Perverts 'R' Us

Young Orgasms

By Old Boy ( M/g+, con, sp )

My name is Virgil. I have a compelling urge to play with young girls, especially those who are just entering puberty. I search for and find a girl who is vulnerable and in need of an older friend to talk to and then I befriend her. It is amazing how many young girls feel lonely or unloved these days, especially those whose parents are rarely home or who may be without parents to care for them. That gives me the opportunity to get really close to a girl and act like a big brother to her.

My first experience with such a relationship occurred when I was still in high school, 16 at the time, way back in the sixties. I was kind of a nerdy guy and shy with girls my own age back then. I masturbated a lot to pictures in my small collection of old Playboy centerfolds that I kept hidden in my closet. I was fascinated by the pretty bare breasts and what girls had between their legs. Unfortunately my old centerfolds were carefully air-brushed out so I could not really see what the girls' pussies looked like.

My family lived in a working class neighborhood and our old house was next door to that of a single mother and her 10-year-old daughter. The mother was a light-skinned black woman. Her daughter Sally must have had a white father, for the child could easily pass for a white girl. However the neighbor kids knew that her mother was black and therefore few of them would play with her. Prejudice was much stronger back in those days and I was prejudiced too.

One day not long after they moved in next door, I discovered that my bedroom window was right across from the little girl's. It was a warm summer night and her window and mine were both wide open. She had forgotten to pull down her window shade as she got undressed and ready for bed. I had just gone to bed myself when I saw the light come on next door and I looked out my window out of curiosity.

I watched Sally take off her pullover top and I gasped when I saw that the kid had breast buds sprouting from her chest. They weren't big yet, but knowing that they were a girl's breasts beginning to develop I found them fascinating. The tips were all puffy and rosy red, cute nipples. I imagined what they would taste like and if I ever got the chance I wanted to suck on the girl's budding titties.

Sally paused to admire her young body as she looked in her mirror. She had big brown eyes and pretty features. Her skin was tan, but no more than a white girl with a good suntan. Her back was to me but I could see her front reflected in the mirror above her low dresser. She ran her hands lightly over her growing breasts, pausing to toy with her rosy red nipples.

I gasped, wishing that it could be my hands fondling her little titties, as I felt my cock rising in response to this rare sight. Sally then picked up her hair brush and she brushed out her long dark hair. It was not at all kinky the way most Negroes' hair was, but straight, probably inherited from her missing father. As she brushed her hair I could see her rosy nipples quiver on her chest.

Sally was humming a little tune to herself and with both our windows open to the night air; it was almost like I was there with her. I would have loved to be able to reach out and grab the young girl and do all sorts of naughty things to her pretty breast buds, and then get into her panties too. I imagined what it would be like to finger her hairless little girl-crack and maybe make her pee her panties. Heh-heh!

I watched the girl take off her skirt next and hang it up in her closet. She was down to her panties, sox and sneakers now. I watched her sit on the edge of her bed, half-turned towards her window as she took off her sneakers and her sox. By now my hand was busy with my stiff cock, masturbating, waiting to see Sally take off her panties. I was hoping to get a good look at her between her legs. Maybe I would get to see my first real pussy.

However to my disappointment Sally left her panties on for the moment. She picked up her pillow and hugged it to her young bosom for a moment. Then the girl took her pillow and tucked it between her legs. I watched as she lay down on her bed, half-turned to her window, and she began to ride her pillow! She began making little whimpering sounds, moaning to herself. What was she doing I wondered? Then it dawned on me as I watched her panty-covered hips humping at the pillow. My God, she was masturbating too!

At that time I did not even know that girls could enjoy masturbating the way boys did. Certainly not ten-year-old girls like Sally! But there was no mistaking the frantic way her hips were hunching at her pillow and the increasingly frantic noises of passion coming from her mouth. Unable to hold back any longer I completed my own masturbation as I watched the girl, and I shot my load of cum into a cup that I kept by my bed for that purpose. I struggled not to cry out as I came, not wanting to reveal my presence to the young girl who was only a few feet away.

Not long after I came I saw Sally's body tense up and shudder and heard her cry out her passion in a high girlish voice. It was about the most erotic sound I ever heard. I realized that she too had reached an orgasm. I watched intrigued as the girl finally removed her panties, and she looked at the wet spot in the crotch of her panties with what appeared to be some satisfaction. I watched her fold and place her panties in a plastic baggie. I wondered what she did that for.

Then I gasped as I saw that she was sitting on the edge of her bed with her legs spread wide open. I saw her cute rosy pussy gaping open, not just the lips of her labia, but even her little fuck hole, and it was all wet from her cum. She took some on her finger and put it to her mouth and she licked off her finger, tasting her cum. Her lips made smacking noises. Wow! I could not believe it!

My cock quickly stiffened up again, and I was able to jack off and cum a second time, this time spying on a real live girl's gaping pussy showing off her wet fuck hole. Sally continued wiping herself off with her fingers and licking them and making sexy, slurping noises. Just after I had cum a second time Sally finally got up and put on a nightie. Then she turned off her light and went to bed.

I took my cup of cum to the bathroom and rinsed it out, and I had a pee before I returned to my bed. I lay there in the dark wondering at what I had just witnessed. It was a marvelous discovery to find that girls, even young girls, could masturbate and cum. I wondered if maybe it was only black girls who did that. I had certainly never heard of white girls masturbating. Everybody knew that Negroes were highly-sexed people. I had many of the prejudices of those times.

In any case I wanted to get to know Sally better. I was even having wet dreams about the girl, imagining myself doing all sorts of sexy things with her. They were things I would not allow myself to even consider doing with a white girl, like torturing her little titties and stuffing big nasty things up her cunt. Heh-heh! Somehow the fact that Sally was a black girl who masturbated made it seem okay, even if she did look almost white. Black girls were fair game, weren't they?

I went out of my way to be friendly to the girl, to talk to her and listen to her childish problems. Somehow I was not shy with such a child the way I was with girls my own age. She was a rather lonely kid I found, and happy to have someone she could talk to. I also offered her candy bars and even ice cream bars from our freezer. Before long we were friends, although I was planning to use her for my own sexual gratification. At that time I don't believe I would have done that with a white girl. But now I am more than happy to masturbate little white girls too. Heh-heh!

I kidded Sally about how she was growing such nice titties and how one day I knew they would be really great breasts. I was surprised though when she offered to let me take off her top and play with her titties. Of course I wasted no time in doing just that.

My hands were all over the kid's puffy breast buds, rubbing them and rolling the rosy red nipples between my fingers. Her nipples grew stiffly erect much to my delight. I took them in my mouth and kissed and licked and sucked at them. Sally giggled like mad when I did that with her titties.

"Ow!" she yelped, "That hurts, Virgil!" I was biting her nipples now, even thinking about chewing them off of her chest, so caught up in passion with the girl. Fortunately I thought better of the idea and I stopped biting her.

"Sorry Sally, I did not realize how sensitive your titties are." I said, lying to her. She pouted for a moment as she looked at the reddened bite marks I had left on her titties. But then she forgave me much to my relief. I realized that I needed to be a bit gentler with her if I wanted to take this to the next level. I wanted to really have some kind of sex with the pretty, nearly white girl.

Sally asked me if I wanted to kiss her and of course I did that too. I was surprised though when she stuck her tongue in my mouth. We made slurping noises together as we exchanged spit. Would you believe it, a 10-year-old taught me how to French-kiss! Black girls are sure fun, I thought to myself. At the time I did not believe a nice white girl would ever do such things. Boy was I wrong about that!

Even more amazing, Sally took me to her bedroom and got naked with me. She let me play with her bare body, to feel and look at and study all her pretty girl parts. She took my hand in hers and showed me just how I should touch a girl and use my fingers inside her vagina. I learned about the G-spot and the clitoris button and before long Sally had me masturbating her to orgasm! Wow! This was something I would enjoy doing with young girls for the rest of my life! Heh-heh!

Sally also knew how to suck a guy's cock. My little sweetheart gave me my first blowjob. I came in her mouth and she swallowed it! Wow! Who knew that girls could do that? I figured that maybe only black girls would do that. I really was so ignorant in those days. But then after we had both cum she took her panties and wiped the cum seeping from her vagina on the crotch of her panties. Then she put her panties in a plastic baggie and sealed it.

I just had to know. "Sally, why are you putting your cum-stained panties in a baggie?"

She said, "My mom sells them to men, along with pictures of me masturbating. She tells me that some men like to sniff young girls' cum-stained panties and suck at the crotches. Mom wants me to give her at least one such pair of my panties every day. But don't tell anyone, okay Virgil?" Of course I wouldn't tell anyone. Who would believe it?

Sally also confided in me that occasionally her mother would bring a man home with her and fuck with him. Once in awhile a man would pay a very high price for the privilege of fucking little Sally too! She got out some pictures and showed them to me. Sure enough, they were pictures of grown white men fucking the child. You would not know from the pictures that she was actually a black girl.

I figured such men would never fuck little white girls like that. After all the Klan always talked about how it was their duty to protect white women. It was only because Sally was a black girl that they might do that to her, I thought. I wince now as I recall how prejudiced I was back then. Not to say that I am totally free of prejudice now. I still prefer lighter-skinned girls to dark-skinned girls, not that it makes much sense for me to feel that way.

Then Sally said, "Since we are friends now Virgil, if you would like to fuck me, you can do it for free. But you must promise not to tell my mother about it, okay? She would have a fit if she knew I was fucking anyone without charging them for it."

Right, as though I was about to tell her mother! Needless to say, I took Sally up on her offer. The kid made it easy for me, guiding my stiff cock into her wet vagina and hunching her hips at me to get me properly seated inside her. She had to caution me not to be in such a hurry, as my inclination was to hump her hard until I came inside her.

Sally showed me that it could be more fun to take my time and not rush, and see to it that I stimulated her clitoris as I fucked her. That way she got to enjoy it too. It was a lesson I have never forgotten. I will never forget the sweet tightness of her young vagina clenching my cock, and the marvelous mutual orgasm we enjoyed. Wow! I sure was learning a lot from my new little girlfriend! The little girl made me a man that day.

There were a few more delightful days after that one. I enjoyed masturbating Sally and getting her to cum in her panties as well as fucking her some more. I learned that Sally had first been fucked when she was only seven years old by an uncle, her mother's brother. He had worked hard with the little girl to get her to cum, and eventually she had her first orgasm. After that she liked it so much that she wanted to masturbate all the time. Her mother finally had to get her to ease off and just play with herself once a day. Sally laughed as she told me that. Then we fucked.

Unfortunately it was not long after that experience that Sally's mother was busted for prostitution and had to go to jail. Sally was placed in an orphanage, much to my disappointment. I begged my parents to adopt Sally so she could live with us. Of course they had no idea that I was fucking the little girl. My dad though said that there was no way he was going to take a "nigger" girl into our family. For the first time I began to realize just how ugly prejudice was. Sally if you happen to read this, I apologize to you for taking you for granted the way I did and using you.

After Sally went away I found a little blonde-haired white girl who lived down the street. She was a latch-key child named Amy. She would let herself into her house after school and then wait for her mother to come home from work. Amy was eleven years old and beginning to get cute bumps on her chest. I began hanging out with the child and talking with her, and before long she was inviting me into her house to play games with her.

At first they were just board games like Monopoly. It was clear to me that Amy was not at all into sex the way Sally had been. I wanted to do sexy things with Amy, but I had some misgivings. After all she was a white girl, and white girls were supposed to be pure, weren't they? Still Amy was often careless about how she sat on the floor across from me as we played some board game on the floor. Many a time, I got a good look up under her skirt and saw the crotch of her panties.

One day I noticed she had a cute print of some cartoon character on her panties and I commented on it. Amy said, "Oh yes, I like that one too. Here, I'll take off my panties so you can see it better." And just like that, Amy took down her panties exposing her girl crack, and took them off over her feet, facing me. She handed the panties to me to look at, but I was far more interested in looking at the suddenly-exposed little pussy splayed wide open before me.

"Do you like what you see, Virgil?" she said mischievously, making no attempt to cover herself. She knew that I was staring at her naked pussy, and she didn't mind showing it to me! That was a real revelation to me. Amy was every bit as potentially sexy as Sally had been, but she simply had not learned the ropes yet, so to speak.

It was not long before I had Amy out of her clothes and quite naked with me. The girl had the prettiest small titties with pale pink nipples, and a cute, hairless pussy that was also pink inside. I had some fun tickling the girl all over and exploring her with my hands and mouth. I kissed and sucked at her pale pink titties. I went down on her little pussy and kissed and licked her as Amy squealed with delight, her hips thrashing about in a vain attempt to escape my teasing tongue.

Amy giggled a lot as I taught her everything Sally had taught me. I masturbated the girl using the techniques I had learned. It took awhile to bring her to orgasm, much more than it did with Sally. But eventually Amy made it, squealing out her female delight as she came. It was fun making her shriek with newly-discovered delight. I kept masturbating her sex and I forced her to cum again. It was fun playing with her that way. Heh-heh!

After that I could get Amy to do anything I wanted her to. I discovered that young white girls can enjoy masturbation and even fucking every bit as much as black girls. There was some pain and some blood the first time I fucked Amy, as she had been a virgin until then. But after that she learned to enjoy fucking with me. I even got her to suck my cock for me and swallow my cum. In fact, Amy rather liked that once she got into it. I had fun with the girl for nearly a year, but then her mother moved away with her, and I lost my second love.

There were a few other young girls after Amy. Still it was hard to find young girls that I could seduce, and there was always the danger of discovery. I knew that I could go to jail if I got caught masturbating a little girl, not to mention actually fucking her! So I had to be very careful.

A few years later, I was studying to become a teacher. I figured it was an excellent way to get close to young girls. By now I was a fixated pedophile, eager to find young girls to play with and yet cautious about possibly getting caught. It was a conflicted world I lived in.

As a graduate student working to get my teaching credentials, I was working part time as a teacher's assistant at the county school for orphans. The orphanage was a large one, serving a larger metropolitan area, and therefore it had its own grade school. Boys and girls attended separate classes as the orphanage found it easier to maintain discipline that way.

My assignment was in the fifth grade girls' class. As one of the few male teaching assistants in the school I drew quite a lot of shy attention from the little darlings that were my students. I loved my assignment, being surrounded most of the day by 10-year-old girls, many of whom were beginning to show some early breast development poking out the fabric of their white blouses. The regular teacher was an old lady who was often out sick, so I wound up teaching the class myself about half of the time.

Girls also wore plaid skirts as part of the school uniform, along with socks and shoes. At that time mini-skirts were in fashion and the school had relented on skirt lengths so the little darlings were showing a lot of bare leg, much to my enjoyment. Also when they sat in class facing me I was treated to the sight of panty crotches between their open legs. Panty hose had not yet become popular at that time and it was a golden age for leg-watchers. It was a real joy to teach these girls.

There was one girl in particular who caught my attention. Her name was Barbara and she had long, brown hair. She sat in the front row right across from me. She had a bad habit of slouching in her seat with her legs spread wide open, deliberately showing off her panty-crotch to me. Then one day she showed up not wearing any panties! I realized that I was looking right at her bald pussy and her pink crack was open. Barbara knew very well what she was doing, the little slut!

My tongue caught in my throat and I was struck speechless. All the girls thought it was funny and the whole class erupted in giggles. Somehow the girls had all become aware that I liked to look at their panty crotches beneath their skirts. I should have been more careful and not stared at them so obviously, I thought. Anyway, I managed to find my voice and I got the class back to our studies, more or less.

As the class ended, I asked Barbara to stay after class. The other girls left, but many of them were casting knowing looks at the girl and me as they exited the classroom. Barbara was grinning at me smugly. I don't know what she was thinking, but I knew I could not let her get away without wearing panties and teasing the teacher as she had done with me.

I went to the door and locked it and I pulled down the shade so that no one could see into the classroom. Then I approached the naughty girl. For the first time she was beginning to look alarmed, not knowing what I intended to do with her.

"Barbara, please explain why you came to class today without wearing any panties." I said to her.

She replied, "I accidentally wet my panties when I was going to the bathroom and they got too soaked to wear, Mr. Virgil. I didn't mean anything by it." I did not know if she was telling me the truth or not, but perhaps she was being honest. Still she needed to be taught a lesson.

"Well Barbara, be that as it may, I cannot allow you to come to my class without any panties. I am going to have to punish you in some way. Now I can take you to the school principal and let him determine your punishment, or you can accept punishment directly from me. In that case it will not go on your school record. I intend to spank you if you decide to accept my punishment."

Barbara decided to accept punishment from me as I expected she would. No student wanted such matters to go to the school principal. He was known to use a paddle on kids' bottoms. The girl came timidly to my desk and she bent down over my desk. I got up and flipped up her skirt, baring her taut young bottom. The 10-year-old had delicious ass cheeks and I was tempted to kiss and lick them all over rather that spank them. But spank them I would.

I raised my hand and began spanking her rather hard, "Spank!" "Spank!" "Spank!" On and on until her entire bottom was quite rosy. I did not stop until I had Barbara crying and pleading with me not to spank her anymore. By now my cock was fully erect in my pants. I wanted to fuck her so badly but I knew that I did not dare do that with the girl. However I used my hand to gently rub her warm ass cheeks telling her that I meant to soothe away the hurt.

Barbara stayed put as she felt my hand wandering all over her bottom. Then I began to rub her down lower, down there where her pussy was located. She turned her head to look back over her shoulder at me with wide eyes as I gently masturbated the girl. By this time I was something of an expert at masturbating young girls. My finger entered her vagina and found her G-spot while my thumb went to work on her clitoris. Before long the girl was gasping and hunching her hips at my hand working at her sex.

"Oh Mr. Virgil, what are you doing to me?" she asked plaintively. I just grinned, knowing that I was getting to her now. I meant to bring her to orgasm, probably her first one ever.

"As I told you Barbara, I am soothing away the hurt from the spanking I gave you." I said.

"Oh, but you are doing much more than that, Mr. Virgil. Ahh, Ahh, AAHHHIIIEEE!" she shrieked as her body suddenly exploded with a powerful orgasm. Her orgasmic scream was much louder than I had expected. After a minute there came a knocking at the classroom door.

"Mr. Virgil, what's going on in there? Open this door at once!" came the gruff voice of the principal. Oh, oh. I was in for it now, I thought. Quickly I smoothed down the girl's skirt and she stood up. I opened up the door and Mr. Quigley the principal came into the room.

He looked at me, and I think he noticed the way my cock was tenting out my pants. Then he looked at Barbara. The girl had tears drying on her cheeks and she was blushing a bright red, looking awfully guilty. Moreover there was the unmistakable musky odor of the girl's orgasm in the air, not to mention that cum juice was running down her legs.

Quigley went over to the girl and abruptly pulled up her skirt. He looked at the evidence of the spanking I had given her, the girl's ass cheeks still reddened from the spanking. He saw the trickle of her cum making its way from her hairless pussy on down her legs. To my surprise the principal scooped some of it up with his finger and tasted it.

"Umm. Your cum is delicious, Barbara." he said, much to her surprise and mine. "Of course you know that I could make trouble for you girl, having sex here in school with your teacher. But perhaps if you are as nice to me as you have been to Mr. Virgil we could overlook this incident. Would you like that, Barbara?"

The girl did not know what to say to that and neither did I. We were both shocked. I was surprised to discover that the gruff old principal was also a pedophile. At least it meant that he was probably not going to dismiss me and ruin my intended career as a teacher.

The girl finally found her voice. "Oh, Mr. Quigley, I was not having s-sex with Mr. Virgil. He was just spanking me for doing something n-naughty, and then he was soothing me after the spanking and s-somehow I must have w-wet myself." Barbara pleaded her case with the man.

Quigley said, "Girl, I know cum when I smell it and taste it, and you have just had an orgasm and cum. Don't try to deny it and make it out to be something else. Now understand that I am not angry with you for having cum. Indeed I am happy to see my girls able to cum. It means that they are old enough to begin fucking, did you know that? And I would be happy to teach you to fuck."

Then turning to me the principal added, "As for you, Mr. Virgil, I know that you have enjoyed bringing Barbara to orgasm. Perhaps you intended to teach her to fuck too, but now I intend to have that pleasure for myself. However I suspect that you will be happy to teach our young slut how to suck your cock, am I right?"

One thing a teacher learns is that it is never a good idea to argue with the principal. Besides I was delighted to think of young Barbara taking my cock in her mouth and learning to suck me off. So I smiled at the older man and said, "Right you are, Mr. Quigley. I think Barbara has all the makings of a first class slut. She certainly enjoyed showing off her naked pussy to me in class."

"Oh she did, did she?" he laughed. "Yes, I would say that shows promise of a first class slut." I am not sure how Barbara felt about being labeled as a slut, but she was not in a position to argue about it. Quigley and I soon had the girl stripped naked, as well as being naked ourselves.

Barbara had cute young titties poking out from her chest in a pair of cones and both of us men had some fun sucking at her stiff red nipples. We took some time with her, playing with her body and exciting her, and this time Quigley was the one who brought her to a new orgasm. By now the young girl was getting into our little game.

Soon we had her on her hands and knees and Quigley introduced his cock into her snug little vagina. I was at the other end, feeding my cock into her mouth. And so it was that the little girl had her first real sex experience being double-penetrated, with a cock in her cunt and one in her mouth.

She cried out and bit me a little when Quigley shoved his cock through her hymen, taking her virginity. Fortunately the girl did no real damage to my cock and I quickly resumed fucking her face. After awhile Quigley cried out and came, shooting his cum into Barbara's cunt. About the same time I came in her mouth. I encouraged the girl to swallow it, which she did.

We all rested together for awhile, and then we went back to work. This time I got to fuck her bloody cunt and Quigley fucked her face. We were quickly turning the little girl into a fuck slut. I figured that it was a good experience for her, learning how much fun fucking could be. I had no doubt that the girl would soon find boys with whom to hone her new talents, pleasing them as well. This sort of sex education should be mandatory for all little girls, in my opinion.

After that experience, Quigley and I became fast friends. He saw to it that I got a permanent position in the orphanage school as soon as I got my teaching certificate. I delighted in my specialty, which was inducing orgasms in young girls, something that I shall never tire of doing. Then Quigley would join me in teaching the girls to fuck and suck cock. I must say that the little girls who graduated from our school all went on to become fuck sluts in their high school years.

Several years later Quigley had a stroke and he had to retire. But by then he had groomed me to succeed him and I became the new principal of our very special school. I had a most enjoyable career as the principal for the next 30 years, employing male teachers who were also pedophiles to teach grades 4, 5, and 6 of the girls' classes at our orphans' school.

Working with such men, we selected girls who were beginning to develop titties early to be introduced to orgasms at age 9, while others were introduced to orgasms at ages 10 or 11. But no girls left our 6th grade without having been brought to orgasm at least once and taught the joys of masturbation. Few of our girls had any complaints about such a regimen. Being that they were all orphans they really had no one they could complain to anyway. Heh-heh!

In a very few cases, it proved difficult for a girl to achieve orgasm, perhaps due to psychological influences. But with a little wine to loosen up her inhibitions, a vibrator glued to her little clit, and a dildo vibrating in her vagina, we men managed to bring even the most stubborn cases to orgasm. There is nothing like a drunken little girl screaming out her first orgasm as she is forced to cum. Heh-heh!

But after 30 years on the job, finally the day came when I too had to step down and retire. I had groomed a promising young man to succeed me, and I am confident that with him as our new principal, our proud school tradition will continue. Mark the new principal introduced some new ideas. He really loves to start the little girls out as early as first grade. I have to admit that it is most interesting to watch a 6-year-old girl screaming out an orgasm as her body convulses with forced pleasure. Heh-heh!

Some little 6 and 7-year-olds manage to achieve orgasm, but that is harder for them to do than more developed girls. No matter, for the little girls will continue to be masturbated by their teachers and they will get to cum when they are a little older, of course. It is good for girls to get used to being played with naked and handled by men, as long as it is not done too roughly. It lowers their inhibitions and makes them very sexy women when they grow up, in my opinion.

Mark still sends me young girls to play with from time to time, mostly those who have proven to be stubborn cases. My abilities to masturbate girls to orgasm are still admired by our staff of pedophile teachers. It can really be a challenge to bring such little ones to orgasm, but I never tire of such delightful work. Sometimes there will be a few tears, but most of the little girls get to love cumming too. I do envy little girls' ability to have orgasms at such a young age. Heh-heh!

E-mail: oldboy101@hotmail.com