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   PEDO CRUISING Mgg Mg ped oral virgin cartoon rape first extreme

   Cruising is part of every pedo's stock in trade.  We look for what we
want and we burn gas by the gallon for just a whiff of our perverted
pleasures.  Some of us go to parks or playgrounds, hiding behind our
newspapers and magazines.  Others frequent bathrooms at campgrounds,
McDonalds, or KFC, always on the lookout for the ones that are alone and
shouldn't be.



   It's amazing how plentiful they are if you just know where to look.



   My name is Charley.  I'm a pedophile.  I'm 47 and look 35 or even
younger when I dress the part.  I drive a Chevy van with darkened windows
and a few surprises inside, like the top mounted camera which I control
with a joy stick and the full set of restraints and toys for little
kiddies. My taste runs to girls from 5 to 7 and boys from 12 to 15.  Today
I'M hoping to find a young one.



   Parked beneath the trees near the kiddie pool, I'm watching my monitor,
slowly panning the pool.  I zoom in on a little girl in a pink bathing
suit. Her little legs are typically pudgy around her knees, but what
catches my eye is that her suit is all bunched up into the crack of her
sweet little ass.  She's bending over with her back to me so I've got a
clear shot of her.



   My dick gets harder as I watch the child.  She's delicious to see.  Then
her Mom steps into my line of sight.  I pan to the right, another little
girl, a little older, maybe 8, wearing a two piece suit that's much too
small for her comes into view.  She's angry about something.  I can see her
pointing her finger at someone, obviously scolding that person.



   I watch as another child, probably about 4, comes into sight, the target
of the scolding.  She's crying.  The older of the two scoops up their
yellow towels and pushes the younger toward the gate.  Quickly I pan around
looking for the parents.  I see no one seeming to move with them.  They are
headed towards the truck.  I zoom out, allowing a wider view angle, still
no adult following.  No adult seems the least interested - other than me.
Two damn near naked little girls headed directly towards the truck. 
Quickly, I pan the street behind me, swinging the camera quickly, wondering
what car they are headed for.  I see none.  They can be mine!!!



   "What's the matter, little girl?" I ask as I open the van's sliding door
as they come closer.  "Why are you crying?"



   Still sobbing lightly, she glares at the older girl who answers, "My
stupid sister dropped the cell phone in the pool.  Now we have to walk home
`cause we can't call our granddaddy to come pick us up." She was still
steaming.



   "Where do you live?  Maybe I can drive you home." I say helpfully in my
well-practiced smooth and comforting tone.  The girls look up at me almost
hopefully.

   "Can you, mister?  Can you please?" Getting them in the van proved
easier than I expected, within seconds they were engrossed with the dolls
and toys they found lying on the king size mattress in back.  I quickly
drive to my own garage and close the door.  They are mine.  I reach out the
driver side window and plug in the power cord.  The big screen TV came on,
a fantastic children's musical featuring cartoon characters, full nudity,
and perversion - a fabulous kiddie training film bought in Thailand.  The
girls never noticed the van wasn't moving, never gave going home another
thought.



   I settle in between them, "Let's get you into some dry clothes." As I
speak, nude children danced on the screen, adult men with their hard dicks
dangling in front of them danced with them.  Everyone had such happy
expressions on their faces.  Stick figures did cartwheels, children
laughed, men pissed on bushes then on the children.  Everyone was happy.  A
tiny girl sucked a dick, two little boys sucked each other, the cartoon
characters were having a wonderful time.



   The little girls in the van are naked now, the man between them laughing
with them as he runs his hands over the younger of the children, his dick
now ragingly hard.  He grasps her little undeveloped 5 year old nipple and
twists it, making her cry out in pain.  He smiles, knowing it hurt her.

   I want to feel the pleasure of being the first to put a cock in the
child's mouth.  She did not resist as I push her little blond head to it,
forcing it against her thin lips.  The speakers glared a crazy tune on full
volume to muffle any cries as I force my cock down her innocent throat,
shoving it fully into her, choking her.



   Tear stream down her fair cheeks as I pump her virgin mouth like a
street whore cunt.  I hold my hand under her chin to force her little mouth
shut to get maximum pleasure from the oral rape.  Her sister never even
glances at her, her young eyes glued to the huge tube.  I feel it coming
from my toes up, nothing had ever felt so sweet.  String after string of
thick white cum shoot down the child's throat, choking her out, making her
puke up what little food she had in her, still I keep shoving the slick
tool down her gullet.  She falls to the mattress wondering what the hell
happened to her when I finally pull it out.  I quickly clean up the mess
before turning to her older sibling.



   The naked 9 year old sits watching the cartoon, watching an older man
fully inserting his oversized cartoon dick into a young cartoon child.  Her
right hand is beginning to do magic on her juvenile pee slit.  Today is a
good day to enjoy the fun.  I snuggle over close to her and put my arm
around her.  She glances up at me and then down to my hard dick.  She
glances back to the screen, watching a girl about her age stroking a
cartoon man cock.  She quickly glances back to me as if to ask permission.
I nod.  She reaches over and takes my cock in her hand and caresses it,
squeezes it, begins to copy what she is seeing on the screen.

   I am thrilled to have these training videos.  The girl leans down and
takes cartoon man in her mouth.  My little captive imitates what she is
seeing.  She opens wide and takes my cock.  It feels warm and wet and
wonderful.  She is sucking me, sucking me off.  I've just cum in the mouth
of her little sister and now I am ready to do the same to this one.  I rub
my hands over her flat chest, enjoying her smooth firm body.  I reach down
and cup her ass cheeks, spread her open and find her tight little rosebud.
I push her head down, making her take more of my cock as I run my finger up
and down her ass crack.

   I don't want to cum in her mouth.  I have to fuck her.  I pull her up,
press my lips against hers and kiss her, making her open her mouth for my
invading tongue.  I push her flat on the mattress and mount her, my huge
body over her tiny one.  I use my knees for force her legs open, I feel her
soft little cunt.  I spit on my hand and rub my saliva into her.  I find
the tiny hole and place the head of my cock against it and push gently,
testing the resistance.  The girl tries to fight me off, I lift up and slap
her firmly across the face.  She is startled.  I slap her again.  "Don't
ever try to fight me, little girl.  You cannot win." I shove into her, I
force my cock inside the 8 year old virgin slit.  She screams.  I'm in.

   The feeling is glorious, tight, so very tight.  I keep forcing her legs
apart; I lift them up and put them on my shoulders, forcing her onto her
shoulders.  I grasp her hips and plunge deeply inside her.  I am fucking
her, pull out, shove in, pull out, shove in.  Repeated a hundred times, I
have just cum so it takes me awhile to unload.  I feel it coming, I love
that feeling in a tight sweet little pussy.  It's here.  It's here.  I
shove deep inside her and unload, rope after rope, stream after stream,
filling the tiny cunt with my hot seed.  Damn I wish I could make her
pregnant.

   I have to get rid of them.  I have to drop them off someplace where they
will be safe.  I wouldn't want any bad guys to get a hold of them, would I?
We drive quickly to the opposite side of town.  I give them $10 to pay for
a taxi and speed off, leaving them outside a convenience store.  I move
quickly, too quickly.  I'm spotted by a cop car and I try to get away.  I
round a corner and BANG, I hit a parked car.

   It's been a coupla years since I had them two sisters.  I damned near
got caught and wrecked my van getting away from them.  But now I'm back at
it again, and I see this girl.

   So this girl, I don't think I'd ever seen a girl with such skinny legs.
I mean they are #2 pencils.  But I guess a lot of girls her age have thin
legs.  No muscles at all, really skin and bones.  The rest of her wasn't
exactly heavy, either.  I figured she must have been maybe 7 or 8 years
old. Wearing that little school uniform with its pleated skirt and that
little white blouse...  always a turn on for me.  Knee socks and black
loafers.  And those skinny legs.  I knew there couldn't possibly be any
hair or any development under her clothing.  I wonder if she masturbates?

   So here's my plan for skinny legs.  That's what I called this one. 
Skinny legs.  She's gonna want me to fuck her and its gonna happen soon. 
It really ain't that hard.

   I never plan anything in advance.  I mean, I got no "rape kit" or
nothing `cept my van.  Anyhow, lemme tell you about where I seen her.  I
was sittin near the park swings readin a novel.  I used to be able to look
for kids from my van but the system broke down in the wreck and I don't
have the money to fix it up.  OK, I was lookin over the book, not really
readin it.  I seen this girl, coulda been about 7, maybe 8, right in my age
group.  She's swinging.  Gets up real high.  Got that school uniform on and
swinging.  I'd seen her with some younger kids earlier and thought they
might be her little sister and brother.  But they wandered off somewhere
and swinging girl was still there.  Yeah, I come up with names for all
ovum. She was swinging girl.  Sos I'm watchin her, right?  I see her
getting way up high and for whatever fucking reason, she jumps.  Lands
right on her head in the sand.  I dashes over to see if she's all right.

   She's cryin and sobbin like she's really tore up, you know what I mean?
I gather her up in my arms and cradle her like the little kid she is and I
asks, "Honey, I saw what happened.  Are you OK?" She holds on to me like
I'm her savior, maybe a knight in shining armor or something.

   Through real tears and sobs, she says to me, "What happened?  Where am
I?"

   "You was on the swings and you fell off.  I think you hit your head."

   "But where am I?  Where is my nanny?"

   "Your nanny?"

   She sobs again and holds me tightly.  "Where's Nanny???" She is almost
hysterical now.

   "Well, honey, I didn't see no nanny.  I did see you with a coupla other
kids earlier."

   "Other kids?  What other kids?  I don't know anybody here...  I, I, I...
where am I?  Am I dead?  Why don't I know you?  Are you my angel?" I gotta
tell you, I was freakin bewildered by this kid.  She mighta got a good bang
on her head but I'm beginning to feel like I got one on my hands that's
total bonkers.  I look around the park, it's getting close to dark and I
don't see nobody around.

   "Come on, little girl.  I'm here to help you.  Let's go now.  I gotta
get you tooken care of." I gathers her up and walk to my van.  It's parked
just a little ways away.  Once I get her to it, I puts her in the back and
lay her on the carpet.  I slides the door closed sos nobody can see in. 
I'm bein real gentle with her, thinkin she's injured and freakin out, you
know?  She opens her eyes wide and stares into mine.

   "I think I'm gonna be sick." OMG, puke in my van!!!

   "Quick, honey, we gotta get your skirt off before you mess it." She's
totally submissive.  She sheds her pleated skirt.  Thank god she didn't
puke, but if I got a kid who's gonna be sick, I'm gonna get her home and in
a bathroom, not in my van.  I gun the engine and we get outta there. 
Twenty minutes later, the kid now feeling a little better and sitting on
the floor leaning back against the cushions, we pull into my garage.  I
kinda want to see what happens if I plug in my van and start the kiddie
porn videos I got in Thailand.  But she's antsy to get out.  We go into the
house and she flops down on the couch.

   She's wearing short shorts under her uni skirt, and I mean really short.
They're bright red with a zipped down the front.  The button at the top is
busted so the waist band is bulging open.  I see the zipper tongue sticking
out.  Her white shirt has a huge butterfly sitting on a tiny flower on the
pocket, looks silly to me.  Whole thing is a riot of color.  She's got
black penny loafers with knee socks.  I can't really tell how old she is.
She looks older than I thought.

   "How're you feeling, little girl?"

   "I don't know.  I don't know where I am.  Do you know me?  Wha's my
name?"

   "Honey, you're my girlfriend, don't' you remember?  We're supposed to
get married next week, please tell me you remember me." Fuck, hadda give it
a try, right?  She stared at me for a moment, then a huge grin broke out
across her face.

   "You're jokin' me, arn'cha?  I ain't but 8 years old and you're an old
man." She looked around the room.  "But you gotta tell me, where am I and
who am I?" OK, we established she's 8.  Right at the upper edge of my
perfect age group, a bit older than I like but that's OK.  I've got her so
I'll accept her age.

   "Honey, I'm here to take care of you.  We gotta clean you up.  You fell
and got all dirty.  You're clothes are a mess and you have blood on your
shirt.  We gotta get you in the tub and gets you cleaned up.  It ain't
healthy to let all that dirt and all them germs get into your cuts, OK?" I
pulled off her loafers and socks, helped her up off the couch and sorta
pushed her toward the bath.  I reached down and started skinning off her
shirt.  She raises her arms and lets me take it off.

   Her little chest is gorgeous.  Tiny little tit buds, little round mounds
with pale pink dime sized areolae, nipples, tiny little nipples barely
standing up.  I toss her shirt aside and keep her walking.  I reach for the
zipper tongue I'd noticed and lower the zipper.  I catch my fingers in her
waistband and push down her shorts, discovering cartoon characters adorning
her little panties.  I knew I'd seen them before but had no idea who they
were.  She stepped out of her shorts as we reached the bathroom door.  I
reached into the tub and turned on the faucets, adjusting the water to a
comfortable temperature.  "Let's get those panties off so you can soak in
the tub now." She easily complies, quickly shedding her panties.  I help
her into the tub and get her to lay back.

   She looked great laying there naked.  Flat tummy, little V of baby fat
running down to a bald pussy, the little clit hood barely poking up. 
Perfect little 8 year old.  "Bend your knees, sweetheart, so the water can
get all over you." She followed orders well, bending her knees, giving me a
full view of her little cunt.  I reached down and caress it, holding the
full prize in my hand.  "What did you say your name was?"

   "Jennifer."

   "Jennifer?  You remembered!"

   "OMG, yes!  I'm Jennifer and I live in Clarkston.  It's my birthday. 
I'm 9 tomorrow.  I'm here for my birthday party.  Who are you?  Where am I?
Why are you touching my pee pee?" Question after question rattled on.  I
grew bored quickly and keep touching her tight little cunt.  "What happened
to me?"

   "Hush now, girl.  You been hurt and I'm taking care of you.  There's
stuff we gotta do for you then I'm taking you to your party, OK." She
seemed to quiet down a bit with that.  Her memory had partially returned
and I knew I had to act decisively if I was going to have my way with her.
And believe me, I was going to have my way with her regardless of what else
might happen.  She was gonna get fucked.  "This is our rehab center.  You
took a big hit on your head and we gotta make sure you're OK, unnerstand?"
She seemed to accept my ploy.  "I'll be back in just a second with your
medication."

   I left her in the tub and quickly dashed to the kitchen and grabbed a
glass and a bottle of rum.  I poured a full glass and went back to her. 
When I got there, Jennifer was standing in the tub, a blank look on her
face.  "You OK, Jennifer?" She looked at me with that blank stare.

   "I'm Jennifer?"

   "You told me you're Jennifer.  Is that your name?" She touched her
forehead and began to cry.  I set the glass on the sink and lifted her out
of the tub, carrying the naked child to my bed.  I lay her down, propping
her up on pillows and got the glass of rum.  "Here, baby, drink all this.
It ain't gonna taste good but you gotta drink it all to make you feel
right." She took the glass and with my help drank it down.  She shuddered
and made a quick retching sound as if she would throw it up but she held it
down.  "You lay down now and get some rest." I helped her down on to the
bed and spread her legs wide.

   I quickly removed my clothes and knelt between her outstretched legs. 
"I'm gonna give you a treatment now, honey.  You just lay there and let me
do my job, OK?" I bent forward and pressed my lips to her cunt, licking her
from base to clit and back again a dozen times rapidly.  I lip locked on it
and sucked on it, sucking her fat little mound into my mouth, never
stopping my tongue, feeling every tiny fold, every crevice.  I shove my
tongue inside her and then slowly licked inside her sweet tasting vagina.
She moaned and pushed my head tightly against her.  She had submitted.  She
approved.

   My cock - all 7 inches - stood rigid and ready.  It wanted inside the
tiny body that lay exposed before it.  It wanted to get deeply inside that
gorgeous fat little mound, to feel the tightness of it, to wreck it, to
devour it, to cum in it.  I positioned it at the base and rubbed up and
back down.  My precum began its lubricating job, her little snatch was dry
as popcorn but I didn't care.  I found the tiny hole and began pushing.  I
grabbed some KY from the bedside table drawer and lubed her cunt real good.
This wasn't gonna be easy.  I got my cock all slippery and tried again. 
Man, that stuff's as good as grandma's ointment.  I slid right in.

   Her scream was muffled by my hand firmly clasped on her mouth.  I'd
anticipated her reaction to the sudden rape thrust I did on her.  It felt
fantastic!  So tight and slippery, thanks KY.  The rape didn't last that
long.  I loved the slick tight young canal, the little girl crying, the
feel of her wonderful inner self.  Her giving me everything I wanted from
her, so easily had, so easily used.

   It was her birthday.  Nine tomorrow.  What a nice gift for me.  Now I
gotta get rid of her.  Maybe I'll give her $10 for a taxi.

   Feedback is always welcome.  Daren Peters

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