AUTHOR	Osprey
DATE ADDED	7th February 2003
AUTHOR EMAIL
STORY CODES	M/f, pedo, unsafe, cons

When I drove by the first time, nearly stalled in traffic, she was sitting on the front stoop of a house. Her bare legs were spread wide and one hand was patting the crotch of her shorts -- and she was looking right at me. I just about came unglued. As I pulled slowly forward in the line of traffic she closed her knees and shot me a coy look. My heart throbbed, as my dick did, as I tried to steer the car to keep it in the right lane.

It must have been 20 or 30 minutes before I could get turned around and drive past the house again. Now she was playing jacks with a friend I don't remember being there half an hour ago. She might have been, I just couldn't see beyond the cute brunette's parted thighs. Too involved in play, the young brunette did not see me go by. Cursing my luck, I turned around again and headed home.

It couldn't have been five minutes later when I passed by the house again, but the little girls were gone. I silently thanked the gods of lechery for small treats, and turned the radio on. Soon my mind was considering more pressing issues. A hitchhiker walked the side of the road ahead: a child I guessed by size, but male by shirtlessness. Arm tired of being held out, the pedestrian turned to walk with traffic. That's when I saw the pony tail.

I guess I slowed a bit too much, but I wanted to see the face to be sure it was the girl on the front stoop. The abrupt change of speed caught her attention and she turned and put her thumb out again. Her face brightened with recognition, and despite my reddening face I stopped to give her a ride. When she realized what had happened her hand went to her mouth as if to cover her conspiratorial grin. I smiled back at her as she got in.

"Hi. Hot day to be walking," I greeted her.

"Yeah, but I kinda like it hot," she said in a way that led me to believe she wasn't talking about the weather.

"You're a brave one, walking on the road without a shirt on."

The girl shrugged her naked shoulders. "I'm not scared. Besides, I don't even have titties yet anyways."

I had to agree to the fact, but not the logic. I, for one, found her attractive, tits or not. I nodded anyway, glanced at her bare legs and let the matter drop.

"Was it you that went by before?" she asked, maybe just to end the silence between us. I nodded to that as well, still smiling. "I didn't see you come back."

"You were busy with another girl."

"That's Rita. We're in the same class in school. That's her house."

I asked her name and she told me it was Brooke. She also told me she lived in the opposite direction and was not in a hurry to get no place special. Brooke asked me why I came back, and I told her I liked what she was doing.

"You looked like you might be horny or something."

Her pretty, bare shoulders bounced again. "I mostly always am," she said in an off hand way.

"Do you always let guys watch you?"

"No," Brooke hid her smile again, as if to say I know I'm naughty. "I was just bored of waiting for Rita to come out. Why? Do you like to watch girls touch themselves?"

This time I shrugged. "Only if I can't touch them myself," I teased. "You looked like your were masturbating. I bet you do it a lot, don't you."

Brooke nodded, her toothy grin lighting her face up. When I asked if she felt like doing it right now she nodded again. I told her to go ahead, and the little brunette slouched in the seat and parted her legs.

She put the T-shirt she wasn't wearing on the seat next to her and lay both hands on the front of her sorts. Apart from a couple of quick glances to see if I was watching, Brooke generally ignored me. Her fingers began gently scratching at the fly of her shorts, slowly getting used to the idea of doing it right next to a stranger I supposed. Before I drove two more blocks the girl relaxed, legs laying wider, head back on the seat. Her fingers reached farther into the crotch of her shorts and she sighed comfortably.

Brooke looked my way and giggled a little before closing her eyes. Her hands worked in tandem, each drawing fingers up and down over the loose material that covered her privates. Clearly she enjoyed what she was doing. I could even see her hips responding to the sensations her hands caused between her slender, bare legs. know I enjoyed watching. Too much so to be driving.

Traffic distracted me for a moment or two. When I looked back Brooke had one hand down inside the front of her shorts. I suggested she take them right off, and without a word she did. Only after rubbing the crotch of her panties for a while did she speak.

"Do you have a hard," she asked, looking at my lap. I did, and showed her by stroking it. The young brunette smiled at that and squeezed her pussy. "Can I see it?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Although why I didn't think a masturbating girl might say such a thing I don't know. "Maybe if I didn't have to drive," I told her, and asked if she knew someplace where we could park in privacy. She did, and shirtless Brooke knelt on the car seat and pointed the way.

We turned into an abandoned department store parking lot. The girl yanked her undies down and showed me her bald pussy.

"There, now you saw mine let me see yours." She squeezed her private parts eagerly as I drove around behind the vacant building. Parking between an overfilled dumpster and a loading dock, I turned the engine off and turned my attention to the young brunette. She did not let me forget to show her my cock.

The little girl was overwhelmed with excitement as I unzipped my fly and reached into my pants. She leaned close to me as I freed my erection from my underpants, close enough to touch her bare back and ass with my free hand. She paid no notice, even when my fingers explored between the cheeks and slid down over her labial crease. I felt beads of wetness there. I wouldn't have cared if it were piss, but I imagined it was the juices of arousal leaking from her tiny twat.

Her hands took my pecker from mine the moment it appeared. She toyed with it, pretended to jack it off and even dropped her head and licked the swollen gland.

"Can I?" Brooke asked, looking up at me with hopeful eyes. Suspecting she didn't know much about sucking cock I nodded. Her lips kissed it a couple of times before trying to put them around the head. What she lacked in expertise she made up for with enthusiasm. Brooke was well on her way to learning to give a great blow job.

The brown ponytail bounced and swayed as Brooke went down on me. Her slit became wetter the more I fingered it. I wanted to put my finger into her hole, but guessing her hymen still blocked it I wiggled around in her vulva. I wanted to lube it up so I could work it into her ass hole. I hoped she wouldn't mind.

I promised myself to get a taste of that sweet pussy before this lively little slut got away from me. Then I poked my slick finger tip into her anus and moved it easily around to loosen her up. A wiggle of her bare ass encouraged me, and I pressed on. Glad the young brunette was clean in there, I was soon finger-fucking her ass in tempo with the mouth on my dick.

The girl had discovered how to use her hand and saliva to make her mouth seem deeper than it was. My orgasm was coming too close for comfort, so I suggested that it was my turn to lick her privates. Brooke objected on the premise she wanted to see me "come." I assured the girl she could jack me off later. We got into the back seat for more room.

I arranged the child on the seat, her legs V'ed upward so her feet were planted on the side window. I leaned over her naked and beautiful small body, my face nestling between her silky thighs. The fragrence of her young crotch made me dizzy, and its flavor was everything I had imagined: strong in the smell of sex with a hint of urine.

She couldn't help playing with my cock any more than I could help fingering her slit.

"You could stick your finger in me there," she said in a dreamy, detached voice. When I touched her anus again she corrected me. "Not there, silly. You did that. In my vagina hole. Its pretty deep."

Not believing my ears, I checked for myself. Sure enough, twat was unobstructed. She had either lost her cherry somehow or never had one. Brooke reacted hungrily as I fingered her cunt. Her hips bucked and tucked as if she wanted more. I tried a second finger and nearly ejaculated all over the naked child under me when the two fingers reached full depth in her vagina. The nude hips and legs began working harder to take all she could get.

"Wow, honey. You really like this stuff, don't you." I heard her grunt of affirmation. "Have you ever let a boy fuck you before?"

"No, but I always want to. I practice with a thing I got. It's shaped kinda like a penis and I put in me down there to pretend I'm sleeping with a guy. It isn't as big as your hardon is, but it feels really good."

My tongue took another swipe her cooze, flicking the spot I suspected her clit might be, and asked if she wanted me to try putting my hardon in her hole.

"Oh, god, would you? I'd sooo love it if you did. Will you? Please?"

I didn't bother to answer verbally. Pulling my fingers out of her twat and taking a last taste of her hole, I talked her into position. I sat and Brooke lowered her pert little ass over my lap. I held my erection steady as she found it with her vulva and sat. The expression of elation on her face turned to concentration and concern as my cock head wedged between her labia.

It had to hurt, but the pain must have been manageable for her. She gasped a little when the bulbous gland finally popped into her vagina, but continued bearing down on my cock. I licked my palm and wet the shaft of my pecker to help lubricate it for her. My hand brushing her labia electrified the wanton brunette. Maybe it sparked her climax, because a sense of urgency took little Brooke's body. In a few painful seconds, she was riding up and down my cock shaft in total rapture.

I just leaned back and let the horny youngster fuck me. Hating to disturb her, I tried to keep my hands still, resting on her bare thighs. The innocent beauty of her naked body, even if she was having sex, was too much for me to ignore. I simply had to feel her tight little ass as it moved back and forth with increasing tempo.

Caressing her skin as it curved from hip to ribcage brought her to me. Brooke leaned forward and encircled my neck with her arms. I held her gently, hands stroking the soft, smooth skin of her ribbed back, and the indented line of her spine. Her breath came hard in my ear, like whispers without words.

The occasional whine of desperation signaled the girl's impending orgasm. I couldn't help needing to fuck her back, helping her -- forcing her -- to climax. Bucking together mindlessly we each entered the zone of self gratification: each needing the other for release. I used her to jack myself off, and she used me to fill her need to be filled.

Grunting with the effort to hold my climax back, I tried to control her movement with my hands on her hips. Brooke's naked little body writhed to the beat of its own drummer. Her whining became cries for release from the bondage of lust and passion. I, on the other hand, whispered curses at my imminent ejaculation.

"Shit, oh shit," I gasped in her ear. "Oh baby, here it comes. Sure you want it?" I hoped she could not hear me.

"Yes," Brooke nearly shouted. "Fuck me mister. Don't stop. Ah, ahh, oh, fuck me, yes fuck me."

"Want me to come in your pussy, honey?"

"Yes. Yes! Oh god, come in me. Come in my pussy."

By then, of course, I was, hollering "Ah, oh baby, oh man, oh fuck" as loud as she did. Our bodies both locked up, straining together to get the most of that final moment of sheer joy. I remember my semen gushing endlessly from my cock as the weight of her body and force of her tensed muscles jammed onto it as if to stop the flow. It didn't. It couldn't, not until I had pumped it all into her little cunt, over filling it so my cum leaked from around my dick and drenched my balls, pooling on the car seat.

After resting a few seconds, the beautiful young brunette sat up and kissed me full and hard on the lips. She used her tongue, and then we were fucking again. I laid Brooke down on the seat and screwed her missionary fashion. When we tired of that she got on hands and knees and we did it doggy style. I didn't come again, but the little preteen said she lost count of her orgasms, and I like to believe her.

We kissed again, and I took her to Mickey D's for sodas. She had her shorts and T-shirt on now, but I still saw her as nude. Her panties were in my car, and I didn't much give a shit right then if I did get caught with them. Brooke made me promise to pick her up again if I ever saw her walking -- even if we couldn't do anything. I promised to take her to my place so we could do it all day if we wanted to.

The little angel smiled, and said: "See you tomorrow, then."

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