Curt Aldrich - Deep Crotch Mother

His slow thrust widened her lips more and more until they seemed stretched to the maximum. Still the fattest part of his prick hadn’t passed through. Anxious that the little girl might draw back, he wrapped his hands around her head and twisted gently as he rammed forward the final fraction of an inch.

His cockhead popped into her hot little mouth, filling it completely, and her eyes widened as she gazed up at him. It was at once the sweetest and most obscene sight he had ever seen, as his long, thick rod stuck into the twelve-year-old girl’s face.

“Ghhhawwwngh… ghawwww… “ she said, and he thought she might be gagging. But then she started to suck on his immense penis as she cradled its underside with her tongue.

He bent, grasped one of her hands, and carried it into his shorts. She blindly explored his balls, then brought them tumbling out.

He began to stroke, slowly and carefully, between her stretched lips, guiding her head forward and back at the same time. Her mouth could accommodate less than an inch of his shaft along with his huge glans. But that provided enough stroking to thrill him to the tips of his toes.

He got very hot very quickly, and he pulled his prick from the child’s face.

“Ooooh, wowwww!” she breathed. “That was wild!”

“Get down! Get down! Stretch out!”

“What are you going to do now, Pastor?” Beth asked.

“I’m going to fuck you!” he said.

“Ooooh, Pastor, nooooh!” she cried. “Your cock’s too big! It’ll huuuurt meeee!”

“Get down!”

Thad was beside himself with lust. If he didn’t have the sweet, young girl he would go berserk.

Frightened but unable to resist him, Beth stretched out as he had demanded, and he dropped between her legs, wrenching them so wide apart that she gasped, then uttered a little cry.

He stared at her babyish cunt.

Without a hair near it, her slit remained snugly shut. Thad pressed his thumbs next to her cunt and stretched the very tight labia open. Their inner sides were a pale, delicate pink. Thad bent closer and stuck out his tongue.

“Ooooh, Pastor, what are you going to do to meee?” Beth asked excitedly.

Then she let out a yelp as he replied by placing his tongue between her immature cuntlips. She whined and cooed pleasurably as he licked up and down her tasty, young slit, causing her hips to bob and her legs to kick, wide apart.

She was beginning to moisten some. Thad detected that. It also seemed to him that her labia was puffing and flaring a bit. He licked the very small mouth of her vagina and knew he would have to go very easy in order to avoid hurting her.

He couldn’t wait a moment longer.

Raising his head, he took a grip on his monstrous rod and moved closer on his knees. He rubbed the spongy head of his cock up and down the girl’s slit, wiggling her labia.

“Ooooh, Pastor… wowww… that feels so funnn-eeeee!”

“It will feel very good,” he husked. “Now just relax. Let me do all the work.”

He began to push his prick against the opening into her childish belly, and he watched her eyes widen, then darken with pain. Her features contorted. She cried out.

Thad kept pushing, feeling not an iota of mercy, commanded only by the mad lust that possessed him. Clutching the upraised thighs of the young girl, as if they comprised a wishbone that he was about to snap, he twisted his great cock forward… finally spreading her childish cunt wide and ramming into it, ripping her hymen in two.

She shrieked.

Thad didn’t let up. He ground his prick deeper into her tightly clasping channel, and his cockhead felt like a huge rock in her belly. She writhed, trying in vain to get away from his brutal impalement, but he only pushed deeper into her until she had at least half his shaft in addition to his huge glans.

He pulled back and commenced pumping while the girl cried and bicycled her legs in his grasp.

“Ooooh, Pastor…nooooh! Oooh, you’re killlll-ing meeee! I don’t want to do it any more!”

Still, he kept fucking the sweet, innocent child, his eyes wild and his black hair falling across his forehead. He bared his teeth and growled like an animal.

Beth felt as if she were being split in two by the cruel thrusts of his massive phallus. She prayed for the torture to end.

Thad stroked faster. His brain turned light as he neared the delirious point of climax. He fucked the twelve-year-old as rapidly as he could make his cock go.

Suddenly his tool twitched inside her, and he felt a magnificent burst of pleasure as his prick spurted in Beth’s tight, young cunt.

“You dirty, lousy son of a bitch!” a woman’s voice cried, and he jerked his head to the side.

Edna stood there, clicking a camera. It belonged to Harvey. Being on vacation, he had been carrying it in the glove compartment of his car. Luckily, it was loaded with fresh film.

Enraged, Thad pulled out of the sobbing little girl and leaped toward Edna. But she was already on the run, holding her skirt up around her middle so that she could take long strides, her rounded buttocks quivering in her silk panties.

When she lunged into Harvey’s car, Thad, his erect penis waving, was just a step behind. She yanked the door as he was about to leap in on top of her. But the door wouldn’t shut.

Thad howled. He fell back, his face a mask of horror, and Edna saw what had happened: She had slammed the door on his cock!

“Oh, my God!” she cried. “I’ve crippled his pecker!”

Harvey gunned the car.

“You should have seen it!” Edna went on. “It was all mangled and bloody. Hell never fuck with that son of a bitch again!”

Harvey gripped the wheel and stared straight ahead.

“Well, I’m not sorry!” Edna continued. “He deserved what he got. And that isn’t all that’s going to happen to him, either! Wait until I turn my picture over to the local cops!

“I told you it’d be worthwhile to watch that house where Marcella moved in. I knew Thad would show up there. And it was a good thing I waited instead of barging right in on them. My idea was to give them a chance to get cozy. I didn’t figure Thad had his eye on Marcella’s little girl all the time. Jesus, that poor kid! Maybe I should have broken the thing up before Thad popped her cherry, but I couldn’t resist the chance to get a good shot.”

While she was rattling on, Harvey hadn’t said a word. He hadn’t even looked at her. He was driving like a maniac, his eyes riveted on the road and his knuckles white as he clutched the steering wheel.

“Well, you can slow down now,” she told him. “Thad’s not about to come after us, in his condition. Hey! What’s wrong with you, anyway?”

“I… I… ooooh, I’m ashamed to tell you!” the little man moaned.

Edna sniffed. She thought she had detected a suspicious odor.

“You didn’t…?” she asked, and her eyes began to twinkle.

“Yes, God damn it!” Harvey groaned. “I shitted my pants!”

Thad went to the local hospital. And from there, he went to jail. His plans to open a church in Jasper Junction were destroyed, and his existing religious empire began to topple.

Marcella didn’t care. She was too concerned for the welfare of her young daughter. Rest and attentive mothering cured the child’s physical hurt, but her psychological wound would take longer to heal.

On top of this problem, Marcella had to think about supporting her family. She had ripped up her roots in Centerville. There was no going back. Since she didn’t have money to travel on, she seemed to be stuck in Jasper Junction.

She discussed this with Edna. The two had become friends.

“There’s an opportunity in this town for an ambitious female,” Edna said, “but I don’t know if I have the business sense to take advantage of it. Hey, you used to run a little business back in Centerville, didn’t you?”