Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Title : A Day at the Park Author : MeatBot Keywords : Pedo, Mg Date : 20161127 Mail : meatbot777 at gmail dot com This story : HTML - http://www.kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?topic=40356.0 text - http://www1.asstr.org/files/Authors/MeatBot/ADayAtThePark%20-%20Pedo%20Mg.t xt My other stories : HTML - http://www.kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=26255 text - /files/Authors/MeatBot/ Synopsis : A man meets a young girl at the park. Conflict happens, then resolution. Disclaimer : Copyright by the author. Permission is granted to archive, repost, or publish in no-cost or low-cost archives, periodicals, anthologies of this type of material if unaltered and attributed to the author. This is a work of fiction. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 16 in real life. These are just words, people. Just words. If you have a problem with words see a competent shrink or an English teacher. --== 1 ==- Jessica stopped and turned, somehow knowing. Sure enough, the man had stopped and was turned, staring at her hungrily. She smiled. He wasn't bad, for an old fart. He looked clean and fairly fit. He was wearing slacks, though, so she couldn't tell... about him down there. She didn't like monsters. She was just a kid, after all. She crooked her finger at him, and walked another fifty feet to a park bench and sat primly, her legs clamped together. She resisted the impulse to cross them, but her skirt was too tight and high. The man had followed, of course, and seated himself carefully two feet from her. She scooted towards him slightly, just to let him know she wasn't scared of him. He had a slightly panicky look on his face, and she wondered if he'd ever done anything like this before. "Hi," she said. "Hi," he said. She turned and looked right into his eyes. He flinched, but finally stared back. "Wanna have some fun?" she said. He gulped "Uh... yeah... please, oh god please..." She grimaced. She didn't like beggers. Well, maybe he just wanted her that bad. He seemed as desperate as he was scared. "How..." the man said, gulping again. "How..." "How much?" she said, and after a pause he nodded. She almost giggled. "Eighty bucks, plus twenty for a tip. Just a blow. We can't..." her voice dropped in volume. "We can't fuck in the park. Plus I gotta know you better, 'fore that." He nodded. "What I actually meant to ask..." he said, "was how old are you?" She sighed. They always asked that. Usually she said twelve, but she'd tell this one the truth. Why not? "Ten," she said, standing. He nodded yet again. She knew lust had won. He was hers now. She nodded back, down at him. Her day had begun. --==+==- They were in the rose bush circle, her favorite spot. She'd never been disturbed in here and the bushes were so tall even he couldn't be seen from outside. She thought he was gonna back out at the last minute. At least he'd handed the money over without a whimper. A single bill, a hundred, and she saw more of them in his billfold. Maybe he'd become a regular. Good. Her mother would be pleased. She had already dropped to her knees in front of him. He looked around, once again a bit antsy. "Come on," she said, putting her purse between his feet. "Nobody will bug us in here. I do this all the time." He didn't resist when she unzipped him. She wrestled with his tight underwear, and finally felt warm flesh. She pulled his cock out, it was difficult because he was already hard. Damn hard. Good, no warm-up needed. Circumcised, and visually appealing. She liked the nice looking ones. She's seen some ugly cocks in her time, and a few positively frightening ones. This one wasn't too big or too small, just right. She knew she'd be able to take him to the hilt. "Baby..." he said plaintively. She could tell he was still nervous. "Shit," she said, laughing. "Just stand there and enjoy. Mmmph hmmmf ummphle umph." She'd taken his cock into her lipsticked mouth and the last part didn't come out very good. Well, so what. He actually tasted good in spite of being a bit sweaty, and she wondered if he'd put body wash or something on his dick. Maybe it was soap residue. Whatever. She sucked hard, pulling him into her mouth, and she heard him groan above her. He felt comfortable and satisfying in her mouth. She laughed softly. Guys. Guys and their weenies. Sometimes the whole thing cracked her up. She circled his cap with her lips, and poked her tongue into his pee-hole. He groaned again. Fuck, she thought. Tomorrow's a school day. I gotta make some money. She knew he wouldn't last long, though. She'd already felt that thing beneath his cock twitch. In a minute, if that, he'd fill her mouth and walk away, and she could hit the bricks again. The sun felt good on the back of her neck. It was a beautiful day. A great day to be at the park. --== 2 ==- Jessica yawned and stretched and scooted her butt a little further forward on the bench. That corn dog had hit the spot. Two teenaged boys had giggled, watching her eat it, and she thought, yeah, you wish. She had smiled and winked at them when she left the picnic table, though. She had some sympathy for them, but she knew they couldn't afford her. And her name wasn't Charity. Somebody plopped down on the bench beside her. She slowly turned. The guy was huge, not a good start. He was grinning at her like a big goofy monkey. She cautiously smiled back. "You on the clock?" he said, his teeth amazingly white for an old fart. She didn't really know what that meant, but she was no dummy. She got his drift. She nodded, again a bit cautiously. He smiled even broader. "How old and how much?" he said. Why do these fuckers always wanna know how old I am? she thought, forcing herself not to shake her head. It just seemed dumb and pointless to her. Why did it matter? Sure, she didn't have tits yet, but didn't her mouth feel the same as a big girl's? "Ten and a hundred," she said. "I can fuck you for a hundred?" the man asked incredulously. "No, darlin'," she said. "We can't fuck in the park. That's for a blow." He seemed to understand, and nodded. He seemed okay with it. "Where?" he asked. "Show me some green, and then follow me," she said, standing. --==+==- He was big, but not so big she said no. Her jaw still ached by the end. This guy didn't even have a taste, he was so fucking clean. She didn't gripe about that... she'd put some pretty nasty cocks in her mouth before. The worst were the ones that had just fucked some skanky ho... she hated tasting another girl's cunt on some dumb fuck's cock. And goddam... goddam did this guy ever cum. Gallons of the shit. He must not have came in years. She leaned forward, feeling the hot salty liquid drip from her chin. She gulped as fast as she could, but she still lost some. He laughed quietly above her. She tried and succeeded in not being too irritated. It was just cum, after all. It'd clean up. She sucked him clean, and dropped him from her mouth. His cock glistened with her saliva in the noonday sun. He put it away carefully as she took a kleenex from her purse and wiped her chin. He spoke to her. "You be here tomorrow?" "No," she said. "I got school. I might stop by after for a while, though." "Ah." He said. "Maybe I'll look for you again." "Ah." She said. "Maybe I'll suck your cock again." He laughed, then was silent. She heard some kids talking, and was glad they had already finished. "I wanna fuck you," he said quietly. "I wanna fuck you bad..." She stood carefully, looking up and him and grinning. That was not news to her, everybody wanted to fuck her. This guy, though... and her tight little twat... she'd have to really think about that one. "Lemme get to know you," she finally said, "and maybe we can work something out." They slowly walked out of the rosebushes. He touched her hand. She didn't think anything of it, until she felt the cold steel. She looked down, her heart sinking. "You goddam mother fucker!" she said, her voice cracking. "You fucking cunt!" "Sorry, darlin'," he said. "You are under arrest. Please come with me." "You can't do that!" she said. "You can't... you can't let me blow your ass and then arrest me!" "Oh, watch me, sister!" he said, pulling her along. Her mind churned for a way out of the mess. Fuck, she didn't even remember that lawyer's last name. And she didn't remember her DHS contact's name, either, For fuck sake, she'd only seen the woman once. "Look, honey," the cop said. "I'll let you keep the money, I'll expense it. You earned it. But nobody'll believe you anyway. I'm a good cop. I just wanna keep you from a life on the street. This'll be good for you, I promise. This'll turn your life around." Fuck, she thought. Fuck yeah, good for me. Keep me off the street, just like it did last time. She felt like crying, and she hadn't cried since... since... hell, since last time she got arrested. Fuck, she thought, stumbling along. The bastard took big steps, too. Fuck. Fuck. What a shitty day. --== 3 ==- Well, it actually had sucked even more. Jessica had sat on a hard wooden bench for almost three hours before her name was called. At least officer Birsk had brought her a donut. He was a nice guy, in spite of kinda being an asshole for arresting her. On the way downtown she'd tried to play that "I wanna fuck you bad" line that he'd given her, but he was resolute and still brought her in. Now she stood in front of the Honorable Abraham Parnassus, squirming impatiently as the judge read to himself from a paper the bailiff had handed him. "Young lady," the judge finally spoke to her. "Yes, your honor," she said. She remembered that much, at least. "This is not the first time you have appeared before the court," he said. "Yes, your honor," she said again. "I will meet with the arresting officer and the defendant in my chambers," the judge said. "Court is in recess for an hour." Her heart sank even further, although she wasn't sure why. But she was pretty sure a long boring lecture was in her future. She hated that shit. --==+==- Well, that wasn't bad at all, she told herself. Some small talk, then some cop shop talk with Birsk, judge and Birsk shake hands, Birsk leaves... now what, though? The judge was staring thoughtfully at her. He was maybe late fifties, bony, white beard, male pattern baldness in evidence... pretty much a typical old man. She wondered if judges ever got horny. She idly wondered if she could play him. He beat her to it, though. "Young lady," he said, smiling at her. "Come around behind my desk." She rose and approached him. He just stared at her. She realized something was happening, but she didn't know what yet. He had seemed like a by-the-book kind of guy, so far. "You are a naughty little girl," the judge said, now smiling. "Could I persuade you to be naughty just for me?" She smiled. Yeah. This might work out after all. --==+==- She was buck naked, laying chest down on the judge's desk. He was behind her, wailing away, his honorable and thankfully not too large dick pounding in and out of her cunt. As fucks went, she thought, he wasn't half bad for an old fart. If he would just hold out long enough for her to cum, she would revise her estimation of the legal system. He did, and she did. Finally, both of them panting and covered with sweat, they sat side by side on top of his desk. He put his arm around her a bit familiarly, but she let him. She was tired, and felt all warm and fuzzy from her orgasm. "Darling!" said judge Abe. "You are a sweetheart! Please say you'll come and see again, other than appearing in my courtroom!" "Yeah, I will!" she laughed. She shook her head. This was the grown-up world? This was the system at work? It amused her, actually. The judge had handed over ten hundred dollar bills before he slowly undressed her, and then ate her pussy for almost an hour. Then he'd called his bailiff on the intercom, and to her shock the woman had stuck her head in the door. The judge had told the bailiff that court was adjourned for the day, and the lady had nodded and disappeared, acting like a naked pre-teen girl with her legs spread on the judge's desk was no big deal. The judge had even promised her a ride home in his limo. And, oh yeah, he'd clear up all that nasty legal bullshit. "Well," the judge stood and turned. She looked down. Sonofabitch, the motherfucker was hard again. His judicial rod was just right to her, about six inches of uncircumcised rock-hard meat. It had felt perfect in her pussy, and now she wondered even about a few other places he might want to stick it. What did he want now? She felt ready to try anything. She just wanted to make him happy, for the favors he was doing for her. "Sweetheart!" he said. "Please now... if I may be so bold as to ask... please may I sample some of those... those oral ministrations that you so impressed Officer Birsk with?" She laughed. "Sure!" she said, smiling at him. She laughed to herself. So that fuckin' cop had told the judge... so the fuck what. These guys had a system set up, obviously. So what? She was profiting from it, so... so the fuck what? "Then possibly..." the judge mused, a far-away look in his eyes. "Judge!" she interrupted. He focused his eyes on her. "Judge, if you want... I'll do somethin' I've never let anybody do b'fore... I'll let you put it in my butt!" He laughed. Yeah, that sounded good. That sounded real good. But he'd eat that ass for an hour, first. She bent her head down, resting her forearms on his bony thighs. She looked at the purple head of his cock cross-eyed, she was so close to it. Yep, the day hadn't turned out half bad after all, she thought as she opened her mouth. Not bad at all. --==+==- IF YOU LIKED THIS STORY, LEAVE ME A COMMENT. HELL, LEAVE ME A COMMENT EVEN IF YOU DIDN'T LIKE IT. THANKS FOR READING. http://www.kristensboard.com/forums/index.php?action=profile;u=26255