Subject: Growing Up as a Straight Pedo (Mg)
Author: Jules Peterson <pjules69@yahoo.com>
Posted: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Hi Kelly,
I finally made it to mail you to say a big "Thank you" for your page! In my eyes
its a blessing for the world. Its educational and really shows more opinions (or
grey zones) then the "public" "one" to risky themes such as incest. I allways
try to look at both sides of a coin.
Besides its of... practical use (f.e. educational*g*) I got pretty hot while
surfing it. As well as your diary or friends stories, or the tributes got me
pretty hot. I name it because I normally don't get too excited with adult stuff,
but you got me anyway (well on more then one time :p). Another thing I want to
thank you for is the time and work/effort you put into the site! I understand
that its something you wouldn't do if you wouldn't like it, but there must be a
lot of time you invest selflessly for other people. <3
You seem always interested in other people to write something about themselves.
So here you get me :)
I am a 32 yo normal guy from Europe (not England so excuse me for bad grammar or
some... unique errors). Well, maybe not that normal...
I call myself to be a straight pedo, sexually fantasizing mostly about the
really lil ones from 2-6. But I have to add that there are many more facets to
me. I am pretty open about almost everything sexual (well snuff is my absolute
no go). I wanked in foreign homes, played with my bottom hole (to the point that
it should be fistable (sorry I know you don't like it, I hope its not too
disgusting for you to read about it)), I even tasted my own piss and shit, I
traveled to look for other porn then available here, I did stuff with a 50+ yo
gaypedo (one of the best souls on this planet!), I have some slut tendencies
myself. Well there is much more. As I said there are many many more colors in me
then just black or white.
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Some of this you might not believe... I don't care. It's true. It's me.
I must have started to masturbate when I was 2 or 3 yo. Even before my first
memory of anything (which I find amazing/wild). I did it laying on my tummy
using my hand or stuffed animals to get off. I am still using this technique,
even I am 32 now. I never.. NEVER had an orgasm being hard (I tried in my teens
and even faked an orgasm after wanking for an hour or so one time). I never
heard of another guy like that but anyway. I can get hard, but wanking the usual
way doesn’t give me much.
One of my first memories of myself is that I was wanking in bed and the doorbell
rang. My brother asked me to stop wanking because he awaited a friend from
school. My brother is 3,5 years older then me so that event must have taken
place when I was 3 or 4 yo. Btw. I didn't stop and his friend laughed at me
which made me feel bad. Imagine a 3 yo totally focused on his lust humping his
hand and being so horny not able or willing to stop.
At ~ 25 I learned from a cousin that he saw me wanking when I was super lil and
that he will never forget my little body humping my palm or whatever it must
have looked like. He also laughed at me, that is what I assume the way he talked
about it. I think this event took place before the one mentioned above so I
think I must have started with 2 or 3 years of age.
BTW my brother used the same technique but we can't say who started who or where
we got it from. He has no problems with women as far as I know (btw you would
love his cock, its 8 inches long as far as I remember, mine is ok too with at
least 6 inches) or with cumming erect.
The time when I was between 6 and 10 my brother and I went to a place for kids
where you could hang out outside or inside doing stuff from building our own
huts (? small 1 room "houses") outdoor to playing cards indoors. Most of the
time I had a girlfriend there (95% of the time it was just one girl - the girl
of my life maybe *g*). It was the usual stuff I guess, kissing, laying naked
together, and especially kissing! One time we did a 5 minute kiss in the middle
of a huge cross-way without separating our lips a single second, so we must have
had some observers as all the cars drove by.
On an occasion we were on a playground, a really small one but it had a one
stock building to it where toys were locked. She talked me into climbing on the
roof and cuddle there in the nude. People who walked the path witch lead through
the park and was directly behind the building could easily see us. Some years
ago I went there and was shocked when I learned that the place where we might
have laid on the roof and the path were separated only by not much more then 5
yards. I couldn't believe it and got very horny! It must have been a totally
beautiful sight for the passing people seeing us so intimate, it wasn't sex but
I would still call it intimate.
On a vacation with this "place for kids" which I described above I had the
chance to shower with two beautiful girls my age, which was probably 8 or 9.
Some of us were playing spin-the-bottle or truth or dare, I cannot remember
correctly. There was this girl which I didn't know (she was with our group on
vacation but I had never seen her at the.. club) but she talked me into having a
shower with her. I was very reluctant because I didn't want to cheat on my
girlfriend but as typical me I can't say no and in the end she won. I was very
nervous when I went to the shower on the scheduled time, imagine my surprise
when I saw not only her in there but my girlfriend too!
It is one of my favorite memories of my childhood really. I had absolutely no
clue what to do so the girls directed me to the shower. It was a 2 people shower
with a lockable door to the main corridor which meant we had some time. We
agreed to swap partners, which meant I had the privilege to switch while one
girl had to shower alone. The deal was one girl had the period until the shower
stopped - it had some kind of timer. What we did was cuddling and kissing. The
girls were naked but I was too shy on my own to get naked too so I started
showering in my bathing trunk until my girlfriend said something about it and
basically talked me into taking it off.
You must understand the I was awfully shy and very bad educated in the sex
related themes. The main reason for my shyness must be the 2 events mentioned
above when 2 people laughed at me seeing me wanking. After that I was much more
discreet and I started hiding it from strangers. I don't know why nobody felt
responsible to educate me, do the flowers and the bees talk with me but nobody
did. I got pieces here and there but I never related my masturbation sessions
(which I did on a daily basis most of the time from at least 5 or 6, maybe
younger) with my girlfriend. Which is, looking at it now, a tragedy! It was
ALWAYS her who initiated anything ... interesting. And we really did some stuff
over the years! There are so many passed opportunities with her it almost hurt
now sensing now what we could have done then!
For example I remember one time with her on the "place for kids" on a weekend
day. The place was closed but we climbed over the fence to have the huge outdoor
area for us alone. The outdoor area was separated from the nearby park by only
the mentioned fence and a bank/barrage (?) with bushes and trees on it so nobody
from the park could see into the area. It was a warm summer day and we walked
around aimlessly, going into various huts but not knowing what to do so finally
we ended up on a wracked truck. We laid down on the expanse (?) above the rear
tires and got naked. My girlfriend seemed to like this a lot since it was again
her idea, but I wasn't complaining. Yes I was shy but that doesn't mean I didn't
like it! I laid down but she said that she had to lay below and I needed to be
above her because the girl always is below while the boy is always above! It is
just like that! That’s what she said. Imagine what we could have done then just
with a little more KNOWLEDGE on my side :( But cuddling and kissing and nothing
more is still beautiful! On the other hand it really........really could have
happened more then. .. :( It never crossed my mind that she could touch me and
give my young cock good feelings or that I could touch her just the same to give
her beautiful child vagina the attention it deserved! I know that she had not
only approved but would have really appreciated it!
So back to the shower! We showered that way, me switching girls every minute or
so, for over 15 minutes, maybe 30 I don't know.. At one point I felt bad for
them because I never had to be alone like they had every so often. So I had the
idea that the girls kiss each other the next round and I would only watch. Only
watch. Today I would die to watch something like that! Especially with this
circumstances and being so close! The other girl would have tried it, but
unfortunately my girlfriend said that she wasn't gay and wouldn't do it. I tried
to coax her into it but she just wouldn't do it.
The next day I found her in a bad mood alone in the hallway. I sat next to her
to comfort her but she wouldn't really let me. It came eventually out that she
was jealous because of the shower event. Well who can blame her, I took the
other girl in my arms caressed her back with my hands and kissed her the same
way like my girlfriend. I even had my eyes closed. Its just strange that she
approved at the beginning of the shower event, I asked explicitly if it was ok
with her. Maybe it was because of me kissing the other girl just exactly the
same way as kissing her. Anyway it was the last day there and things went back
to normal if I remember correctly after we were home.
At ~10 we separated. I quit going there but I was hurt and every time I saw her
for the next +6 years I fell in love again.
At 11 porn movies (which we... borrowed from some of our parents) made the
round. I remember "Diamond Babys" - rich appearing American environment where
they had to hide the diamonds in their pussies or something. In another flick
they had full plate knight armors which could produce a plastic hard-on. Of
course the women in the film made good use of this practical phenomenon!
At 12 I realized I liked the naturally blank pussies the most. Yes, I was a 12yo
pedo.
I remember a very... unique event when I was 13. We lived in a flat of a multi
family house which was every house near. Every house was directly on the
sidewalk. Most or nearly all were build so you couldn't easily look into the
windows of the lowest flat. Well, there was one flat which hadn't this feature.
The view was blocked by jalousies/sun-blinds but on one window there was maybe
an inch at the bottom where the jalousie was just to short. EVERY time I passed
the window there was a guy watching TV. EVERY time. (well I just went that
direction later on days).
I started wondering about this guy. Days passed, weeks passed, he was there, and
I thought about him. So what I did one day was knocking on his window and asking
him if he wanted a blowjob. It was super strange and I may have shivered a bit.
He was totally confused. I don't think anybody had ever knocked on his window
before. And that such a request. Well, he looked stunned, took a look to the
left, took a look to the right, said that I was crazy and went back to his TV :)
Well I really don't know what made me do it. But it didn't bother me much - he
was just the man in front of his TV or something like that.. Well what is
strange to this situation is, I never met him on the street (as far as I know,
but it wasn't like I looked him right in the face when I made my offer - I sure
was kind of embarrassed!) BUT!... well, I this will need an explanation.
My house and his house were on the same block, more or less opposite of each
other. To his house was an old and closed mini-gas-station were they sold one or
two used/repaired cars in the driveway. Behind - so to the middle of our block -
was an old 5 or 6 level high car park house. That must be where they earned
money because some day they build another VERY nice multi family house there. So
now back to the story :) I always thought of HIM as the owner of the place,
having the flat right next to the old gas station. I don't know if he was and I
never saw him again after that strange move of me asking him, a complete
stranger, if he wanted a blowjob. Anyway, there was this new house some day (I
forgot it was years later that they built it) and it had beautifully penthouse
like flats a the top (I am not so good with the rich-people stuff, so when does
the flat at the top of a house become a penthouse?). And our flat was a the
first level. And I had the room facing to the center of the block. AND I had no
cover over the top of my two big windows. There was maybe 1 1/2 to 2 feet space.
He owner. Nice Penthouse. More or less unblocked view into my room from there.
Well maybe I pushed this part a little but try to imagine my situation. I did
something strange which didn’t bother me too much in the end at the age of 13, I
thought I would never see him again except maybe him in front of his TV. But
then the view into my room. Kind of hard to transport but I let like this...
whatever... :)
Incest! at ~12 or 13: I touched my mothers boobs and fantasized about being with
my dad. Well more like checking him out then fantasizing but still I felt very
attracted to him on one totally random occasion. The thing with my mom was
strange. Normal people shake hands when they meet. Parents and their kids may
hug each other. I wanted to try something new and thought it was funny. She
slapped my check the instant I touched her. It was the only time that she hit me
and it really was automatically :) She took me into the bed to cuddle with me, I
was still confused so I didn't try my new greeting style again :)
This were my closest incest happenings with my parents. I wish we were closer
now. The next year +/- the catastrophe happened.
My parents died when I was 14. This is not something I would relate to an erotic
site, but I remember your diary entry "Memories of My Mom". Well, me and my
parents weren't really close. Than the last 2 or 3 years before their passing
they started the separation process by arguing louder and longer and stuff. I
just wanted them to be together, so I think each dispute putting me more and
more away from them emotionally. I never cried one tear. I still love them, and
did back then, but true love is something else . Well it is true love, but it is
just not as strong as I think it should be or I would like to feel it. So when I
read your entry about your mom my eyes went wet. It makes my heart melt its so
beautiful. It makes me kind of envy, but in a positive way where I just feel
totally happy FOR you that you feel so much love for her. I would have never
thought about someone being with her dad, feeling him inside after such a
tragedy would be the most comfort situation for her that she could imagine. Your
live is a gift Kelly. It has obstacles but in the end who hasn't? I absolutely
love this diary entry and that you were able to write it shows how strong you
are, and how strong your love for your mother is. And for me: I can only learn
from it and make it better if I ever start a family of my own so thank you so
much for it! <3
Back to my (semi) sex live:
When I was 15 I had a gay experience with a long term friend (I see him still
today every now and then). He was 16 at that time and had a beautiful cock! It
was like my brothers somewhere around 8 inches. He warmed me up on the one or
other sleep/wankover we did more or less regularly at that time. So one night we
were at his location with another friend, drinking bear and trying to be funny.
When we got into the bed all 3 started wanking together. Somehow he offered my
his dick to lick, which I did... with the idea that it should be more gross for
him anyhow. I think I just didn't see the woods with all the trees in the way.
Well I wanted to give the 3rd guy a high five for my cool move.. When he
educated me about what really happened I had the laughter on my side I guess :(
:-)
Some minutes later my friend, the host, told us that we shouldn't wank in the
room because when his parents might come in it wouldn't be cool with our 3 cocks
out. So he had the idea to wank in the bathroom so we can lock the door. BUT,
and that was his tricky trick, he told us that the bathroom was too small for 3
people and he asked us who wanted to company him. I wasn't slow on that one so I
answered the same instant he finished his question. Guy 3 must have had an idea
what may happen there but we didn't care. We went in, he offered it to me and I
took it like it would be my last one, not the first one. I didn't know anything
about technique but I sure scored good with eagerness! When he was close he
wanted to put it out of my mouth but I held it firmly and sprayed most of it in
my mouth.. I think.. :) Well I was way drunk and threw up later but at that
moment I wanted nothing more then fishing it properly, drink his cum, milk his
hard beautifully cock. I was the total cock-whore at that night and it was kind
of beautiful. I never was like that again, but I sure felt the need to be with
his cock again from time to time over the years. This lust for cock and being a
total slut on occasions was what I could partly relate in your diary entries.
Partly because I don't have that much a drive to be with others and I am way not
as experienced as you. But I can relate and that, plus your site or incest
background, makes me horny ready adult porn, well, your adult porn. Plus you
seem so real and normal, just living live like it should or could be. Beautiful!
<3 ya for being you :)
So the next night he slept at my place but when we started wanking and I
mentioned that I wanted (to suck) his cock he was just grossed out. So that was
that. It never happened again.
When I was 15 (maybe 14 but more like 15) I started to stimulate my behind, err
sorry asshole. I figured if girls could get of on that - the girls in the porn
flicks we still shared always did! - then way couldn't I? Well god didn't give
me a front hole, but that doesn't mean I couldn't try the one I had! The first
time I just used one screwdriver handle, the next time I used 3 - well in the
end. I quickly fell in love with the feeling of being stretched down there and
it made me cum super fast and intensive. For the next 10 years I would do it
more or less regularly, stretching it more and more. I used more and more a
baseball bat which isn't easy for a flatwanker laying on the bed, tummy down,
having to use your feet because you couldn't grip it right with the hands in
that position. I have some problems describing here but what I remember was the
heavy weight of the bat that manipulated me in a way it felt really good!
So anyway, the next thing may have been the nudism magazines which were sold
here in regular stores. They were full of nude children playing or just being
nudist. I noticed them first at my early teens, maybe at 12 I don't remember. I
stood there in the public subway station in front of a kiosk trying to look at
the cover while trying not being watched doing so. If you ever saw counterfeit,
I sure was at those moments when I stealthed around kiosks with a big blinking
Las Vegas sign above me which read "I REALLY DO NOTHING UNUSUAL! PLEASE LOOK
SOMEWHERE ELSE! PRETTY PLEEEEEASE!"
I never brought up the courage to buy them as an underager myself. Kind of
strange because they WERE full of nude kids! Anyway, I did buy my first magazine
when I became 18, so that nobody, especially the shopman, couldn't say anything!
And boy did I like it! Mhhh! Up to then I used my biology book - well at the end
it was reduced to 2 pages but anyway, they had nudes too. All the pretty ones
having fun in the sun were my physical stimulation till they forbid it in 2000 I
think :(
I had family in another part of the country. It took half a day to drive there
but I did it every summer for a couple of years. I did it because they were
super friendly and nice and sweet and, well, my aunt had two children and I must
confess that it manipulated my vacation plans since I was always welcomed there.
They were mixed, one older brother at 12 and an 8 year old cutie. I was 17 the
first time we were there. They had a female cousin who was 12 or 13 then. The 8
yo was just super cute but my fear to be labeled a pedo made me avoid her. Well
lets say not avoid her but not showing her ANY interest at all. I had much fun
with the boy playing soccer or video games and that was ok too really.
Their cousin was a real tease! She flirted with me a lot, especially the 2nd
year I went there. That year she cuddled with me and kissed me fully on the lips
one time but she backed away laughing when I brought some tongue to dinner. She
was really fun to be around that year (well at 15 she was just annoying, and
when mentioned some rasistic comments it was a very hard turn off so I avoided
her as best I could!). One time we went to an open air bath we fooled around
just having fun. She was on top of me, me letting her have control. We were as
publicly intimate as one could get around maybe hundreds of people, but then
suddenly my aunt came around unexpectedly! She saw us before we saw her so she
got a good picture of us having fun. When my little angle saw her she literally
jumped off of me and we just played the innocent like nothing happened. My aunt
didn't say anything, she was cool. But I think 2 years later she had arranged
something for her dad so he could check me out. We were alone in my aunts house
and he was asking questions, talked about politics (he seemed to be more on the
liberal side I don’t know) and some other nonsense. To be honest, I felt -> . <-
this small + hat. Needless to say he talked +95%. I didn't even see his daughter
that year, not even once.
Also within my 2nd vacation there did a really strange thing happen! The 9 yo
and the 13 yo were sitting in the living room watching TV while the adults were
sitting in the kitchen discussing something. From time to time I could hear
strange noise from the living room which was directly oversee the kitchen. I
finally went there to check and when I entered the room I couldn't believe my
eyes. On the big TV screen of the family living room was nothing else then a
hard core adult porn. A look to the right showed to little innocent angels on
the couch, one 9 years old, the other 13. The older angel held the remote-
control innocently in her hand. Both smiling at me. I was like super shocked and
couldn't believe it. So in the I tried to convince them that what they did was
super dangerous because all the responsible adults were nearly as close to the
tv as the original watchers. They were just in the next fucking room. It turned
out that they wouldn't listen to me because exactly that was the point of the
action. The risk. They told me they would just sap to a different channel if
anybody else would come in. I left them there, it was too dangerous for me. Like
I told before, I really feared that pedo label. Nobody should ever even guess
that I am SUCH a person. Fear. I fled to the kitchen.
Kelly I need a break, it took me nearly 6h to write that, I planed 1! Well there
isn't that much to come I am sure it will take its time nonetheless :/ But I
wanted to write down some of it anyway for a long time. Well I hope that its
written readable, I am not very confident in my English writing skills. The 2nd
half isn't proofread so I hope you had fun :p
What to expect in the next part? A close up view of a 2 1/2 yo pussy, legs
spread of curse, a very sensual gay experience with an +50 yo gaypedo and f.e.
my 16 yo girlfriend.
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It turned out that they wouldn't listen to me because exactly that was the point
of the action. The risk. They told me they would just sap to a different channel
if anybody else would come in. I left them there, it was too dangerous for me.
Like I told before, I really feared that pedo label. Nobody should ever even
guess that I am SUCH a person. Fear. I fled to the kitchen. -
What else do I remember from that vacations? 2 funny things: First both girls
spied on me one time when I was using the bathroom. They knew I knew but they
wouldn't stop for a long time. I didn't flash or anything, being the good boy I
am. Later the older cousin did a sleepover at the younger one - they lived in
the same house, owned by their granddad. I assumed they face-fucked each other,
at least that was what happened in my fantasy that night. To be honest, I think
they at least masturbated together or something. The 13 yo really had slut
potential at that time, flirting heavy to the point that she kissed me (I was
like 5 years older +/- ) and having in mind the porno watching scene... I am
sure they did at least something after spying on me for so long.
The second thing I remember took place ~ 2 years later. I think the lil one was
10 at that time, which made me probably 19 or 20. My aunt had built a house just
maybe 100-200 yards from her fathers home away. It was a beautiful one and
completely made of wood. The kids... to help remember you: they were boy and
girl maybe 3-4 years apart. Anyway they shared a balcony to the front-side of
the house which I though of a really cute! Anyway I was alone at the house one
day, well I alone more often, especially when school was and my aunt had to
work. So anyway that one time I decided to be a bad boy.. I went to the room of
the daughter, opened it shyly and entered. It was pretty ordinary (?),
everything was in place. Which wasn't a good thing because it intimidated me
since I didn't want to raise suspicions when I should put something out of place
or whatever. Well I finally made it to her dresser and I of course searched for
the panties, which I found. Well, I am embarrassed to say, but I sniffed fresh
panties! It didn't get me horny though but I am happy that I did it. I am always
willing to try something new, especially something naughty like stealthing in a
lil girls room and sniff one of her panties!:) BTW: I wasn't picky, I took the
one on top.
When I was 24 my aunt and her bff went all the way up to visit us which was
really sweet of her! I think her bff was kind of a slut but I have no proof of
that. They both must have been around 37-40 and were very beautiful women! So
one time we went out to a.. club or bar and a group of very young Asian girls
entered.. All around from 14-16 I guess. One of them obviously had her birthday
and they were celebrating it. My aunt made a comment if I liked them. I was
reluctant/shy as always but finally I said yes. Well I have to add for some
reason my aunt always had the feeling that I was younger. I don't know why
because I visited her with my car so I had to be at least 18 (we don’t get
driving licenses before 18). To remember: I visited her at least for 5 years in
a row once every year when I was between 17 and 21 or so. At least once at each
of the last 3 visits she said that she wished that I would visit her with my
"own little girlfriend" one day. Well back to the bar. Young girls entered. My
aunt and her bff checked them out and then tried to talk me into going to them
and ask the birthday girl for a dance or at least go there and congratulate. I
of course couldn't do it, to shy and well they were really young. Too young for
me to do something in public. The funny thing is that her daughter was now 14
herself and over the days of my aunts stay I had the feeling she would like me
to be her daughters first or at least something in that direction. I have no
evidence and YES I am perv but who knows. She saw me with her 13 yo niece at the
local open air bath and how she and I were in general when together. Damn I
forgot this: When the niece was 13 me and my cousin bond her at a chair with a
tow rope (she was sometimes a pain so we had to do something about that *g*). I
told it my aunt and she was surprised and was like "but you didn't do anything
with her did you?". Of course we didn't and I was a little hurt that she would
even consider something like that. But anyway there were things like that which
made me wonder if she would like me to be her daughters first. I never visited
her again mostly because I could no longer afford such a long travel. There was
a lot of potential at that part of my life.
At 20 I regularly visited nearby porn shops. Some/most selling nudism vids with
naked children. All very innocent but 1000 times better then an adult porn for
me! I went to wanking.. I mean video booths. On the one hand it was stupid of me
doing such a thing since I couldn't cum when hard. Getting off in such a tiny
booth was just not really possible and I never did. But boy did I become turned
on sometimes! Well a very view of these tapes "smuggled" short close-ups into it
and to be honest, I didn't care about abuse or anything, seeing a sweet pussy
and my being alone was really hot. Well abuse... it was just someone zooming in
from maybe 30 yards away on a nudist beach. Well it is abuse, but not one he
deserves the death penalty if you ask me. Anyway it made me horny and when I was
home I usually didn't need much rubbing to get off.
So one time at such a shop, it was maybe 30 mins before closing time, the
salesman started to pull out his dick and wank to the porn flick they showed on
a big TV. Well, he was like me not huge, maybe 45 years old and had a little
tummy. I didn't mention I am a tummy guy! Maybe that’s why I like babyfat so
much, or maybe it's the other way round.. :) Tummys can be at least as erotic as
an ass for me! Well it has to be a certain type but I feel very attracted to
some of them! That’s when I feel attracted to adults most. They usually are
between 35 and maybe 45 and have some kind of... I call it teacher look though
it does not exist one or maybe just for me :p Taste isn't easy to describe but I
like a little tummy better then slender ones. I get angry every time someone
says something like "fat cow" about someone else even when she indeed is a fat
cow :p People are not tolerant, everything which isn't top is just ugly. I
always say better 10 pound too much then 5 to less (?)!
Well so I was in the shop and he jerked off. After 1 or 2 minutes of collection
courage I just said openly "If you like I could suck it for you" and that was
it. He closed the door and we laid down on the floor. We 69ed for some minutes
and he mentioned that I have a beautiful cock which was nice to hear. I didn't
praise his though because it was just my second one. Well we came to the point
were we both wanted him to fuck me. He just took a condom from the sales desk,
now that was practical being there! It nearly made up for the hard floor I
thought then. He brought himself into position and I had no fear or anything
even if it was my first real one in there. His dick was just normal size and I
had bigger things in me at that time. So he slowly put pressure onto my hole and
it progressed super slowly. I decided to help him pushed back hard and then all
of a sudden a piercing pain flooded me. Argh it was so strong I couldn't try
again. In fact I left 5 minutes later excusing for not finishing him which
bothered me some. I don't know what happened there really. I never had something
like this at home and really I had bigger things up my ass then his dick. What a
shame!
At 21 I met my first real girlfriend since the one I parted with at 10. She was
16 years old with dirty blond hair looked super cute and even one or two years
younger. Maybe one. We hit off really well and were deeply in love at the
beginning. Biggest problem though: she didn't like sex at all! She did not
masturbate "I just don't feel anything" which is a sin if you ask me. There was
me fucking myself since I was a tod and then her not getting anything out of it.
She was so tolerant to let me try stuff such like touching/rubbing her pussy and
even licking it but it wouldn't give her any sexual pleasure. At one point she
offered my to fuck her but to please use a condom since she didn't want to
become pregnant. I declined angrily (because I thought it would still be rape
since she would do it only for me) and went home to jerk off. Well I was just
21, my parents died when I was 14, I was hiding my pedo side from everyone since
I was 12 and at 21 you aren't that far out of puberty. I really messed up or
could at least handle some things with her differently. Well at least I learned!
I broke up with her after just 3 month. I searched for excused but at the end it
was because of the sex. What I will never forget are the endless times snuggling
and cuddling. We both were cuddlers I thing and loved it a lot.
I was slow with her, maybe I could have been slower I don't know. Its hard to
say since she really wasn't interested in sex. Maybe she had issues, she never
told me about other then that she was seeing a counselor once every week. I
don't know if that was related to her "sex problems". Anyway, her loss
*evilgrin* But we really loved each other!
At 20 I ignored an "I want to sleep with you" offer from one of my classmates.
It was near the end of the school year. She was after my-best-friend-of-the-
class (mbfotc for short!) from the beginning. We developed a bound over time and
she called me her big brother several times. We had a party at one classmates
home one day. He threw up big time! The house was a single standing one family
home with a garden. We grilled at the beginning then went downstairs to raid the
party cellar. It had a nice bar and a sweet sitting corner with couches and
stuff. My "new" sister and I were sitting next to each other and at one point
she whispered her off into my ear. That I just ignored her because of what ever
is wrong with me just upsets me still today. Even a cold "no" would have been a
thousand times better then ignoring her. Today I think I feared my too tight
foreskin could hurt to much I don't know... BTW: she was 17, large but thin as a
spaghetti and super cute (for her age!).
BTW² in the same class but early in the school year we had a similar party at a
girls family house. There was a girl from our class who turned out to be a real
slut! She tried everyone and everything to get laid and she did! Wow I would
have liked to be with her too. She was 17 I think and a little smaller then me
(I am around 5 feet 8-9 inches). She definitely was a cutie, but nowhere in an
innocent way. She did it with one of the cool pot smokers, who was into hip hop,
in a corner of the garden. The problem was that after that she started to run
around the neighborhood screaming that she is pregnant, crying all the time and
just acting completely crazy! The boy started his best to calm her down, to be
there for her but it wouldn't help. She drove to a hospital with an ambulance
and nobody of us could understand what happened with her! The only clue I have
now is that she got knocked up by her dad and needed an official father so she
acted totally stupid after the sex at the party! She came back to school after
some days out with bandages around both her wrists. After 2 or 3 days she didn't
come back again. Super strange story. Such slutty behavior and than this
ending...
At 25 I did some sort of compulsory community service so I didn't need to go to
the army. Killing people isn't just my thing after what happened with my
parents. It lasted ~ a year and most of the time I had the pleasure to being
with children which I enjoyed immensely! I had to help them in school, just in
general. For some I had too change diapers too which I didn't abuse. Apart from
the moral issue I am not into 3 hours old piss soaked skin. Most of them were
boys anyway! :) One time I had a super cute boy who was 9. It was so fun to be
around him plus the other kids of the class who had some really cute girls too!
Unfortunately my favorite girl from the optical point of view was a total bitch!
I hated her after the first day. What a cunt! One girl though, she was a little
bit small for her age which I appreciated, threw her arms around me one in front
of the whole class, teachers included. I tried to look not too excited but I
smiled at least which was a step forward considering my fears. The boy I was
escorting/supervising sat in a wheelchair because he couldn't hardly move his
lags. Do you remember from old films the ugly retainers which had framework (?)
outside of the mouth? Everybody was freaked out by this horrible things! So my
boy had something similar, but just for his whole body! It looked gross! But he
had it to help steady his body. He had some special programs, and in one he got
crutches and should learn to walk on his own. Not that much but just practice.
At one point he collapsed crying so I took him in my arms and did my best to
comfort him. Besides my nasty fantasies I have my problems handling crying
children. I feel so helpless and it just hurts myself when they do.. They are so
cute they don't deserve to cry. I am really touched by a crying child, at least
when I am close by and its not from a commercial to collect money. Anyway I had
to comfort him, right there in the middle of the school. Anybody could come out
and see me there with this child but I had at least a good excuse. I really had
trouble with my fears that’s why I mention it. It was a beautiful moment though
even that it was really a sad event.
What got me pride was what all the teachers and adults from the school said
about me when my time there was over. Everybody made good comments and one
teacher from the neighbor class even hinted that there are way too few male
teachers around. Since I was just a fill in for 3 weeks, every one suggested
that I take over till my overall time was over. Everyone was for it, except the
boy himself so I just couldn't do it, even if some said I should do it anyway.
Well things turned out that the other guy wasn't that great in the end and he
apologized which was sweet but I made him to promise me that he should work on
their relationship. All in all a very good experience for me where I got some
confidence. I think I am pretty good with children myself except I have a lack
to play the responsible adult very well. I just want to be friends with them and
have some fun and not be stern. I like to be more or less even, on eye level
with them, not watching them from my kings-throne of adultness and bitch them
around, knowing everything better etc. On the other hand I can understand that
parents have to be stern from time to time, and teachers too. But most of the
time I feel sorry for the kids who just didn't know any better or just wanted to
have fun..
On another occasion I had a beautiful experience with a cute girl, somewhere
between 8-10. I worked with/for an adult this time. He drove being tired and
ended on a big tree. So here a warning to never make fun of disabled people, it
can happen to anybody and the ones born with it couldn't do anything about it
anyway. Well he lived in a sort of flat sharing environment where everybody had
their own flat but would share the big kitchen and one big community room. One
of his flatmates was someone who took the wrong drugs with the wrong people. He
thought the train would drive right through him, which it didn't. Its really sad
because he has a beautiful wife and in my eyes a much more beautiful daughter
of.. lets say 9. He was disabled to the point where he could only move his head.
So one time I did a smoking break at the community table where the sweet girl
and her mother where sitting. I ended up playing cards with the girl. After one
round she wanted to change the rules and thought about it. Well the rules she
worked out wouldn't work and I told her. She didn't want to know anything what I
told her so I just shook my shoulders and played her game. When she realized it
indeed wouldn't work she was speechless for a moment. Well I just forgot what I
said but I didn't make fun of her or anything. Maybe I suggested just a little
change to her rules so it would work or something like that. Anyway what I will
not forget is that after that her mother got big round eyes and really check me
out right there and then. Maybe not the sexual checkout you get from guys but
anyway it felt really good. So I feel now more or less confident in me being
around kids and thinking that I have some sort of talent. I don't say that I do
everything best, but this is just something I do better then other things, well
I hope at least.
Just after that year I felt the need to communicate so I wrote a letter to our
official sex department or whatever it was. They wrote back and suggested to try
out a pedo self-help group/support group (?) with turned out to be a little like
the AA's or something like that. The... "leader" was a cute 50 year old guy who
checked me out on a dinner. They did it primary to make it saver for the
members, their privacy is really important since the anti pedo hype reached
levels I sometimes compare to the WWII stuff they did with the jews. I have the
impression that most people wouldn't mind if everybody with dirty thought should
put in KZ´s and die a painful death. Anyway, this guy was really nice just from
the start. First we walked around for a while and then went to dinner to talk
some more. Eventually I became a member and joined the small group. We were more
or less 10 people, and most (8 out of 10) were gaypedos :( I don't get why?
Maybe most straight guys think they are normal or just could marry a woman and
try to forget their desires I don't know. But there I was, a minority in a pedo
group. It was great anyway since everybody was nice and friendly. They were
really nice people as far as I can tell! As one example there was one guy who
was more or less open about his sexual preferences with close friends and even
neighbors. He planed to do some coaching at an event of a shop which sold model
planes and stuff. So he asked the group if he should tell the owner of the shop
of his pedo side. He didn't want to risk the shop owners reputation behind his
back. Well too much thought on his side I think but anyway a sweet move to even
consider an outing to a strange to kind of protect him. As I said, everybody
seemed nice.
At the end of each meeting we went to a local restaurant to finish the evening
in a nice atmosphere, which was a nice touch as I like good food anyway :) We
had the holy rule to under any circumstances never ever bring anything with us
which was in any kind questionable, especially photos. Breaking that rule would
result in sacking (?) from our group. So one time a member brought self=made
pencil drawings with him. They were of nude or half nude boys (maybe around 10-
12 year olds but I wasn't that interested so I forgot). They were innocent, no
provocation poses or stiffies or anything. Just plane nudes. Anyway our leader
wasn't too happy but made an exception this time, mainly because it was art and
it turned out that half the conversation about it was about technic anyway. So
when we sat outdoors at a nice Italian restaurant, the owner wasn't that nice
but the food was ok, he took out his small book with the drawings and it made
the round. When the waitress came along to take our orders she noticed the book
and asked to look at it. She was like "that’s really nice" and some other
encouraging comments and asked if he would draw her too. He just said no :) Well
he WAS gay.. She was maybe 22-24, tall and slender and over all really good
looking but he just wouldn't do it. She was mini-pissed for a second but that
was it and she went in to torture the cook with our order. I felt very exposed
when she looked at the drawings. They were innocent but yet WHO would HAVE such
drawings? I was a little bit embarrassed!
The group was good for me because I could talk to like minded people openly. It
helped me a lot to see certain things a certain way, for example that fantasies
are ok and healthy and nothing to be ashamed for. I was practically raised by
the newspaper when it came to my pedo education. It at least manipulated my
fantasies. Being "raised" by the newspaper isn't nice for your karma in my
opinion. You get the wrong impression about your soul. It says you are super
evil and EVERYBODY hates you, want to see you at least dead if not worse. So the
fresh wind of the group was truly a bless. Friendly people, advises, small talk
(like "LOOK AT THAT ASS!" when outside - imagine I was not able to even SAY such
a thing never ever before) tolerance and so on.
The group broke up after a group in another town was being investigated by the
police. The 50 year old leader of our group, you are going get to know him a
little in a little while, said that the police made up a story of a circulating
CD so they could do their move. Well I can never proof it but I have the highest
respect for that man (our leader) and I believe him, at least much more then the
newspapers or the police. The problem is that I don't know his contact, but if
he says so than it means a ton of a lot to me. Anyway, the group thing was
history and that’s a bad thing just in general. It wasn't like masses of people
used the service anyway. But just where should people like me go to elsewhere? I
grew up in the 80's and 90's so just at the middle of the anti pedo hype. People
like me just shouldn't be raised by the newspaper. Thats just my opinion. Thanks
again Kelly for your wonderful site, the tolerance and the work you put there <3
May god fuck you godlike when you will pass someday! (consider, he is the father
of everybody!) This is meant wholeheartedly! <3
While in the group I planed an outing to my brother and a friend who I knew
since our big brothers went to elementary school. I did both separately. Planed
to prepare for it, thinking over what and how I could tell but I think I just
talked something of the script being super nervous. Well both were shocked, my
brother (who has a latex and light bdsm fetish) could not really understand at
the beginning. I think his idea of doing it just had no place for any under-aged
involved. Imagine asking Rocco Sifredi (?), the ultimate hard-hardcore pornstar
of my generation, what he would say about sex with a 10 or 12 year old. It
doesn't fit into their worlds of bang bang thanks bye. Well my friend reacted
more or less the same but later turned my life upside down. I learned later that
he was raped by a teenage boy when he was.. maybe 8. I was maybe because of his
own history that he told our circle of friends. All more or less close friends I
had seen for many years. They freaked totally! One couldn't stand it, couldn't
even talk to me appropriate. We were friends for more then 10 years. Never
really close but we shared a lot of our hobbies and stuff. Well his sister was
coaxed or raped (rape was at least the official statement) when she was 12 by an
uncle. They even quit friendship with one another because of my outing :D
After SOME YEARS people cooled down a bit but it was never as it had been! My
advise, be careful who you open up to! If this is ever going to be read by
someone else: avoid the Pedo word! For most people it just means you are a rape
machine and that you should die as soon as possible.
Oh I forget my nice older guy! Yes the leader of our pedo group. I told you that
he and I met and talked before he let me into the group which was very pleasant
although he didn't whisper like I did all the time. It turned out that he liked
me and I thought he was nice too. We came together 3 or 4 times which was always
very nice. He was gentle and caring, in fact a tiny bit too much since he
interrupted me while I tried to deep-throat him and said that he didn't like
that because he would feel that I was degraded. I would have loved to please him
that way but he just wasn't into it. Bad guy! It was my first attempt to try a
deep-throat so I was a little bit disappointed. Nonetheless it was a super nice
evening. We cuddled extra much and caressed each other bodies a lot. Really a
lot! Like for hours. He later told me that he had never ever anything like that.
Hearing that from someone over 50 was indeed pleasant! He later let me hump his
chest since I told him I wouldn't get off the usual way. I feared a little to do
it so close to his heart but it was ok. I didn't cum but that was the closet
time ever doing it with someone else in like 25 years.
Beside our group he was involved in a lot of church stuff (which I am absolutely
not) and he was a member of a choir (which later had a more or less major
performance). He had 2 jobs, later even 3! He was married to a nice guy, was
married with children, has grandchildren and what else not I don't know. He was
super busy 24/7 and at times a little stressed but still remained my super hero
in tolerance, kindness, tenderness and idk. He is just the super nice guy, and
that wholeheartedly and not just on the surface like me sometimes.
Well it isn't much left now since I don't live the fast life. But there is still
Sarah! Its not her real name but the name of my childhood girlfriend which will
always be special! For ever! You may notice that that’s the first name I
mentioned here. I just don't feel comfortable enough on the internet to give out
too much details.
Sarah was the stepdaughter of a very close female friend. She could visit them
only on weekends and then only every three weeks :( When I first met her she was
2 1/2 years old while I was 26 I think. To be honest, she was just my dream girl
in every aspect.. Maybe a year older but I wouldn't complain. She was sooo cute
with big eyes and sweet baby fat on all the right places. It helped that the
first time I saw her was summer and she was playing naked in the garden! I just
wanted to hug her tight till I died of starvation! It happened that we played a
lot together while there were at least 10 adults in the garden, all related in
some way with her (like grandmother and so on). The first day I was with her was
gold, the next even better because I had my bathing trunk with me! (is it trunks
or trunk?..). Her father now somewhat suspicious or what ever but this time she
was only naked in the baby pool they had but as I told you I was prepared for
that! Well she liked me a lot and I don't have to tell you if I liked her. Well
I love her! Good thing was that it wasn't easy for me to get hard. As I said I
always masturbated with my dick flaccid (except for the times while doing it
with friends in my teens - but I never came erect!) and had to be extra cautious
around others. Years of training of avoiding hard evidence. Hell I avoid looking
at foreign kids anyway just out of fear someone could think something.
So my dick wasn't a problem there and I could have fun. I tried to spend time
with the others too every now or more then but something pulled me to her, and
she was only too happy to spent time with me. At 2 1/2 she could walk pretty
secure/save as far as I remember but her talking lacked a little bit. (everyone
bragged how bad of a mother hers was bla bla I didn't care). She speaking not
too well and me having my ears tortured with loud heavy metal music over and
over again were really the dream team! It was the same with the 9 year old boy I
escorted for 3 weeks (the one in the wheelchair with this horrible full body
framework). Both loosing confidence when being not understood so often but I
animated them with all my heart to continue! After all talking makes a huge
portion to why I don't like babies sexually that much, even if I don't let them
talk much in my fantasies anyway. But talking and walking is like my limit.
Babies have a way to communicate too but I guess language lifts it to another
level.
It happened that I didn't see her for several week until the first snow came. It
was at my friends (bff) home and again there were like 10 adults again. Well
what can I say it wasn't too long that I played with her again. We did all kinds
of silly stuff which I enjoyed immensely. We even played cave under the master
beds covers. Her dad didn't say anything but started to hang around on his
computer which was in the bedroom as well. The sweetest moment I had with her
that day was when she wanted to sit on the windowsill to which I helped her
willingly! It was snowing outside and she was just still and watched the
snowflakes for a really long time. This was for me a really private time I had
with her even she had her focus on the snow. It was maybe like having quality
time together for the first time while we just played and had fun before.
Three weeks later it was just my bff and Sarah and me. Her suspicious dad was
away playing soccer or whatever. I was glad :) My friend was always very warm
and open about me and she thought nothing of it that I had spent so much time
with Sarah. We hadn't that much fun and time but it happened that I was in the
same room when my bff started to undress her so she could put a diaper on her. I
have seen her naked before in the garden, but this time Sarah was laying on her
back and had her legs spread wide. I was again 3/4 in avoidance mode, trying to
look elsewhere, but couldn't waste this beautiful opportunity totally so stole
glances and stuff. All of a sudden my bff announced that Sarah’s vagina looked a
little red "here look!" she said maybe a tiny bit upset. Well being asked I
moved closer and to take a look. I have to say it looked perfectly normal. Well
I am not an expert except having seen tons of nudist pics but well, it just
looked beautiful and ok! There was a little pink where her lips met maybe both
it just looked totally normal. Politely I said "Sarah you should tell your
mother to change you more regularly" or something like that, just to say
something. Maybe I should have pulled her beautiful mound open to see if inside
was more evidence of that evil diaper soreness my bff had seen. I really should
have.. Anyway my bff took some ointment and smeared an ENORMOUS amount on
Sarah’s mound. She avoided touching the child which I thought was strange. When
I use ointment on me I always use a bit and rub it in like sun lotion. She was
the nurse so what did I know?!
Sarah went into her bed. She stood there with her hands on the fence of the baby
bed. It looked like she was a prisoner but it really was bedtime so we left her
there. Some time later though we brought her to the living room, she was still
wide awake, played for some time and laid her down on the couch with her blanked
and cushion. She looked unbearable cute laying there, covered to her chin with
her thick baby blanket and deep sunken into her cushion. Her beautiful face and
small hands only visible. Maybe a perfect sight for a photo to tribute later to
but I hadn't a single thought free other then enjoying this beauty. My bff just
said "doesn't she make one randy?". Maybe horny or randy are not perfect
translations but I couldn't find one which satisfied me. She meant getting horny
in a beautiful way, like agitated too. Oh well maybe she just meant horny
anyway. I at least agreed with her. Whatever, an hour later we said good bye
hugging each other while her stiff nipples stabbed me nearly to death. I like to
think that Sarah really made her horny for which I have no evidence.
I didn't see Sarah again until last summer when my bff had her baby boy
baptized. It was a really nice event given that I haven't been in a church for
years and don't like stuff like that in general. I was even as far as to
contribute with some money but when I learned that it was for some propaganda
material for a youth group I couldn't bring myself to it. Sorry Kelly. Later I
found out my brother thought the same and didn't contribute also. So the baptism
event took place and like I said was nice. He told some strange story of a
candle who would not like to burn because it would make her shrink at the same
time needing to burn wax to shine. But till she couldn't get happy in the
darkness the candle decided finally that it would be better to shine and life
her life then to try to avoid it or something like that. It reminded me of
slavery but I am some critical asshole sometimes. Overall it was a nice event.
Full stop. :)
A nice touch was when the baby girl who was going to get baptized too started to
cry. The pastor (or whoever he was *g*) took the child in his arms and it
stopped immediately! No shit! It really was a nice touch.
At the greeting before the event Sarah introduced herself to everyone. There
were tons of people she probably didn't know but she wasn't shy and introduced
herself super nicely to everyone! I hadn't seen her for 6 (or maybe 5 now that I
think of it? I don’t know) years and somehow I managed to recon her only the
moment we shook hand. I was shocked for a moment because she still meant
something to me and haven't her recon earlier made me feel a little bit ashamed,
still in the instant we shook hands. When our eyes met something happened with
her also. I like to image that she recognized me also but since I had no memory
of when I was 2 1/2 I assume she didn't also. But she sure was a little startled
when looking me in the eyes. And boy was she beautiful! She wore a long
beautiful dress which made her look like an angel for me. She had a cute sleeve
around her shoulders which added to the innocent dress and general look of her
perfectly. Her hair was made special too but to my shame I cannot remember how.
After the formal ceremony everybody gathered in the nearby hallway to celebrate
and eat and stuff. All the smoking guys gathered outdoors over time and as it is
all the nonsmokers moved there too. At one point Sarah was missed by the adults.
I wasn't really concerned because she sure was bored half to death with so many
adults who were not taking really notice of her. I knew she was kind of
wandering around with the cute puppy she borrowed from someone. As we stood
there and the 2 or 3 responsible adults started to look for her my newspaper
raised me couldn't stop thinking "It wasn't me! I was here all the time and have
an alibi!" with a big smile. The responsible persons who saw me with her years
ago in the garden or at my bff flat with Sarah were here also, so I combined my
hypocritical me with just that. Like I said before I wasn't concerned, she was
just bored. They found her 1 or 2 minutes later and everything was perfect
again.
Later that evening I got to hold the baby boy for the first time. He was soo
cute! But surprisingly heavy and I feared to drop him, well not of his weight
alone but he was wiggling and moving but I managed to improve on my baby-holding
skills so my fears disappeared soon. They made photos of me holding the baby and
my bff later said that she hadn't seen me this happy in a long time so she made
copies for me which she would hand me at Christmas.
I was invited there which was really nice of them since I had no parents anymore
and the other most important related person, my grandma who took over when my
parents died when I was 14, had passed 2 years ago too. So there was pretty much
only my brother and me left. One aunt who everybody didn't get on with very vell
(witch is an understatement) didn't count. Entering there I was surprised to see
Sarah there since they still got her only every three weeks on the weekend. And
what a Sarah it was! 8 years old, super tight long jeans who showed her petite
preteen ass and a nice black top (I am not good with clothes so I am really not
sure what it is called). The top was made of a warm and smooth material, maybe
cotton but I am really a nub at this. Anyway it had a very nice cut-out which I
later would have the chance to experience its benefits! The first hour was all
about the baby boy. Everyone wanted to hold it or look at his pictures. Sarah
was really brave but I sensed she would love some attention herself. So I
offered myself as a volunteer to get Sarah rid of her boredom. I asked politely
in the kitchen where her daddy and my bff were preparing the dinner not wanting
to embarrass her in front of everybody. They were quiet happy I asked but
suggests Singstar or something like that. I had a pretty good idea what this
console "game" was all about and chickened out immediately but offered to play
cards or something like that with poor Sarah. Sarah was called immediately to
announce the good news which pulverized my plan of not wanting to embarrass her
to dust. But she wasn't anyway. So my bff and Sarah’s dad seemed really happy
because they were very aware of the situation. They knew everything would be
about the baby.
Well thank good I was there to help out! :D Well I was really more concerned of
Sarah then anything but I sure was happy too to spent time with her. My bff
suggested we should play in the nursery/children’s room. On the bed. I had
naughty thoughts for a second. I didn't turn on the big light but didn't close
the door. Well I should try next time! There on the bed I came to the enjoyment
of finding out about the benefits of Sarah’s top! Well she sure was only 8 years
old but I swear there was some sort of swelling! I so wanted to creep in there
and kiss her breast! Normally a breast means nothing to me, Nothing. Well there
are ones that are more beautiful then others but I am not like most men. They
are just breast. Just normal part of the human body. An ass yes, I can relate to
that. Or an tummy. But breasts? Who the fuck cares about breasts? Well I did
right at that moment being alone with Sarah! Mmmmm I could have sucked on it for
ages I am sure..
Later we got company and another later there was an argument between Sarah and
her dad. He seemed to make a fuzz out of nothing (?). We were playing cards, but
she started to fool around with the cards. We were 3 playing the game now and
when Sarah and I started being silly our playmate asked her to resume playing or
she may leave the game eventually. Well she didn't, at least not for long so her
dad got a stern look and took her aside. After that the evening was the same as
before. Everything was more calm and stuff and I think Sarah was made to read in
some of her books she got for Christmas. When we came back from smoking outdoors
she tried to coax me to her side but I didn't want to. Well I wanted but didn't
:) She pouted her lips and seemed to be really upset for a second which hurt me
bad but what can I do.
BTW the previous smoking brake we took her along and played with the snow. We
laughed a lot and played nicely. First we were 3 big adult guys vs this tiny 8
year old but she wouldn't complain and did really good in her situation. Later
we fired randomly everyone at anyone. At the end she kind of ran against me and
fell - her pants did get a wet spot from the snow (near her feet you dirty
girl). She blamed it on me and started to cry but I hadn't done anything. She
complained that three jeans got wet. I thought wtf they are supposed to playing
outdoors and what.. parents made have this worries. But I have to say that I
don't know much about professional education or being a parent or whatever. I am
sure that everyone could complain at least about something related to the
upbringing on every child. This said I offered myself as a free target to cool
her down. I even opened my jacket so she could do more damage. She wasn't all to
mean and everything was good again.
Back to the script: The evening was kind of ruined even though we still stayed a
bit. So when we said our goodbuys an eager Sarah ran to my to put her arms
around me and announced that she the evening was real fun! <3 I too said that
it were cool. Her daddy made a command about her newfound bosom buddy in a not
toooooo happy tone (it wasn't too bad either I hope), I just smiled at him and
we left.
That’s what happened in my life. At least most of the important stuff I think.
So as a matter of fact I am a still a virgin at 32 and really never squirted
while hard.
I normally masturbate 1-2 times a day.
32
5 feet 9 inches
140 pounds
Erm... this got a little out of hand and right now I cannot remember what or why
I wanted to write in the first place. Hope you enjoyed it anyway. It is all true
but I tried to protect my identity as much as I thought I was comfortable with
in case you are going to publish it.
jp
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"Did you have all this written out before?"
No, but I have thought about writing my story for some years now. I had written
a few stories for an incest story site (in my native language) and I thought
about adding some of my childhood stuff there. I think its more or less normal
to think about ones childhood and some may even get aroused from their memories.
So its a good thing that its written and online now so I may have access to it
whenever I would like to (I don't like to have this kind of stories on my
computer). I would have liked if you had choose a more innocent story title :) I
feel like EVERYBODY will read it JUST because the title has the evil P word in
it so they have something to get annoyed from.
"Anything else you want to add?"
Right after pushing the send mail button some things came to mind which I forgot
to include so yes, maybe I will.
I thought you would show more interest in some things I wrote since I feel
really unique. Especially the "didn't cum a single time while hard" thing. After
all, you love to feel a hard cock, or feel it getting hard in your hand mouth or
pussy. Feel free to ask anything. Chat would be ok too.
Jules Peterson - Growing Up as a Straight Pedo