Subject: Growing Up as a Straight Pedo
Story Codes: Mg
Author: Jules Peterson<address withheld by request>
Posted By: 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 it’s a blessing for the world. Its educational and really shows
more opinions (or grey zones) then the "public" "one" too risky themes
such as incest. I always try to look at both sides of a coin.
Besides its of... practical use (i.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 than 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 it’s 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 it’s 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+ year-old gay pedo (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. ********************* 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 than 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 than 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.
It’s 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 multifamily house which was every house near. Every house was
directly on the sidewalk. Most or nearly all were built 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 too 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 multifamily 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 someday (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 mother’s 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 life 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 than 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 let’s 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 aunt’s 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 planned 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.
*********************
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 father’s 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 thought 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, too 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 than 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 where 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 than 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
whatever 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 too 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 girl’s 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 then 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 to 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 it’s 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. It’s really sad
because he has a beautiful wife and in my eyes a much more beautiful
daughter of.. let’s 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 than 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 planned 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 likeminded 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 than 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.
That’s 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 planned 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 than 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
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! It’s not her real name but the name of my childhood
girlfriend which will always be special! Forever! 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 soooooo 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 whatever 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 losing
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. Sometime 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 than 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 well (which 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 god 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 than 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! Mmmmmmm 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 goodbyes an
eager Sarah ran to me 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.325 feet 9
inches140 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 it’s
more or less normal to think about one’s childhood and some may even get
aroused from their memories. So it’s 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.