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 STANDARD DISCLAIMER This is a work of fiction the purpose of which is to
provide an outlet for perverts who like sex stories involving children. 
Understand that this is an outlet which satisfies many and prevents them
from acting out.  If you are not one who needs this form of outlet, then go
the fuck away.

   WHAT IS THERE ABOUT LITTLE GIRLS

   What is there about little girls' nipples?  I mean they don't have tits
yet but we all want to see their nipples.  Flat chested little girls.  It's
not like we're going to touch them, abuse them, or do anything stupid with
them.  We just want to see them.

   And it's interesting how many little girls seem to understand our
desires.  They want to show off what they have - or actually what they
don't have, eh?  They wear tops with nothing under them, they wear
practically nothing.  They go topless at the beaches.  And they drive us
crazy, don't they?

   Gloria certainly understood.  I met her last year when I visited
Clearwater Beach.  I was staying at a nice hotel right on the beach, she
was there with her mother and her "Uncle Bob".  Gloria was jumping in the
pool, climbing out and jumping in again, shouting something about Marco
Polo, which I didn't understand.

   I'd positioned myself so my view was of the ladder she was using to
climb out.  She had on a VERY loose one piece yellow bathing suit.  Each
time she climbed out, I got a great shot right down the front, right down
to the little bumps that would become tits one day.  At about 8 years old,
Gloria was delightfully flat chested.  Her third time up the ladder, she
looked directly at me, smiled, and paused a moment to let me see her.  She
glanced down and up again.  Looking into my eyes from the ladder.  She knew
exactly what I was looking at.  She smiled.  Three minutes later she was
back again, this time with the swim suit top pulled farther out as she
climbed up, giving me a better view.

   I watched her glance over at the man she was with, whom I assumed was
her mother's boyfriend.  He was not paying any attention to her, so she
quickly crossed over to me and whispered, "I'm going to the third floor if
you want to know." I wasn't sure why she said that but I nodded then
watched her gather up her towel and sunglasses and say something to the man
who merely nodded and kept his attention on his book.  She walked past me
and jerked her head to the side in a "follow me" motion.  I followed.

   The child took the elevator up, I chose the stairs.  We met on the third
floor landing.  "You like me, don'cha?" She asked.  I nodded, a bit of a
lump in my throat wondering what trouble I was about to get into.  "Mommy's
gone to Tampa shopping.  Unca Bob won't come up until she gets back.  You
wanna come in?" I was fighting the demons inside me but felt captured.  I
followed the child into the hotel room.  Geez, were there any cameras
following my movements?

   We'd no sooner entered the room before the child started stripping off
her wet bathing suit.  "You want to see me naked, don'cha?" What the fuck
was happening to me?  I was mesmerized watching the child strip.  My dick
definitely wanted to see her...  so did my head.  In a matter of seconds
the child was standing 4 feet away from me, her naked body in full view. 
"Wha'chu wanna do?  You wanna just look at me or you wanna touch me?"

   "Uh, what makes you think I want to touch you?"

   "You're a man, arn'cha?  All men want to feel up little girls.  My mommy
told me that."

   "She told you that?"

   "Yep.  She told me to be careful, that all men want to feel up little
girls." The girl chuckled.  "What she didn't know is that I like it.  I
like men to touch me.  I want you to feel me up all over." She moved to me
and wrapped her little arms around my waist.  "Cain't you take them shorts
off so I can see your dick?"

   In less than a second I stood naked before the 8 year old child, my cock
there for her to admire, and admire she did.  "You gets to feel me up, I
gets to feel you up, OK?" she asked.  Suddenly my cock looked up at her. 
She bent forward and kissed it.  A naked little girl, bent over, kissing my
cock!  The view was spectacular.  A bare little back, a sweet little ass
crack.  I reached for her ass as I felt her warm mouth taking me in.

   She looked up at me, "You want me to suck it, right?"

   :Oh, yeah, baby.  I want you to suck it.  Suck it good." I was deep in
her mouth, her warm, cozy, sucking mouth.  A child cocksucker doing what
she wanted to do to me.  I was instantly her master and her slave.  I could
do anything to her and I was under her spell.
Yes, I wanted to feel her, feel every inch of her, her ass, her chest,
her pussy...  but most of all I wanted her nipples.  I wanted to suck her

almost nonexistent breasts.

   Her mouth had sucked cock before, that was obvious.  She was a natural.
She loved what she was going to me.  I'm not all that well endowed, maybe 6
inches at best, and she took it all in.  I'm glad I had shaved that morning
so she wouldn't get hair in her throat.  Her little hands cupped my balls
as she gulped my cock down her tight throat.  I felt my release
approaching, coming up from my toes.  I taped on the side of her head to
let her know it was coming, she never missed a stroke.  She started humming
as I shot a load in her mouth.  She kept licking and sucking until I was
spent.

   She looked up at me and smiled.  "Your turn".  She lay on the bed
looking at me.  She spread her legs.  "Eat me.  Lick me, OK?  I got you
off, now you get me off." Sounded like a fair deal to me.  I moved between
her thin young legs and bent forward.  Her smell was incredible.  A hint of
chlorine from the pool, a hint of little girl musk, a touch of urine, and
an overwhelming smell of child pussy.  She was not my first child.  I have
had others.  But Gloria was unique.  She wanted me as much as I wanted her.
I was not her first man.  She had had others.  She knew what this was all
about.

   She grasped my head and pulled my face into her bald little cunt.  She
squirmed under me and rubbed it all over my face.  "Eat it, mother fucker.
Eat a child pussy, you pervert.  Eat me till I cum." Then she started a low
moan, humping her cunt into my mouth.  "Suck it, bastard.  Eat it!" I
shoved my tongue inside her, she was wet, she was lubricating, she wanted
to be eaten.  "Harder, mother fucker, eat it harder.  Suck it.  Do it, you
fucking child molester." I did as I was told.  I ate her as roughly and as
hard as I have ever eaten any woman.

   "Stick it in me!!!" That surprised me.  "Stick it in me, you bastard,
fuck me.  Fuck me hard."

   I raised up, watched the child lift her legs.  She grasped her ankles
with her hands and pulled her legs wide apart.  I pounded on her, my cock
quickly finding the tiny, tight opening the child offered.  She was open,
she was willing, she needed to be fucked.  I entered the tight, slippery
canal and felt the exquisite capturing of my hard cock as it buried inside
her.  So tight, so wonderful.

   I pushed against her as she pushed back against me.  I pulled out, she
grunted, I returned, she moaned.  Five strokes, seven, maybe nine when she
began to howl.  She arched her back, thrust hard against me and her eyes
rolled back in her head.  Her actions told me everything and my balls
reacted.  I shot string after string inside the child.  UNHHHHHHHHHHHH
UNHHHHHHHHHHH UNHHHHHHHHHHh

   We came together.  "You gotta get outa here, mister.  My mommy might be
home soon.  We're goin' back to Richmond tomorrow so I can't see you
again."

   I left wishing I could go to Richmond to see her again.

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