Katya’s photos that I could now recognise the girls by looking at their cunts alone. Lena had a very large clitoris for her age. Her undeveloped clitoral hood already protruded further at eight years old than most adult women’s clits. Katya’s cunt was smaller and narrower. Even when she spread her legs wide apart, which she did often, her outer labia didn’t part very much at all. In some of Arina’s beautiful cunt close-ups, when I looked at them very closely, I could see the slight moistness inside Katya. Inside her slivery vaginal opening were a few stretched strands of wetness. Her pubic mound stuck out quite far, making it seem a bit out of proportion to the rest of her body. I knew that if she squeezed her outer labia together it would be all soft and squishy, something a still photo couldn’t capture as well as the moving picture. Also, the more I looked at the girls’ image, the more I longer to hear their voices, even if they spoke no English, and I speak no Russian, I so wanted to hear them. But these inert photographs had an unbridled purity and I was certainly grateful to have that. That does gives me an idea though. I’ll have to ask Peg if Arina has sent her any videos of Lena and Katya. ~~~~~~~~~~ More soon, hopefully... |