It's been said that confession is good for the soul. However, in confessing acts such as these; one could just as easily say confession is good for the pure enjoyment of vicarious living through my own sins - please enjoy my little tale.

My name is Kyle and I'd like to tell you all a story of my descent into a world of perverse pleasures - how I - a plain-vanilla, professional, married man - discovered fantasies made real, and that carnal pleasures exist all around us, albeit behind closed doors.

I must admit before going much further that I've always been a bit obsessed with younger girls - back in the early days of the internet, the inadvertent browsing to offshore websites with pictures of young girls that I would "mistakenly" click on; those old Japanese "Loli" sites, a feast for the eyes and for the mind - back before those things were so illegal and so risky to do - all those old sites were a constant source of incredible masturbatory sessions. The taboo nature of what was pictured there would turn me on in ways I never thought possible; those little-girl bodies, bald pussies, hint of immature breast. Hard core, soft core - little girls together discovering their bodies, how to please each other; learning how to please a man; little girls sucking, fucking, showing off - all manner of twisted perversions laid bare on the computer screen...

Unfortunately, in these more "enlightened" times; those pursuits now come with too high a legal and personal price; and are locked away in my memory to be cherished, not to be repeated. Since then, I've had to satisfy my cravings in other ways. Fortunately, the upscale beach town where I live is filled with delights to please any fan of young flesh - summers are filled with girls (and boys) of all ages; showing off their pre-teen and teen bodies as much as possible. I don't know how many hours I spent sitting on the beach, sunglasses on, drinking in a thousand little fantasies a day. Little girls in little bikinis alone or in groups; skimpy tops showing off budding breasts, swollen nipples. Bottoms pulled tight enough to show bald, little-girl pussy lips; bottoms loose enough to almost catch a glimpse of the treasures that lay inside. Young girls flirting with each other; holding hands in what may or may not be innocence; light touching, kissing, locked in "just might not be" platonic embraces on their beach towels; moist with sweat, sunscreen; ripe with a promise of pleasures for boys and girls who would be lucky to take them home.

Anyway, this all begins several years ago when I first started dating my wife-to-be Judy. Judy is in her late 20's and teaches middle school (6th and 7th grade) English in the Southern California beach town where we live. She was also very active in extra-curricular activities, after-school tutoring, and the like. Being an attractive, outgoing woman, Judy was also the center of lots of social activities amongst her colleagues - weekend BBQ's, happy hours, etc. As we began dating, I was more than happy to join in these activities. Being in the IT industry, I didn't have much desire or opportunity to hang out socially with a bunch of other software people; and it was a refreshing diversion to hear about their world vs. mine.

My descent into perversion started out ordinarily enough. One of the couples we are close with - Matt and Kyla - were having a weekend bbq at their house on the other side of town. Matt and Kyla are both teachers; Matt teaches middle school, his wife Kyla elementary - and we had become close as they were of similar age, disposition; and we all enjoyed getting together whenever possible.

The event started out as most of them do - a bunch of friends and colleagues getting together, enjoying the Southern California sun, some great food, and more than our fair share of cocktails. As the wine flowed, the stories all the teachers told became a bit more ribald; the things they had caught the kids doing - smoking pot, who was fucking who (both teachers having affairs with each other, and students - who was sexually active, who wasn't, etc.). I must admit, I was getting a bit more turned on than average - picturing what I would do if I was a teacher and I saw some of these things - a little 11 year old girl giving her boyfriend a blowjob under the bleachers, the rumors of more adventurous sexual pursuits - girls hooking up with each other in the locker rooms, at swim practice, threesomes, etc. It was amazing to me that these kids of this age were so more sexually advanced than I had been then. What I wouldn't give to be 11 years old again, and have my pick of those aggressive, sexy pre-teens willing to show how grown up they were! Anyway, as the night progressed, and the party broke up; Judy and I were soon the only ones left with Matt and Kyla. We had all had way too much to drink, and decided we should spend the night instead of risking a drive home.

It's amazing how small decisions can change your life forever!

Soon enough, the ladies decided they needed to sleep (or should I say; pass flat out!) Matt and I were both still in our rhythm - the booze was still flowing, we were talking as drunks normally do - conversations wrapping around each other; subjects changing on a whim. The one thing I still couldn't get out of my head were all those stories of the sex going on at their school - the things the teachers had caught their students doing, the rumors of much more they hadn't. I asked Mike how true those were. Did that shit really happen or was it just wishful thinking on everyone's part?

"Wishful thinking?" Matt replied, "No fucking way! Thank God for the Internet; these little whores learn everything by the time they're eight years old. Kyla's told me some things about her Elementary kids that would blow your mind!"

"Like what?" I asked. He said "Ha - all in good time my friend, all in good time."

"So what about you Mike - have you ever caught the kids doing anything crazy?" - as I noticed he had been a bit silent earlier when everyone was jumping in with their little anecdote to tell.

"You really want to know?" he asked. It was then I realized the atmosphere between the two of us had changed; things felt charged in a strange way. I felt electric - I felt like I was on the cusp of some sort of revelation. "Well sure I want to know - what gives?" I replied - wondering what crazy story he had for me.

"Okay - if you really want to know; I'll show you, but first I need another drink and gotta grab something real quick" he said as he got up and stumbled to the back of the house. Now I was really starting to wonder what the hell was going on. Of course, given my own love for young girls; I was hoping the story would provide some good fantasy material for me for later on. I have to admit, my cock was starting to flush a bit with the thoughts of whatever it was he had to tell me.

A few minutes later, Matt returned to the living room with a fresh cocktail for me and him. He was also cradling his laptop under his arm and said "Move over a bit, this will be better if I show you." He then sat down on the couch next to me, booted up his computer, and inserted a flash drive. The folders being displayed were quite extensive, titled with various names "Erin", "Valerie", "Jesse and Sarah", etc. My cock immediately jumped to attention, as even in my drunken state, I was starting to grasp what was going on.

"Are those students?" I asked.

"You better believe it buddy; here, check these out". As he opened up the folder titled "Erin". The first picture in the set was a cute blonde girl of about 11; dressed in her school uniform - white blouse, tan short shorts. In my estimation, she was perfect! Just a hint of pre-teen breasts pushing the fabric of her blouse out, slight flare to the hips, long flawless legs. This first picture was pretty innocent - just looking at the camera, hands on her hips, pouting a bit trying to make herself look a bit older for the picture. Matt began to page through the next several - each pose became a bit more provocative - Erin leaning over a chair, ass to the camera - what a perfect, just slightly pouty little ass!

"Are you ready for more?" he asked me. "Fuck yes! This is incredible - how did you get these? Did you catch her sexting?" I asked.

"Nope" he said with a shit-eating grin, "I took em". Holy shit! I think my cock grew another three inches at that point; I've never been so hard in my life!.

"You see" he continued "These girls absolutely LOVE older men. They've been looking at the internet for years - seeing all kinds of crazy shit, wondering what it feels like, and boys their age are still so immature they don't even know the girls exist. They're begging - BEGGING - to be seen as sexual creatures. Hell, I've never approached any of these girls; they've always come after me. The tutoring sessions their rich parents pay me for IS tutoring - just not in the way they expect!" "You ready for more?"

"Hell yes! Show me everything!" I was crazy with lust at this point; the fog of the booze, the thought of my friend having access to all these young, nubile creatures; hungry to act out everything they've ever heard of or seen - this was too much to process at once. Without thinking, I realized my hand had dropped to the crotch of my pants, and was rubbing the tip of my hard cock through my jeans - this overwhelming instinct and desire for release - I couldn't believe I was openly pleasuring myself in front of one of my friends!

"I can see you like it - why don't you get a little more comfortable?" Matt said with a sly grin, "I don't mind if you jerk off to Erin - shit I'm horny as hell thinking about the last time I was with her and her little sister - man those girls are insatiable!" He then proceeded to drop his pants, showing off a good-sized cut cock. I could tell he was as turned on as I was, hard as hell - the shine of precum on the deep-red head of his dick. I quickly followed suit, and it was such an incredible relief to openly enjoy this carnal experience - even if it was vicariously through Matt.

"Here", he said, "keep clicking through, the pictures get better!" In a daze, I started rapidly paging through each photo; drinking in the sight of such a vision of little-girl beauty - soon her top came off and I was enraptured by her little swell of breast, puffy pink nipples; one hand pinching one perfect little breast, the other hand down the front of her too-short shorts. Quickly through the series I went; each vision more erotic than the last - the shorts came off, revealing a tiny little girl thong. Her hands dancing all over her pre-teen body, pulling down those barely-there panties. And finally I got to the holy grail - the panties came off and she stood there in all her little girl glory; bare swell of the hips, bare little slit encased by slightly puffy lips. I was in heaven!

"Keep going - now they get really good" Matt said in a hoarse whisper. I was completely focused on the computer screen and didn't notice him shifting next to me - as I paged through, the pictures became more hard core; Erin spreading her legs, spreading her lips, showing off the moist inner folds of her bald little perfection; glistening with obvious arousal. I don't know quite when it happened; but I finally became aware of a hot, wet mouth on my cock - a tounge tickling my piss slit, bathing my head, making light strokes down my shaft. I spared a glance away from the debauched pictures on the screen to look down - it was Matt! I didn't fucking care - I was so aroused, so in need of release, I'd have stuck my dick in anything at that point.

In fact, Matt sucking my cock was getting me hotter by the minute. The thought of doing something so wrong, so fucking twisted; while looking at these pictures of real-life, live debauchery of this little pre-teen; just made me want more. At that point I wanted - no I needed - to wrap my mouth around Matt's manhood. I was drooling at the thought of having a cock in my mouth; trying something I never had before because it was fucking hot as hell, and it was the apex of perversion - looking at naked little girls while enjoying the carnal pleasure of another man - both giving and receiving release while thinking about hairless pussies, budding breasts, wanton young girls mine for the taking. Too fucking much; I reached down, spun Matt up on the couch over me, and had him drive his seven inches straight down my throat. I was in heaven, I was in ecstasy, I was out of my goddamn mind with lust. Matt jackhammering his cock into my mouth, tasting the saltiness of his precum; wanting to give as much pleasure as I was being given. Fighting the urge to gag, smelling the musky scent of his crotch covering my face, knowing this was the start of a whole new world for me.

I don't know how long we stayed like that, I can't believe I didn't cum in the first minute or so. So overcharged I was, I think my pure, lustful desire to keep this up as long as possible kept me from blowing my load immediately. Once we had calmed to a comfortable rhythm; Matt reached over and opened up a video file under the "Erin" folder. "Here, check this one out - she's such a fucking hot little number".

The scene opened up with Matt laying nude at the end of a bed, legs draped over the edge, the camera facing him. Matt was slowly jacking his cock while looking over the camera "Ok, Mr. Murphy, I think it's on - are you ready?" a little girl's voice said, "Yep" replied Matt, "Get your hot ass over here, your teacher's gonna fill you up with cum".

"Yay! I love the feel of your cock up in my pussy; it feels so much better than Mom's vibrator. I love the way your cum makes me all squishy after; I love feeling you drip out of my little girl snatch all afternoon" she said as she walked into view; naked as the day she was born.

"Now get up here and ride me you little slut!" Matt says with mock anger. "Oh, I'm gonna ride you better than any of the other girls Mr. Murphy! You know I fuck better than everyone else in class! Even though I don't have any hair down there yet, I'm the best fucking little girl you've had. Right Mr. Murphy?" she says as she mounts Matt, and slowly eases her bald little cunt down his throbbing rod. The video quality is fantastic; I can see a shine of the girl's arousal all over her bald lips, she's obviously been playing with herself, getting all ready for a grown-up cock to violate her teen snatch. As she eases herself down on Matt, Matt eases his mouth tightly back down on my cock - synchronizing his movements to match hers in the film.

"Ugh, Ugh, Ugh" Erin groans as she starts to piston faster on Matt's rod; I realize I'm making the same noises too. To silence myself I grab Matt's cock, NEEDING it back in my mouth. Sucking his cock, him swallowing mine for all it's worth; keeping a view of this filthy scene playing out, thinking about this same cock I'm sucking being inside all these little girls - it's just too much! I feel the boil low down in my balls and know I'm going to cum - and SOON.

Before I can even think, my cum comes roaring out of me; firing violently into Matt's waiting mouth. I feel him swallowing in response to each surge of my climax; I think this sends him over the edge and before I'm ready; he's gushing into my throat. Salty, slimy, filling up all my senses with raw SEX, pure dirty, perverted lust. I drink it all. I drink his cum, I drink in the perversion of what we've done, I drink in the scene of Erin on the screen, head whipped back in orgasmic bliss, barely-there tittes thrust up to the sky, bald little cunt spasming in orgasmic pleasure - all of this I drink of, and all of this I consume into my soul, let loose the secrets inside; the old websites, the girls on the beach, the cock in my mouth, the little girl on the screen.

And I realize I need more. I want to fuck them, I want them to fuck me. I want to see them together, mouths clamped to hairless slits, giving each other pleasure. I want Matt's cock in my mouth; I want to try more things with him, with his girls, with my girlfriend, with his wife.

And I get to do it. I get to do it all.