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 SARAHS PED ME - Quite a few ped fantasists often ask, "how do you get them
then," and I reply, "I just let it come to me."
   And then of course they ask, "what do you mean?"
   I can't be fucked after that, I just say, "ah you know."
   And of course they don't or they're the authorities trying to work
something or other out.
   I decided the best thing was to tell a story about what I mean.
   Quite a number of my experiences are probably born sexed up and for sure
most of them have had sex on the brain from quite an early age.  What I
find out is that a lot of them have been wanking off from a very early age
and they love that.  These days there's the internet and chat and video cam
chat.  So there's quite a few there indicating it's time for sex.  Loads of
little girlies rubbing themselves stupid on cam for us mature older types
and getting off on our displayed erections and offerings of spunk.
   They may not be the only ones of course but they're the type to be had.
Young lads too, its not just the young ladies.  Just the other day I came
across a young boy 11, sweet he was and wearing a lovely pair of girls pink
frilly panty knickers.
   "I think I'm gay," he said, "I want to meet an older man to do it with."
Yes, we had some fun.
   But it's the young ladies I'm concentrating on this time and 8 year old
Sarah comes to mind, a handy neighbour to have.
   The wearing of short skirts and tight t-shirts doesn't give all the
clues.  The regular displayed panty knicker twot shots offered by "look at
this" handstands always demonstrated when I pass by doesn't guarantee she
wants to see your erect penis but they're a good start.  A lot of it is in
the looks given and words sometimes used.
   "I saw a boy's willy at school today," can be ignored but "I saw a boy's
cock at school today," might be getting somewhere.  And busy single mother,
no father around helps.
   "You shouldn't be using words like that," I said, "your mum might hear
you."
   "So what, anyway she's not here," Sarah said grinning.
   "WHAT, well what are you doing here all on your own then," from me.
   "I'm not am I," she said, "Mrs Brown's looking after me while mum gets
home."
   "Oh right," I said.  "Where is she then?"
   "At work," from Sarah.
   "I meant Mrs Brown," I said.
   "I dunno, indoors," from her.  "Are you going into your house now or are
you going out?"
   "Shops," I said.
   "Can I come," she asked?
   "I dunno," I said teasing, "can you?"
   "Yeah, if I want I can," she pouted, "want to see me do a handstand?"
   I didn't reply.  She just did one but that was what she always did.
   "Hello, hello," it was Mrs Brown, "oh its you is it?"
   "Can I go shops with him," Sarah asked?  She was sitting on the grass
where she'd fallen when Mrs Brown had interrupted.
   "Put your legs together Sarah," Mrs Brown said, "what are you like?"
   Sarah giggled and when I looked at her she gave me a knowing sly look.
   Permission was granted and off we went.
   "Did you see me knickers," Sarah asked as we started to walk off?
   "Shhh," I said, "she'll hear you."
   Sarah just giggled, "you did, didn't you?"
   "Yeah," I said in a hushed tone and as I looked back but Mrs Brown had
already gone back inside.  "You know what Mrs Brown said to me the other
day, she said you know too much and more than her?"
   Sarah laughed, "I do, she's just an old woman."
   "And you know everything do you," I said laughing?
   "I know about boys cocks sticking up," she said giggling, "does yours
stick up when you see me knickers."
   "I don't know," I said grinning at her as we walked through the housing
estate.  Anyone hearing our conversation would be surprised I suppose.
   "I bet it does," she said giving me that same sly look.
   "Maybe," I said.
   "I knew it would," she said.
   "Do you want to go this way through the estate or that way through the
woods," I asked her?
   "Its longer through the woods," she said correctly.
   "Yeah its a lot longer through the woods," I said smiling.
   "If we go through the woods will you show it to me," she asked?
   "Depends," I said.
   "On what," she asked?
   "Just depends," I replied.
   "I'll show my fanny," she said.
   "Then we'll definitely go through the woods," I said grinning, "come on,
this way.  Sarah how old are you now?"
   "8, how old are you," she asked as I held her hand and crossed the road?
   "9," I said which made her laugh.
   "How old are you really," she asked?
   "36," I said leading her up the kerb and on towards the under pass.
   "Oh I like going in the underpass," she said.
   "Why," I asked?
   "Its got lots of rudey things written on the walls," she said, "and
pictures of big cocks and girls fannies."
   "Yeah I know," I said and then we walked into the tunnel.  It wasn't
very long, the light was always good.
   "Look," she said stopping in front of a picture of a huge cock being
aimed at an even huge wide open cunt, "I like that one."
   "Yeah and that fanny must be of a girl about your age," I said.
   "How do you know," she said?
   "Easy," I said, "because its got no hair drawn on it."
   She started giggling at that.  "I haven't got any on mine," she giggled.
   "I guessed that," I said, "and that's ok with me.  I prefer fannies with
no hair."
   "My mum doesn't have them," she said, "I seen her, she makes them go
away."
   "I prefer fannies that have never grown any hair," I said.
   "That's from ones on girls my age," she giggled, "does that mean you
like girls my age more better?"
   "Yeah," I said, "here, hold my hand again, we'll cross the road here and
then we can enter the woods."
   I had a good look round when we got into the woods.  You didn't get that
many people walking through them but there were the occasional old wanker
men hoping to spot something.  I often walked through the woods and had a
fairly good idea where I was in relation to where we were heading and what
areas were more dense than others.
   "Here," I said, "we'll go this way."
   There was a kind of copse within the woods or at least an area of
thicker smaller trees and bushes.  They were on one side of the woods and
located just behind a public toilets which was on the edge of the big park.
The woods you see were basically located to one side of the big public
parks.  I suppose it could have been all the piss from the public bogs that
had caused the copse to grow.  I don't know though.
   "Come on," I said reaching for her hand, "I know this place, its
alright, I know how we can get in alright."
   I knew you couldn't easily be seen if you were in there because the
first time I came across it, I'd been approaching it when suddenly two old
pervs suddenly walked out and I nearly bumped into them.  It turned out
they hid in there hoping against hope.  They didn't want to chat but I got
them talking a bit and I even used to wander in to see if I could find them
again.  That only happened once and we shared a wank together or I let them
wank me off.
   "There," I said when we got into about the middle of it.
   "Ugh what's that," she said pointing at something.
   "Oh," I said looking, "its a rubbing mag."
   "What's that," she said shying away?
   "A sex mag," I said, "a magazine full of sexy pictures.  Some old men
will have been here looking at it and rubbing their cocks."
   "Where," she said looking around?
   "Before," I said, "not now, there's no-one here now, just us."
   "Are you sure," she asked still looking around?
   "Yes," I said, "you can see for yourself.  But wouldn't it be nice and
sexy if there were some old men in here watching us."
   "I'm not sure," she said, "are there any?"
   "No," I said as I started to unzip myself.
   "Wow," she said watching me.
   "You wanted to see it didn't you," I said as I flopped it out.  It was
fully hard and a little sticky on the end.  I like sexy little preteen
ladies.
   "YEAH," she said forgetting all about the monster old men.  Personally I
hoped they were watching but I knew they weren't.  Pity really.
   "Go on then," I said offering my erect penis to her.  "Are you going to
rub it or just look at it.  Go on, give me a wank."
   Her hand moved out towards it and she took hold of it and then she
looked up at me and grinned.  "Do I show my fanny now?"
   "Not yet," I said, "give me a wank first and then you can show it and
then when you do I'll give you a fanny wank."
   "You cant do a wank on a girl," she said as I felt her hand squeeze down
on my cock.
   "Oh cant you," I said, "I'll show you that you can and I'll use my
tongue.  Go on, wank me off and do it as fast as you can and make all the
spunky jump out."
   She was a good wanker, she had a good born to wank technique.  Her left
hand stabilised herself and wanking my cock with her right, she was able to
do it very fast.  I spunked all over her t-shirt.
   "Right take your knickers off," I told hold once I'd got my wind, "and
give them to me.  I'll put them in my pocket."
   I lay down on the ground and then got her to straddle my face and then
mouth and tongue wanked her with the bonus of some light frigging up her
arsehole.  She loved it.
   After that I was hard again and this time I got her to suck me off and
of course that took considerably longer, but that was alright for me.
   During the suck off we included a little bit of fanny prodding with the
erect tip of my cock.  I was glad I was able to transfer a little bit of
secondary precum into her cunt but we only stuffed it in a bit.
   "Don't we push it more in," she said as I rubbed it up and down her
little girl junior slitty?
   "We should do but look at the time," I said, "get it back in your mouth
and suck the spunk juices out.  We have to get back."
   "Oh you're back," said Mrs Brown, "oh, didn't you get what you wanted?"
   I'd forgotten to make allowances for that.
   "Oh my goodness Sarah," Mrs Brown said, "what an earth have you done
there?"
   Sarah looked down to what Mrs Brown was pointing at.
   "My fault," I said quickly, "I bought Sarah one of those lemonade
lollies and she spilt it."
   Sarah started to laugh and at the same time she fingered the spunk marks
on her t-shirt.
   "Don't touch it," said Mrs Brown, "come inside and I'll clean it for
you. Thanks" she said turning to me and then walked towards the house with
Sarah in hand.
   "Yeah thanks," said Sarah turning her head and grinning.  "Can we go
again and get further in next time?"
   "Further in where," I heard an impatient Mrs Brown asking her.
   "Further in my secret place," I heard Sarah reply and giggling at the
same time.
   I assumed she would explain that her secret place was the woods but you
never know with little girls.
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