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Subject: OMERTA (Mg,cons, extreme-pedo)
Date: Mon, 30 Aug 2004 16:27:00 -0700
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OMERTA (Mg,cons, extreme-pedo)
BY ILIKEIT
I used to live in a street like many others. In summer, it was hot and
balmy, and the hot weather generally always brought out the best little
girls. Hot and sweaty, the cotton dresses and baby socks clung to them
like a second skin.
Returning back from college, I always used to pass them on the wall they
always seeemed to hang out at. Cheekily, they grinned, looking up at me.
"Hi," they said. I managed a smile and began to make my way home.
Unusually, this time, they called me back. I turned to see one of them
edging another forward, whispering "Go on".
The little girl, Jasmine, came towards me. She could be no more than
ten, with tight plaited hair emhasising her puppy fat cheeks and big,
staring eyes. She shifted, from foot to foot, light and bouncy, absently
scratching the underdeveloped tits that just protruded from the top of
her cotton dress. I thought, one swift rip and they would be mine. I
imagined sucking the ripe tits, pushing my cock throughh the too-tight
opening as lust stripped my senses bear. If she knew I had lusted after
her barely-there body for ages, sending the little girl in2 moans of
pure ecstasy. She saw my stare, and a smile tugged at the corners of her
mouth. She began slowly, hesitantly, "is it true that you put a sock
down your pants?" I laughed and shook my head. The little girl's eyes
grew wide in interest. I thought for a moment and added "Why? Do you
want to suck it?" The crudeness of the statement caught the little girl
off guard and she looked back to her mates for signs of what she should
so. Their interest had been taken up by something else, tough, and they
yelped excitedly into the distance. She turned back and shrugged her
shoulders. "Yeah" Whas was tat? I wondered. Was that a yeah? She nodded.
I thought, she wants it. All the thoughts and reservatoons melted away
as i imasgined myself tearing at the virgin cunt, with my nine and a
half inches tearing away at the cleft and swollen thighs. I told her she
knew where to find me and was welcome anytime. She smiled; a sort of
half-smile that knowingly acknolwdged her understanding. She turned to
go in search of her friends and turned back quickly. "do you want to see
me do a handstand?" she flew without warning through the air and landed
on her head, balancing herself with adolescent athletiism and
enthusiasm. I watched as the flowery wafty skirt fell to her face,
exposing for thr briefest of seconds the white cotton panties she had on
underneath. Disney images emblazoned the cleft of her cunt and within a
moment she flew right and wheeled round to face me. She cast a gaze once
more at the erection that was straddling to escape my trousers and ran off.
"See ya"
No, I thought, I'll see you. Soon enough.
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