Perverts 'R' Us

The Seduction of Carey

By Spin ( M/g, pedo, oral, 1st, con )

Like a fragile, recently blossomed flower, the child's pure innocence beckoned to be touched, tasted and caressed.

Her name was Carey. Her age was about eight years old.

Long, fine blond strands of hair, decorated with a colorful ribbon cascaded over her shoulders, bouncing to the rhythm of her playful gait as she walked through the door.

"Hi Mr. Sampson!" she hollered as she flashed a bright "happy to see you" smile.

"Hi yourself!" I replied with a cheerful exuberance, reflecting the pure joy of knowing that this desirable preteen princess would be in my bed tonight…if all went well with my carefully set plans.

The long winding path to This day began when I first met Carey and her mother. They both looked stunningly pretty as they walked into my office to arrange for a weekly rental in my motel. That was two months ago and since then, I've become a volunteer babysitter for the little girl while her mother tries to earn a living as a cocktail waitress at one of the local night spots.

This adorable little grade-schooler managed to awaken a long suppressed appetite for the forbidden delights of preteen pussy, the first time we were alone together. Maybe it was the way she looked at me with those blue, sparkling eyes, or that cute grin…or her silky-smooth inner thighs that made my mouth water as a lust-filled brain mentally undressed her.

Mostly I think, it was our game of playful tickling that eventually found me accidentally touching the soft, puffy pubic mound between her thighs as she lay giggling on the carpet. The laughter soon stopped when she realized where my fingertips were, but she didn't protest. As if I was suddenly ruled by this perilous confrontation with a child's sex, I couldn't remove my hand from the pleasantly erotic warmth. It radiated like a beacon of inspiration, urging me to test the limits of how far Carey would permit me to go before she objected.

Without a word she surrendered while I let the palm of my hand smooth over her panty-covered slit. Occasionally I tested her cooperation by gently pushing a finger into the fabric, spreading the folds of her vagina. Soon I was rewarded when a sigh of contentment escaped from her thin, pouty lips as she closed her eyes. She seemed to enjoy the sensations of all the new things that I was doing to her young body. While letting my fingertips sample her elusive, little girl delights, I gazed in awe at the pristine beauty of her untouched innocence; the secret place that was off limits to the rest of mankind, but mine to molest and savor, at least for this moment.

A brief response from the little girl occurred when I slid her panty leg to one side for a much-anticipated view of her delicate, bare pussy. Ripples of intense arousal flooded my brain as a rare, first time look at a child's sex captured my attention. She opened her eyes, staring glassy-eyed at my face while her immature mind absorbed the sensations of being sexually fondled by a grownup.

We traded smiles for a time while Carey reclined on her back. Her slim legs opened wide, while the inviting sight before me warmed every molecule in my body. Our eyes met and then our lips kissed. The fresh tasting essence of a child drew me closer, my free hand busy between her sweet, luscious little thighs until finally, her underpants were off and tossed to a corner of the room.

"My mom wouldn't like that." she whispered softly, but not with a tone that would show her own disapproval.

"Well, let's not tell her, OK?" I replied as I kissed her tender lips again.

A silent nod said it all. Carey wouldn't say a word to her mother, but I realized I should probably slow things down and take more time with the seduction of this little cutie from heaven.

After that first day with Carey we were bonded by our mutual secret, as friends and eventually, lovers. We traded knowing winks as we teased each other until it turned into a game.

One day she walked into my office wearing a naughty looking grin while lifting the hem of her skirt above her waist, challenging me to catch her if I wanted to see more. She obviously enjoyed the newly discovered power of her preteen sex and began taking it as far as she could. She was an accomplished tease but I let her play the role because in the end, she would be mine to ravish, fuck and fondle, satisfying my pedophilic desires.

Her mother worked all night and slept all day, leaving Carey and me alone to our mischief and dirty deeds. The allure of fucking this little temptress was nagging at me, inspiring my every thought and behavior. Inviting her to sit on my lap as I worked in the office offered the opportunity to further molest and feel up the precious treats between her legs.

After a few days it was a routine thing for me to gently spread her warm, smooth thighs as she sat with her soft, shapely butt, squarely over my swollen cock. My eager hand got busy searching for her forbidden treasure until my fingertips found the warmth of her tender little pussy. Obediently she opened her thighs wider, encouraging me to finger her moist little vagina.

I'll never forget the incredible sensation the first time I finger fucked this little girl. Her tight little cunt was stubbornly refusing to open but I soon discovered the natural lubricating powers of saliva. After coating a finger with spit, I began to gently push into her fuck hole, stretching her tiny vagina until my finger finally disappeared inside of the sweetest pussy on earth.

Finger fucking a child like little eight-year-old Carey was the most erotic experience that you could imagine. Soon her little pussy held my cock hostage, teasing my constant erection until tonight. Tonight my hopes and desires of fucking this cute little morsel would finally arrive.

"Come sit on my lap, sweetie." The words were barely out of my mouth when her tiny body managed to leap in one bound, landing on my lap, accompanied by giggles. She leaned back on my chest, expecting my usual behavior. I didn't disappoint the little darling. My right hand slid firmly between her open thighs, finding the natural warmth of her sex and then effortlessly gliding into her silky smooth panties. The softness of her body was like a drug to my brain as I continued feeling her soft, sensuous pubic area and the depths of her moist little slit. She squirmed when my middle finger pushed into her hole, emulating the act of fucking her brains out and causing her to almost pass out from arousal.

It was a rule by Carey's mother that her daughter could stay with me while she worked at night, but she never let her sleep in my bed "for obvious reasons of good sense," she commented with a smirk. Then she made me promise, or she would have to find another babysitter. I suspected that she suspected, but nothing was ever said so I chose to ignore her veiled concerns.

True to our agreement, I never let her daughter sleep in my bed. But tonight her mother was going to be out of town with a new boyfriend and away for the weekend. Carey would be all mine, and all I had to do was convince her to ignore her mother's ironclad rule and crawl into my bed willingly. Except for allowing me my pleasures, Carey usually did what her mother told her and never complained.

My plan depended on a predicted, heavy thunderstorm that was to be the mother of all storms. Due to hit town by nightfall, I counted on Carey to react in a favorable way when loud claps of thunder echoed through the building. Days earlier, her mother happened to comment that her daughter was horrified by thunder and would insist on sleeping in her mother's bed until the storm passed. This tidbit of information wasn't forgotten and tonight, it would be tested.

A light pelting of rain announced the beginning of the storm. Carey's body tensed as she sat on my lap. A distant thunder moving closer and closer sent ripples of fear through her body. Suddenly she turned to face me, her arms wrapped tightly around my neck as tears of terror welled up in her eyes. It was time.

"No! I don't wanna sleep on the couch tonight, please?" she cried as I placed her body on the couch as usual.

"You wanna sleep with me, darling?" I asked softly while holding her firmly in my arms.

"Uh huh." she whispered with a nod of her head.

My cock was already swollen with anticipation as I placed the little angel on my bed. She watched as I undressed in front of her, my thick, meaty penis sticking straight out between my thighs while Carey stared with a look of wonder and curiosity. The tears had finally stopped when another loud clap of thunder reverberated through the bedroom. Her small body clung tightly to me as I curled up to her. A light kiss on her cheek soon led into heavy petting as my free hand slid to her soft little bottom and under her panties. Her smooth, bare skin excited me, firing up my loins and inspiring a frenzy of quickly removing her panties and her dress.

"Hold me…please?" she begged as a glistening tear clung to her smooth cheek.

Holding this doll baby to my naked body added fuel to my lustful desires. My stiff, throbbing cock immediately found the silky smooth place between her thighs. The warmth of her body and nearness of her little pussy to the tip of my dick was all it took to begin humping the child's body. Finally, there it was. The unmistakable sensation of a warm, moist vagina touching my sex was the only inspiration needed.

"What if my mom finds out?" Carey asked softly, as if she suddenly realized that she was in my bed, against her mother's orders.

I didn't respond to her question as I aimed my erection between her open thighs. She was on her back but trying to resume the position of lying on her side. As usual she surrendered, assuming the missionary position while the head of my cock began entry into the most magnificent little pussy that a man could ask for.

Carey's tight fuck hole resisted with every attempt as I gently pushed into her body.

"Please don't. I don't like that." she begged as I continued with the struggle of violating this little girl's preteen sex.

The sensation was overwhelming. Fucking a child has to be the next best thing to meeting GOD. Carey's sweet, tight little cunt finally stretched, allowing deeper penetration while bathing my shaft with incredible warmth and intense sexual stimulation. Whines of disapproval from her thin lips finally were silenced, until a bolt of searing pain throbbed unexpectedly through her tiny body as her hymen gave way to a firm thrust from my steel hard cock.

"I DON'T LIKE YOU ANYMORE!" she cried in pain as I plunged deeper into her vagina, enjoying the most sensational fuck of my life.

Carey squirmed, trying to get me off of her but my balls wouldn't have any of that. A sudden explosion of hot pressurized cum shot gobs after thick, steamy gobs of my seed into the little girl's womb. Her protests soon turned into groans of pleasure as the warm fluid filled her vagina tunnel, soothing the remnants of pain from losing her cherry and satisfying her need to feel relief from the trauma of "first time sex".

"Mmm." she moaned as she settled down, finally experiencing the fulfilling warmth and sensations of fucking for the first time. Her tight little cunt wrapped snugly around me, holding the sides of my cock like a vise as I pumped her preteen body faster and faster.

"OH MY GOD!" she groaned out loud as the first orgasm in her young life sent ripples of pleasure; a new found, unexpected pleasure through her tiny body, flooding her young brain with endorphins, nature's best sensation and most intense pleasure.

Carey's hips pushed uncontrollably into my groin as I fucked her 'little girl' brains into oblivion. Sighs of satiation continued from her mouth as she embraced and enjoyed her own sexuality, finally ending when she complained that her "'gina" was getting sore.

The night kept getting better. My darling child lover "cooed" and moaned most of the night while I buried my face between her open thighs. I can truthfully say that I had never tasted such a fresh, sweet tasting pussy as Carey's. The tip of my tongue explored every erotic part of this little girl's sex. From her tight little ass to her tiny, almost invisible clit, the sensation of licking and sucking the essence of her preteen innocence was indescribable.

As we finally began to rest, she hugged my neck passionately, pulling me as close to her body as she could while whispering in my ear.

"I didn't mean what I said about not liking you anymore."