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Experimenting after tennis with my 8 year old friend

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Teenage boy and 8 year old girl experiment alone.
During the summers of my teenage years I helped out with a tennis camp for younger kids in the area. But my 16 year old summer changed why I went.
. The highlight of the camp every year was of course watching all the girls of every age and size. But I always found myself thinking about ally. She was only 8 years old which I felt bad about lusting after her at first but I realized I had no choice she was so adorable. I shadowed her everyday and tried to give her advice pointers. One day, I was teaching her backhands and she was struggling so I stood behind her and held her hands on the racket to give her a better feel of the motion. She was the cutest little girl I’d ever met with blonde hair and a few missing teeth. When I was standing behind her her little head only came up to just above my belly button! She loved all the attention she was getting from me and always asked me for help. Ally was the best.
It was the second to last day of that years camp and I was glad for it to nearly over. Ally was in an exceptionally giddy mood which I expected was normal for girls of her age. At the end of the day, I was waiting with the coach for all the kids to get picked up but Ally was the last one there. Finally after a out 40 minutes I asked her, “Ally, do you know how to get to your house in a car?”
“Of course!”
“Okay well I am going to take you home because I think your Mommy forgot about camp today.”
“Oh really?! Yay!”
“Alright jump in!”
I got in my white BMW and she jumped in the backseat just bouncing with joy.
“Alright sweetie you’re gonna have to tell me where to go.”
“okay!”
Surprisingly she knew exactly the way to get to her house which was only about 10 minutes away. We pull up and both get out of the car. I pop the trunk and she has to lean way over the back of the car to reach her racket in the trunk. As she is leaning over I see she is wearing Disney princess underwear under her white tennis dress! I thought she was a little old for that but I absolutely loved it!
Her house was very nice and big in a prestigious neighborhood. We walk up to the front door and ring the door bell. After a few minutes of no answer, Ally runs around to the backyard and opens the door for me.
“Ally, we need to call your Mommy to see when she will be home. Can I have her number?”
“Yeah it’s right here on refrigerator!”
I call her mom, who says she totally forgot about camp today and said that she was just arriving at the salon and couldn’t get back home for another 3 to 4 hours. She asked me if I would like to babysit for pay until she got home. “Of course!” I said.
“Yayyy! Playdate!” Ally yelled as she found out I was staying. “Let’s watch a movie!”
“Alright what’s your favorite?”
“Hmmmm… Let’s watch Finding Nemo!”
“I love that too!”
We walked into the family room and I turn on the movie. We both flop down on the big sectional couch and watch. I absolutely loved everytime she would let out one of her cute little laughs.
“My dress is kinda dirty I’m gonna go change!”
“Okay I’ll pause the movie.”
I got on my iPhone and started playing games while dreaming about seeing Ally ontop of me. Just then Ally plopped herself down in-between my spread legs. She had put on pink pajama pants and a white tank top shirt. I was so surprised I dropped my phone right under her tiny butt!!
“Oops! Haha!” she giggled
“Haha you scared me!”
My phone was right under her left butt cheek so I tried to reach under while she leaned to the other side but it didn’t work. I boldly and playfully grabbed both of her butt cheeks with my hands and lifted her all the way up and over to the side of me and she laughed and fell over. Her head landed right on the bulge in my loose athletic shorts and she immediately lifted it up with a concerned look on her face.
“it’s okay haha!”
“I’m sorry. Is that… Like… Nevermind”
“What hun?”
“I’ve just never felt a boy in their peepee place like that”
“Oh sweetie. It’s okay.”
“Can…. can I see it? Please?”
My mind was racing “Ally, I don’t know if we can do that because I am a lot older than you.”
“But! I’m the oldest in my class! And my Mommy says I’m getting old! Please oh please oh please!”
“Fine, but you have to promise not to tell anyone ever!”
“Promise!”
I’m sitting on the couch and she is leaning over me with anticipation. “what am I doing” I thought. I pull down my shorts revealing my semi-hard penis and she gasps in excitement. Luckily I shaved this morning so I am all fresh and clean. Without even asking she reaches out and places her hand on the head of my hardening dick.
“It’s all hard!”
“That’s what happens with boys my age honey.”
“Do you wanna see mine?” Well it’s not realt like this but…”
“Ally I don’t know if…”
Again taking the initiative she lifts her little hips off the couch and yanks her pajama pants all the way off her legs and feet and laughingly throws them over the couch. I look down in awe of her pale pink pussy lips and tiny clitoris protruding out. In that instant my penis goes from hard to rock hard.
“Touch it! I touched yours.”
Not wanting to miss an oppurtunity to feel 8 year old virgin pussy I reach out and move my hand back and forth on Ally’s pink clit.
“Wow! Keep doing that!”
“Then you do it to me hun.”
Ally reaches down and grabs hold of my hard cock and starts stroking up and down very slowly. After only 40 seconds of my licked fingers rubbing her virgin clit she let go of me and grabbed my arms and whimpered in pleasure as her tiny body trembled and shook.
“Oooooh my gosh! What just happened?!”
“You just had your first orgasm! That’s what happens when boys and girls make each other feel good.”
“Can you have one?”
“Yeah! Watch.”
I jerked myself off for another minute or so and came inside my hand as Ally watched in amazement.
“Wow! What is that stuff?!”
“This is called cum. It comes out of boys peepee’s after they have an orgasm.”
Again without asking Ally reaches over and dips her pinky in the deep pool of cum in my hand and brings it to her nose. She smells it then licks a tiny bit and grimaces. “It’s salty! And warm!”
Right then I hear the garage door start to open and my heart panics. I quickly wipe my hand with a paper towel toss it in the trash but miss right as the door to the house opens. I panic and jump onto the couch next to Ally who had already covered herself back up. We both look at each other and wink.
Just then Ally’s mother, Cynthia walks in the door and yells hello as we both return her greeting. I try as hard as possible to not look back at the kitchen and the missed paper towel full of my sticky cum. I hear Cynthia putting things away and she yells, “I bet you learned a lot today Ally.”

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The Creators Chapter 9

Authors note: sorry about the long time length between chapters I’ve been getting distracted with school work and anime. As I’ve said before this story contains themes some may not like such as young, incest, mind control and possibly bestiality down the road. Thank you and enjoy. P.S.I know the characters didn’t really show emotion in the last chapter but I did that on purpose because how else are you supposed to act in a room full of mind controlled women I mean its not like your gonna start hitting on them or something cause there already controlled.
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Chapter 9
I sat on the couch awaiting a response from Luca to whether she would live here or not.
“ yes I’ll live here”
“really?! No thinking about it before hand or anything like that?” I said honestly surprised not expecting the answer so quickly.
“no I don’t need more time I already knew this would happen remember so I already had time to think about it.”
“yeah but what about your parents wont they worry about you?”
“no my parents are dead.” she said with such an emotionless tone that it honestly scared me.
“forgive me for asking but what happened to them and are you living with some one?”
Her eyes flashed to an obviously angry look, I swear if looks could kill. Her eyes flashed back to their normal emotionless look. “my father would constantly beat my mother, he would beat her until she passed out from the pain or she just look so pitiful that he didn’t enjoy it anymore. One day m mother couldn’t take it and she stabbed my father to death while he was sleeping, but afterwords my mother couldn’t handle the stress of raising me on her own and took her own life. I don’t live with anybody I live all by myself.”
I stood there for a second listening to her story taking it in “you know you didn’t have to tell me right?”
“ I know but I thought it might help you trust me.”
“I see, well anyways how are you making money to live by yourself?”
“oh that’s easy I always buy the winning lottery tickets”
“ you wha-?”
“i can see the future so I can see what ticket will win and which one will not so I always buy the ticket that wins”
“but your not 18 how do you buy a ticket”
“ originally I had a homeless man buy them for me and then I gave him part of my winnings so now he’s not so homeless anymore but he still helps me buy them and in return I give him my winnings”
I was starting to become less and less surprised every time she opened her mouth because every time she did she would tell me these amazing things.
“so how much money have you made if you don’t mind me asking?”
“not at all I’ve made around 677 million dollars” she said with her never changing strait face”
“677 million!!” I shouted in surprise.
“yes that’s correct”
this conversation went on for a while we discussed her moving arrangements and what room she would be staying in but then we realized all the rooms in the house were already full.
“then we should just by a new house”
“Wha? A new house!”
“yes a new house, there will be even more people coming to live with you in the future so I recommend buying a new house”
“only you could say something like that. By the way are you ever going to tell me what you see for the future?”
“no. I can’t do that telling anybody about the future could change it drastically, but I can show it to you”
“show it to me? How?”
“just like when you learn powers a simple kiss should do the trick”
“sweet does that mean I’m gonna get the ability to see the future?”
“no you can only see the future when your kissing me”
“oh I see.” I felt a little upset at this but I was still raring to go and see the future.
I scooted up close to Luca and we looked at each other she closed her eyes and I followed suit. Our lips pressed together lightly then I remembered that this was actually her first kiss. Suddenly there was a flash! Even though my eyes were closed I could see and it soon became obvious to me that I was seeing the future. I saw buildings collapse with the rubble raining down like meteorites onto unsuspecting citizens, I saw fire everywhere burning parks, schools, houses, shops, but last and not least I saw me standing there with the man who claimed to be my father surrounded by the bodies of my friends in a pile around us.
We pulled apart both gasping for air unable to move out of shock.
“What.. was t-that?” I gasped
“ I don’t know I’ve never seen that before the future has somehow changed!” she said to me in a shocked expression.
“t-that was … me?!”
“we don’t know what that was but you can’t tell anybody what you saw you don’t want the future getting even worse now do you?”
“no I don’t but can it really get worse than that?”
“Trust me it can always can get worse”
just then my phone began to ring, when I checked who was calling it came up as Kara so of course I answered it right away.
“Hello Kara?”
“Hey Alex! How you been doing? Sorry I didn’t show up at school today there was a family event going on, I miss anything?” she said with a cheerfully peppy tone. I could almost hear her bouncing with energy on the other end.
“Oh no your fine you didn’t miss much only real big change is Mrs. Browns died and we got a sub in her place”
“wait seriously?! Thank god! I mean.. that sounded mean didn’t it? Its just I was supposed to have her for 1st period and you knew what people said about her.”
“hey hey no need to explain to me trust me I kinda had the same reaction maybe even stronger because we got a pretty sweet sub”
“oh whats the sub like?”
“uh, well… she’s hot”
“uh huh I see, perv” she tried staying quite to give off a tone of being upset but failed when she began to giggle.
“hey your not one to talk! You practically jumped me that time at the mall haha”
“hey! That was your fault I wouldn’t have been that horny if you didn’t spit on me by accident and besides how come y- you never called for a second go a round?” she said the last part almost inaudibly.
“ w-well I didn’t really know what to say if I were to call you” I said shyly
“ a simply hi would have been nice” she said jokingly trying to change the mood.
“ hi” I said
“hi” she responded back
“… so I was wondering would you like to maybe go see a movie or something? W-with me of course.”
she lightly giggled and responded “I would love to”
“is Saturday all right with you?”
“of course”
“great! I’ll text you with the times”
“Alright see ya soon” she said as she hung up the phone.
The week didn’t go by fast enough during school me and Kara hung out with each other and our group of friends just hanging out like normal friends would nothing else really interesting happened though I continued messing with Mrs. Sharron. Oh! Kara’s reaction when she saw Mrs. Sharron was great I believe her exact words were.
“damn shes hot I swear if I had a dick of my own I would screw the hell out of her!”
Kara’s the kind of person who doesn’t care what people think of her she just acts how she wants shes crude, energetic, and these features just make me like her more and more. Anyways back to the weekend. We planned to meet up at 8:05 for the movie is was some sappy romantic movie that I knew I wouldn’t really care about but probably something Kara would love.
It started snowing just the day before but even so it created a nice few feet of snow our town always began snowing in September. She showed up a few minutes late but I quickly excused it after seeing what she was wearing. Kara wore a white button up shirt with a pink and black striped tie on as well that was tucked into a plaid skirt with a jacket lightly tossed over her shoulders, I swear she could look good in a potato sack.
“Hey sorry I’m late I couldn’t decide what to wear and I just ended up with this on”
“no no your fine and you look beautiful”
she blushed a shade of crimson grabbed my hand pulling me along towards the theater.
“come on lets go Casanova”
I paid for both of our tickets like any good gentleman should and I was right the movie was sappy but it was actually pretty interesting. There were a few sad scenes nothing to much though but when I looked over at Kara she was bawling her eyes out. I saw my chance and stretched my arm around her and rested it on her shoulder. She looked at me for a second and then smiled and said.
“Thanks for being such a great friend I hope we stay friends forever” all said with out breaking her smile.
My mind froze at that moment “did I just get friend zoned?” I thought to myself. The rest of the night went by in a dull slow movement but at the same time it flashed by as well. Her dad picked her up and we went our separate ways. I drove down the road for a few minutes only to pull over at a clearing to vent my frustrations.
I slammed my car door as I stepped out into the cold snow letting out a guttural almost primal growl from deep inside. With out me realizing it the snow around me began to melt. My power surged around me in my rage, I swung my fist at really nothing but I sent shock waves out from each swing carving paths all over the snow. I then smashed my fist into the ground or at least the snow about ankle high sending all the snow around me to burst away.
“AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH GOD DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“she never saw me as nothing more than just a friend damn it. It was only me who wanted more I wanted to be so much more than friends I wanted to go on dates, snuggle up on the couch when at home, give each other light pecks at random moments, and hold on to each other as if we would float away if we let go.” all these thoughts rushed through my head and being a hormonal teenager definitely didn’t help my mood.
“Aww look now he cries like little baby”
I quickly whipped my head towards the voice. To my surprise the voices owner is the white Russian!
“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!?!” I yelled not in the mood to deal with him.
“its not what I want its what you need and right now you need to fight me and you’ll see what it is”
“Cant you see I’m busy so would you kindly go fuck yourself!” I said staring at him in deep anger.
“Aww is the little baby so upset cause he got his heart broke by some whore, that was funniest thing ever “i hope we stay friends forever” he said in mock imitation.
Simply enough to say him calling Kara a whore snapped something in my head, not to even mention the fact that he overheard the conversation itself. In an instant I had my hand wrapped tightly around his throat and continuing to tighten it was safe to say I was trying to break his spine by choking him.
His knee came up and hit me square in the jaw knocking me back causing me to let go. He took advantage of me trying to resettle my self and transformed himself strait away into his real shape. He lunged directly at me digging his fangs straight into the arm I used to block his lunge. In my enraged state I didn’t really care to much about the pain and used my other arm to grab the fur from his head and pulled his fangs out I proceeded to beat him over and over while pulling his fur to make sure he didn’t go running away.
“I’m different from the fight three months ago. one I’ve learned a shit ton more skills and two I’m extremely pissed off, and you know what I’m gonna use my new power for I’m gonna use it to rip your skull out of your ass and then beat you with it.”
“Haha just like I thought your perfect, definitely a fighter” he said in a weak raspy voice.
Suddenly I felt sick to my stomach and fell to my knees. It felt as though I was throw up from every orifice in my body. I fell to my knees the sickness pulsing through me. I looked at my arms barely holding me up in front of me and noticed little black spots growing out of my skin stretching and pulling turning into individual wires from every pore in my body I felt the wires full from my faces as well. I soon realized though that it wasn’t wires that were growing it was hair I didn’t understand why hair was growing from all over but before I could even put much thought into it I felt an intense burning in my hands as my fingernails elongated, stretching further and further from their original length until they resemble claws.
“W-whats happening to me what did you do!?”
“Nothing bad boy in fact in your case I say it very good situation”
“Good? how is this good? Whatever this is at least?
“You still haven’t realized it yet boy? I’ve turned you into a werewolf of course one of the best fighters you could ask for”
“Why?”
“Ah where to begin” he morphed himself back to his human form and began scratching at his chin.
“we’ll for starters I was kicked out of my organization for failing to kill you and now there chasing after me so that they may terminate their contract”
“B-but why would that cause you to do this to me?”
“Boy don’t you get it terminating my contract means their going to kill me and Nikolai isn’t ready to die just yet. But then it hit me The boy! You of course if I could teach you how to fight then maybe just maybe I could have a chance at living but I needed a sign of trust so I thought what would a creator be looking for and of course new powers, and so here we are my powers now source through your vains and it also comes with an added side affect to.”
“side affect?”
“Its called alpha wolf since I created you or should I say made you into a werewolf you are now unable to kill me hahaha”
“you son of a bitch what makes you think I want you to train me?”
“Trust me boy when the time comes you’ll thank me for the training. Now then lets shut that off for now at least” he snapped his fingers and suddenly all the fur and my nails recede back into their original shape.
I get back on my feet and begin to walk away to my car.
“Boy where are you going?”
“fuck you! I’m going home that’s where and by the way I don’t need your damn training so fuck off”
“Boy three days from now at 5 I’ll be waiting here again I know by then you’ll have some incentive to ask for my help”
“whatever” I walked away to my car placing his warning far from my thoughts. On the drive home my brain was a scramble of thoughts focusing on all the events around me but the main thought was my emotions how did they get so out of hand? I was never a person to get so angry so quickly I thought about this a lot on the drive home.

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