Perverts 'R' Us

White Trash Pre-Teens

By Philthy ( M+/g+, pedo, cons )

I don't often make friends at work, preferring to keep work very separate from my private life, but there are exceptions. You always encounter kindred souls somewhere, and work is the place we spend most of our time awake, so it's bound to happen from time to time you meet someone at work who becomes a friend outside work.

Among these individuals is a fellow named Mark. I'm about eight years older than him, but our backgrounds and interests intersect in several ways, giving us a common viewpoint on issues at work. When there is a conflict at work or a disagreement of some sort, more often than not Mark and I end up on the same side of the argument. Off work we share interests in dirt bikes, airplanes and firearms. He was a cop once and I served in the military. There are differences, he was married and I have never been. He played drums in a rock band and I'm, as I say, musically declined. I can't whistle a note, much less play one. So we became friends fairly quickly outside work.

After I had known him a few years, his wife left him. She made a lot more than either of us, had outside interests that didn't engage Mark in any way, and so they began to slowly drift apart. In time she asked for a divorce and, being the mild guy he is, Mark didn't contest anything. He actually did pretty well; since she had the larger income, she ended up paying the larger bills. They split the sale of the house and he took one the cars, plus his bike.

He lived as a bachelor for only a few weeks before moving in with a woman he met on the internet. I never liked her from day one. She was overweight in my eye, but his ex was a tad chubby, too. Worse to me was she seemed to be lazy and uneducated. In time I would learn she never finished even high school and put no value on an education at all. When Mark signed up for some classes at the local community college she disparaged him, suggesting his time would be better spent finding a union job at a grocery store!

She had four daughters by a previous marriage. Her husband died young from cancer, but he left her with some good life insurance. With social security for her kids, she didn't have to work. Between her income and Mark's they took home some serious money, but she was a spendthrift. Mark was always crying poor because she wasted money on clothes, hair, and nails (a complete waste if you could see her) and eating out expensively while her waistline spread. Still he stuck with her. I'd visit often to ride in the local desert, often staying the night on an air mattress in the den, but being around her was not at all pleasant for me. Mark knew this too. We'd spend our time out riding or in the garage when I was there.

One night Mark called me on the phone to talk and the conversation turned to how hot two of her daughters were making him when they walked around in only their underwear. Two of the girls were very young, four and five but the other two were eleven and twelve. Shannon and Brianna. The eldest, Brianna, was a good-looking young girl. Unlike her mom, she was very thin and long of leg, a long-legged pony. She had blue eyes and dirty blond hair, worn long and parted in the middle. She was partial to tight jeans and tank tops that showed off what she had to good effect. What she had was a nice, if small, butt, the beginnings of nice hips, a flat, flat stomach and A-cups. Her face was pretty with minimal make up and she had a cheery disposition.

On several occasions when visiting I managed to get roped into helping her with her homework and was happy to find her both intelligent and motivated to go beyond high school. We became friendly with time. Her sister Shannon was a smaller and younger version of Brianna, only with a face full of braces, almost as tall as her older sister, only a little less on top and just as slender and leggy. Both looked good for their age in tight jeans and both were always nice to me. To hear Mark go on about their tight panties showing off their butts and camel toes was a bit of a surprise, but I could see the point. I think Brianna caught me checking her out once when she was sitting at the kitchen table with one foot up on the seat, giving me a nice view of her butt cheek and the elastic opening of her pale blue panties.

"You better not let that girlfriend catch you eyeballing her little girls. She'll slice your nuts off and hand them to the arresting officer." I was only half-kidding.

"Oh, I know. But they walk around the place in next to nothing all the time."

So I kidded him, "What do you propose, a double date? You take Shannon and I take Brianna? Oh, I know we can wait until the old lady takes the two young ones somewhere and then we can toss a porno CD on the big screen and bounce the older ones on our peckers on the couch! Yeah, that's the ticket."

Mark was laughing and let it go.

A couple of weeks later I was up again for a visit to go desert riding. This time we tried a jeep trail from the desert to a local lake. After a good day in the saddle we came home and put the bikes away. We both were filthy, so we jumped in the shower, him in his master bath and me in the other bath (before you get any ideas here), and put clean clothes on.

Brianna was at the kitchen table studying, so I sat down to see how she was doing. Her halter top was open a bit as she leaned over her book and, lacking a bra, I had a clear view of her nips. Nice they were, small, round and pink. She caught me looking and before she could sit up and deprive me of my view I caught her nips erect. She gave me a little smile, not a friendly smile but more a suspicious smile, and resumed studying as I chatted with her about her lesson. I had lost track of Mark for the time being.

About this time, her mom and two younger sisters left for the store. The two older ones groaned loudly at the idea of grocery shopping. Since they had adult supervision, their mom left them with us.

I had to get up and use the bathroom. The only bathroom aside from Mark's was in a hall between the two rooms the girls sleep in. The two younger ones had the room to the right of the bathroom as you face the bathroom door and the two older ones had the room to the left. The hall effectively ended at the door to Brianna's and Shannon's room, it was next to the bathroom door. After peeing and washing my hands, I walked out of the bathroom to see Brianna standing in the door to her room, wearing only a very thin camisole top and sheer high-cut panties, both charcoal grey with sparkles, that accentuated her flat tummy and ample mound. From tomboy to sex kitten in the blink of an eye!

"Do you always look down girl's tops?" she asked sassily.

"Only when I think there are nice boobs to look at."

She moved closer to me. "You like my boobs?"

"I like the way your nipples are sticking out like that," her nips were tenting the fabric of her top and that, friends, drives me nuts.

"Oh yeah?" and she moved in even closer. I took her in my arms and pulled her into me. She was marvelous in my hands, firm yet supple, smooth skin and nice-smelling from her shampoo.

"Where's Mark?" I asked, wondering what was up with this situation.

"He's with Shannon"

"Oh really, where?" So my buddy is that taken by his girlfriend's daughters. Wow.

"Probably in his room having sex."

"Your mom will kill him and then he'll go to jail. Why?"

"They have been doing it for weeks when she goes shopping. What about you, you could get busted for just holding me like this." She was right too, but I had a plan.

"If anyone comes in the door you go back in your room and close the door, pretend you're changing or something and I'll go back into the bathroom. Nobody knows nothing. Sound good?"

"Umm-hmm" and with that her face turned up and our lips met. Turns out she was a sweet kisser, tender even. We stood like that in the hallway, my back to the doorjamb to her room, her body pressed into me, at some point in our smooching, her left leg came up and wrapped around the back of my right leg, grinding her tummy into my now very erect penis. Oh, what the hell, I reached down with my right hand and felt up her pussy, pressing the palm of my hand into her full, succulent mount from behind.

She broke the kiss off and smiled a naughty smile. Our kissing resumed as I pawed her irresistible mound through the thin fabric of her panties. Eventually I slipped two fingers inside the elastic leg opening and stroked her lips with my fingertips. I found her to have a little pubic hair down there but not enough to keep my fingers from their target. She was nice and runny already.

"Are you going to visit me tonight in the den?"

"Let's do it now before they come home!" she said in a low but excited voice. Then she stepped back and removed her panties. She was naked from the waist down and lovely. An underdeveloped bush didn't yet hide her shapely pussy. Being thin, her legs didn't come fully together and her inner lips protruded a bit from her pussy. What a wicked sight it was. With my left hand I reached out and took her by the waist to pull her closer while my right hand found her inner lips and parted them with a quick drag of my middle finger. I was knuckles-deep in slippery, tender flesh, running my fingers up and down her slit as we kissed. With her breath coming quickly now she gasped, "take your shorts off." It was an urgent request.

I broke our embrace and yanked down my shorts and briefs. I had the perfect, shameless hardon and it felt great to unleash it. I needed a sexual release and it was her good or bad fortune to be naked before me right now. I was going to shamelessly fuck a twelve-year-old girl, and damned if I wasn't going to enjoy every second I would be inside her. With my shorts around my ankles and my dick pointing up at a 30-degree angle, I again took her by the waist and fingered her slit. This time I found the entrance to her vagina and tested it with two fingers. She was tight but smooth and super slippery. I felt for her cervix and the back of her pubic bone while working the hood of her clit with my thumb. I wanted her to get off.

"Come on, I almost can't stand any more." She took my dick in her hand and stepped forward until she was right next to me. She stood up on tip toes, placed her left leg up and around the back of my right leg again and nuzzled her lips with the head of my dick. Her slit felt wonderful against my turgid knob, eventually nosing into the entrance of her vagina where we stopped and held our position. This was it, as far as I knew she had never had sex before, we were on the verge of penetration, and we were both taking a second to consider this. Then her free arm curled around my neck, drawing me into a sloppy open mouthed kiss and she lowered down from tip toes as my shaft slid ever so slowly up her its full length. With my dick fully in her, we again stopped to gasp at the sensation.

"Fuck, you're good" I breathed. Damn straight she was! She was just tall enough to fuck standing up like this and her pussy felt terrific this way. I was so hard I thought my dick was rubbing her spine, yet she was all hot slippery softness inside. Stroking her smooth pussy in and out was effortless, like slicing custard pie.

Brianna had both arms around my neck now and was kissing me furiously. I pumped her as slow as I could, both because it felt so bitchin' like that, lingering at times to savor her, but also because I knew I'd come quicker that way. I didn't intend to be inconsiderate or greedy, but we didn't have all day. Her mom could walk in the door around the corner from the hall at any moment.

It didn't take all day, that's for sure. Maybe not even ten minutes. I felt my control go. My hands grasped her curvy hips and pulled her to me as my serpent spat fire in her loins. My hips crashed into hers five, six, seven times, more times as I ejaculated forcefully into her yielding softness. As my spasms subsided and some semblance of consciousness returned I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. My dick was instantly limp! It was Mark and Shannon around the corner watching us.

"Man, you took a long time, we were done and dressed before you came," Mark was a smart ass. "You two better get dressed before Cathy gets home." Mark and Shannon smiled wickedly at us.

I gave Brianna a quick kiss and told her we could continue tonight after everyone was in bed.

"I'll keep Cathy out of your hair tonight," Mark added, "don't worry."

What are friends for?