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Life Story

Robert drove his battered Ford pick-up down the dry wash and cursed as he hit another chuck-hole. Max, his 100 pound black lab chow mix dog, was thrown into Robert and gave him a look that said “ Hey, dickhead watch your driving.”

“ Ya, I know. This old two track is a bitch, but it cuts five miles off of our route.”

A day in the life

Robert worked as the well-head maintenance man for Cit Com’s oil leases in Idaho and Montana. He would drive nearly 500 miles each day as he made he way across the back roads and trackless hills that were the badlands of the mountainous North West. This work load did not leave much time for a social life, which is probably why his wife had left him six months after he had taken the rout over for his uncle after he got too old for the job.

Well who needed a wife any how? He had the internet and he could find the “special” kinds of sites that offered the sweet young girls, and boys that more and more made him hard. He had found that he was attracted to younger and younger girls. Once he had made peace with his conscious and taken his desirer young children as the way he was wired, he no longer berated himself for these ‘unnatural’ desires. He had a few experiences with real live girls over the years. Most had been a once or twice event with a neighborhood child and on one occasion with a sweet 12 year old babysitter for his sisters kids. However after he had married Becky, and they had moved out west he had not had the opportunity to play.

He was rather in good physical condition for a man his age, 45. The work in the oil fields kept him fit, and he tried to eat right. He was 6’ tall had short salt and pepper black hair. Robert kept a well trimmed beard . His body was firm from the hard work that he did six days a week. He did not smoke, drink, or do any kind of drugs. His only vice was that he enjoyed the use of children, mostly girls but now and then a soft young boy would enter into his nightly web search. He could get hard with either sex and fancied that an ass is an ass. He liked anal and enjoyed his puckered ass fingered, licked, and fisted.

He lived in a rather nice mobile home some 30 miles from the nearest cross road and about 50 miles from the nearest town. He enjoyed the privacy that the isolation provided. The home sat in a wooded lot with a branch of the Snake river winding its way down stream about 100 yards from his front porch. The east face of the Bitterroot mountains were the backyard. There was plenty of wild game, that is why he always kept his Remington .270 rifle in the gun rack in his pick-up. He carried a Smith and Wesson .44 mag with a six inch barrel in case he ran across a rattler or some other vermin at the wells.

The draw that they were bouncing down would take them under the Amtrak rail bridge. The draw had been formed by some long ago earth quake that had reshaped the topography of the land. At the point that the railroad crossed it was a quarter mile wide and about 500 feet deep with jagged red rocks sticking out like the teeth of some Jurassic dinosaur. Wind and water had carved and widened draw until at this point it was a canyon.

The same forces that worked on the land also worked on those made by man. The semiprivate corporation Amtrak had faced budget cuts along with the rest of the government. The maintenance of the nations infrastructure was not what it should have been. The old bridge had not been inspected for four years. During those years rust and rot with overloaded trains had taken its toll.

The Olympic Clipper from Chicago due to arrive in Seattle came roaring out of the east. The twin B290 Diesel engines pulling three sleeper cars, a club car, and a US Mail car had topped 70 miles per hour as they made the down hill run from Warren Peak. They needed that speed to make it up the long pull up Cain’s Back pass some 6000 feet higher that at the unnamed canyon.

Bill Hilton the senior engineer was at the controls of the big Westinghouse diesels. He looked out the left side of the train and saw an old battered black Ford pick-up come bouncing down the draw. He reached up and pulled on the whistle and let out a long blast and waived as the train began to enter the trestle. He saw the driver slow and wave back. He would be the last human that the drive would see.

Robert heard the train thundering over head. He did not like to drive under a rail bridge when a train was overhead for he had once had a piece of the bridgework knocked loose and come very close to braining him as it had crashed down through the roof of his last truck. He pulled the truck up short and watched as the long silver train started onto the bridge. Movement near the bottom of the bridgework caught his eye. He stared at the timbers there, and as if in slow motion the 12x12 timber exploded in a shower of splinters and chucks. It was as if someone had knocked over a domino as more of the timbers and cross members shattered. The front of the train was half way across the bridge when the rails on which it was ridding buckled and twisted to the left. The engine followed the rails and plunged down pulling the rest of the cars along with it.

Dust and smoke billowed up as the entire bridgework cascaded down into the canyon. The cars of the train slammed into one another smashing those in front of them into unrecognizable piles of twisted blackened torn metal. The fuel tanks on the engines ruptured and 6000 gallons of high-test diesel washed over hot metal and erupted into flames. The last car glanced off of the pile of death and destruction and rolled clear of the funeral pyre that the wreck had become. The silver car collided with the saw-toothed boulders and split open.

The sound of the destruction was felt more than heard as the noise reverberated through David’s body. The shrieking of tearing metal and the impact of tons of iron and steel upon the unyielding rock split the evening air. The sounds echoed down the canyon replaying the disaster until they faded away.

“Jesus Christ!” Robert cried as he sat stunned by the terror that he had just witnessed.

He grabbed his hat and scrambled down the rough bank of the draw toward the misshapen mass that had been the Olympic Clipper. He came first to the rear of the club car that had been the last car on the train. The front of that car was telescoped into itself and compacted to a quarter of its original length.

Robert thought that no one could have survived in that part of the car, therefore he climbed over rubble to reach the rear of the smoking car.

He heard weak cries coming from inside. The car was at an odd angle as it was laying nearly on its left side and halfway up a bolder. He pulled himself up into the ruined car. He saw in the tangle of wreckage and seats several bodies.

The first one he came upon was an older man. He was laying across a broken table and had blood trickling out of his ears, nose, and mouth. Robert checked for a pulse but did not find one. He started to move the man’s head to see if he could give him CPR but the head limply twisted in his hands and a grating sound of bone on bone told him that the man’s neck was snapped and that no amount of CPR would help this poor fucker. He left him and worked forward to where the crying was coming from. He saw a petite leg protruding from under an overturned table. Robert lifted a pillow and part of a broken table off of the form below.

It was a young white girl. She seemed to be about three or four years old. She had a cute ivory and blue dress on. She moaned when he carefully lifted her from the tangled mess that had trapped her.

He could see that she had a few nasty burses on her legs and forehead, but he did not see any blood. She did not seem to have any broken bones, and she was conscious.

“ Are you Ok honey?” he asked as he ran his hands over her body looking for injuries and feeling her tiny frame trembled.

“I think so… I want my mommy…I am a scared!” she cried as she looked around the shattered car.

“ I know, honey. I have to get you out of this car before it catches on fire. I will come back and find your mommy.” he said as he held her in his arms and worked is way out of the twisted wreckage. He took her a few yards from the wreck and told her to lay where he had set her on a clear sandy spot. He climbed back into the carnage and looked for more survivors.

He found a young woman in her late twenties. She had the same blond hair that the little girl had and she was wearing a matching dress.

Odds were that this was her mommy. He hoped that it was not for this woman was quite dead. A shard of jagged steel penetrated the wall of the car and pined the woman to the other wall. A pool of her blood had formed at her feet as her heart had pumped her life’s blood out from the severed body. He left her there and searched for more victims. He found three more bodies two men and another child a boy. They were all dead. Robert found an arm severed and lodged in the wreckage but there were no more bodies or parts in the rear of the car.

He went outside and tried to gain access into the front of the car but there was nothing but tangled steel and crushed wood. He made his way to the major site of the wreck but was driven back by the intense heat and smoke. He walked to the other side of the crash and did not find any more bodies nor anyone alive. A large explosion knocked him from his feet. Smoke and flames shot up from the wreck and soon the entire wreck was on fire as it spread to the last car he had taken the child form. He ran back to the child and found that she had passed out. He quickly check her pulse and found that it was strong if a little fast. Robert scooped her up in his arms and jogged back to his truck. He laid her down on the seat of the truck. He looked back at the wreck and saw that all of the cars were now a raging inferno. No one would be taken of that hell storm alive.

He was only about ten miles from his house and twenty from any town. His cell phone would not work out here as he was too far from any tower. He did have a two-way radio in his truck. He knew that when the rails were severed that a signal would be sent down the line to let the railroad know that they had a broken line. They would stop all oncoming traffic until they had discovered what the problem was. He looked down at the little angel that fate had placed in his hands.

A thought crossed his mind. No one would miss one small body, hell it would be nearly impossible to find all the bodies. He could keep her. He could love her and raise her to love and live free like all children should be. He reached down and put his hand under her silky white panties. His fingers found her honeyed slit and he rubbed his finger deep into her clinging tight girl passage. He found her hymen and with a steady pressure penetrated her.

“Well that’s enough for now.” he said to Max as the dog sniffed the girls crotch and whined pawing at her girl slit as he wanted to lick and taste this little bit of flesh also.

“ You will get your turn to old boy. I will enjoy seeing that large dog cock thrusting in and out of her. Let’s get the hell out of here before the rest of the world discovers this tragedy.” he said as he shut the door and drove away from the rising smoke and destruction.

Robert drove the ten miles back to his isolated ranch. The young girl next to him had not yet come around. She had moaned a few times when the old Ford bounced over a chuck hole. Max had licked her face a few times to try to get the child to wake up and play with him.

He pulled into the garage then closed the overhead door. He carried her into his house. Robert laid her on his couch and covered her with her feet elevated in case she was in shock. He went to draw a bath for her. He was looking forward to undressing the little waif and fondling her elfin sexual parts.

He went back into the living room to check on her. She was still out. The girl looked so angelic laying there. He took off her shoes and small white stockings, then he lifted her dress up around her shoulders exposing her tiny pink nipples and her round soft tummy. Her cotton panties had ridden up into her crotch outlining her cutie pussy. He slid his hands under the waistband of her panties and slowly rolled them down off her diminutive hips. Her fat little pussy gleamed in the soft light and looked too inventing to pass up.

He bent down and drew in the sweet musty smell of her snatch. There was just a touch of pinkish blood on her cunt lips from his former forced entry. Pushing her legs open he examined the folds of her girl slit. His thick fingers opened those honeyed folds and found the nub of her clit. It sat poised just above her piss hole and below that was the miniature opening to her girl cavity.

Robert found the tight tiny rosebud of her anus with its dark little puckers that made up the ass hole. He stuck his index finger in his mouth wetting it and then pressed it against the firm ring of her ass. Soon he had the ass ring relaxed and was able to work his digit into the velvet softness that was her inner body. He pushed his finger up and felt the muscles of her vagina. He let a large drop spit fall on her cunt and then using his thumb he entered her there. He could feel his finger up her ass as he rubbed the two digits together.

His cock was throbbing and now fully erect. He let his other hand slide inside of his jeans and stroke it. The tightness of her body was driving him to new levels of desire. He undid his jeans and wiggled out of them. Letting them fall to the floor he kicked them off over his shoes and then striped off his jockey shorts. Robert pulled his fingers out of the girl. He moved his fingers to his mouth and sucked the sticky sweetness that came from each of her holes. He pulled her white and blue dress off and tossed it to the floor. His little princes lay nude and open to him. He put a small pillow under her ass and then knelt down and began to eat out her crotch. Pulling her legs wider he worked his tongue into the clinging slit that was her girl cunt. He began to suck and nip at the tinder soft folds of her pre-teen snatch. He filled her pussy with his saliva lubing her for the coming penetration.

He moved up and placed his hips next to hers so that the head of his cock was pressing against her tiny twat. He had to hold his cock as he thrust it past the tiny lips as it was bending because of the tightness of her cunt. With a pop he was inside of the tiny girl. She was so tight that it hurt his cock. He let it slide deeper in her. Slowly her cunt relaxed as her muscles stretched. He could now pull his cock in and out. He looked down and saw her tummy distend as he cock moved inside of her. Robert could feel the need for his release build. He wanted this first time last so he slowed down and moved his cock in small circles.

She began to moan and push her petite hips up to match his thrusting. He thought that she had come around but she was still semi-concusses. Her eyes were fluttering and her head rolled with each thrust into her body. He lifted her legs up to her shoulders so that he could fully enter her body. His balls were slapping her ass as he rammed her faster and faster. The orgasm was building deep in his balls and he arched to full penetration and let his cum flood her tiny bloody cunt. He pumped out more cum, more than he ever had.

Sweat was running down his face and his breath came in short gasps. He collapsed on top of her letting his cock grow soft inside of her. He lay on her for a few minutes until he had regained his breath, then he pulled out of her and watched his cum and her blood ooze from her cunt. He knelt down and took in the smells of her small body. Pulling her up to him he cleaned her pussy and hungrily lapped up the mung from her body.

Once he had finished he lifted her of the couch and took her into the bathroom. He lowered her into the warm water and washed her. Her long blond hair fanned out around her. The water down between her legs was tinged pink from the trickle of blood that was still coming from her cunt. She let out a low moan and then her eyes fluttered open.

“Where am I? What happened to my mommy?” she cried as she sat up in the tub.

“ You are in my house. Your mommy was hurt very bad in the train wreck. Do you remember the train crash? What is your name?” he asked as he held her in the water.

“ Where is my mommy? I want to see her now!” she sobbed as she clung to him.

“ Your mommy can not see you just yet. She is hurt very badly and it will be awhile until you can see her. I will take care of you. My name is Robert. What is yours? Do you know where your Daddy is?” he asked.

“Amie. Amie Scott. My Daddy went to heaven when I was only two. I am four years old now.” she offered as she looked at him with hurt and confusion in her oh so deep blue eyes.

“ Amie I am glad to meet you. I wish that all of this had not happened but we must make the best of it. Do you hurt anywhere?” he asked as he rubbed her back.

“ My head hurts a little, and my thingie hurts. Why don’t you have any pants on?” she asked as she looked him over.

“Well, I did not want to get my pants wet when I washed you. I will give you some pills that will make you feel better.” he told her.

“ We were taking the train to see my Grand Dad. I was going to stay with Gramps while mommy got a new job.” she stated as she stood up and let Robert dry her off.

“ Well that is good. I will try to get a hold of your Gramps. I will have to wash your dress because I did not find any of your other things. You can wear one of my old tee shirts.” he told her as he got out some vicoden to kill her pain, and it would make her sleepy and he was hungry for an other session of fucking his little bit of happiness.

He thought this time he would explore the wonders of her anal cavity. He smiled at her and carried her to his bedroom and laid her on the bed and then got in next to her and waited for the drugs to do their work. She cuddled next to him and he let his hand cup her ass and squeeze. Soon her eyes fluttered shut and her breathing slowed and she fell asleep. He reached into the nightstand and found a large tube of Ky jelly.

This would be a killer of a night. He though as he lubed up his erection and her tiny ass.

The child moaned when Robert got up off the bed. He looked down at her tiny body and that sweet little ass propped up in the air just waiting for him.

"Shit, the pills are not going to be enough.” he said as he reached under the bed and retrieved his wife’s old med kit. She was a RN and when she moved out she had left it behind. He opened the black case and looked at the rows of small glass vials. He selected one with a blue plastic top and pulled the fat round bottle out. He looked at the some what milky fluid and gave it a shake. The drug cleared somewhat. He took out a hypodermic, a number 6, and drew 5 cc of Panderdrim. The drug would send Amie into a deep sleep and also had the side effect of being a muscle relaxant. This would make his anal work somewhat easier.

He took a cotton swab from a plastic sack and wetted it with alcohol. Robert wiped a spot on her tinder bottom and then gave her the injection. A small dot of red marked the spot of the shot. He put the items back in the med kit then sat on the edge of the bed and watched his little love slave slip deeper into dream land.

Fifteen minuets later he gave her bottom a hard slap. The blow moved the child’s body off the pillow. He saw a pinkish outline of his hand where he had struck her. She did not register the abuse to her ass. She was ready to receive his lust.

He took a rubber covered sheet out from a dresser and covered half the bed. Then he moved Amie on to the covered half and then protected the rest of the bed. This was going to be a messy fun night. He did not want to have to wash all of the bedding therefore he used the protective covering.

He repositioned her body so that here tiny ass was in the air and her legs were spread wide. He knelt behind her and lubed his index finger. Robert used his left hand to open the ass cheeks of the little girl. He rubbed the pinkish red cavity and pushed his finger in pass her ass ring. The cavity was hot and silky soothe like a velvet glove that clung to his probing finger. He could feel a small mass of her shit move around as he reamed her hole.

Withdrawing his digit he found that it was smeared with her child poop. He brought his finger to his nose and took a hit of her ass mung deep into his lungs. The smell was so earthy and nasty that it made his cock so hard that it hurt. He thrust his finger back into her ass and mined for more of her golden brown ass mung. Soon he had her entire ass covered with Ky and shit.

Lifting her ass in the air he gripped her on both sides and shoved his engorged cock deep into her tiny ass. The wide head of his cock pressed in past the distended ass ring and then rammed deeper into her bowel. The hot clinging channel sent waves of pleasure through his groin as he now quickened the speed of his rape. Her body twitched as he rammed himself all the way inside of her ass. His balls were banging against her tiny girl cunt. He could feel the coming orgasm building deep in his balls. He thought of slowing to prolong this wonderful bout of sex however his little friend had taken over the thinking for the moment and he was just along for the ride.

He let out a deep groan as his cock exploded his load far within her body. His thick ropey cum erupted from the head of his dick and mixed with the blood, the shit and the K*y in her ass. He pumped awhile longer until he fell spent on top of the small child. Robert let his cock grow small and soft in her ass while he caught his breath.

He could hear Max outside the bedroom door scratching to get in. The dog began to whine. He could smell the mung and cum inside and he wanted to come and play to. He began to bark and jump at the door.

Robert pulled out of the tight ass and smiling went to the door. He opened the door and let the large black Chow-Lab mix dog in. Max sniffed David’s cock and started to lick the shit smeared organ. His long soft tongue lapped at the shaft as he hungrily cleaned the cock.

“ You like her shit, boy? Yea, I know you do. I do to. She is full of some hot goodness, along with my cum.” he said as he held the dog’s head to his cock for a thorough cleaning.

“Sit!” he ordered.

Max sat and watched as the man went to the bed and took the small one from the bed and moved her so she was laying on her tummy with her small legs dangling off the side of the bed.

Robert went to the night stand and got out the leather pouches that he used to cover Max’s front paws. He often let Max fuck him in the ass and he had found out the hard way that the large dog’s claws could leave some nasty scratches on your torso if they were not covered. When Max saw the leather mittens he knew that he was going to have some sex. He started to whine and his dog cock became erect thrusting out of its black hairy sheath. The long pointed dog dong swelled and the knot the keep him inside a bitch grew to the size of a tennis ball. His balls drew in tight and already he was shooting out the clear fluid of his canine cum.

Robert put the dark leather mittens on the dog and lead him to the small child. He held the dog back as he used his finger to stimulate the girl’s ass to make her bowels move. He could feel her shit moving down the tight confines of her bowel. Max was bumping and thrusting his head at David’s hand wanting the man to get the fuck out of the way and let him at that wonderful smelly bottom.

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