Playground Fun

Julia played on the monkey bars while her mother rested on a park bench, reading a book.

She wasn't reading, Julia knew. She was sleeping. Her mother was hung-over. Pretty little five year old Julia didn't know what that was, really, but she knew what it meant.

It meant Mommy's head hurt, and it meant Julia couldn't talk to her or bother her.

Julia's mother brought her to the park because it was relatively safe for the girl to play unsupervised. There was a high chain link fence around it with only one gate, and Julia's mom, Angela, snored gently on the bench near the gate.

But there really were two gates. Neither Julia nor Angela was aware of it, but where the fence disappeared into the wooded area abutting the playground, there was an unused gate.

Julia looked up when she heard the gate squeak, and saw three men emerge from the woods. They were older men, like her grampa's age. Two of them were tall, and one was shorter. They all looked neat and clean, and Julia smiled at them and waved when they did the same to her.

The little brunette turned to look at her mommy, but Angela snoozed away, unaware of the presence of the men. There were no other kids or adults on the playground, as it wasn't very well used.

Julia watched the men, but they stopped a good distance away and sat on two benches that were next to each other, two on one, and one on the other. The men spoke in quiet voices, glancing and smiling at Julia, but not addressing her . They looked around often, especially at Angela.

Julia resumed climbing the monkey bars, and soon noticed that she had the men's full attention. She liked that.

Julia was an only child of a single mother, and got very little one - on -one attention. Her mommy went out at night a lot, leaving the child alone after being put to bed. She smiled at the men and climbed the bars.

She liked to do tricks, like swinging from both hands and hanging from her hands and feet. The men watched carefully. Two of them took out phones and started taking pictures of the little girl.

Julia wore a pink, checked dress that was a little bit short, and a pair of clean white pantie, as well as pink socks and sneakers with flashing lights on the soles.

Julia noticed the men took a lot of photos when she had her rear end and feet aimed at them, and whenever her dress rode up to show off her legs. So the little girl pulled up her dress to show the men more of her legs, and even turned around so they could almost see her butt, with the soft white panties stretched tightly across the round cheeks.

Julia felt a thrill in her belly, knowing that the men liked the way she looked.

But after a while, the men started losing interest. They put their phones away and started talking to each other, as if they were getting ready to leave. Julia didn't want that. Julia was paying attention to the men more than to what she was doing, and she slipped on the top bar. Fortunately, her knees hooked around the bar as she fell, and she hung upside down for a few seconds, with her dress hanging down and showing off her whole front, up to her armpits.

She heard footsteps as she struggled to reach the bar above her, and felt strong hands on her back and shoulders, pushing her up and helping her. One of the hands touched her butt through her dress.

Julia sat on the top of the bar and looked at the three men, who had come to help her. Two were standing nearby, smiling. The third stood a little distance away, with his phone pointed at her. She realized he must have taken pictures of her hanging upside down, and felt a thrill in her tummy.

"You okay there, Beautiful?" one of the men asked. Julia dimpled at being called beautiful.

"Uh - huh!" she answered, "Thank you."

"Oh, our pleasure, Sweetie!" said the other man, "My name's John. This is Sal and Harry." He finished, introducing the others

"Hi," Julia said shyly.

"Say, we noticed you playing," Sal said. He was one of the tall ones, thin, with thick white hair and a wide, friendly face, "You sure are awful pretty!" he grinned, and Julia saw big, white teeth.

"That's for sure!" said Harry, the one with the phone aimed at her, "Smile!" he added, holding up his phone. Julia did, and Harry snapped a couple of pictures.

"We really liked it when you were upside down," John told her.

"Really?" Julia asked, "Why?"

"'Cause we got to see your pretty legs and body," Harry said. "You have the prettiest skin ever!" he smiled at her. She liked his smile. He was the shorter one, a little heavier than Sal, with wiry hair that was a mix of brown and white.

Julia blushed and looked down at her feet, where they swung underneath her as she sat on the bar.

"We'd love to take even more pictures," John said. Julia looked at him and smiled.

"You would?" she asked eagerly. The thrill was back in her tummy, thinking about the attention the men had given her.

"Of course!" John replied, "Look at you! Look how pretty you are!"

"You think so?" Julia asked shyly.

"Would we lie to you?" Sal asked, grinning. The other two men laughed, and Julia joined them, though she didn't really understand why.

"Say," John said, as if just thinking of something, "Have you ever been a model?" he smiled at her.

"A model?" Julia asked, unsure what he meant.

"Yeah, you know. Like in a magazine. You know the pictures you see of pretty girls in magazines?"

Julia had seen magazines at the convenience store, and had seen a bunch with pictures of women on them. Most of the magazines in the convenience store showed naked women, though the shelves were too big for Julia to reach. And the magazines were in plastic bags.

So Julia nodded her understanding.

"How'd you like to take some magazine pictures?" John asked.

"Like with my clothes off?" Julia asked, thinking of the magazines she'd seen in the store.

"Uh -" John said, looking at his friends with his mouth open and his eyes wide.

"Uh, sure! We could take those pictures!"

Sal and Harry were grinning.

"I don't know," Julia said, looking over at her mother. The men followed her gaze, and saw the woman still passed out on the bench. Her skirt had ridden up to expose most of one long, pale thigh.

"We'll pay you!" Harry added.

"Really?' Julia brightened, "How much?"

"Five dollars!" Sal said, grinning.

"Wow, really?" Julia said, her eyes wide. Five whole dollars? That was a fortune!

"Okay!" she said, and dropped to the ground, three feet under where she had sat.

She started to lift her dress off over her head, but John stopped her.

"No, no!" he said, putting his hands on hers, "Let's go over there, okay?" He pointed to the gate through which the men had come.

"Oh, okay," Julia said, and let John take her hand and lead her to the woods.

- - - -

"John" led the girl through the gate, his heart pounding. There were butterflies in his stomach. He glanced repeatedly over his shoulder to check that the little girl's mother was still asleep - or passed out, by the look of her.

Harry and Sal followed, their bodies blocking the view of any passersby. Both of "John's" compatriots had idiot grins on their faces.

The men hadn't told the little girl their real names, of course, but they made an effort to think of themselves and each other by their aliases, so they didn't slip and let their real names out.

John led Julia to a spot in the little wooded area free of trees, and turned to look at her as Harry and Sal gathered around.

"Okay," John said , crouching in front of the little girl to look her in the eye, "Now you can take your dress off, Sweetie,"

Julia looked around at them, and the men all put on friendly smiles, hiding their nervous anticipation.

The trio hadn't expected anything like this. They often strolled through the woods and peered at the playground to snap pictures of the children surreptitiously. They would then put the photos on discs to enjoy at their leisure, masturbating to images of young children at play.

But having seen this pretty little angel all alone, with no one but her alcoholic mother nearby, they had ventured from cover to take pictures closer up.

Now they were actually going to get photos of a naked child.

A beautiful naked child.

The little girl pulled her dress off over her head, and all three of the men stood staring, their phones forgotten in hands or pockets.

Julia was so beautiful. So sexy. Her creamy skin looked white in the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves. Her dark brown hair was streaked with reddish highlights, falling in swirls around her face and neck to her shoulder blades.

The five year old's tiny pink nipples hardened in the cooler, shaded breeze, and her belly stuck out a little in that way little kids' stomachs do.

Her legs were short, but shapely for her age, with knobby knees and a bandaid on one shin.

"Wow," John breathed, "you're amazing, Julia." The child smiled at him nervously.

"Aren't you gonna take a picture?" she asked, clearly wanting the men to adore her by photographing her.

"Absolutely!" Harry said, pointing his phone at the nearly naked child and snapping photos.

The other two followed, and the three walked around the little girl in a slow circle, taking photos from all angles as she tried to twist her body around to follow their progress.

"Wow, that was great!" John said. He had become the unofficial spokesman for the group.

"Hey, how'd you like to take off your panties, too, Beautiful?"

Julia looked at him for a couple of seconds and shrugged, pushing her underwear off and stepping out of them, now dressed only in her pink socks and flashy sneakers.

"Holy fuck!" Sal breathed. The other two started snapping pictures of little Julia immediately, crouching down to take close-ups of her puffy pussy mound where it pouted between her pale thighs.

Her vulva looked like a white, smooth peach, her slit a shallow line between the fat labia.

"Hey, Honey," John said sweetly to the naked five year old, 'How about sitting down so we can get some different pictures?"

The little girl looked around her feet at the dry, leaf-strewn ground.

"Here?" she said doubtfully, "It's all dirty!"

"That's okay, Sweetie," volunteered Harry, "I'll take care of that!" the stocky man offered. He unbuttoned his colorful, short sleeved shirt and laid I on the ground, spreading it out like a blanket. The little girl looked at his hairy chest and smiled, then looked at her own bare, soft chest.

"You have hair on your chest!" she exclaimed pointing. Her dimples had returned as she broke into a pleased grin.

"We all do!" said Harry, "Show her, Boys!" Sal and John followed their friend's lead, placing their shirts on the ground next to his so Julia could sit down. She giggled when the men started taking her picture again, with their shirts off.

"Lean back on your arms, Baby!" John suggested. Julia sat back, and her knees fell apart with her feet in front of her. The men all stood before her to snap photos of her plump pussy lips as they gaped open a little.

"Move your feet farther apart, Gorgeous," Harry said, and Julia spread her legs further. After a few more pictures, Sal spoke up.

"Turn around on your hands and knees, Honey!" he requested. The little girl complied, with her butt facing the men.

She waited, but didn't hear them doing anything, so she looked over her shoulder to see the three of them staring silently at her butt.

The three men were awestruck, seeing the little girl's little pink anus, peeking from between the pale globes of her round butt cheeks. Between her thighs, her pussy lips bulged, her dark pink interior barely glimpsed between them.

All three men shifted uncomfortably as they moved, trying to make room in their pants for their growing erections.

"What are you doing?" the child asked innocently. She turned around and leaned back on her heels, pointing at John's crotch.

The tall man snapped a few pictures of the child in this new position before answering.

"Well, uh," he began, 'I'm making room."

"For what?" Julia asked innocently.

In answer, John lowered his fly, looking around nervously to make sure no one was observing.

Luckily, they were alone and secluded.

He pushed his pants down to his knees, along with his boxers, displaying his hard erection, which hung down over his wrinkled balls.

"Wow!" the little girl exclaimed, rising to a straight kneeling position, "What is that?"

John realized the child had never seen a penis before.

"It's my cock!" he told her. He squeezed, and the hard organ bobbed in front of him. Julia smiled and looked at his face.

"Your what?" she said.

"Cock," John repeated, taking a step toward the child, "My cock,"

Julia tipped her head from side to side for a more complete look at the strange object.

"Where'd it come from?" she asked.

"I was born with it," John explained, "Men have cocks and girls have pussies,"

"Pussies?" the child asked.

"You may call it your vagina," John said," but grown-ups call it a pussy; or a cunt, but that's not as nice a word." He doubted any of this was getting through to the child, but he didn't care. He wanted something else.

"You wanna touch it?" He saw the other two looking at him, expectantly. Julia stared at his cock for a few seconds with her head tilted sexily to the side. Her eyes were big and brown, and curious. John waited breathlessly for little Julia to make the next move.

She stood slowly and took two steps toward John. The child reached up slowly and touched her fingertips to the top of his cock., pulling them back when it lurched at her touch.

She looked up at the tall older man, and he smiled reassuringly.

"He jumped because he liked it," he assured her. She looked back at the vein-covered shaft. It was right at her eye level.

"He?' she asked.

"I'm a 'he', and my cock's attached to me, so he's a 'he'." The man explained reasonably.

Julia reached up again and rubbed the surface of his cock, feeling the texture with her fingertips

"What's it for?" she asked softly.

"A couple of things" John said in a choked voice. The feel of this little angel's warm, soft fingers on his cock was incredible. "I pee with it, and it's used for making babies,"

"Babies?" Julia asked, looking up at him with her big brown eyes, her fingertips resting on his cock.

"Yeah," John said "I can explain it to you some time, but it's kinda complicated." The little girl looked back down at her new toy.

"Take it in your hand, Baby," John said gently. He watched as Julia opened her hand and lifted his hard pole in her small fist.

"Oh, Baby!" he moaned, "That feels so good! Pull it back and forth." Julia followed his instructions. John groaned as the little girl masturbated him unwittingly.

John talked to her to keep her there, to keep her stroking his leaking cock. A thin line of clear fluid ran from his piss hole onto the little girl's wrist.

"It's okay, Honey," John gasped, "It's not pee."

"What is it?" Julia asked, loosening her grip to look at the clear slime.

"Don't stop!" John cried, making the little girl jump.

He smiled down at her.

"Almost done, Baby," he explained, "Just keep pulling on it a little more and you'll see what that clear stuff means!" He winked at the child, and she resumed jerking him off, slowly and clumsily.

Her technique - or lack of it - was irrelevant, however. What mattered was her age, and look, and the circumstances.

John panted toward his orgasm, looking down at the small child.

"Get ready, Honey!" he gasped. He could see Harry and Sal taking pictures. It looked like Sal had switched to video. He grinned at them and closed his eyes.

"White stuff's gonna cum out of my cock, Baby!" he gasped, "But don't worry. There isn't much, and it'll be over quick. It won't hurt you.

"Oh, God!" John groaned. His cock lurched in the child's hand, and spit a glob of white goo onto her wrist. She stopped to watch.

"Don't stop, Honey!" John barked, and she jerked his cock faster, watching as spurt after creamy spurt erupted from John's red cock head.

Most of the warm slime landed on the bare ground beneath her, but several strings of semen ran down her forearm.

Julia had a look of curious disgust on her pretty face. She released John's leaking cock and held her arm up to her face to examine the fluid oozing down toward her elbow.

- - - - -

"Ewww!" Julia said, wrinkling her little button nose, "What is it?"

"It's cum, Sweetie," John explained, pulling up his pants, "It makes babies!"

"Really?" Julia replied, looking around on the ground where the sperm had spilled, expecting new-born infants to sprout from the leaves.

"Not always!" John said, laughing, "And not now. Inside a lady!"

"How does it get inside?" she asked.

"Through there!" John explained, pointing at the child's crotch, "Through her pussy!"

The pretty, naked little girl stood with her feet apart, and bent forward trying to peer between her own legs.

"But it's not big enough!" she asserted. No way would John's cock fit in her hole.

"Oh, you'd be surprised!" John said, smiling, "But girls your age are pretty small. They usually do other things with cocks than put them in their pussies."

"Like what?" Julia asked.

"Like what you just did!" John answered, "They play with them with their hands or they suck cocks until they make cum."

"Suck it?" the child asked, looking at the three men dubiously, "Really?"

"Sure!" Harry chimed in. He loosened his pants and slid them down, exposing his own hard cock. It bobbed in front of him, sticking out at an angle. Julia stepped up to it, staring curiously.

Harry's cock was wider than John's, and flatter on top. Shorter and thicker, like the man himself. Julia looked at it, then up at him, and Harry nodded at her

She lifted his cock and looked at it, as if peering inside the hole at the end. Like John's, it was warm, and the skin was soft, though the shaft was hard on the inside.

"You pee with it?" she asked cautiously, half expecting pee to squirt from the hole at any minute.

"Only when I want to," Harry said, smiling, "It's safe."

Julia looked at Harry's cock in her hand and opened her mouth, leaning forward to let the bulbous head slide over her tongue and into her hot, wet mouth. Harry moaned when the child's pink lips closed around his shaft.

Julia felt the soft warm skin on her tongue and lips. There was little taste, so she let her tongue press against the thick rod.

"Watch your teeth, Baby," he said, "Rub your tongue on the bottom and go back and forth."

The child followed his instructions, bobbing her head forward and back, and using her tongue as best she could. Harry's cock was big in her mouth. Julia's hand was still wrapped around the man's rod, so she pulled back and forth while she sucked, like she had with John.

The child was oblivious to the other men, taking video and still pictures of her first blow job.

Julia liked the feel of the warm cock in her mouth. She closed her eyes and pushed forward, taking a couple of inches of the hard cock farther inside. When she felt Harry's hand on her head, it was comforting. She felt cared for, as the man guided her head back and forth gently.

She wondered how long it would take for the cum to squirt out, and waited for Harry's warning to take the cock out of her mouth before it spurted.

"Ahhh!" she heard Harry moan, "Yeah. I'm gonna cum, Sweetie!" he told her.

"I'm gonna cum in your sweet mouth!"

Julia's eyes flew open, and she tried to pull away from the cock in her mouth.

"It's oaky, Baby!" Harry promised urgently, "It won't hurt you. You'll like it. I promise!"

Julia calmed down and let him push his cock into her mouth more urgently. He held her head in both hands now, using her mouth for the last few seconds before he came.

Julia didn't mind. It didn't hurt.

Then she felt a warm flood on her tongue, as Harry's cock spit goo in her mouth. There were several pulses, and the fluid pooled on her tongue, spread back and forth by the moving shaft drooling in her mouth.

There wasn't too much, so she didn't choke, and she couldn't taste it very much. But she smelled it inside her nose. It smelled like the stuff her mommy cleaned the bathroom with, when she cleaned it, which wasn't often.

Harry gasped and stepped away, letting his fat cock head slip from Julia's slick lips. She swallowed absentmindedly, gagging a little on the warm clot of semen.

Harry had said she would like it. She wasn't sure that he was right, but it wasn't as bad as cough medicine, so that was good.

Harry zipped his pants up and both men turned to Sal, who was now naked except for his shoes. Julia turned to him, wondering if he wanted her to play with his cock with her hand or suck on it.

Instead, the tall man knelt on the shirts, his long cock sticking up from under his stomach. It was longer than John's. Julia stared at it.

"Come here, Baby," Sal said gently, opening his arms in invitation. Julia stepped between his knees, and he put his hands on her waist, drawing her in for a hug. The little girl put her short arms around Sal's neck and hugged him back, feeling the heat of his hard cock against her thighs.

"Turn around and sit on my lap, Sweetie," Sal said, smiling. Julia let him guide her gently, and he pulled back on her hips to settle her on his legs with her back to him. She opened her legs a little, and his long, hard cock slid between them, tickling the sensitive skin on the insides of her thighs.

Julia felt the thick hair on his cock against her soft butt cheeks, and the pressure of his warm shaft on her pussy lips. She looked down and saw his cock, looking huge, sticking up between her pale thighs.

She smiled and turned to look at Sal over her shoulder.

"Look!" she exclaimed delightedly, "I have a cock too!"

The men all laughed with her, snapping pictures and grinning.

Sal wrapped one long arm around Julia's waist. She snuggled against his hairy chest as he pushed up with his hips, sliding his long cock between her legs. Julia reached down and took the end of his cock in her fist. She watched closely, seeing something different about Sal's cock.

"What's wrong with your cock?" she asked, "I can't always see the end part!"

Sal was uncircumcised, unlike Harry and John. The child saw his foreskin covering and uncovering Sal's cock head as he pumped his hips up and down.

"Nothing's wrong with it, Honey," he assured the child, "There are all different kinds, that's all."

Temporarily satisfied with this explanation, Julia focused on the interesting penis in her small hand. Sal's cock leaked more clear stuff than John's had, and her hand was closer to the end, so she had a slick layer of slime between her hand and his cock. It helped her fist slide up and down on it.

She also noticed that the man's cock was rubbing her between her legs. It felt really good. When she pulled back on Sal's cock a little, it pressed harder on her pussy, and it teased a spot at the top of her tight slit.

She liked that a lot.

"Feel good, Baby?" Sal breathed She felt his warm breath on the top of her head and nodded.

"Mmmmmm, me too." He said. Julia felt his hand slide up her chest. His gentle fingers played with her nipple. Julia liked that, too, and she tipped her head back as the man teased her.

"Oh, you're gonna make me cum, Baby!" Sal announced. Julia looked down at the big cock rubbing up and down between her soft thighs. She pumped the long shaft faster as the pace of Sal's thrusts increased, until his cock exploded.

A thin stream of cum shot from the end of Sal's cock, surprising the child. The other two cocks had mostly just drooled the stuff out. Sal's spurted three long, white lines before the flow slowed to a dribble that oozed over Julia's fingers as she rubbed his cock.

"Aaahhhhh," Sal sighed. Julia looked up from the oozing rod to see John and Harry pointing their phones at her. She grinned, dimpling, sitting naked on Sal's lap while holding his dripping cock in her fist.

"Wow," Harry said.

"Beautiful," John commented. They put their phones back in their pockets and helped Julia and Sal - especially Sal - to their feet.

- - - - -

They all pulled on their clothes and headed back to the playground.

Julia's mommy was still sleeping soundly. Two new mothers stood chatting, glancing frequently at the woman, who appeared to be there alone, while their children played. The three men got strange looks from the two women when they emerged from the woods with Julia, but the child was chatty and happy, looking like nothing amiss had happened.

The men all bent to give Julia a peck on the cheek and a pat on the head, promising to meet her again soon.

Their suspicions assuaged, the mothers went back to gossiping about Angela.

She awoke five minutes later, and took Julia home. Sitting in her car seat, five year old Julia smiled to herself, reaching between her legs to rub her pussy. The men had asked to keep her panties, so she could reach easily.

She looked forward to meeting the men again soon, but it would be hard not to talk about what happened. The men had made her promise not to.

Julia patted the small pocket in her dress, where the five dollar bill rested, and smiled.