Perverts 'R' Us

Rainy Day Glory!

By Spin ( M/gg, pedo, oral, 1st, cons )

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Another boring day in the house was more than a guy could stand after spending weeks indoors like a prisoner. Cabin fever was taking its toll and the "old restless body" ached for something. I just wasn't sure what!

The familiar stirring in my loins was usually a sign of pussy deficiency, and after a week cooped up in the house, I was overdue…and horny as hell.

My girlfriend had the audacity to take a vacation with her mother, or I'd be calling to invite her over for an all-day sexual marathon. "What a selfish bitch," I mumbled, as if she owed me anything, particularly since we parted on "not the best of terms." In truth, we had been arguing a lot recently, mostly about the fact that she caught me looking at kiddy porn on the computer. Damn! What an embarrassing moment that was. After a feeble attempt at lying and explaining that it was just an accident…and insisting "I don't know how all those disgusting pictures got on my hard drive," she walked out in a huff. Repeated phone calls to her cell phone were either ignored or dropped.

I was "pussy-less", and unless I could pull off a miracle, my girlfriend's pussy was gone for good. But I have to admit. The thought of having sex with a child seemed far more appealing.

The summer rain had been brutal and non-stop, flooding the neighborhood and city streets with so much water that the city was paralyzed. As a construction worker, my hopes for going back to work were tempered with the whims of Mother Nature and more rain was in the forecast. But today, a window of clear skies and sunshine offered a welcomed respite.

The park down the street, and only blocks away, suddenly seemed like a great place to enjoy the day, particularly when plenty of sweet little preteen morsels would no doubt be playing there. An abundance of panty-shots and maybe a few crotch-treats would come my way…or…maybe a willing little girl without fear of strangers. Just maybe! Serendipity would smile on my lustful brain and ultimately get me laid. Yes! A serving of kiddy-pussy would be perfect in every way.

I guessed I was either becoming a pedophile or already there-because the very "thought" of having sex with an underage girl warmed my balls as if a switch had been turned on in my brain. Powerless over my growing attraction to the forbidden bodies of young, preteen nymphs, I realized that just thinking about violating a child's purity could get a guy locked up. But one man's crime is another man's religion. Kiddy-sex was my new religion. I worshiped their young, nubile little bodies.

The high-pitched voices and squeals of little girls could be heard from the parking lot as I walked casually to the playground, which was nestled in a clearing in the center of the park. As if driven by some animalistic urge, my cock reacted immediately by swelling to a full erection. Feeling like a predator, I approached the playground fence until I realized that I was the only adult in sight. All eyes were directed towards me for a moment, but then, as if I was judged to be okay in the kid's collective minds, their playful activities resumed as if "the prey had nothing to fear from the hunter."

An eyeful of sexually appealing little darlings frolicked and played while I watched with immoral desires and thoughts of ill-repute. Fleshy smooth thighs and an occasional mouth-watering view of a little cutie's slit, (which as it turned out, wasn't a rare thing to see that day) kept my attention. After a few hours, I felt like I was being watched, but nothing untoward ever happened, even though a lone police cruiser could be seen driving slowly through the parking lot. The more I watched, the more I wanted to get closer…and touch an angel's fragile innocence.

I didn't wake up one morning and discover my growing attraction to little girls. It began as a harmless, but pivotal night when my sister asked me to babysit her eight-year-old daughter. Could I help it if my niece was so damn cute and sexy? Her name is Adrian, but believe me when I say that her pretty face and shapely, smooth little ass would tempt even the most righteous of adult men, or most boys of any age that possess even a small amount of testosterone.

Adrian had been at my house on numerous occasions without incident, but something about her that particular night was sexual. I began to look at her young body in a different way, inventing reasons to touch her and smooth my hands over her sweet little butt, which eventually inspired a terse protest that was soon forgotten.

After dinner, it was my young niece's habit to change into a t-shirt and panties. Waiting patiently, my lips smacked with anticipation when she scampered back into the living room while my pair of hungry eyes seemed to glue themselves to her creamy smooth thighs and shapely little ass…until she climbed up on my lap. Having the little temptress sit on my lap, wearing only her t-shirt and thin panties was pure torture to my stiff cock. But a surprise was about to be unveiled.

Adrian wasn't just my niece anymore. As the night wore on, she became a sexual object to be conquered in my devious brain, and all I thought about was getting into her panties. Clumsy efforts at accidentally touching the silky-smooth skin near her crotch only caused her to flash a puzzled look on her face, followed by a comment that her mommy said "that was bad touching."

The seduction was about to begin!

"Hey, Uncle Mike. How come you don't wear night clothes too?" she asked out of the blue.

"'Cause I don't know what to wear at night. Maybe you can suggest something, sweetie," I replied in a joking tone.

Like a good little niece, Adrian took me by the hand and led the way with haste into my bedroom. As if she was on a mission, she wore a serious look while she opened my closet door with a "bang."

"There! Uncle Mike," she exclaimed with a smile.

Pointing to the rack of clothes, she assumed that I owned a pair of pajamas. NOT SO!

Taking advantage of her curiosity about my clothes, I scooped her up in my arms while stealing more than a few squeezes of her soft little butt cheeks. Then the room erupted with giggles when I began to tickle her sides to hysterics. The mood was set.

"Hey! Uncle Mike. You can wear underwear and a t-shirt like I do for bed." The words barely made it out of her mouth when the wheels of manipulation began churning in my brain.

Pretending that my zipper was stuck brought a pair of dainty fingers to my rescue as Adrian eagerly pulled on the zipper handle until my fly finally opened. Then my belt refused to open until my little helper managed to undo the leather strap. Finally, my stubborn pants wouldn't come down until an angel pulled with all her might on the waistband.

"There! Uncle Mike. Now you're just like me, but I think you need a t-shirt too," she announced with a look of satisfaction.

"Hey! How come your thingy is so big? Do you gotta pee?" The look on her tiny face was priceless, but her comment about my swollen cock was so funny that I laughed until my sides ached.

After Adrian picked out a suitable t-shirt for me to wear, an impish grin crept across her pretty face. Without warning, she grabbed the waistband of my underwear. Then giggles erupted, filling the room with laughter as she pulled them all the way down to my knees. She was asking for it!

After tossing her small body on my bed, my little nymph was an easy mark. Her screams escalated as I continued tickling her sides, followed by ripping her panties off in one swift move. The sudden revelation of her inviting, naked little pussy was all it took for me to abandon all self-control and common sense. In a flash, my eager tongue was slurping her delicate little slit, forcing her smooth labia open with each stroke until I found the essence of her sweet innocence. The taste was fresh and appealing. The sensation of eating out my first preteen pussy was "mind-numbing" and the most erotic thing I had ever experienced.

"Uncle Mike! You're licking my pee-pee. That tickles and…OH! OH! That feels all tingly and…. mmm." My niece's words of protest soon changed into words of appreciation and finally, surrender.

Sighs of sexual fulfillment escaped repeatedly from Adrian's mouth while a hardened, searching tongue made love to her young sex. Her tiny body squirmed under my face as I continued lapping and sucking her fresh, preteen nectar. Her moist, pink little pussy was much smaller and tighter than I imagined, but my busy tongue managed to probe the depths of her young vagina until her hips began to gyrate, pushing her groin into my mouth as she attempted to fuck my tongue with everything she had.

"Oh! Uncle Mike," the little darling moaned repeatedly as slurping sounds filled the room. In a few moments, she was all mine. I owned her soul, heart, and mind. But kiddy-pussy from that day on would occupy my thoughts forever. Licking and sucking a child's sex was profoundly more rewarding and erotically satisfying than any adult woman I had ever experienced.

Something of lasting meaning also happened after that night. Adrian started calling me on a regular basis during the week and often on weekends, whining that she needed me to come see her or ask if she could come and visit. My balls would always warm to her voice. In truth I think, she just wanted some more sexual attention. Her mother was always glad to drop the little vixen at my house for a few hours while she went shopping, and like a good uncle, I always smiled at the occasion. A burning desire for her sweet little body and forbidden sexual treats was ultimately fed by my niece's craving to be sexually satisfied. Over a short time, our trysts became more heated until one lucky day when she let me fuck her amazing little pussy.

That memorable day in "kiddy-pussy heaven" changed me forever…and inspired a sexual appetite for children, which had to be fed. Looking at kiddy porn on the computer was only a tease but served to placate cravings, which on a day-to-day basis were either consuming me with thoughts of revisiting my young niece's tight little pussy or finding another willing little girl. This of course, was only a product of an imagination fueled by pure, selfish lust and intense arousal. But the possibilities seemed real and do-able. Could it be that another little girl, a stranger, might actually allow another stranger the liberties, which I had indulged in with my pretty eight-year-old niece?

The news was filled these days with the misdeeds of pedophiles getting caught and sent to prison for molesting or having sex with a child. I always wondered why the "Perp" would take such a stupid chance and risk his freedom. But after personally having had sex with a child, the notion suddenly seemed worthwhile.

In truth, there are probably no perfect molestations without the risk of exposure, but with a little finesse and planning, I think most children can be ultimately nudged into anything that seems like a game and plenty of fun. I knew that my particular personality and character wouldn't allow me the mistake of forcing myself on a child or taking a chance that would ultimately get me arrested. No! I would be more resourceful and tenacious, waiting patiently for a break to come my way and then take advantage of a situation without pissing a child off to the point of ratting me out. After seducing my young niece that lucky night, I realized the inherent weakness in a child's mind.

A cool breeze suddenly wafted through the trees; a sign of changing weather, no doubt. But my eyes remained fixed on a certain little cutie, which looked like a young goddess of uncommon sexuality. Watching from outside of the chain link fence, my presence was finally of interest to the child. A bright, dimpled smile came my way, warming my heart and balls with a magical sensation of wanton hope. Then the most perfect event occurred when the little temptress began to show off, catering to my constant focus on her adorable little body and pretty face.

Mentally, I fed my lust by imagining her naked body on my bed as she surrendered her innocence to my hands while smoothing my fingertips over her silky-soft, delightful sexual features. Her sweet thighs would melt in my mouth with each lick and kiss. Between those sexy legs would surely be the finest, tightest little pussy on the planet. Then, like my niece, the little preteen would grimace at first as my thick cock impaled such a tiny little vagina, followed by a serene look of sexual fulfillment and appreciation.

If she only knew the pleasures that life held for her young body…if only I could show her the magic.

The wind increased exponentially as a few drops of rain grew into many in a matter of minutes. The welcomed sunshine, which had graced the first part of the day, was fading away and giving up space to angry looking clouds of gray. Thunder clapped like a threatening announcement of things to come as violent lightning bolts flashed like tentacles of doom in the distance. Carefree laughter and squeals of a fun filled day in the playground suddenly dried up like an ancient riverbed as most of the kids ran for cover in a nearby shelter. Luckily, my trusty umbrella was at my side and soon opened when the treacherous downpour dropped like Niagara Falls from the sky.

Standing alone in the rain might seem like a dumb idea, but I suddenly had company under my huge, oversized umbrella.

"Hi there sweetie. What's your name?" I asked as the playground goddess suddenly appeared out of nowhere, clinging to my pants as if she was in mortal danger.

"Don'tcha know? I live next door to you on Maplewood Street. My name's Taylor and my mom's name is Alice," she replied as I picked her up in my arms, holding her wet little body snuggly to my chest while copping a quick feel of her sensuous little butt.

A revelation flashed through my brain of a little girl living next door, but I rarely saw the child, thinking that she was just visiting.

Taylor was a cute name for a little girl, I mused as the seductive warmth of her little body radiated to mine. Eager fingertips tingled with tantalizing excitement with every stroke as I caressed the young girl's shapely little ass. To my delight, she never complained until a careless effort at slipping my hand under her panties accidentally led a fingertip between her parted thighs and finally feeling the heat of her sweet little slit.

"Hey! My mom wouldn't like that," she commented in such a way that she seemed to be kidding.

After apologizing, I kissed her smooth cheek while returning my hands to the safety of her bottom.

"Can you carry me home please?" she asked as she batted her pretty little blue eyes like little girls do when they want something from an adult male.

"Sure honey. By the way, how old are you?" I inquired as I began the short journey home with a new passenger in my arms.

"You'll hafta guess, 'cause I'm not gonna tell," she teased as I kissed her on the cheek again.

"Okay. I'll play. I bet you're ten years old and you have a boyfriend named Larry," I answered while visions of getting into her panties filled my brain.

"Ha! Ha! N-o-o. You're not even close," she admonished with an impish twinkle in her eyes.

"OKAY! You're eight years old and in the third grade." I answered as I tickled her sides to inspire more laughter.

"Hey! How'd ya know my age and grade?" she replied as if she was shocked by the revelation. "Did my mom tell you?" she continued as the look of amazement filled her face with wonder. Then she announced that she didn't have boyfriend either, followed by an offer that I couldn't refuse.

"You can be my boyfriend if ya wanna… and I can be your girlfriend," she suggested cheerfully, as if she didn't have a clue about what she was saying or suggesting.

"Well, sweetie. We should kiss and seal the deal, shouldn't we?" I replied as I puckered my lips.

"Kissing an angel," best describes that special kiss when Taylor's thin, soft lips met mine for the first time. An exciting, passionate sensation flooded my loins while I took a huge chance and slipped a finger into the crotch of her panties while we traded kisses. I'll never forget that first touch of her warm, soft little pussy that went unchallenged, even when she felt the tip of my thick finger enter her tight little fuck hole.

The sensation was mind-absorbing to both of us, inspiring a puzzled look to steal over Taylor's face. Then more kisses continued as I held her, and to my surprise and total pleasure, my new girlfriend began to embrace the heated passion of the moment. Her lips pressed tightly to mine while her young body seemed to heat up and hunch my finger. Her pubic bone was soon busy, violently gyrating into my stomach, until the fear of someone watching my suspicious behavior with a child sobered my brain and I returned my hand to the outside of her clothes.

After about ten minutes, a smile developed when Taylor spotted her house. Her tiny body fidgeted in my arms until it was time to put her on the ground.

"Hey! You wanna play in my house with me? My mom is working and I don't like being alone in the house…please?" she begged as she purposely batted her eyes for a convincing effect.

It didn't take any more convincing by my sexy little imp. But out of good common sense, I countered with an offer of pizza at my house and a note to her mother, attached to the front door of her house.

Standing alone in my living room, Taylor's wet dress revealed her shapely, but slim hips and outline of her panties. Drool filled my lips as I gazed, like a puppy in love for the first time. Then she asked if she should go home and change into dry clothing…or dry her clothes in my dryer. You don't have to guess my answer.

Unabashedly, she stripped with ceremony, tossing each garment of clothing at me with giggles as a naughty grin covered her pretty face. My jaw dropped with amazement as the child continued until finally stripping her panties off and revealing her perfect little pussy. Those smooth, glistening thighs were a taste-tempting delight to admire, but her bald, "little girl" pussy…was too much to ignore.

The reaction on my face inspired more show and antics. Then my little houseguest seized the moment with a display of her cute little butt and exquisite naked body, turning in a pirouette like a model while grinning from ear to ear. She was a budding exhibitionist, mesmerizing me with her pure, natural, untouched beauty while making my mouth water and cock come alive with the stiffest erection I can remember. At that moment, she was the center of my universe as thoughts about making love to her precious little body were suddenly interrupted by the pizza deliveryman.

After finding Taylor a suitable oversized t-shirt to wear, she insisted that I change my clothes too. With a slice of pizza in one hand, she unsnapped my damp jeans, which were still a little wet from the rain. Giggles filled the room when she finally pulled my pants down, leaving them at my ankles while my swollen cock hung straight out between my legs like a stiff pole.

Her 'saucer sized' eyes fixed intently on the spectacle as she nonchalantly nibbled on her pizza. I could tell that wheels of wonder were turning in her young brain, but only God knows what she was really thinking. Then she flashed an impish grin as she slowly reached out for a touch of her first man. The sensation was earth-shaking as her warm, soft little fingertips wrapped around the length of my throbbing shaft. Her hand eventually began its duty, massaging and playing with my manhood while she continued to munch her slice of pizza as if what she doing was no big deal.

"Ooops! I got some pizza on your thingy, "she commented with a wry smile, inspiring me to move closer to her mouth in hopes of inducing her to take me into her warm, wet lips.

"Uh! Uh! I don't wanna do that," she complained when I persisted. Suddenly, she backed away from my naked penis and resumed eating her pizza on the couch.

Knowing that Taylor was totally naked under that thin t-shirt worked steadily on my brain and blood-engorged cock. Her sparkling blue eyes darted to my naked sex as I sat down beside her small body on the couch and commenced to join in a feast of pizza and a well-deserved cold beer. She sat quietly while her smooth thighs beckoned me, reminding me of the elusive prize that lay hidden away between her shapely legs. I wanted her. I needed her young innocence and everything her desirable preteen body had to offer to a sex-starved guy on this rainy day afternoon. After a minute, a smile returned to her pretty face as she eyed my beer.

"My daddy used to give me a taste of his beer before he moved away," she commented as she held out her hand in a suggestive manner.

"Burp!" The sounds of a beer belch echoed in the room as Taylor finished off the brew- as if she was no stranger to guzzling. "Another, please?" she begged as she purposely parted her thighs, causing her shirt to creep above her knees while exposing an inviting little preteen slit. The little temptress seemed to be teasing me with her seductive young body-or maybe seducing her new boyfriend. I couldn't read her mind, but her signals were clear enough. But showing me her young sex was a far leap from asking for a thick, adult cock to impale her tiny vagina. She smiled at the revealing look on my face, which was more than just a clue about what I wanted from her. Then my lips smacked and in an instant, she was in my arms.

The intense passion filling the living room was almost surreal. It never occurred to me that a child would respond to lovemaking in the way that eight-year-old Taylor reacted to my petting and kissing. Our mouths met for a long wet kiss as she parted her thin lips to accept my searching tongue. Moans and sighs escaped from her throat when my busy hands, gingerly smoothed up and down the length of her lusciously smooth, firm thighs.

The seductive heat from her child sex sent tingles through my fingertips, drawing me to her young, fragile, preteen pussy. The look on her face was serene, content and relaxed; an encouraging sight to be sure. As if in a coma of sexual release, her eyes closed in submission as I gently spread her tender labia and fingered her tight little cunt while she reclined fully on her back. During A brief pause for only a second to place a couch pillow under the child's head, you could hear two hearts thump with anticipation and expectation. Then a special awareness overcame my brain, the very thought of fucking this heavenly little creature and the incredible sensation which awaited my throbbing cock.

As if Taylor was reading my thoughts, she opened her mouth without opening her eyes. "You can do anything you want and I won't tell," she commented in a soft, wispy voice. Soon, she was in my arms and on her way into my bedroom.

The sound of raindrops splashing on the roof added a dramatic touch to the moment as I placed my young lover under the covers. Nothing was said as I crawled next to her warm little body and removed her t-shirt. Like two lovers, we embraced each other.

Making love to a young child's small body was a bit awkward but soon, we were kissing and fondling each other. The sensation of touching this little girl's smooth skin was addictive. Feeling her naked body next to mine was so arousing that when my swollen cock accidentally brushed against her warm pussy, pre-cum oozed from the tip and stuck to her skin like glue. Then her tiny eyes opened when I placed her dainty fingers around my throbbing shaft.

"Your thingy is hot and…what's that sticky stuff on it?" she whispered as she massaged my dick until my balls unloaded all over her hand and tummy.

An explanation about sperm followed as she held up her fingertips and examined the mysterious looking goo with keen interest and wonder. But the bed sheets were saturated, sticking to Taylor's body. "Yucky," she complained as she tried to escape by moving to the edge of the bed. Suddenly, she fell off the bed with a "thud" followed by non-stop laughter and giggles.

After Taylor and I changed the bedding, she crawled back under the covers in an instant, complaining that she was cold. I remembered the nearby bottle of soothing, warming body rub that came in handy when my old girlfriend used to stay the night and enjoy the massaging I used to give her. Thinking that my balls needed time to rejuvenate more sperm, giving little Taylor, a world-class massage would do the trick.

"Mmm. That feels s-o-o nice," she sighed as my hands smoothed the lotion over every delightful inch of her young body.

The graceful, sensuous curve of her cute butt was an inviting sight as she lay on her tummy, but her whole body looked amazingly beautiful. While gazing at this child, she seemed to glisten with youth and innocence while my fingertips gently kneaded her skin, working in the lotion until a familiar aching returned to my balls. It was time to fuck Taylor's sweet little pussy.

Her legs easily parted when Taylor flipped over on her back, but her eyes seemed to be asking, "What other surprises do you have for me?" Then she squirmed when she felt my warm, wet mouth directly on her young pussy.

Without any comment or complaint, this eight-year-old girl was experiencing oral sex for the first time in her short life. I marveled at her pink little vaginal opening and how tight it felt to my tongue. The taste was much like my niece's little pussy as I lapped up her secretions and pre adolescent juices.

From Taylor's small butt hole to her tiny clit, my tongue drank in the essence of this little girl's sex. Then my hands cupped both of her butt cheeks while pulling her naked crotch closer to my face. My tongue plunged into the depths of her fuck hole until her body writhed from intense sexually induced arousal. Then she climaxed in an explosive release of sexual fulfillment while I held her tightly to my mouth. Her young, preteen body convulsed while groans and moans filled the air until suddenly she remained still. One look at her satiated looking face and it was obvious that she had passed out. It never occurred to me that this might happen with a child, even though I had witnessed it a few times with my adult lovers.

Taylor's eyes looked glazed over when she finally recovered from her first orgasm. She just stared blankly at the ceiling while I reclined next to her on the bed and smoothed my hands over her soft little tummy. Then I kissed her lightly on the lips while comforting her shaken, confused little brain. Her eyes blinked, followed by a smile as if a revelation of some kind flashed in her mind.

"What happened to me?" She whispered as she reached around my neck and pulled me down until my face was only inches from her face. Her smooth featured face glowed with a natural innocence and sense of wonder as I planted another kiss on her lips and began telling about what had occurred and why she passed out. The explanation seemed to ease her worry and concern but then she surprised me by asking if I could do that to her again.

"Please?" She begged until I promised her another climax. She didn't have to ask. But now, other business was on my platter. I had promised my eager cock a trip inside of Taylor's tight little pussy. Having sex with Taylor would be the final turn into a life of thinking only about preteen pussy.

Her face grimaced with expectation when my huge, meaty cock began to impale her tight little vagina. "O-w-e-e!" she cried as I pushed gently past the entrance of her tiny hole, stretching and coaxing her young pussy to accept my massive shaft. Then the sweet, intensely gratifying sensation of fucking a child numbed my brain while Taylor's warm, moist little fuck hole wrapped around my thickness as I plunged deeper into her body.

While fucking Taylor's young pussy in a slow, deliberate way, the pressure in my balls exploded with such force that steamy hot sperm instantly flooded her vagina and began leaking like a river of milky, bubbly goo until a pool of the sticky stuff covered the bed sheets and every inch of her crotch and butt crack. The sensational orgasm was beyond description and the best of the best. Tremors of sexual gratification continued as I pumped Taylor's ravaged pussy until the last drop of semen was deposited into her warm fuck hole. Her pussy felt so damn good to my dick that I hesitated to pull out of her warm, tight little hole. It was the best sensation of my life but the day was getting late and I didn't need Taylor's mother to come looking for her daughter-all alone with an adult man and naked in his bedroom.

After showering together, Taylor hugged my neck as she invited herself over for another round of oral sex, commenting that her mother would be at work the next day and she'd be ready by not wearing any panties. Picking her up in my arms, I smiled as I kissed her again while asking if she would wear some panties with cartoon characters. A bright grin appeared as she promised to wear her Barbie panties. Then she sealed the deal with a passionate, wet kiss while I copped another feel of her soft little ass.

The next day, I was called back to work at the construction site, meaning that I might miss my little girlfriend. But true to her word, she knocked on my door even though her mother was already home from her job. She looked precious as I invited her in the house. All smiles and enthusiasm, she quickly took me by the hand and escorted me into my bedroom where she closed the door and unbuttoned her jeans; all in one motion it seemed. "See? I have my Barbie panties on," she announced with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Knock, knock!"

"OH! SHIT!" I thought. "It's gotta be Taylor's mother."

"Hi Uncle Mike," my niece hollered excitedly as she leaped into my arms.