Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. PRETEEN TOUCH SHOPPING - Just been down the mall, I like going down there, nice it is. I usually chose a nice respectable shop, multi purpose type place selling a range of bits and pieces, books maybe, pens, pencils, books for adults, books and other stuff for the younger people. I was looking at some nice items. Pretty Barbie glass paperweights and crap like that. "Oh hi," I said to a young lady who was standing near. She was trying to get a good look at the same things, "am I in your way?" "No, its ok," she said smiling. "I'm not very good at this," I said looking hopeless, "I'm trying to buy something nice for a niece of mine, she's 10." "Ok," she said still smiling. She was a real brain box and conversationalist. "What do you think of this," I said holding up a box. I wasn't sure what it was really. "This one's nice," she said pointing at another one. It was fucking horrible, a real horrid shade of shit pink. "Alright then," I said, "so how old are you then, if you don't mind me asking?" "11," she lisped and grinned. "Right well you should be the perfect advisor then," I said smiling, "can you hold this one for me and then I can have a look at that lovely pretty pink one you indicated?" She took it of course and held it protectively to her young bosom. I pulled the other one off and made a deal of looking at it. "Oh dear," I said showing her the poor material, "it doesn't look as good inside does it?" "Nah," she said. "Tell you what," I said, "I better put this one back." I replaced it on the shelf, "and then let me take that one off you and I'll put that back too." I was hands free before she could make a move, I'm good at this. I shot my hands over to the box she was holding for me, it was quite sizeable, and I was able to slip one hand in between the back of the box and her young prepubescent chest, the other hand placed on the front of the box diagonally opposite. "Oh its quite heavy," I said making a meal out of taking it from her, "I'm sorry for making you hold that for so long." "Its ok," she replied. She couldn't really hand it to me so easily you see. My left hand which I placed on the front of the box was accidentally applying pressure towards her as my right hand, which was inserted between the back of the box and her junior bosoms, slowly and deliciously rubbed itself right across her chest from one side to the other. I'm quite an expert in this. I distinctly felt the two little bumps as my hand moved over her little white t-shirt and not only that, I could tell she was wearing her first puffies' cover. My educated guess being that she was in the bralette stage. "Thanks," I said as I eventually transferred the box away from her and towards the shelf, "did you like that?" "Um, well its nice," she said, "and maybe I liked it better now I think about what you said." Of course she was talking about the boxes, I wasn't and I decided neither was she. She was still smiling. They love having their junior bozzies touching at that age, they're so sensitive. "Well thanks," I said, "you've been really helpful. I'll have to give it some more thought. I think I might go and find a nice café and maybe have a drink of something." "Oh ok," she said in that well educated way and then, "well what do you think of this then? This is nice." I looked at whatever it was and made all the right noises. The little tart was flirting with me I decided, that happens a lot. "Yeah its cool," I said, "but I really need a drink now. I'll go and have a think." "Oh ok," she said again. "Uhm, look you've been really helpful," I said, "if you're free would you like to have a drink with me. I feel I owe you something after all that help you've given. I mean only if you're free and I suppose you might be with your, uhm, your, your partner, boyfriend or........ "Oh no," she said with a big grin, "no, I'd like a drink." "Oh right, good," I said, "lovely. Well let's go and find a nice place shall we." "Cool," she said grinning, "and I'm single by the way." "Really," I said to her as we walked out of the shop. We couldn't have looked out of place. There were loads of what looked to be dads and daughters out shopping. Of course I suppose some of them might have been successful peds like me. "So are you just out window shopping today," I said as we relaxed in the chairs and sipped our lattes in the café I'd let her choose, it was almost empty, "or on a buying spree." "Just looking really," she said dreamily. "Cool," I said, "same as me then. Are you a student then?" "Uh well yeah," she said smiling. "Which university, the city one here," I asked casually? "What, uh, uhm, no not yet," she said grinning. "Oh right sorry," I said, "yeah senior high school, I remember that well. Lot of hard work for you at the moment I suppose." "I'm 11," she said in a very soft voice and craning her head as close as she could towards me across the table. "REALLY," I respectfully replied and then lowering my voice, "well you're very mature for your age then. You've got a lovely figure too." "Thanks," she replied and blushed a little too I was pleased to note. "Young ladies these days seem so mature you know," I said, "my niece who's nearly 11, same age as you, she's so mature too." "Ok," she said smiling. "She's actually not my real niece, she's a friend of mine's niece but we get on well, me and the niece I mean. We've been out on a few dates but nothing heavy if you know what I mean," I said. "Uh-huh," she replied taking a sip of her latte and nodding. "What's her name then?" "Tracey," I replied. "Cool," she said. "Yeah," I said looking and sounding casual again, "she's got a lovely figure too, very nicely shaped." "Ok," she said in a very interested manner. "Yeah," I said, "she's a 26aa. I bought her a silk baby doll nighty recently for her birthday which is coming up soon." "Wow cool," she said in an even more interested manner, "what colour is it?" "Red," I said, "Victoria's Secret, see through, the panties are open crotch and the bra's a half cup." "Wow, that's so cool," she said, "I'd love one of those." "Yeah well she did ask me for it when I asked what she wanted and I told her I would get it," I said, "and she has promised to model it for me." "Cool," she said, I suppose her vocab wasn't up to much. "And so, do you like, you know, go out sometimes, like together then?" "Yeah we have done," I said looking around, "but she's got a lot on at the moment and it's a bit difficult. She's kind of seeing someone else, its one of those off-on relationships. To be honest we've decided to cool it for now, but I wanted to give her something nice. You know what I mean, I'm sure." "Oh yeah," she said, "that's really nice of you." "Yeah well," I said, "you know what they say, if you love someone, you got to let them go free." I hadn't a clue if that was right or not. "Oh yeah I know that," she said. "You sound really nice. I wish someone would buy me a baby doll nighty like that." "I'm sure you've got plenty of young men chasing you all over the place," I said. She didn't really reply, she just smiled in an embarrassed way. "Well I'd certainly chase you," I said and that made the grin on her face get even bigger. "Where did you buy it then," she said changing the subject a little, "round here?" "No, not here," I said, "if I'd got it here I'd be able to show it to you, in the shop, you know." "Yeah," she said in a neutral way. "I've got it at home now," I said, "actually I live near here, about 5 minutes' walk from here. Do you want to come over and see it?" "Cool," she said. I've got the knack you see, and the experience of course. She looked fucking good in it. She tried to hide it at first keeping her legs tightly together when she walked into the room, silly cunt. She had to walk into the room so what with the panty knickers being crotchless it was nicely evident that she had one of those perfect vaginas. The ones I like, hairless, sweetly bare, puffy lipped and a nice tight slitty like a thin knife slash. Those little twats are the finest you can split. It's a lovely feeling as you force your thick adult big knobbed cock in between those sweet lovely fat puffy lips but I'm sure quite a few of you already know that. "Perfect fit," I said, "it could have been made for you and you really suit the colour. And you certainly seem to fill the half cups. The bra was more of a shelf like type, basically it kind of goes under the bosoms and only partly covers the orbs making sure that the nipples are nicely on show. "Yeah," she said looking down at herself but displaying a slightly concerned look. I knew it was a false look, she must have already known she was showing her little baby girl titties off. They were nice too. They were those typical undeveloped nippies, the flush ones, the ones that haven't matured enough to stick out and up. But I know how to make them stick up alright. "Wow yeah, its made for you," I said, "do you like the panty knickers, they look great on you." "Yeah they're nice, I think," she said uncertainly. "Can I just..........." I said standing up and then, "can you just walk towards me, so I can check something?" She complied almost shyly and I liked the way she walked over as she tried to keep her upper thighs close together, bit of a losing battle really. "Right," I said, "can you just hold the sides of the baby doll up a bit. I think the side bows need re-tying. The crotchless panty knickers had two thin sweet little ties at either side. Pull those or even just one and down come the panty knickers. Personally I never take their panty knickers off. If they're full crotched ones I like to pull the gusset to one side and then just stick my fat cock into their junior cunts. I like fucking them with their panty knickers on. With crothchless ones you don't even need to do that of course but I really just wanted to play with her, I really like playing with little girls. "There," I said after messing around with the ties. I had it off a few times and made sure to once again brush my hands and this time fingers around her lower private parts. I was pleased she giggled. "And your bosoms are lovely too," I said looking up at her from my kneeling position. She gave me the little girl look, the teeth biting the lower lip look. I thought they would be lovely," I added. She giggled and then, "did you mean to touch them in the shop?" I smiled at her, "well what did you think?" "I wasn't really sure," she said giving me that awkwardly grinning look. I always take that look to be kind of expectant. "To be honest I did," I said smiling back up at her, "and I can tell you that I thought they felt so lovely, so mature and so firm. You really are a very attractive and well developed young lady." "Thanks," she said shyly as I rose up and stood close beside her. "May I kiss you," I asked but I never wait for the reply. Little flicking tongues dancing. Its always the same at that first stage, they're all the same and they're all the same when they soon respond hungrily to the first tongue thrust. They soon quickly respond to that alright and often with even more vigour. I don't know why some people deny it because the simple fact is that young developing ladies around 10 to 12, and often earlier, are highly sexed and very, very responsive to sexual activities if given the chance. "Do you masturbate regularly," I said in between over love making kisses, "I do hope so." "Yes," came the demure feminine reply as my left hand forefinger began its exploration of her kiddy cunt. "Yes I can tell," I said as I slipped my forefinger up and down the length of her cock hole crack, it was wet, lovely and juicy wet. They always are in my experience. "Does that feel nice too," I said stopping on her sex button, her little almost hidden clitty. "Uhmmmm, oh, ooooh, mmmmm, nghhhh" came the reply and she craned her neck upwards which meant she was begging for more princely kisses from me, her lover, her 34 year old lover with a throbbing thick, shaved, over 7 inch erect penis made especially just for her lovely 11 year old self. Using my right hand as we resumed our kissing, but keeping my left hand in play on her fuck hole, I undid the waist clasp of my trousers and with the zip easily parted, I flicked my manhood out. "I've got something for you," I said as I briefly pulled away from her eager mouth and then resumed our passionate kissing. With my right hand now free, I took one of her little hands and guided her to my hard penis making sure to let her hand brush against my sticky wet precum knob before placing her grip on it. "Do you like it," I said in yet another parting of the lips? "Nghhhh, mmmmmmm, don't stop," she said dreamily again and she went back on the kissing attack. I always follow their needs and desires of course, mine too, and then as we continued kissing and with her hand grasped around my shaft and with mine over hers, we masturbated me against her. Less than 60 seconds I would say. I gushed a bucket load onto her bare tummy and casting my eyes down I was pleased to see the cum ooze down. I felt it too of course and using the palm of my hand I spread it all around her midriff and then down towards and onto her little girl fanny. I even rubbed some of it into the edge of her cunt crack. They love it, they really love it, there's no doubt about that. "Do you like that," I said gently and as I rubbed my limp sticky penis end around her navel? "Mmmmm," was her response. Her eyes were closed as I continued moving my soft spunk ended cock knob onto and around her preteen body. Her smile was a delight to see. "Would you like to make it hard again," I hissed? "Mmmm," again, her eyes shut and her mouth formed into a sign of pleasure. "Lower yourself down," I said, "I want you to suck it, I want you to suck my.......what do you like to call it?" "Willy," she giggled but her eyes were still tightly shut. "You're so mature," I said applying force to her shoulders, "kneel down and suck it for me." For those of you who want but have never had your soft sticky penis being sucked by a little preteen whore, let me say that no woman can match it. I especially like the lack of skill a preteen lady uses which gives us the chance to force the flaccid penis into the oral opening. The tongue tends to take over, the soft preteen tongue. It's more than desirable as is taking one of the hands, separating a forefinger and directing towards your anus. "You be the boy," I said, "pretend you've got a willy, pretend your finger it a willy and push it up my bum bum hole." They love that too. It didn't take too long, maybe 30 minutes and maybe less but it was up and hard again. Lifting her up, her legs parted and surrounding my waist, she was a lightweight. I was easily able to support her with one hand and with the other I just directed my cock into the soft folds of her junior 11 year old cunt and then jiggled her. She screamed of course but that's normal when an 11 year old, desiring cock, gets the full thrust of a 7 inch plus thick erect penis forced into her virgin slitty. For me, I just love the sound of junior love. "Is that good," I shouted as I held her protectively and thrust in and out of her cunt as hard and fast as I could? Her almost beathless piercing screeches told me all I needed to know. Its always the same. Its as though they innately understand that they've given up their virginity to someone they shouldn't have done and perhaps instinctively know that its going to be botty hole rectum fucking next. After my initial cum spunk and once I've ripped their little hymens' open, I like to transfer into their anal passages. They love it too of course. All that "no please no," shit is always accompanied by their reverse botty thrusts. They want it and I am pleased to provide it. There's only one thing better than raping a preteen lady with her consent and that's buggering the little fucking whore up her shitty arsehole and after cumming in her rectum, making her clean your limp cock with her mouth. Try doing that with a woman of 13 or 14 or older and few of them will. I'd love to chat with others with similar experienceS if anyone wants to? alleypussy@yahoo.com

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