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Real Life Doesn't Flow as Well as Fiction

By: Kinke1

Let me start off by saying I had stop everything I was working on so I could tell you about this. This is one of those things you don't think could or would ever happen to you. I mean, yeah I have read lots of erotica and see lots of porn where it happens, but to think that it could really happen is the stuff wet dreams are made of.

Ok now that I have said that let me start at the beginning. Everyone one is aware that since COVID there has been a major increase in the homeless population, especially in cities like Chicago, New York and L.A. This hasn't just been the usual downtrodden or drug addicted sort we usually have. This is now Business men and woman with their BMWs and Mercedes parked by the side of the road. It's men and woman living in RVs, moms and dads, entire families living in tents and where ever else they can find someplace warm and dry.

Now I tell you this because as you have seen where you live. There are a lot more homeless people, and a lot more businesses have closed down, including a lot of shops at the mall. I don't know about the ones where you live, but there seem to be more empty stores in our malls then shops that are in business.

I know you are asking, "What the fuck does any of this have to do with this story." Relax, hold your cocks for just a little bit longer, I am getting there.

So this past weekend my wife and daughter were gone for the weekend. My daughter had some school event and my wife was chaperoning the trip. I couldn't tel you what it was for or where it was. As soon as my wife said that they will be gone all weekend my mind clicked off and all I thought about was getting naked, smoking some pot, and jerking off in every room of the house. And believe me they hadn't even pulled out of the drive before my clothes were off and I was firing up my bong.

I started to get the munchies so I made the choice to hold off on jerking off, and decided to drive to the mall. It's literally only about 3 minutes from my house. I could have walked but its been raining for the past month and Friday it decided to start really coming down hard.

As soon as I entered the mall I realized that there was a divine intervention that lead me to the place. The place was swarming with cheerleaders, and not just any cheerleaders young ones. We are talking 6 to 14, all in those tight little outfits with the cute short skirts and matching panties. Fuck it was so hot I nearly forgot I had the munchies.

For about an hour I watched as they chit chatted, did cartwheels as they walked and talked, a couple were licking ice cream cones and I swear they were purposely simulating sucking cock. If there is one thing I could tell you about cheerleaders, it doesn't matter if they are 4 to 40 they all know how to tease, and they all are exhibitionist.

Ok so this is where everything started. I was innocently watching, by watching I meant I was following, a small group of cheerleaders. They were cock teasing an male who looked their way, when they walked passed a corridor that led to the inner halls of the mall. Just as I was about to pass the same corridor this dirty small bundle crashed right into me.

Bending down to help her up I noticed the dark haired little girl could be any order then 8 or 9 and she looked like she hadn't bathed in a few months. She had the cutest face and the bluest of eyes. The best way to describe her is to say go watch the new Matilda movie on Netflix. This little girl looked exactly like Alisha Weir, the little actress who played Matilda. The only difference was that this girl was American, not Irish, and she was covered in filth from head to toe.

"Sorry mister," the waif of a girl said out of breath and with tears streaming down her face.

"Are you ok," I asked helping her up.

"Sorry can't talk," she said just as a security guard turned the corner.

"Grab her, don't let her go," he shouted!

"Go get out of here. I'll stop him," I said hurrying her away.

I stepped right in front of the very angry guard as he started to turn after her. "What are you doing?" He snarled. "I have been trying to catch that little... that little..."

"What? Little girl," I snapped back.

The guard stuck his finger into my chest and told that, that little girl, was bothering people and begging for food. He said that she is some homeless girl that has been coming to the mall everyday trying to get food or money, and that every time the police or child protective services is called she disappears. "I almost had that little creature this time," he growled stepping up to my face, "but your dumb ass stopped me. I should have you removed from the mall for that."

"Good luck asshole," I said walking away from the fucktard.

Now that my fun time at the mall was shot, and my pot high nearly gone, I decided to head to the food court and get something to eat. God i hate the food court, its nothing but processed shitty food designed to make Americans fat, lazy and complacent. Sorry I am not gong to go off on that tangent, you are here to jerk your cocks silly not listen to political rants.

So anyways, here I was trying to decide on MSG laden fake Chinese food, or a Hot Dog on a stick, (they were right next to each other.), when all of a sudden I felt a tug on the side of my shirt. Looking up at me smiling was the little girl.

"Mister, thank you for helping me," she said. "Can you buy me something to eat?"

I smiled. Even if I wanted to say no, there was no way the words were going to escape my lips. I nodded, then said, "Where's your mommy and daddy?"

The girl's face was shrouded in pain. She said that her her daddy died when everyone was getting sick and had to stay at home. Then the place where her mommy worked closed, and she had to find another job. But that job didn't last for long, because her mommy started to use drugs and they got kicked out of their home. She told me that about 2 months ago they were living in a broken tent and some man told them that they could come with him.

She begged me not to tell anyone, sorry Sammie. Oh her name is Samantha, but people call her Sammie. I suppose it doesn't hurt tell you all this especially since you can't get her kicked out of her hiding place. Which if you hadn't guessed was at the mall. More specifically inside an old Justice store. The same store she used to come to with her mommy and daddy.

We sat there eating our hot dogs on a stick, while Sammie told me this. She always kept a watchful eye out for Mall Security. "Sammie, is your mommy in your hiding place? Should we get her some food so she can eat too?" I asked not exactly sure where this was all going.

"No," she said more angry then sad. "She left me here like..."

I watched as the small girl tried to figure out how long its been. She looked up at me not sure what day it was. "Sweetie its March. Today is Saint Patrick's Day."

Sammie's mouth dropped open, "March!?! My mommy left on Valentine's Day to get me a Valentine's present. That was the last time I saw her."

Tears filled her eyes. "The leprechauns," she began. "The leprechauns were supposed to come today. They always come and make a mess and turn my milk green." the small dirty girl began to cry. "It's because I'm bad. That means Santa won't come too."

Ok now I was completely confused. Not because of the leprechaun thing. I'm a dad I know all about how the leprechauns come at night and leave little golden footprints around and make mischief throughout the house. Yes and they turn the milk green. There is nothing like running out to the store at midnight to find green food coloring so you can use just a drop at the bottom of a milk glass.

What was confusing me was why this child thought she was bad. If you asked me she's the one that gotten to crap stick smacked in her face a over and over. Not to mention HOW THE FUCK DOES A LITTLE GIRL LIKE THIS LIVE ON HER OWN IN A MALL WITHOUT ANYONE KNOWING!

Seriously keep reading I promise this gets good. I'm sorry real life doesn't flow as well as fiction.

Just then Sammie and I noticed two security guards heading our way. There were another two coming from the other direction. Sammie was noticeably scared. Doing my best Arnold Schwarzenegger impression I said, "Come with me if you want to live."

Sammie looked at me as if I was mad. "Come with me," I said again.

The two of us ran from the food court and out to the parking garage. I asked Sammie if she wanted to come with me. I told her that she could come to my house if she wanted. I told her that we have a dog and cat, and my daughter has a bunch of toys if she wanted to play with them.

"You aren't like the others," she said smiling and taking a hold of my hand.

"Others?" I started to ask her what others, when we spotted the guards again. "We'll get back to that," I said pulling the petite girl's arm as we ran.

When we got to my car she smiled. Its cool to know that even a homeless little girl can get excited when you tell her to hope into a yellow sports car. Quickly I helped Sammie into the bucket seat and put her seat belt on her. She giggled as my long hair brush across her arms. I hopped into the driver's seat and told her to hold on as we raced out of the structure. With tinted windows we drove right past the guard's with little Sammie flipping the off as we past.

Like I said before, I live close to the mall so were at my house in no time. I pulled into the garage, I didn't think the neighbors would fair to well with me walking a strange filthy little girl into the house. Before we got out of the car I shut the garage door, then we headed inside.

You would have thought I just brought her into a mansion the way the little girl took in everything. She was amazed to be in a place that wasn't connected to other house, and had more than one or two rooms to it. "You live here by yourself?" She asked.

"No I live here with my wife and daughter, but they are both out of town for the weekend," I said smiling. "You are welcome to hang out with me or I can take you back to the mall when the guards change shifts."

She stood there for a moment looking into the bathroom. I could see her eyeing the tub. "Mister..."

"Corey," I said cutting her off. "My name is Corey."

"Um Mister Corey..." she started again.

I started laughing, "Sammie just call me Corey, ok?"

She nodded. Then began rocking back and forth on her heels.

"Sammie would you like to take a bath?" I asked.

She smiled. I told her she was welcome to. I even went in and started the tub and poured in some of my daughter's bath beads. "I'm not sure what these do, but i know my daughter likes them and says the tingle." I then closed the door and left her to her bath.

A few minutes later I heard Sammie calling for me. She said I could open the door.

Sitting in the bath, clean faced, was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. Her blue eyes sparkled. Her dark hair was went, no longer caked with dirt and grime, and her precious little face had the largest smile I had ever seen. "Thank you Corey," she said as I entered the room. "You are not like the other men."

There was that phrase again. This time I asked Sammie what she meant.

"Most men I meet, just want me to go to their car and suck their cocks, or they take me to the motel next to the mall and fuck me, then leave. No one ever wanted me to come home with them."

To say my mouth was hanging open was an understatement. I was totally thrown for a loop. I mean yeah I had read this story a dozen times or more. I had seen porn where this happened. Well not her age, but you catch my drift. Here I was in my own house and in the opening scene of the greatest porno ever.

I don't know how long I had sat there not saying anything, but before I could get my brain to function again, little Samantha stood up. "Corey will you wash me?"

I came so hard in my pants I think I blacked out. I had heard of guys cumming without touching their cocks, but I thought that was just literary bullshit to tease us or show how intense the imagery was supposed to be. Fuck that shit. It can really happen. I exploded cum all over the inside of my jeans. I mean we aren't talking like a little rope or two. It was a full on gusher. We are talking the Old Faithful of cum shots. There was so much cum it was seeping through the denim and beginning to run down the outside of my jeans. Something that Sammie noticed as well.

"Um Corey," she said pointing at the pool of cum. "Was that because of me?"

I nodded.

Then I heard the greatest thing I had ever heard in my life. A phrase so magical that it sounded like it came from a choirs of angels. Words that were so divine I swear the clouds parted and the sun shown brighter that it had ever before. "Corey will you take off your clothes and get in with me." Although what I heard was, "Corey my love come bathe with me."

Either way I was naked and in the tub before my mind could register what was happening. You know those little angels that sit on your shoulders. The angel and devil. Yeah well mine were both naked and jerking off.

Getting into the tub Sammie took notice that my cock was still hard. She bit her bottom lip and smiled. I'm not a well endowed man. I'm pretty average I suppose. The last time I measured it I was right around 6 inches hard. Now I am cut, and I do remove all the hair from my neck down to my toes, but the look this child was giving me made me feel like my cock was a foot long.

Sammie handed me the wash cloth I had given her to help her clean herself. "Corey please clean me," she asked sounding like a siren luring her prey to their demise.

Stepping closer to me, Sammie's puffy little pubis was right at eye level. Now I had seen naked little girls before. None this close, not even my own daughter. But what I was seeing at that moment was unlike anything I had ever seen. Sammie's little pussy was remarkable. The little pubis mound was puffy and hid all over her inner sex perfectly, leaving just the tiniest glimpse at her little nub of a clitoris. Goose pimples began to form. I wasn't sure if it was from the chill of the water drying on her body, embarrassment from my gaze, ore nervousness from the anticipation of what was to come. Whatever it was, she was perfect. Her beautiful little pussy was the most magnificent thing I had ever seen.

"You can touch it if you want," Sammie said spreading her lips just enough for me to see her pink little labia glistening with moisture.

My first contact with her caused us both to shiver in delight. I slid my fingers up her velvety smooth legs, past her little knees, and up her tone thighs. As I reached her little sex we both sharply inhaled. This was something new for us both. I had never touched a young girl sexually, and despite her being with several men, I would have to find out more about that later, she had never been touched like this.

Her legs began to open wider the closer my fingers slide toward her pussy. We both finally released our breath when I gently touched her slit. Her smooth baby soft little slit. I left my fingers lingering there as I looked up into her wanting eyes. She wanted this, no needed this, as much as I did. Slowly my fingers began to work their way into her tiny folds,gently slipping over her little labia and to her little hole hidden with in her like a buried treasure.

The cutest little moan escaped her as my fingers wiggled against her moistening lips. Tenderly I teased her little clit and puss hole each time I slid my fingers through her dainty little fold. Sammie's little body began to tighten. Her little tummy, with is tiny innie bellybutton, began to show her abs, as her orgasm built. I had read of little girls having an orgasm, but to see it before my eyes was intoxicating.

Her petite little body began to quiver. Little ripples of pleasure run up and down her body, caressing her body and mind. Soft quickening breaths escaped her closed biting lips. Her precious nectar began to flow across my fingers and down my wrist. If time could be bottled, this moment would be one to save.

Neither of us spoke. I turned on the shower, rinsed us both off, and lifted her from the tip. Our eyes were locked on each other as we dried. I then lifted her into my arms and carried her to my bed.

Gently I laid the little girl down, once more taking in the beauty of her naked smooth body. Her breasts were no more than little nipples standing erect from her body, her little arms begging to be embraced, her little slit back to hiding the wonders that awaited me.

Smiling I climbed on to the bed, lightly kissing her petal soft lips, and ever so lightly caressing them with my tongue. Slowly I began to give her butterfly kisses. First the nape of her neck, causing her to make little mewing sounds. Next I worked my way down her chest, making a small heart with my tongue over her rapidly beating one.

Sammie began to purr as my lips brushed over her tiny nipples. Using my lips and tongue I began to tease the first, then the other. Switching every so often from one t o the other I lightly suckled on them, thinking just how perfect they were.

Working my kisses down her stomach and to her petite bellybutton, I softly blew out air across her smooth flesh, once more giving her goose pimples, and causing her to giggle that little giggle only a young girl can make. Sammie's fingers began dancing through my hair ever so softly pushing me toward her hungry maw.

"Please Corey," she softly cooed.

That was all I needed. Lowering myself to her sex, I inhaled. The aroma her little vagina produced was wondrous. It was like being in a field of flowers, on the edge of the sea, while a Michelin Star chief prepared a masterpiece. My mouth watered for more. I needed to taste her as much as she needed to be tasted.

Both she and I nearly had an orgasm as my tongue grazed through her small smooth slit, just barely touching the folds hidden inside. I had to have more. Feverishly I began to lap at her soft pussy, digging my tongue deeper within her. Sammie, being the little minx she was, slid her fingers down, spreading her slit open, causing her flower to bloom. As it opened wider her, Sammie's little button came into view, drawing me to it. Begging me to nurse on it and suckle it into my mouth.

The sound Sammie made when I sucked in her little clit was unlike anything I had ever heard from a little girl, or a woman. It was somewhere between a cry, a erotic moan, and a whisper of pure bliss. I think if there is a heaven Sammie must have found its gates at that very moment. I don't know how long I spent with my tongue within her little vagina, but I know I licked every part of her that my tongue could reach.

After Sammie cried out for the forth or fifth orgasm. She damn near ordered me to put my throbbing cock into her.

Slowly I slid into her. Again feeling something that was so indescribable that I to think I found the gates of heaven, and she was welcoming into them. Without knowing it I had held my breath as I slowly slid inside of her. It wasn't until I was fully inside of her tight love canal that I released my breath.

If I died right at that moment I could have said I had a full life. If I had died in that moment I would have never known what came next.

That sweet little girl laying beneath me became a ravenous sex beast. He fingers dug into my back as she began to pound herself against my cock. Our bodies pushing and pulling against each other. The both of us trying to drive our bodies closer together, deeper into one another. The sound of our smooth bodies slapping against each other filled the room, as the exotic smell of sex wafted through the air.

"Fuck me," she commanded.

And fuck her I did. I lifted her little body into the air as she wrapped herself around me. Standing up she began to bounce up and down on my cock, squeezing it with her vaginal muscles, locking me into her. Sammie began to scream out as an intense orgasm washed through her petite frame, as she continued to milk me.

When I came we fell back to the bed, her on top of me. She didn't stop she continued to fuck me as I shot load after load of steaming hot cum into her cervix.

Fuck, my cock wasn't softening, not that Sammie would have stopped it if was. The little preteen continued to bounce up and down on my cock demanding more. Suddenly she jumped off my lap and rolled over onto all fours. "Fuck my ass Corey," She groaned.

I nearly lost my shit at those words. This was no ordinary little girl. She was an experienced sexual animal, and she knew what she wanted.

Before I had even moved she was lubricating her tiny little asshole with the cum I had just deposited into her puffy little pussy. "Now," She growled!

How could I say no to that?

Leaping up I lined up my dripping cock and slowly began working the tip into her anus. Sammie, however, had something else in mind. She shoved her ass against the head of my cock impaling it into all the way to the hilt. Once more we both screamed out, partly in pain, mostly in ecstasy.

Recovering quickly, I began working my cock in and out of her vice like anal canal. Fuck it was tightest hole I had ever fucked, and my god it was amazing. For someone so young, this little girl knew how to work her ass. Not only was she able to pleasure me, but she was getting as much out of this as I was.

"Oh fuck Corey I'm cumming," Sammie screamed, sending me over the edge, causing me to cum again. Look I'm not young anymore and cumming 3 times in one day, let alone in a couple hours is a new all time record for me.

My both feel to the bed in a tangled pile of sweaty flesh. "My God Sammie where did you learn to do this?" I asked pulling the preteen to me snuggling her close.

"This is why Santa will put me on the naughty list," Sammie said sounding like the little girl from the mall.

"Sweetie if Santa puts you on the naughty list for this, then Santa be damned," said wrapping her into me. "Sammie, what did you mean I'm not like the other. I mean it's obvious that this wasn't your first time, or even fifth or...tenth, but how many men have you had sex with?"

"Does it count if I did it with more than one time?"

Trying to be funny I said, "Let's just start with how many men, we can worry about times later."

She didn't find it funny. Sammy crinkled her nose and rolled her eyes, then said, "Um well... You are, um... 8, no..11."

"You have fucked 11 men?" I asked in amazement. "How old are you? When did you start having sex? You fucked all of them...er us?"

"Well I am nine. It started after my mom left, well that's not true one guy was my moms drug dealer. When she didn't have money for drugs he would fuck me instead. And yes I fucked all of you."

"Holy shit kid."

This was insane. This is what you are supposed to fantasize about, you aren't supposed to have this happen in real life. I mean seriously who sells their kid for drugs. I mean how far gone must you be to do that. No wonder this kid survived buy herself. She's just lucky we live in a fairly safe area and no one stole her or killed her.

"Corey are you ok," Sammie's little voice said breaking through my morality check. "Please don't think I'm bad but I like doing sex, it feels good. I know you think you are a bad man for doing it with me but you aren't. You are the nicest man who I have has sex with. All the others just wanted to cum in me or on me and then leave me. Or they just wanted to see how much they could hurt me doing it. You weren't like that. Well not until I made you fuck me harder.""

She started to giggle when she said that. Then she rolled over kissed me and asked, "Can I stay here with you?"

Now you see my problem. I want this little girl, not just sexually. I mean that's a given, but I want to give her a home. I want her to feel loved and not have to fend for herself.

So how do I convince my wife and daughter to let her stay with us. Furthermore how do I convince Sammie to not tell my wife and daughter that she and I are fucking each other's brains out when they aren't around?

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