Date: Sun, 28 Jul 2013 10:45:54 +1000
From: Paul Hart <snifty1@gmail.com>
Subject: The Intruder Part 10

The Intruder Part 10


Well, I had only finished off what the two girls had started with their
horseplay I suppose...but that didn't seem to make Katie happy, as I
withdrew my dripping penis from between young Nick's smooth buttocks, she
was silent....Joan looked tolerantly amused, I assume had seen her brother
get fucked before and besides, she had no vested interest, had she? Just
then the bell rang to announce Joan's partner, she was eagerly anticipating
sex I could tell but - no, something else was afoot for instead of picking
her up - he held out a package.  Joan looked at it torn between randiness
and curiosity, curiosity won and carefully she began to unfold the object,
inside the wrapping was a small ornate little box, she hesitated and then
opened it - we all craned forward to see - the ring. A single diamond set
in gold twinkled, it seemed to have been set to assume a low profile, not
to catch on anything....she gasped "But what....?"  "Well darling,
officially we're married aren't we...so I thought we should do
something..starting with this engagement ring?"  She slipped it on to her
finger, tears running down her cheeks, he tilted her chin up and kissed
her, as her arms went round her neck she muttered "Take us home please....I
want to say 'thank you' properly...you know what I mean?"  He did and
grinned from ear to ear, then scooped her up in his arms, and off they
went, Nick trotting behind.

There was a stunned silence after they departed, Katie flounced over and
plonked herself on my lap, face sulky. I kissed her cheek, still no
response and at first I thought it was just jealousy - me fucking little
Nick in front of her but then I began to realise, it went deeper....she was
still living part time at home where her Dad and her brother were very much
an item, could she be feeling left out?  Occasionally she'd remain with me
for a 'sleep over'....was that enough for her?  Probably not I
thought...and then, the sight of Joan's engagement ring - how old was
Katie?  I asked her "I'm just as old as she is!" Came the answer, I asked
her gently to be more precise "Well, I was 11 last month!  See, these are
starting to show aren't they?"  She pulled up her top to demonstrate just
where there might be a swelling beneath each nipple, I bent and sucked on
one gently...silence for a while, then in a softer voice "I love Dad an'
Lesley but it's not the same at home an' Mum says she's never coming
back....she buried her face in my shoulder and quietly began to sob....all
I could say was "Look darling, I'll...make some enquiries, and then I'll
talk to your Dad and...well we'll see what's to be done, OK?"  She sniffled
and looked up "Promise?"  Yes I said "It's a promise".

I spoke with Joan's partner/husband first - he knew all the right people
and had the contacts too.  Without going into detail he hinted that his
marriage to little Joan was probably a one off...some sort of goodwill
gesture by the authorities since no one was really sure of her actual
age..BUT he did undertake to make enquiries on my behalf. A couple of days
later he called round, Joan and Nick in tow and he and I settled down to
talk as the others went outside with Katie.  Now, as far as marriage was
concerned local law stipulated a minimum age of 12, this had been the case
here for hundreds of years.  My heart sank...BUT he went on, with a
father's formal consent and the payment of an agreed bride price, the
minimum age was 9 - it was critical to have Katie's Dad on side....my
friend said the paperwork would present no problem but - I must have that
written consent, his appearance as a witness, and evidence of a
satisfactory bride price having been paid. We both pondered awhile,
meantime the others had slipped back in, Joan to nestle in her husband's
lap - and Katie to settle in mine...Nick busied himself emptying the
magazine rack.  The others duly departed and I gave Katie a summary of what
I'd learned - basically it all depended on her Dad - and what he wanted in
return.  She seemed to perk up a bit particularly at the fact that she'd
been allowed to stay over that night and made no objection to my hand
slipping under her skirt, even parting her legs for me...

Katie's Dad was a reasonable man, in fact he'd already been thinking along
similar lines - he merely sought guarantees for his daughter, so in return
for his consent what he suggested was a form of prenuptial agreement and -
to satisfy the authorites - payment of a nominal fee to himself.  We
discussed the finer details and I undertook to have legal papers
prepared...meanwhile, he was satisfied for Katie to move in with me full
time.  We shook on it.  Meanwhile, Katie had been moping around in a state
of some anxiety, suddenly I hit upon the remedy "Come on sweetheart we're
going shopping...what for?  Well it's a surprise, just come along and see!
But first I need to know something...do you want us to get married?"  Her
eyes sparkled for the first time in days...and she nodded vigorously and we
trotted off hand in hand to the car.  I stopped two doors away from the
store so when we walked past the display she had no idea of the
implications, instead pausing to admire and drool over the jewellery on
display.  Her eyes widened as I drew her inside, even though I had already
briefed the shop's owner his eyes widened at the sight of the exquisite
golden little girl whose hand I held.  "So...ah well...yes...and the
occasion?"  He feigned ignorance. "Our engagement..." I said and Katie
gasped..."Her father has agreed" In this country that was that, no
argument.  Now I nudged the stunned girl..."Katie, we'll need something
that you can wear even when messing around with your friends, something
nice though...and what sort of colour...you're a lovely blond aren't you?"
I prompted. So, my sweetheart and I left the shop with her sporting a low
profile ring altered there and then to fit, the saphires glittered
pleasingly and I guessed what the scene at school would be like.  All the
way home she snuggled as close as possible..."Oh yes darling...your Dad
says...if you want...you can move in here anytime you like..."  We didn't
get any moving done that evening.

Once home, Katie stretched out her arms and pursed her lips playfully
"Kiss, kiss, please...pretty please?  I want to say 'thank you' an' this is
just for starters...if you want more that is..."  I looked at the slender
girl, hips not quite formed and chest still flat, loose blond hair tousled
down to her shoulders, her lips were already full and sensuous...and so
inviting...I reached for the girl and pressed my mouth to hers, as we stood
like that I could feel her crotch rubbing up and down my thigh...I wanted
to do this carefully and slowly so settling on the couch, I began
undressing her, much as one would a fragile and very special parcel.  As
she lay naked from the waist up I took time to suck and fondle her
nipples...and wondered how her breasts would develop, slim and pointed I
suspected...something else to look forward to?  Meanwhile her arousal
showed in the way her nipples jutted, my work there done I helped her
unfasten her skirt...then slip out of her panties, my little darling was
now naked - and looking expectant, suddenly I felt her hand busy at my
zipper and little fingers began to toy with my penis...in response I cupped
her smooth mound, hairless as yet and let a finger dip between its slit,
there, that was the spot and as I teased it Katie bit her lip.  We sat
there playing with each other for quite a while..I noticed that the hand
fondling my penis now had a ring on one finger, she caught my glance and
smiled mischievously...."You know, I like doing this even better now...I've
got your ring...so I'm taking extra care to make you feel nice...an'
sexy....'cause we're going to be doing things aren't we....an' I want lots
this evening....don't care if I'm sore tomorrow...."  I slipped another
finger into her vagina, warm moisture oozed everywhere and I plunged it in
and out playfully..."Yes, that sort of thing....and now, I'm gonna suck you
for a bit...but you aren't allowed to cum!"

Some time later, my balls aching, I carried little Katie up the stairs to
lay the naked girl on our bed "Now, I've got you, see what I've got for
you?"  So saying she raised her pretty legs high, grasping them she spread
them apart...her bald little pussy was on offer, the slit glistening with
moisture - something no one could resist....and I didn't even try to!
"Kiss me first....I want a special kiss, a nice long sexy one...an'
then...we're gonna make love!"  She kept glancing at her engagement ring as
she spoke...oh boy!  Gratefully, I sank into my little fiance's embrace and
our mouths met.