Unknown - The willing Usherette

"Your mother? Don't worry about Julia, honey. I've got your mother under control, you don't have to worry about what she'll do or say about us!"

She heard the words, but Betsy still wasn't convinced. She tried to wiggle free of the handsome man's grip while she shook her head. "Please, I'm afraid of you. You're… too big, a man… I couldn't…"

Betsy had no chance to finish her feeble protest.

"You bet your ass I'm a man, baby!" Dave chuckled. He took one of Betsy's hands in his and boldly pressed it against the front of his shorts.

The little girl heard herself sigh and felt her thighs begin to tremble. She could feel the steel and gristle of his lovely prick stir under her palm.

"You're still hung up about your mama, aren't you?" Dave laughed this time. "Come with me. I'll show you how concerned your darling mama is about you and what you're doing!"

They were out the door and heading down the hallway toward her mother's room before Betsy could even think of a protest. Dave made no effort to be quiet or mask their approach to her mother's bedroom door.

Betsy felt a wild, unreasoning surge of excitement burst through her veins and knew that the delicate tissues of her sex were growing hot and filling with the hot blood of excitement as she watched his hand turn the knob and push open the door to her mother's bedroom.

"Look at her! That's your mother," the drunken man whispered in Betsy's ear. "Look at that sloppy cunt and see her for what she really is!"

Betsy shook and trembled. She tried to turn her eyes away from what she saw but nothing, no impulse that she could call forward, could give her the strength to ignore the scene that lay before her.

Mama… Ohhhhh, my God Mama… the naked little girl moaned to herself. Look what he's done to you… ohhhh, look what he's turned you into. Oooohh, Julia, what am I going to do?

Betsy felt as if she was staring deep into her worst nightmare. The trembling little girl stared into her mother's darkened bedroom and settled even deeper into the big man's embrace when her mind digested what she was seeing.

Julia lay sprawled on her rumpled bed. Betsy saw it all at once. No obscene detail escaped her bright, seeking eye. The shaken little girl's mother lay with her smooth, rounded thighs spread wide, her naked body glowed in the light that streamed in through the open door.

From the slow, even way that Julia breathed, Betsy knew that her mother was sleeping. Despite the shock and embarrassment that Betsy felt, the lovely child couldn't tear her gaze away from the lewd sight of her mother as she lay sleeping contentedly while a thin trail of cum oozed out of her red and abused-looking sex and out of the corner of her mouth at the same time!

"Your mother sucks a mean cock," Dave Henry whispered softly in Betsy's ear. "Can you do that? Can you suck on a hard dick until it gives you its hot, slick juice to drink?"

For the first time in her life Betsy hated herself! The lovely child stared at her mother as she lay defiled and covered with the signs of her lewd behavior and realized that she was jealous!

A sudden and shocking truth invaded the little girl's mind and she understood. Fucking wasn't so bad, it was the reason and the feeling that was invoked that could make it bad and nasty. The loving was good, it was something everyone needed. It was the hate and the shame that turned it bad!

Betsy was still caught up in the wonder of her revelation and she made no effort to escape when the big man beside her tightened his grip on her shoulder and turned her away from the door.

"If I pay the bills and take on the responsibility of this house, then I get all the prizes too," the big man whispered in Betsy's ear.

The lovely little brunette knew exactly what he was saying to her and as awful and obscene as it was, she knew that it was the truth!

"If I pay your way, baby, I have the right to use you any way that I want!"

Her tight little love sheath was already squirting thick dribbles of love lube down over the fat, velvet-smooth lips of her baby cunt and Betsy was glad that Dave had bent and picked her up because she was certain that she would have collapsed on the floor if he hadn't.

The door to her bedroom swung open and Dave didn't hesitate as he headed for Betsy's bed. The lovely little girl knew it was wrong. She knew that, but the feel of the man's warm body, and the knowledge that soon she would feel the hot, powerful surge of his erection filling her killed any shame and resistance that might have grown up inside her.

"Jesus but you're lovely." Dave breathed softly as he knelt beside her bed and stared at Betsy's slim, naked body. "I've never seen anyone so pretty…"

Betsy didn't have to answer him, the beautiful little girl felt Dave's lips moving down over her ribs and then to the velvet-smooth planes of her gently rounded belly.

Betsy gasped and dug her heels into the cover of her bed when she felt Dave's wet tongue glide over her belly and then move down to the deliciously sensitive spot where her slim thigh met and joined her body. The twelve-year-old moaned, her fingers dug into the man's thick, curly hair and pulled, dragging his lips closer to her glowing flesh.

"Do you like me, honey? Do I turn you on?" Dave's questions burned and clawed at her but Betsy couldn't make her lips respond and the words of encouragement and agreement were caught deep inside her.

She felt the hard rasp of his beard against her butter-soft inner thighs and whimpered when she felt Mr. Henry's strong tongue slither between the folds of her hairless slit and bathe the firm little knot of her clitoris in his warm saliva.

"Annnggghhh." The naked child sighed as she spread her slender, just-washed thighs wide so that the man could burrow his head even deeper between her thighs and fasten his lips around the small knob of her pleasure button. "Awwwwuugh, yesss! Ohhh, Mr. Henry, you're the bossss, you can have whatever you want!"

She was on the trembling verge of her orgasm when the man pulled his gleaming lips away from the soft flesh of her pussy and his hands gripped her thighs. Betsy moaned unhappily and wiggled her naked body as she was roughly turned over and a thick pillow was shoved beneath her churning belly.

"That's right, baby," Dave Henry moaned as he pulled Betsy up to her hands and knees. "I'm the man! I'm the one who has to pay so I'm the one who takes what he wants!"

The naked child trembled and shook when she felt the handsome man move behind her. He'd paused long enough to shuck off his shorts and now his naked, pulsating prick lay nestled between the saucy, upturned cheeks of her firm little ass.

"Ohhhh," Betsy sighed. The lovely little girl shivered and pulled her naked body into a fetal portion. She could feel the fat knob of Dave Henry's member move up and down the crack of her splayed buttock cheeks. The head of the penis was leaking and the lovely child could feel the path it took as Mr. Henry's love lube cooled and dried on her flesh.

The taut head of the prick hesitated for a split second at the puckered little opening of her anus. Betsy gasped and shuddered when she felt its heated pressure. Then, when the lovely little twelve-year-old was about to moan with fear, the threatening knob moved on and forced its way between the tight folds of her pussy and found its already open mouth.

"Unnnngggg," Betsy moaned softly as she was drawn back to meet the panting man's stiff probe. The pretty little child gasped and wiggled her slim hips, helping the long pole of meat glide over the thick flow of love juice that was squirting out of her and fill the aching void inside her trembling belly. "That feels nice, Mr… Dave. I… love it!"

Dave Henry's strong arms tightened around her and the palms of his big hands closed over the glowing, sensitive buds of Betsy's budding little tits.