Title:           2013-05-31: Sweetie Belle
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First Edit:      Friday 31st of May 2013 02:30:32 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 31st of May 2013 02:30:32 PM CDT

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2013-05-31
 
>Senior Prom
>The last prom
>Going stag to these things had always ended up pretty well
>He may be getting older, but the girls stayed the same
>Brad noticed that at this prom, however, three girls quite a bit younger than usual were attending
>Why, they couldn't be out of Middle School, he thought to himself
>It was unusual
>Fresh
>New
>Something he could really... Get behind...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jItz-uNjoZA
>It would be a crime not to make their acquaintance
>Oh, he would just stroll on over to them
>Little girls were oh so trusting
>Naive
>Cute
>They make me feel so good
>He could see the looks on their faces as he approached
>A senior talking to kids like them! What a... thrill, it would be for them
>"Hey girls. Aren't you a bit young for prom?"
>The white one jumped up excited
>"We're here with our sisters!"
>"And Rainbow Dash!" one said
>"And no one to dance with? We should fix that," Brad said with a smile
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AjPau5QYtYs
>"Ah'm not sure... We don't you!"
>Brad gives a soft chuckle
>"We can dance if we want to. We can leave your sisters behind... Don't you like dancing?"
>The yellow and orange one look at you with suspicion
>"Ooh! Me! I LOVE dancing!"
>"I knew one of you would come around!" he says with a big, wholesome grin
>He takes her hand and begins guiding her from the group
>"Hey, what about Applebloom and Scootaloo?"
>"Well, you're friends don't dance, and if they don't dance, well, they're no friends of mine," Brad says softly
>She nods and follows
>No hesitation in her step
>So much childlike innocence wrapped up in such a petite little body
>"W-Why are we going out? The dance is over there!"
>"There's a super secret dance for seniors only this way... Unless you don't want to go. You could just wait a few more years..."
>"No! I want to go right now! They'll be so jealous, the looks on their faces when I tell them!"
>"How... Sweet of you..."
>Brad led Sweetie Belle through the dark corridors of the school
>The deeper they went, the more... anxious the little girl became
>Why, she even looked a bit frightened
>But she didn't say a word
>There was an extra special dance waiting for her, so why should she
>My, all these little things just made this so much more... enjoyable
>This was so much more exciting to Brad than picking up freshmen every prom... so much more
>"It's just inside here," he says, pushing one of the doors open, leading into a darkened classroom
>"But it doesn't look like anyone's in there..."
>"We're just a little bit early... We can wait for everyone else"
>She nods her little head and follows Brad into the room, hand in hand
>He closes the door
>With one little twist, it's locked, the sound echoing through the room
>"Do you want to learn a special kind of dance, Sweetie Belle?"
>She started stumbling backwards now
>Why, she almost looked like she would cry
>"Don't be afraid"
>Brad slowly, calmly, walked towards Sweetie Belle
>"Y-You're scaring me!" she yelled
>The little girl turned and ran through the line of desks beside her
>Her little fists pounded against the wall as she met it
>Brad just kept walking, smiling
>"Don't be scared. I thought you wanted to have fun..." he said, the corners of his lips rising and rising into a nice big grin
>She darted her eyes about, and tried to jump over a desk, tripping and falling to the floor
>"Oh, let me help you up," Brad said
>His hands gripped onto her sides as he lifted her off the ground
>"You should be... more careful... A pretty little thing like you," he said as Sweetie struggled in his arms
>Trying to break free
>Pounding against his chest with soft little thumps
>"H-Help!" she screamed
>"Everyone's at the dance! You don't want bother them do you," he said
>He held her, and she screamed and screamed, until she eventually stopped
>They always stopped
>Until the fun began, at least
>Brad threw Sweetie Belle onto a desk, bending her over at the waist
>"What do we have here?"
>Brad gave Sweetie's skirt a little tug, pulling down around her ankles
>Her little body was oh so small, squirming around on that little desk
>"Are you hiding something under here?" Brad asked curiously, tugging at the sides of her underwear
>"P-Please stop..."
>"Where's the fun in that? Seems you've gotta start 'em young if you wanna have fun," he said in a sing-song voice
>With his finger, he gently pulled the clothing down around her small white bottom, and they dropped to the floor
>The little girl tried to run at this point, but Brad's hands clamped onto her body
>It was cute, the way she struggled
>He could even here her begin to sob quietly
>It made him feel so alive
>Pinning her down with one hand against her back, he undid his pants, letting them hit the floor
>He slowly ran himself between her legs as she striggled
>This would be a tight fit
>Maybe too tight, he thought with a grin
>"W-What are you doing?"
>"No one's ever done this to you before, right?" Brad asked politely
>"N-N-No..." she sputtered through tears
>"Ooh... I'm glad to hear that..."
>Brad let his member run along her slit until
>Ah, there it was
>He pushed, slowly sliding his head in
>Sweetie screamed in pain
>"You should be enjoying this..." Brad said as he tenderly ran a hand through her hair
>There was resistance, but Brad has to press on
>Her soft lips squeezed against him as he slid inside further and further
>The girl shrieked, screamed, cried
>He could feel her stretching around him, holding him so tightly as she was stretched pas her limit
>Thrusting slowly, he could feel himself reach the end, a little more than half his length residing inside Sweetie Belle
>"Now for the real fun."
>Brad thrusted powerfully against Sweetie Belle, pulling her towards him with his arms
>He could feel his cock pressing against her as he slid in further, every fraction of an inch a struggle
>The girl let out a bloodcurdling cry
>It sent shivers down his spine
>He bent over her, clamping down onto her shoulders
>Brad's lips hovered beside the girl's ear
>"Not so loud," he whispered gently
>Brad began to pump in and out, letting himself smack against her with each thrust
>Her warm, tight pussy clenched against him
>The resistance it gave was so... arousing
>Brad pulled out, violently pulling Sweetie off the desk and pushing her to her knees
>"Say 'Ah'"
>"N-No," she whimpered
>"P-Please stop," she begged
>"Please," she repeated, over and over, clinging to Brad's leg
>He grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her off
>"Playtime isn't over yet. Now open wide, here comes there train!"
>Sweetie closed her eyes, opening her mouth as tears streamed down her face
>Brad let his cock brush against her lips before letting himself in
>Her little convulsions from the crying caused her to bob ever so slightly on his cock
>It didn't seem she quite knew what to do
>Brad placed a hand behind her head, and pushed
>Hard
>Her hands came up, pushing against his waist ineffectually
>Little, muffled screams vibrated against his cock in an alien, but pleasurable sensation
>Faster, harder, he bobbed her on his cock, the warm wetness slathering his length
>Her tongue writhed in her mouth as she tried to push him out, running against his shaft
>Brad pushed Sweetie more, plunging deeper into her throat
>She gagged, coughed, tears running down her face
>Little fasts batted at him
>The convulsions of her choking body wriggled against his cock
>He let out a deep breath before pulling her back
>She couched heavily, heaving, strings of saliva falling to the floor
>"A-Are w-we done?" Sweetie Belle asked through tears
>Brad shook his head, a little grin on his face
>The girl didn't try to run anymore, looking defeated
>Brad picked her up, turned her around, and threw her against a wall
>He pushed into her, her face mashed against the cold surface
>"I think I have to make one last stop before we can end the ride," Brad said
>He prodded at her anus lightly, at first
>"B-But I poop from there!"
>Brad pressed into her, her rectum pressing tightly against him as Sweetie writhed
>He pushed further, and she screamed
>And boy, did those screams feel good
>Brad plowed into her, letting his full length insert itself inside of her
>Lightly, he caressed her face, wiping away the tears
>Sweetie Belle gave out soft whimpers, but Brad took them as moans, floating smoothly through the air
>He could feel tension rising in his body, his heart racing, and he pulled out
>Pushing Sweetie to the floor, he tensed, feeling orgasm wave over him
>He shot his load onto her hair, shuddering
>"That was... Amazing..."
>Sweetie curled herself up, and Brad picked her up off the floor
>He helped her put her clothes back on, Sweetie crying wordlessly, silently
>"Now don't go telling anyone about our special time here. I'm afraid your friends wouldn't like you very much if you did... It'll be our little secret..."
>She nodded
>"No go find your sister. Let her clean you off."
>Again, she nodded, Brad guiding her to the door
>"Until next time," he said, giving her a big hug