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There's a little girl in my trailer park that always hangs around my trailer in the afternoon. We'll call her Cindy. She has no friends, because the other youngest kid in the park is 16, and because Cindy's tweaker mother won't let her go to school. Cindy is 8. About a month ago, I heard Cindy knocking on my window. She usually goes home after the sun sets, but it was 11 20, and here she was. Don't get me wrong, I'm a great guy. I don't really like kids, but unlike most people in our low income neighborhood, I don't throw beer cans at her and call her the daughter of a whore whenever I see her. I don't play with her, but I've always said hello and never told her to leave. Which is probably why she hung out near me so much. What compelled her to wake me up at midnight was her mother. I don't what she uses, all I know is it requires needles.

Apparently, Cindy's mom went on a bad trip, because she had told Cindy to fuck off, and once I opened my door I could even hear her flipping out from the other side of the park. Being the gentleman I thought I was, I naturally offered to let her sleep on my couch. I shouldn't have done that. I've been single my whole life. I'm in my thirties, a virgin, and have never cum outside of masturbation. I've never had a handy or a blow job, and didn't even watch that much porn. Cindy, despite being well acclimated to profanity by now, was still a relatively innocent girl. She liked dolls and dresses, and wasn't as much of a troublemaker as most children in her shoes would have been. And I told her she could sleep on the couch. It took about five minutes for her to doze off. I was going to go back to sleep, but I didn't.

I stood in my kitchen with a growing erection, staring at this poor girl I was about to rape. My heart was beating faster than I knew it could. This was wrong, but I was going to do it anyway. As I crept over to her, I told myself I would be gentle. I was not. I reached the couch, pulled the dirty sheet off her, and got naked. She had on a pair of overalls and a white shirt with a cat on it. I unbuttoned the overalls, and started to flip her onto her belly, when she woke up. I panicked, and grabbed her ankles and yanked her off the couch. I threw myself on top of her and covered her mouth. I told her relax, it's just me. She asked me what I was doing. I told her I was going to change her clothes, what she was wearing was dirty. She asked me why I was naked and I said my clothes were dirty too. She made something of a whatever groan, and probably just wanted to go back to bed. But I wasn't going to stop. I pulled down her overalls and took her shirt off.

She had some ugly watermelon panties on, red and green stripes with little black ovals. I rolled hr over and pulled them down. I got on my knees above her. She felt me, and perhaps by instinct tried to prop herself up and turn around. I put my weight onto her and covered her mouth with my left hand. It took me a few seconds, but I got the tip into her ass. And then I lost control. I went as hard and fast as I could, and couldn't have lasted more than two minutes. The whole time she made pained grunts, but didn't fight back. I never came so hard in my life. And I had one of those, What Have I Done moments. I knew i was going to prison. It was either that, or kill her and chop her up, and I don't think I'm capable of going that far. But I figured if I'm getting arrested, might as well enjoy it now. I flipped her back over and started molesting her. I shoved my tongue in her mouth, cupped her ass, pinched her nipples, and rubbed the outside of her pussy.

I spent almost three hours touching her, working myself back up. She refused to look at me, and whenever I moved her head to face me she shut her eyes. I didn't care how much she was suffering, I wanted it. I got between her legs and worked myself into her again. I didn't bother holding her mouth shut, I knew she had given up, and I wanted to hear her moan louder, it turned me on. It was maybe ten minutes before i finished. I wanted to put it in her mouth and make her choke on it, but I doubt I would have cum in time to get her cleaned and kicked out before my neighbors woke up and saw me. So I dragged her to my tiny bathroom and took a shower with her. I touched her more while I tried to rinse out the cum. I dried her off, put her shirt, overalls and sandals back on, and brought her back to the front. I grabbed her head and kissed her one more time. I forced her to look into my eyes while I made my empty threat. If you tell anyone what happened, I'm going to burn you and your mom alive, you understand me. She nodded, and I opened the door and pushed her out.

It's been a month now. Her mom hasn't come over. Police haven't show up. I know what I did was sick, but I don't feel bad. In fact, I feel amazing. Not only was that the most physical pleasure I've ever had, but it looks like I just got away with raping a child. Now all I can think is doing it again. Cindy hasn't been hanging around my place since, but I'd bet her mother would love a pro bono babysitter to get that brat out of her hair while she sucks dick for more drugs. I am going to do it again. And I don't feel guilty. I kept her panties.