Warning: lots of underage sex (Mg, ped) coming up. All fiction and
fantasy, of course. If you do not like that, do not read it... and
certainly do not do it at home. Feedback welcome: anonanyx@gmail.com

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LIVING ON SEX STREET I

I used to live in this grey old street. Nothing but grey old houses
with grey old doors and windows. Not a fancy car parked in any
driveway. Only grey old rundown rust buckets. A really sorryass
street, when you come to think of it. No trees, no flowers, no grass.
Just pavement and concrete and dirty grey old bricks. When I first
came to live there, I got depressed from simply looking through the
window. I smoked and drank and felt no emotion when I looked at the
grey old people shuffling by everyday. Same old, same old. Over time I
got to see more and more of the inhabitants. The people that lived
behind those grey old curtains.

There was the little girl that lived across the street somewhere.
Chubby little thing with with a fat belly, fat thighs, fat ass and fat
little tits, even though she couldnt have been older then nine or ten.
I swear! The fat kid had tits and a big round ass just like a grownup
woman. Being the big old pedophile that I am, that little thing got my
undivided attention immediately. I know she was a fat lil piggie, but
I wanted to fuck her bad. Looking at her kiddie tits and blubber belly
sticking out from under her shirt gave me a straight hardon rightaway
it did.

I didnt exactly know where she lived, but as soon as she appeared, my
greedy eyes followed her, and soon I knew when she came back from
school and where she went and all. One day I stood waiting for her
behind a corner on the parking lot of the old factory. I saw her
coming from way down the street and my cock got hard in anticipation
of what I was about to ask her. When she was near enough, I hollored
at her:
Hey doll! Hey, come over here! I've got something for ye.
I bet ye have, she smirked, coming over a-wobblin and a-bouncin.
Shit, my cock hurt when I looked at that girl flesh and fat she had
plumping out of her everywhere ye looked.
Wot ye got, mista, she said, standing before me, looking up.
I grabbed my crotch and squeezed it thru my pants, sayin:
I got this here big hard cock for ye to suck on. I know ye want to. Ye
bin lickin yer lips all the way comin over. I could see ye.
Ye're a dirty basterd, mista, she grinned, lookin at my kneedin hand.
I smiled. I knew she would be up for it. The lil cunt.
Wotcha payin, mista? Betta be good.
Ten bucks alright for ye?
Kay. Get yer pecker out. Come on, mista. But pay me first.
Wot? Right here?
Sure. Lets go over yonder, near those bushes. But ye better pay me first.
Okay okay, I said, stickin my hand down my front pocket in search of a
tenner. I handed it over to her while we we walked towards the bushes.
There I looked left and right all around me and got my cock out. It
was burning up. The lil fattie took it in her hand and shoved it in
her tiny mouth. Gee, she was hot and tight. Made me wonder how her lil
cunt would be. She did a good job on me, with her lil fist pumpin my
meat and suckin it in her tiny wet hole.
Oh yeah baby, you lil cocksuckin cunt. I bet I could fuck ye til ye
cry, wouldnt I, and you'd like it, you lil whore. Oh yeah, thats good.
I watched her head boppin down on my cock while I talked dirty to her
and soon I came in her mouth. Lil whore gulped it all down like it was
fresh milk. When I was done, she let go of me and cleaned her lips
with the back of her hand, smiling up at me.
Was it good, mista? Ye liked it, did ye?
Yeah I did, I said zippin up again, lookin around if someone might've
seen us. Nobody did.
Ye meant wot ye said, mista?
When was that?
When ye said ye could fuck me. Ye want to?
Sure. Anytime. I bet ye're a good lil fuck. I bet ye'd like my cock up
yer tight cunt, would ye?
Yep. Cost ye twentyfive tho.
Okay, my lil sweetheart, I said. Next time I'll have twentyfive in my
pocket and I'll get inside yer panties.
Who says I'm wearin any, she winked and turned and wobbled away in a
delicious sexy way.
Hey, wot's yer name, I yelled after her.
Peggy, she hollered back.
I thought she'd said Piggy and I grinned.


  
Living On Sex Street I