Playtime

Ahhh... Another gorgeous summer day. Just like yesterday, Thirty-three above celcius and the sky is clear as a bell, the kind of day that makes a man feel good to be alive.

It's ten am and I begin walking through the old neighborhood like I enjoy doing. When you work nights like I do you need all the sun and vitamin D you can get. Also, it's summer and all the little girls are out of school. So I walk and see what I can find. I make my way to the playground, one of my favorite hangouts despite the unusual number of adults to kids ratio. Today, at least for now, the park is empty. The water is not flowing in the waterpark yet and won't be for a least a couple of hours. No kids but more importantly no adults. Old people ruin everything as far as I'm concerned. I walk onto the hot sand of the playground and begin to anticipate my afternoon with Tara, the Eight year old girl I met yesterday. The thought of her short blonde hair and sexy little body was beginning to drive me wild. I sat down on one of the swings and was about to make plans when I heard a voice from behind a slide. A little girl was playing by herself and talking to h erself, I thought this was cute but stayed on the swing as not to startle her.

When she came out from behind the slide I could see she was a beautiful ten year old, dressed in a black one piece bathing suit that complimented her long black hair. She seemed to ignore me as she climbed on the monkey bars and did some gymnastics moves. Hanging from her knees and doing somersaults. It was actually quite impressive... Until.

"UH-oh," She said, "I'm Stuck." She was caught in the middle of a somersault and just could not follow through. I looked around and nobody else could help her so I decided to rescue the young damsel. I walked up to her and gently put my left hand on the small of her back and lifted her as my right hand guided her knees and thighs through her arms. She landed nicely on her feet and thanked me.

"No problem," I smiled, watching her run to the makeshift zip-line. She grabbed on to the trapeze like thing and pushed off the platform.

"Uh-oh," Again she got stuck in the middle and was now dangling three feet over the sand in the middle of the playground contraption. I walked over and again put my left on the small of her back and pushed her to the end platform. She dropped off and stood on the metal platform and I gave her a playful light spank on the bum.

"Will you push the merry-go-round for me?" She asked with a smile.

"Sure," I smiled and we walked over the round spinning device. She got on and I began to push, it moved slowly at first and as she came around back to me her ass was sticking out. I could not resist the invite so I gave her a light playful spank. Her ass was so cute in that bathing suit, so tight and round. Speaking of round, her she comes again, Spank. She seemed to like it and giggled with each pass. Spank. The merry-go-round moved faster and increased the spanks i could give her. After five spanks, I noticed she turned around and would now be facing me as she stood holding onto the ropes. I went to spank her ass but instead brushed past her pussy, again she giggled. As she went around, she sat down and came around to me with her legs spread wide. I reached into the web of rope and felt as much pussy as I could, despite the speed she was traveling. I grabbed a rope and slowed down the contraption as she came round again and I jumped on to join her. As we both rode around I let my hands explore her ten year-old body, feeling everything i could until we stopped. She was just giggling and squirming.

"I love being tickled," She squealed as I continued to feel and fondle her. I thought this would go on for a while but then I heard the distant sound of a car door slamming.

"Damnit!" I thought, knowing that the stupid waterpark thing was opening, early for some stupid reason.

"Thanks Mister," The little girl smiled as she got up and off the merry-go-round. She ran to the waterpark and began to frolic in the summer heat.

"Well, it's a nice prelude to the fun I'll have with Tara," I thought.

I made my way down the old tree-lined street and saw Tara sitting behind her lemonade stand. She was so cute and innocent, somehow believing that she'd actually sell any lemonade. I approached her and asked her for a glass.

"Hi," She said, pouring the lemonade. "You wanna play inside? It's so hot out here."

"Sure," I smiled.

Tara grabbed the pitchers of lemonade and led me into the house. "Mom's at work and won't be here until late." She explained.

I just watched her, dressed in her loose fitting blue satin soccer shorts and a tight white t-shirt.

"Come on, lets go to the basement." She suggested. I followed.

"This place is weird, I don't know who owned it before us, but wow," She explained. The basement was unfinished but had a variety of obscure devices. A wooden swing hung from a floor joist in the middle of the basement, a steel bar was mounted between two support studs, used once for some gravity boots I guessed and another long wooden beam was mounted about three feet off the floor spanning six feet of wall. I barely had time to look around when I saw little Tara leap up and grab the steel bar. She was now hanging from the bar and her feet were dangling three feet or so above the floor. I stretched out my hands and began to tickle her ribs as she squealed and squirmed in mid-air. The more I tickled her, the higher her legs would rise and allow my hands to tickle and fondle her ass and pussy. She continued to hang and squirm as my fingers lightly tickled and fondled every square inch of her eight-year old body.

"I'm gonna cum!" She cried out.

"That's good," I said with some laughter, "Be a good girl, cum." I kept tickling her and allowed my voice to get higher and more playful, "Cum, Cum..." With a big gasp, Tara Came and flooded her soccer shorts, the wetness was more than visible and more than welcum. I hugged her close as she gripped onto me, hanging on for dear life. Her wetness soaked through my T-shirt and was warm and exciting. We embraced each other and kissed passionately as the orgasmic waves subsided in her young body.

"I think I need to change," She said.

"I like you just the way you are," I joked. We both laughed and I gently put her down. "Come here and try the swing first," I suggested.

"Okay," Tara agreed and sat on the wooden swing. She spread her legs as I pushed her from behind. Looking down I could see her little nipples poking through her tight shirt. She was driving me wild by this point so I gave her one more push then walked over to the laundry pile I noticed in the corner. From the pile I picked up a couple of pairs of Tara's little nylons. I brought them to the swing and faced her. Her hands where holding on tightly to the ropes for the swing and I began tying her wrists to these ropes. She was stuck. Tied to the swing and facing me, I dropped my shorts and briefs and gently pushed my cock in her face. She opened her mouth eagerly and began sucking my cock.

"Good girl," I said quietly as this gorgeous eight year old helplessly gave me a blowjob. I spread her legs as wide as possible and began rubbing her wet pussy. Tara struggled to get her wrists free but could not, all she could do was suck me and get fondled. She came again in furious gush of orgasmic juices, I too spurted in her mouth a load that even surprised me. She swallowed and smiled.