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 JUNIOR DATING PART ONE
   It's a nice park, I like going there.  I prefer it around 3 to 4 pm and
there's a nice bench just set back from the little duck pond.  You can sit
there and watch the ducks and the ducklings too, the ducklings coming home
from school.
   I was a bit annoyed the other week when I decided to wander down and
enjoy having an erection and a precum on the bench.  There was another man
sitting on my bench and he looked youngish but I was there so I sat down.
You have to say something in these situations, don't you?
   I'd timed it right but I had the experience.  The ducklings were
swarming through.
   "Afternoon," I said to him.
   "Alright mate," he replied.
   "Yeah," I said, "nice view eh?"
   "Yeah mate," he said, "I think I've seen you before, sitting here like."
   "I haven't seen you here before," I said.
   "No," he said, "no but I've seen you."
   "Oh yeah," I said, "so you must be around at about the same time if
you've seen me here before."
   "Yeah," he said and this time he gave a large smile, "nice view and
that," he nodded generally towards the duck pond, but it could have been
more general.
   "Yeah," I said smiling back, "pretty view."
   "Oh yeah," he said his smile even bigger, "kind of like, a bit sexy."
   "Is for me," I said.
   "Yeah," he said, "me an'all.  I'm Steve."
   "Les," I said and we shook hands and we held them for a bit longer than
might be considered normal.  "Live round here," I asked?
   He replied and it seemed that his place was even closer than mine.  He
had a flat just off the park.
   "You like the ducklings do you," he asked?
   "Looks like we might be of the same mind," I said, "assuming we're
talking of the same kind of ducklings that is?"
   "Well I'm not fucking talking about them there in the pond," he said
grinning.
   "Me neither," I said and that led to a firm hand squeeze and then we
released.
   He nodded forwards again, "dead sexy eh?"
   "Fucking right," I said, "I'm Les by the way, 39, single, you?"
   "Like I said, Steve, 32, single," he replied, "best way eh, single?"
   "Yeah well," I said, "fucking can't stand hair on it."
   "Me too," he said "and I don't like big flabby tits either.  Flatties
for me."
   "Puffies," I said.
   "Yeah," he said dribbling a bit, "and pokies are alright."
   "Halter bras and starter bras," I drooled back.
   "Them's alright," he said, "for pre-puffies and puffies."
   "Yeah," I said "and pokies.................."
   And almost at the same time we both said, "..........in between starters
and real when they let 'em point out free............"
   We both started laughing.
   "Best age," I said.
   "They're fucking up for it at that range," he said.
   "Aye fucking right," I said, "some of them."
   "You experienced are you," he asked?
   "Aren't you," I asked back?
   "A bit," he said grinning, "you?"
   "A lot," I said.
   "What do you reckon then," he nodded forwards again, quite a few of them
were heading our way.
   "Do you want to leave it to me," I said, "just follow my way, that
alright?"
   "Yeah alright then mate," he said grinning.
   They had to walk passed us or at least the ones heading in our direction
did.  They'd just got off the home bus it was about 3.45 pm and there was a
big estate just off the park behind us.
   They were walking along in their little groups, some on their own and
some in small pairs.
   "Alright ladies," I shouted at the first batch, "good day at the office
was it?"
   That got them giggling and the others behind them got wind of what they
were going to be walking past.
   They walked past in their little groups, some giggling at the stupid
comments I made, one or two stuck up older bitches turning their heads
away, ignoring us, but most engaged in some contact.
   "Look at them two there," I said lighting two cigarettes and handing one
to him.
   There were two stragglers some distance between the last gigglers who'd
wandered past.  The tarts, it was easy to see.  Their school skirts were
clearly shorter than the other "ladies." Ties were undone, blouse button
tops undone.
   "Them two there," I said nodding, "look, they've both got their white
knee length socks round their ankles."
   "That's where we need their knickers," he said laughing.
   "Could be we'll have what we need," I said sitting more upright, "just
follow me lead ok?" He gave me a quick agreement but said, "can I have the
blonde one?"
   "Yeah alright then," I said.  I liked dark haired chubbies anyway.  The
collar length blonde was skinny and was clearly the pretty one.  Ms. 
Chubby was the ugly duckling and had the mousy curly hair and pig up-turned
nose.  The fat ugly ones are usually more grateful for attention aren't
they?
   "Alright ladies," I said when they were about 15 yards off and holding
out my cigarette packet said, "fancy a ciggie?"
   I couldn't hear exactly what they said to each other but I could see
them smiling as they exchanged words as they got closer.
   "Here you are ladies," I said standing as I held the packet out.
   "Ta," said mousy taking one and then turning to the skinny tart, "go
on," she hissed, "have one, go on." Skinny took one.
   "Sit down if you like," I said indicating the bench.  "Sit here and I'll
light them for you ladies."
   "Ta then," said mouse nudging her mate, "yeah ta," skinny said and they
both sat down.
   I moved in front of them and started to light their cigs, I had a hard
on.  "This is Steve and I'm Les."
   "Alright," they both said.
   "Alright ladies," Steve said and I smiled.  He was a good learner. 
"What's your names then."
   "I'm Trace," mousy said, "and this is Tru, Trudy but she likes Tru,
don't you Tru?"
   "Yeah, I do," said the skinny blonde, Trudy or Tru.  Stupid fucking
names but then what do you expect.
   "So how was college today then," I asked sitting down.  Me and Steve had
them in between us.
   "Well........"
   I didn't let them make a mistake.
   ".......must be difficult with them university exams coming up," I cut
in?
   "Oh................" skinny bitch started to say but I noticed that
mousy nudged her in the ribs and continued, "oh yeah it is."
   I looked over at Steve and he pleased me by giving me a look that said,
"master."
   "Here," I said pulling a bottle out of my pocket, "get some of this down
you, Baileys.  This'll brighten you up a bit after a hard day's work." I
handed it over to mousy who sat next to me.
   "Oh ta," she said eagerly taking it from me, "I love
Baileys............"
   "...............me an'all" skinny jumped in, "I'm always nicking it off
me mu.............."
   Mousy gave her a dig in the ribs again, "yeah, we always like drinking
this when we're at the clubs, don't we Tru?"
   "Yeah," was her contribution, "can I have some."
   Mousy handed her the little bottle, it was a used health drink bottle
with a screw cap and I watched as skinny downed it.  There was hardly
anything in it.
   "Oh is it finished," I asked.
   "Yeah sorry," skinny said handing me the empty bottle.
   "Right," I said taking it, "where the fuck am I going to put it then?"
   They both laughed and then Steve said, "we could wander over to mine,
I've got some of that at my place.  It's only a five minute walk, I live in
them flats over there."
   "Really," I said, "that's real kind of you Steve, don't want to put you
out or anything and the ladies probably have somewhere better to be than
sitting with us............."
   "No that'll be great," fat mousy said, "wouldn't it Tru, wouldn't it be
nice?"
   Tru didn't say anything, she just gave a sloppy grin.
   "Well don't you have to get back or something," I said turning to them
and I saw Steve's eyes widen in surprise.  I could see he was a novice.
   "No," said Trace, fat mousy.
   "What about your boyfriends or family, won't they be expecting you
then," I said casually?
   "No," mousy said quickly, "our mam's a cleaner and doesn't get back
while 7 and Tru's mam's the same."
   "Well if you're sure then," I said, "I can imagine we could be upsetting
your plans.  You weren't going out this evening or anything?"
   "Oh no," fat mousy replied, "not tonight.  Are we tru, we're not off
anywhere tonight?"
   "What," said skinny, "oh no."
   His place was more like 15 minutes walk.  People always lie don't they?
It was alright though.  It was one of those old peoples sheltered home
complexes.  Steve was out of work and sponging off his grandparents who
were luckily away on some old folks trip.
   It was nice and there were a few oldies dithering about the place and
all they had to say for themselves were a few "how do's" and some toothless
smiles.  We were about to walk into an entrance way and we passed a bench
with one nice old lady sitting there.  "Hello," she said beaming at us,
"nice to see you with some of your own age group friends Stevie.  Oooh and
I see you've got a girlfriend.  Hello love."
   Of course we stopped and chatted for a minute or so and then making our
polite excuses she finally laughed and said "and no hanky panky up there or
I'll have to be telling your Granny," as we walked passed - So sweet.
   It was very comfy inside, much nicer than having a fuck in my place.
   We got them settled in the lounge and then headed off to the kitchen to
get the drinks sorted.
   "How old do you think they are," Steve asked grinning from ear to ear
and as I closed the door over.
   "Shh," I said indicating he lower his voice, "I know that school
uniform, they'll be final year elementary.  Eleven year olds."
   "Fucking ace," he grinned back, "do you think we've got a........."
   "...........where's the hatch," I asked looking around.  There's always
a hatch between the kitchen and lounge/diner in these places.  And then I
saw it.  I put my fingers to my lips and placed my ear to the thin wooden
hatch.
   <..........I don't know........yeah......I do.......it's
alright....yeah.....no, it's alright don't be silly......yeah well they
might......I hope.......fancy him......him........yeah.......I know, me
an'all..........no........him........no........you can
have......alright.......I don't know we'll have to ask.......a condom of
course.......it's alright.......no......yeah.........shhhh.......voice
down.....>
   I put my thumb up and then whispered, "wait there, just wait.  Give us
some ashtrays, alright, alright, saucers'll do."
   I quietly opened the door and walked back to the lounge.  I seemed to
surprise them a little bit.
   "Right ladies," I said, "here you are, we'll have to make do with these
as ashtrays." I put the saucers down and took out my ciggies and lighter.
"Help yourself ladies.  Make yourselves comfortable, get them jackets off
and put your feet up.  That's it, get comfy.  Now do you want ice in your
drinks?  Alright the, back in a minute then."
   I gave him the thumbs up as I re-entered the kitchen.  "Where's the
vodka" I asked?  There wasn't any but he did have some gin.  I sploshed a
shit load of gin onto the Baileys then threw a load of ice in on top and
making him take two and me two I nodded.  "Got any condoms?"
   He grinned from ear to ear and nodded back in return.  He ran off and
was back again quickly and he handed me a few silver wraps.
   "Good," I hissed, "come on then, time to make love to the ladies."
   "They're little girls," he said with his sloppy grin.
   "Not as far as they're concerned," I sloppily grinned back, "and not as
far as we're concerned where they are concerned.  They are full blown
ladies, even though to us they're fuck toys.  Right," I asked and he nodded
his agreement.  I gave him the outline plan subject to on the spot
alterations and then we re-joined the ladies.
   They were both ripe for it.  Single mums, estate house people and at
that experienced but still early masturbation phase and wondering what it
might be like to have a nice length of cock in their cunts.  School sex ed
helps with all that and by their age they'd had that phase of their
education in spades.
   Necking happened almost instantaneously.  That was the benefit of
allowing the young gentlemen (both in their 30's) and the young ladies
(maximum aged 11) time to sort their game plan out and on their own.
   Trace, fat mousey, was like a kissing vacuum cleaner.  There was no
stopping her slurpy tongue action so at one point I just stuck my tongue
out as far as I could and let her give it a blow job.  I thought it would
be good practice for her later.  It was.
   I followed all the etiquette and started on her tits of course and there
was no problem getting access.  Having said that there didn't seem to be
much inside her halter bra and that's exactly what I like best.  But she
did have a nice handful of fat there.  Nice to squeeze and stimulate her
lovely under age sensitive nipples.  She loved that.
   I kept glancing over at Steve and he seemed to be doing alright with his
bitch but I was more interested in getting my hands in fatty's knickers and
once again, no problem.  She spread them easily as my hand traveled up her
thighs but I decided it wasn't that comfortable, not with both of us, both
young couples on the sofa.
   I pulled off her and bless her little fat heart she looked unhappy, then
standing up and pulling her hand said, "come on, let's leave the others in
peace."
   I smiled at Steve as he flashed me a grin.  I had no idea where the
bedrooms might be and he didn't say anything.  Fuck it, I thought, bit of
adventure eh?
   I ended up choosing the old folks room and let her have a nose about at
first but it was her who sat on the end of the bed and dirtily looked up at
me, her blouse still opened nicely from the non existent bosom molesting
I'd been doing earlier.  Dirty fucking bitch had loved it.
   I stood in front of her and grinned back down at her, "go on then," I
said standing close, "your turn, take them off then."
   It was great watching this piggy faced fat 'lady' undo my trousers and
she did it grinning at me all the while.  I had to help a bit of course but
it's always good to let them have the upper hand.  You revealed in your
erect nakedness in front of them and them still basically dressed.  You
stand there looking fucking stupid, your trousers and pants around your
ankles and your cock, throbbing at the right 45 degree angle and nicely
close to their face.  It gives them a sense of power and confidence.
   I watched as she started chewing her bottom lip, nice fat lips she had.
   "Alright," I said as a question.
   "Yeah," she replied but she hadn't really touched it yet.
   "Your not frightened are you," I asked?
   "NO," she replied all strong like.
   "No, you don;t look it either," I said smiling at her and stroking my
shaft for her entertainment, "you look dead experienced, you do."
   "Yeah," was all she replied as I put one hand on one of her shoulders
and pushed her so that she fell back onto the bed, legs off the bed and
feet still touching the floor.  Nice position she was in and she was still
grinning at me.
   She was still grinning at me, her head tilted up as I fell to my knees
in front of her, pushed her school skirt back and then after dragging her
big knickers down, big fat preteen girl knickers, I slipped them down and
over her still shoed feet and then tossing them to the floor, parted her
legs.
   Fucking lovely fat bulging twat she had.  Lovely it was.  I love those
big fat puffy fatty girl fat twats and especially the naturally hairless
ones.  Fucking lovely.  Lovely to look at, lovely to wank over, lovely to
finger, lovely to lick and best still, lovely to rape and even though it is
consensual.  At 11, its definitely molesting rape.
   "How old are you then," I asked as I moved my head in.
   "11," I heard her breathless reply as I took my first cunt lick, a nice
long slitty end to slitty end lick, bottom to top.
   I flicked my tongue end onto her hooded clitty and asked, "and your mate
Tru," just before clitty munching.  I like teasing them out from under
their hoods.
   "10," I heard her say or rather gulp.  I wanted a piece of that later.
   "Bet you two have had loads of cock in your time," I kept up the prattle
inn between munching and then started with the fingering.
   It's nice isn't it, a nice bit of preteen fanny fingering.  You never
know what you might find.  She was tight and her response indicated just
how tight but the lovely thing was that I could slip a finger in and
without any blockage at all.
   "Who's your latest boyfriend then," I asked in between preteen cunt
slurps, "bet all the lads go for you."
   I heard a kind of breathless giggle as I got the pace up with my finger
fucking and managed a second.
   "I liked your fanny," I said jigging her nice wet junior cunt, "lovely
fanny, its the best I've seen in ages.
   "Real......ugh......really......."
   "Yeah," I said and took a clit suck, "dead fucking sexy.  Do you like me
frigging your fanny?"
   "Yeah," breathlessly replied.
   "Fucking real nice," I said and then using one arm, I moved in under
both of her legs, behind the knees and kind of pushed her back more so I
could get more access.  What a lovely fat bum she had, lovely wobbly fat
soft bum cheeks.
   "How about this," I said using my fanny fingering finger?  I started
pressing it between her fatty wobbly cheeks and towards her little anus
which I couldn't quite see.
   "Eh," was all I got in reply.
   "Hang on," I said and re-positioning myself and getting my shoulders
between her legs, her legs now dangling over them I leaned forwards and was
able to split her bum cheeks open with one hand and then focused onto her
little pucker hole.  "This" I said.  I licked the finger and then probed
her botty bum hole.
   She winced almost immediately.
   "Yeah," I said, "most of the mature ladies I make love to enjoy this,
they always expect me to pleasure them here."
   "Really," the gormless bitch said.
   "Oh yeah," I replied getting her even better positioned and getting my
finger in even more.
   "I thought only lads with lads did that," she said.
   "You mean the Nancy boys," I said getting more wincing out of her as I
finger frigged her stink hole?
   "Yeah," she winced again.
   "Oh no," I said balancing her and grabbing the root of my erect penis,
foreskin pulled back, "no, ladies always love this, it gives them real
pleasure."
   "Oh," she said and at that I felt on target as my knob end started to
sink into her tight little anus.
   I had loads of precum ready on it to assist.
   "Yeah," I said grunting a bit and that should have pleased her, she was
a little fat piggy, "and you don't need a condom."
   "Don't I," she asked?  Stupid fucking cow.
   "No," I said giving it a good ram.  Fuck me you should have heard her.
Just as well it was an old peoples' place, most of them would have been
deaf, so there was no worry there.
   It was a pisser though.  The usual happened.  It always does, doesn't
it? You have that first few thrust up a sexy junior preteen and it always
happens.  I shot a huge load up her stink hole and I was only about 2
inches up her, if that.  Still it was alright and she got the advantage
really.
   I pulled out and flipped her over so that she had her hands on the end
of the bed and her feet on the ground making a right angled triangle and
then turning top to toe, I got on the bed underneath her, my head under her
twat and I went to work on her again.  She liked that alright.
   I think she really liked staring down and playing with my limp little
prick after that because she kept making silly comments about how small it
was and how come it had hurt her botty hole.  That kind of shit, you know
what I mean.  But like I said, it gives them confidence.
   I spent quite a while licking her cunt, teasing her clitty and getting
dribbles of my own cum dropping out of her arsehole and onto me.  The dirty
bitch.  She was laughing when she noticed that.
   "Suck it then," I told her, "suck it and make it hard again."
   She did and I did.  To be honest I was thinking about Tru, the skinny
one.  She was 10 and I wanted a piece of that twat.  I've had quite a few
10's and under and they can be so fucking tight.  I love them and I'm sure
you know what I mean.  I was looking forward to that and I was wondering
how Steve was getting on but I was mainly thinking about getting my little
stiffy up whatever holes he'd been up.  Nothing beats a good junior preteen
underage fuck, does it?
   END OF PART ONE
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JUNIOR DATING PART ONE