LILLY WHITE 4 by Regis

Disclaimer: The following is fiction. The content of the story is not representative of the writer’s beliefs, opinions, or attitudes. This story is intended for adult entertainment only. The characters and events depicted in this work are fictional. The author does not condone or promote any unlawful activity such as is depicted in the story. By continuing to read this work you acknowledge that you are an adult who wishes to read works of fantasy and fiction for the purpose only of fantasy. All the characters in this story are adults. They may play different ages for the fictional character that they are depicting but they remain at all times adults.

Feature Writer: Regis

Feature Title: LILLY WHITE 4

Published: 05.04.2024 / Previous Chapter 1 / Previous Chapter 2  /  Previous Chapter 3

Story Codes: Racial Discrimination, Interracial, Scat, Young Ones

Lilly White 4

CHAPTER 4

Candy was incredibly beautiful for a seven-year-old, and the elementary school boys all called her Eye Candy, which pleased her to no end. She liked being admired, and wherever she went, she was almost always the center of attention, just the way she loved it to be. Her mother always kept her hair in long golden curls that cascaded down her cheeks, and over her shoulders, and she always wore a dress.

Children were not permitted to wear makeup in her school, but she carried a small lipstick in her lunchbox, so she could apply the pastel wax to make her lips look more desirable to her older male friends who were twice her age. These were boys old enough to sustain an erection, and were fully capable of fucking, although she remained a virgin.

These boys, who were seniors in junior high, would wait for her on the way home, lead her into the trees on a large vacant lot, and give her a stick of bright red lipstick. Candy would grin, and would spread the wax thickly on her lips, ready for action as one of their favorite cocksuckers, something she prided herself on.

When they pulled out their rigid penises and she sucked them as deep as she could into her throat, she would deposit a red ring around the base of their erections when they thrust them down her throat. While they occupied her mouth and throat, they would ejaculate, depositing their semen into her stomach while she sucked them off. She got to enjoy the taste of fresh cum.

They insisted she put on the fresh red lipstick before each of them face fucked her so that they would all gain the tell-tale ring of wax around their cocks as she took them deep into her throat. The boys would then compare their extended dicks to see whose ring came nearest to his lower tummy and scrotum, signaling the deepest penetration.

Candy was a skilled cocksucker, one of the best in her school, and every afternoon she gained fresh experience with the unusual craft for a girl her age. There were so many boys wanting attention that they recruited two other grade two girls as cocksuckers, bought more lipstick, and had a great time after school in that treed vacant lot.

Face fucking innocent grade two girls became their favorite sport. Nobody needed to get naked for a face fuck. The boys could always get their hands into the panties of younger girls if they needed to. They were learning well and knew from experience that females younger than them could be had.

Any girl they chose could be made to do whatever they wanted them to, regardless of how obscene. When they wanted action, they’d bring a dog to the park, get a couple of grade two girls naked, and train the hound to mount them for some exciting action. The dogs loved it, and so did the boys. After all, wasn’t that what girls were for?

One day a black limo pulled up to the curb as the older boys were getting the grade two girls to apply lipstick. A matronly woman got out and approached them.

“My, don’t these little girls look mature when they wear lipstick? Don’t they look pretty now,” she said, “You know, don’t you, why girls wear lipstick.”

“What’s it to you?” one of the older boys said in a belligerent tone.

“My goodness, aren’t you a stiff little prick!” Mrs. Wayward said, “Why would you want the girls to wear lipstick unless you intend them to put red rings around the base of your silly little cocks!”

“Fuck you, lady!” he shouted.

Ignoring him, she said, “Come, girls, I have a wonderful surprise for you.”

Without hesitation, the girls, to the consternation of the boys, followed her and got into the limo.

“You too, young man,” she said to the boy who had been so vocally obnoxious, “I have an exciting surprise for you, too.”

They all responded as she knew they would, and climbed into the rear of the large vehicle.

Candy had been to the airport before, to pick up her dad when he’d been away on business. She was surprised the limo did not go to the big impressive building with the huge moving carousels where luggage was delivered, and crowds gathered to do whatever people did at the airport, but it took them instead to a much smaller building on the other side of the runway, where there were only two jet airplanes parked, one a lot smaller than the other one.

There were also a couple of expensive new cars parked by the building and a bus. They stopped beside the bus, and when they got out, kids came off the bus too, three of them boys, and some adults. They were moved over to the larger of the two planes, and there was a stairway that hinged down from the side of the plane, right at a door.

Mrs. Wayward instructed them all to get onto the plane, and that made Candy a bit nervous, because, like she found out from others, she and many of them had never flown before. Nice young ladies in uniforms gave them each a big sucker as they got into their seats, and, that was a good thing.

They had to do up their seat belts, and they all looked out the windows as the plane began to move away from the building. Some of the kids, including Candy, screamed when the plane took off, but then they got back to their suckers, and everything went fine. The adults understood the kids were nervous and didn’t give them shit.

There were clouds and some fog when they landed, so they had no idea where they were, but it was nice, with a beautiful big lodge and some outbuildings, and the ocean was quite close, because she could hear the waves crashing onto the beach. There was a big bonfire going near the lodge, and the children were herded over to it.

“I need you all to get out of your clothes,” Mrs. Wayward told them, “Girls and boys. We are all free here, and children never wear any clothes while they are here. Get out of them, and enjoy your new freedom!” The children giggled as they complied, “So that you all realize how free you are, I want your clothes to go into the fire!”

The children, primarily the little girls, squealed with delight as they threw their discarded clothing onto the fire. One little brunette girl whose name was Annette, suddenly erupted into tears as she watched her clothing burst into flame.

“That’s my favorite top, and my favorite jeans!” she squealed.

The child was soon sobbing uncontrollably.

Disturbed by the unusual behavior, Candy shouted, “Shut your yap, you stupid whiner!”

Annette was standing, her legs braced as she leaned forward sobbing. Without warning, Candy’s right foot went back, and then suddenly and violently slammed up between Annette’s legs, giving her bare little cunt a severe smack.

“Holy fuck!” one of the boys exclaimed, and his penis, already halfway up from the naked girls he was seeing, jerked ins seconds to a full firm erection.

The little cocks of the other two boys responded in the same manner. Without hesitation, all three boys grasped their erections and began rapidly pumping on them. They’d never seen a naked girl kick another naked girl in the cunt before.

It was clear that all three of them were accustomed to providing themselves a fist fuck. For boys, their age masturbation was not only recreational but was how they learned about their sexuality. The chance to copulate with a girl was usually far beyond the scope of their sexual activity.

“That was nice of Candy to warm up Annette’s cunt for you, Artie,” Mrs. Wayward observed, “Now that it’s ready, see how red and swollen it’s getting from that swift kick, why don’t you get behind her, push her forward onto her hands and mount the little bitch? She would benefit from a power fuck.”

The three boys, particularly Arnie, were startled at what he was being told to do. This exceeded his most exciting of wet dreams.

“When you push that stiff dick of yours between her legs,” the woman in authority said, “It should slide right into her, although if she’s a virgin, as I suspect she is, it might take a few directed thrusts! You’re good for that, aren’t you, young man? I see you’ve got a nice stiff boner, that should make any lad your age a proud and capable fucker of little girls.”

Her attention and suggestions raised his interest to the level he was ready to act. His hands came to rest on Annette’s shoulders, and he pushed Annette forward so that her hands reached the ground. Moving up, he found her groin at the perfect level and thrust the flared head of his penis into the fold of her perfectly presented vulva.

His entry was blocked by her hymen, as Mrs. Wayward had predicted. Artie grasped her haunches with his hands, squeezing them hard, and thrust his penis forward with a series of heaves that produced sharp screams from Annette. The beautiful seven-year-old child was not enjoying her forced public rape beside the roaring fire, although the children and chaperones watching were.

They were receiving an education on the purpose and satisfaction for males in sexual activity, and learning the important role of females in enforced fornication. Candy’s fingers found the split opening to her cunt, and her finger went in to explore her vestibule and the blockage

The boy beside her placed his hand over hers, and his probing middle finger also entered the opening of her cunt, to explore the available girl meat. Her hand grasped the twelve-year-old boy’s penis, and Candy resumed the pumping he had abandoned, masturbating him as rapidly as he had been doing.

She kept it up as she felt his erection respond to her ministrations, and as it pulsed to be extra firm, she instinctively sped up the rate of her energetic pumping with her small fist, then squealed with delight as he ejaculated his gobs of cum. It flew high, and kept on coming, proving he was a real man.

The boy whose cock Candy was holding was standing close to the bent-over girl his friend was force-fucking, and Candy directed the excited boy’s spouting penis toward her, causing his cum to fly into Annette’s hair. Because her mother had her hair done professionally, she had likely had protein used to shape and hold it, but this was the first time she had taken on a load of male protein directly from a young boy’s cum-spouting penis.

Arnie’s action in the puffy cunt of Annette was approaching fulfillment, and he bellowed and stiffened as his erection rammed deep, his piss slit kissing the little girl’s cervix deep in her womb.
“FUCK. YES! YES! YES!” he shouted as he ejaculated directly into the child’s immature uterus.

Annette had now taken into herself her very first load of cum, but not likely the last. She was now a fucked girl, and liked it!

Mrs. Wayward was pleased to see the other children were masturbating too, an unusual act for little girls their age. Things were progressing well, precisely as she planned. She was preparing this select group of youngsters to complete their brief lives for the pleasure of the people who employed her.

The several pretty and sexy little girls and three older boys she had assembled would be voluntarily performing naked in what would turn into a filthy, decadent, degenerate display of unbridled perverse sexuality, accomplished with the assistance of her associate, the strikingly beautiful and sadistic young woman, Ms. Lilly White.

THE END OF CHAPTER FOUR