Author: Sterling
Title: Hot Little Girls Crave Old Men
Summary: Everyone agrees that females are hot before the age of 10 and
males are hot after the age of 60. Little girls want as much
genetic material as they can get from biochemically wise old men
to make babies with the best immune systems. But that's all lost
on the men and girls, who just revel in raw, hot sex.
Keywords: Mg, Mg(5), ScFi, pedo, loli, het, cons, 1st

NOTICE: This story contains explicit sex.

First posted 2/1/2021.

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Hot Little Girls Crave Old Men

"Mom, I had something happen today that was weird."

"Oh?"

"I asked this guy who was like 70 if he would fuck me, and he
said no!"

"Hmmm. Well, you know that no one has to have sex unless they
want to."

"But... just about all the old guys would say yes. Or they'd have
some good excuse. This guy didn't even give an excuse."

"Well, dear," said her mother, sitting beside her and holding her
hand. "When you look down at your chest, what do you see?"

"Um, little tiny mounds... Uh, I guess they're not so tiny any
more."

"Stand up, and look in the mirror. What about your hips?"

"They're... they're not that big! Lots of girls have bigger
ones!"

"True, but do you look like a little girl down there?"

"No, I guess not," said Samantha, running her hand from hip up
to waist. It went inward on the journey up, there was no doubt
about it. She sat on the sofa and sighed.

"It happens to all of us. We get to that age, and then the men
aren't so interested any more. You've had your golden time. How
many hundred men have you gotten to seed you -- stick it way in
and pump their sperm inside?"

"Lots and lots," said Samantha.

"And it felt great, right?"

"Yeah, I guess, though you get used to it. I've been at it since
-- what, when I was five?"

"Four, actually. You were so proud when you felt yourself opening
up for the first time, a few months later."

"Those younger guys, with barely any gray hair... they were so
grateful."

"And when one of the old guys would agree to do it -- so
thrilling, right?"

"Right!"

"And you'll probably start craving it less pretty soon."

Samantha realized that was already happening. She liked to get
it, but she wasn't just dying to get it like she used to be.

"If you want, I'd go find your uncles and great uncles and get
them to do it to you once more. For old times sake."

"Yeah, good idea. But then.. what's it like?"

"You'll have good memories. Some of the young guys will want to
do it to you. They're waiting to grow up, and you're definitely
just a tease for when they get to do the real thing, but they
like it and you'll like it too. It still feels nice to get it up
there spurting inside -- just not the same."

"OK."

"And then you'll have babies sometimes, and that changes
everything. Your brothers will help you out, but you won't be
thinking about sex at all for a while."

Samantha stared off into space, memories coming back to her one
after another.

"It's part of growing up. Pretty soon you'll be a young woman."

Samantha sighed. "And Herb from next door, he's always looking at
me and I tell him to get lost... maybe it's time to let Herb do
it to me?"

"If you feel like it, that would be kind. We women have to get
used to being all done with hot sex by the age of 14, but men
have a different problem. They don't even get to start on the
really good kind of sex until they're 60, and of course half of
them don't live that long."

"So if he doesn't look all that sexy to me any more, I won't look
all that sexy to him either?"

"Pretty much. Sex is still pleasant. For you, it feeds the memory
of your hot, horny past as a young girl. For them, it is in
anticipation of their hot, horny future as old men."

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It started when George Smith was about 62. Melanie, a cute little
six-year-old who was visiting the family, was sniffing the air,
and she moved closer and closer to him. Her nose was right at his
crotch, and then she was sniffing deeply.

"Melanie!" said her mother.

"What?" said the girl.

"You're not saying Mr. Smith has it, are you?"

"No, not really... But it still smells good."

"Do you mind, Mr. Smith?"

A man, objecting to a young girl sniffing his crotch? Likely
story!

"No, that's fine, just fine," he said. His cock pulsed to life
inside his pants. To think that a little girl in the prime of her
mating years might be sniffing him! Before she left, she came
over to him again and took a deep, long sniff. Then she looked at
him coyly and wiggled her hips.

"Now, don't tease Mr. Smith if you're not serious."

"Yeah, OK," she said, giving him one last look and a giggle as
she was out the door.

Sixty-two was pretty young to have a girl sniffing you. In
George's case, things moved right along.

In the grocery store another dark-haired beauty of eight or so
passed him by, and he saw her sniffing. She caught up with him
again from the rear and with the typical audacity of hot young
girls reached around to sniff his crotch. She gave him a little
grin, then skipped off.

He decided to hang out at the girls' school. Normally that wasn't
very rewarding for middle-aged guys. Some of the naughty girls
might flirt a little or tease, but they didn't really want to do
it with you. Their pussies were off limits. And they were so
sexy, those young ones!

But as he headed into one of the lounges, a number of girls
sniffed and approached.

"Hmmm!" said a girl of about five.

"Mmm-hmmm!" said a girl of seven.

"Oooo, la-la!" chortled a girl of eight. She paused a moment,
then said, "I want him!"

"You do? You're kidding!" said the seven-year-old.

"No, I want it."

George's heart was thumping and his cock growing.

The seven-year-old sniffed again. "None of his stuff will stay
inside," she said.

"Maybe not, but I still want it," said the eight-year-old.

A ten-year-old was attracted by the commotion and came over.

"Hmmm," she said, taking a deep whiff of his crotch. "Pretty
interesting for a young guy."

"You ever done it before for real, mister?" asked the
seven-year-old.

He wasn't sure what to say. They might laugh at him if he was a
girl-virgin. But he figured he needed to tell the truth.

"Nope. But there's always a first time," he said with what he
hoped was a friendly smile.

"Yup, there is," said the eight-year-old. "And it's me. My
pussy," she said, lifting the hem of her pink dress to expose her
lovely hairless little slit. "You may fuck me," she said. The
idea that he would refuse was preposterous. If he was older, the
tables might be turned, but these girls knew the score.

She lay back on the sofa, legs tight together, but grinned at him
and beckoned him with her finger.

George lost no time, stepping out of his pants and briefs.

He lowered himself into position over the girl, but her pink
dress still came down to just above her knees and her legs were
tight together.

He looked at her questioningly.

"You've got to find it yourself," she said with a little laugh.
The other girls watched with interest, though girls got guys to
fuck them in the lounge all the time.

He tried tugging her dress upward, but she sat on it firmly. He
gently tried nudging her legs apart, but she pressed them close
together. He looked for signs of discomfort on her part, but she
was just smiling.

He then engaged his man muscles and pried the girl's legs apart,
and manhandled her butt up off the sofa long enough to push it up
and reveal the prize he was seeking. He might be young and
inexperienced, but girl pussies were pretty similar to woman
pussies.

She kept struggling and smiling, and he gradually worked his way
into position, pinning her thighs open with his knees.

George's knob approached her slit. It looked shy and dry, but
when he managed to slide those lips apart, she was quite wet
inside. His left hand was occupied holding the wriggling girl
down. His thumb and index finger spread her hot girl lips, his
other fingers nudged his cock into the center of her wetness, and
he shoved.

He'd been in women's pussies before sometimes, but they were
nothing like this. Tight, hot, wet, and a little grainy, it
enveloped him in total pleasure. he knew he couldn't hold out
long -- all he wanted was to last long enough to get his entire
length up the little girl's cunt.

She stopped struggling but kept smiling.

"I guess he's nailing you pretty good," said the six-year-old.

"Yeah, he sure is!" said the girl whose cunt was absorbing his
entire length.

He felt himself bottom out, and then his orgasm began. The
ecstasy was supercharged as he realized he was up to the hilt in
a fertile young girl. The first contraction was so powerful that
the force hurt his prick's inner tube. The pressure was relieved
in the usual way, with a big gob of sperm rocketing out the end.
He kept drilling as deep into the girl as he could get as his
innards alternated between filling his inner tract with sperm and
shooting it through the tube and out into the girl.

George groaned earnestly, which got all the girls' attention.
When he had shot his last he rolled off the girl, chest heaving.

"Thank you, sir," said the girl in a sweet voice. She had
forgotten the present power relationship. She would thank a guy
in his prime who gave her a sperm gift, but he was young enough
that she was doing him the favor.

"I think a little's going inside," she said.

"No!" said the seven-year-old. "I don't believe it."

"Really?" said the ten-year-old with interest.

"Well, maybe not, but it feels like I almost opened up for it."

"Huh," said the pretty ten-year-old, eyeing him with a new
respect.

"You wanna fuck me too?" she asked.

He nodded his head -- not too eagerly, he hoped. Men in their
prime could fuck girl after girl with barely a break. He might
not be quite in his prime yet, but his body was ready.

"From the hiney side," said the bigger girl, bending over the arm
of the sofa that was still occupied by his first fuckee, lounging
on her back, one leg straight but the other still spread wide,
sperm leaking from her pussy lips.

George's partly softened cock rapidly regained its full fucking
hardness, and he eagerly steered around behind her. He lifted her
white dress up over her rear end.

"Panties! You're wearing panties!" said the seven-year-old.

"Yeah, so what?" said the big girl. "I didn't expect I'd be
getting any cock today."

He started tugging the panties down.

"Haha!" said the seven-year-old. "He's trying to pull 'em down!"

"What? Huh?" he said. Wouldn't that be the natural thing to do?

"It's just fine," said the big girl over her shoulder. "It's
sweet, go right ahead," she said, wiggling her butt.

"What would a guy usually do?" he asked.

"He'd just shove 'em to the side," said the seven-year-old.

"Oh," he said, as he got the girl's panties down to her
mid-thigh. If shoving them aside was what they usually did, he
figured he could leave hers down not very far without being
thought to be insensitive.

This girl wasn't struggling, and her cute little rear end was
ripe for the taking. He centered his cock tip at her slit, opened
her just a little and plunged in.

"He's such a gentleman," said the little one. "Even opening you
up like that."

Having just come, George had a little more control. But this
girl's innards were just as alluring as the first. He grappled
her hips and worked his cock all the way in. She tilted her
pelvis a little more to let him in all the way. He began a big
fucking motion, punctuating each stroke with a guttural "Unnnh!"
He'd been fucking her for maybe a minute when she looked back
over her shoulder, smiled, and then squeezed his cock with her
pussy. That was thrilling and made orgasm inevitable. He humped
and pounded as his body once more arranged to rhythmically squirt
another hefty dose of sperm into the little girl's innards.

He pulled his cock out and without thinking tugged the girls
panties back into position and smoothed her dress down.

The big girl turned around and faced him. "You're so sweet!" she
said, and gave him an earnest kiss. He returned it. While he was
at it, he ran his hands all over her back and neck, trying to
absorb through every sense this hot young thing. His whole life
long a guy felt like kissing and fondling and making out with
young girls, but of course it wasn't allowed. That was reserved
for the old guys that the girls craved so much. An old guy could
do just about anything to a little girl as long as he also gave
her a dose of sperm up the cunt. But now this ten-year-old seemed
tolerant of such advances. Why, she had initiated the kiss!

She turned to whisper in his ear. "A little is going in, I can
feel it. Congratulations, daddy!"

That warmed George's heart as nothing before. A man waited his
whole life for a chance to reproduce. And here he was, just 62
years old, and a couple girls got him to fuck them and said it
was happening.

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Between five and ten were the years when girls really wanted it
most. It was an odd pattern from the point of view of earth
biology, but there was a very good reason for it.

Complex life had been around on the planet for about a billion
years longer than on earth. The warfare between parasite and host
had gone on for that entire time, with each side developing more
and more sophisticated strategies.

About half the guys died before they reached the age of 60 --
only a quarter of women did. One reason the girls had evolved to
only want their sperm was simply that they had survived the
countless attempts by microorganisms to infect them. But immune
system responses fed back to sperm production, and turned on some
genes while turning off others, a valuable distillation of
information that would aid the survival of the next generation.

So the girls wanted the biochemical wisdom of that sperm. So from
about the age of four through twelve, girls set out to collect it
-- as much as they could. Up in their ovaries, the sperm
underwent mysterious transformations. The individual sperm cells
were stripped away, leaving the raw genetic material of
chromosomes all mushed together. The miraculous innards of little
girls knew how to select a good set of genes to make a new baby
who would have a good chance of surviving. By starting young, the
girl's body had a dozen years to sort all that out before
actually before her body decided spontaneously to get pregnant
with her first child at age 16. By age 12 her sexual interest
usually dropped off considerably, and no sperm she received up
her pussy after that time would have anything to do with her
reproduction.

Just because a guy was old didn't mean girls wanted his sperm. He
also had to have a certain scent that the girls could sniff from
his crotch. But if he had the right smell, a smell a lot of girls
loved, then he could be very much in demand.

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George thought back to when his great grand-niece Esther was
born. Everyone said she had his eyes. He could kind of see it.
Women might choose a complex mix of genes for their immune
system, but if they wanted to take eye shape from just one man
they could do that. George had been enthusiastically accepting
his grand niece's invitations to fuck her over and over again --
little girl ovaries were way too smart to suffer from the dangers
of inbreeding.

Now George's body was bent, his gait slow, his eyes not seeing so
clearly. He couldn't remember things like he used to. But he knew
what his main activity for the day would be. When he had eaten
breakfast and gotten dressed, he went out and found his niece
Julie waiting in her car.

"Hello, Uncle George!" she said.

"Hello Julie," he said. "So kind of you to come get me." He got
in slowly.

"Happy to be of service. And good to spread the family genes. You
planning to fuck lots of little girls today?"

"If any are interested," he said with a smirk.

"And you promise to ejaculate way in deep where it will go up
through her cervix?"

"Hmmm, let me think about that part," he joked.

She drove him to the mall. He walked in slowly with his cane to
one of the many sofas that were in the mall for just this
purpose.

The little ones were beginning to gather even as he just settled
down on his sofa. His smell was apparently so good that the girls
didn't even need to get that close to him to know they wanted
him. George picked a lovely one in the prime of her fertility,
maybe six years old, and suggested she help him out of his
trousers and underpants. She then lay back and as she did he
pointed to another girl, maybe five. She knew to get ready
because she was next. The six-year-old's face showed just how
much she loved a long, deep penetration from George's cock. It
sure felt good to him too! He thrust in and out ten times before
holding still, tight against the girl, shooting into her a few
gobs of the sperm bearing the wisdom of his years.

Sliding out of her, he went immediately to the little one, who
lay back with legs spread wide, little lips held open. God was
she sexy! He'd been doing little girls for some years now, but a
pretty one was still so exciting. He thrust twenty times before
giving her a few blobs of his thick sperm.

He paused to drink the coffee that one of the girls had brought
for him. Up and down he mall were other old guys, hoping for some
girls who'd want it. Some just sat there alone, looking sad.
Others were doing a pretty good business, but none had attracted
as much attention as he had.

He handed the half-full cup to one of his eager little admirers,
and then grabbed the butt of the coffee-bringer, who by prior
arrangement was bent over the back of the sofa, pelvis tilted
just right to get it smoothly from the rear. George slid in,
thrust five times, and then unloaded a little sperm into her as
well. He took the cup of coffee back even before his cock slid
out.

His lust was as strong as ever, and just a couple of years ago he
would have brought his stiff cock from one pussy straight to
another, performing the act of insemination over and over again.

But now his body wasn't as strong, so he lay on his back to rest.
But after five minutes he opened his eyes and his body reacted to
the sight of the naked little girls around him. He gave
permission to a red-headed 10-year-old to mount him, and she
eagerly did. Everything about him was relaxed except his cock. It
took a couple minutes of slowly building pleasure, but then he
shot some cum up into her. He nodded when he was sure his cock
had made its last twitch, and she lifted herself up and off. She
was beaming; it was amazing how much the girls appreciated his
gift.

A four-year-old approached with her mother. George sat up.

"Jane here has been getting antsy for a few months. I've kept her
at home, figuring I'd like her first time to be with a really hot
guy like you. Would you take her virginity for her?"

George smiled and nodded. He just sat and talked with her for a
couple minutes while he gathered his strength. He asked if she'd
like him to stick his penis in her, and she nodded most
definitely.

She wasn't at her sexual peak by any means. But she was
attractive enough, and it was special to be a little girl's first
man. As he mounted her, he kept his eyes fixed on her face. A
little nervous at first, then surprised as she felt the large
thing pressing against her, then eyes wide with wonder as it
really penetrated her body. It was hard work, forcing his cock
into a tight little pussy that was opening up for the first time.
It did open up, and it didn't hurt her, but it did take effort.

He thrust in and out a little longer than usual or than necessary
for the purpose of insemination, but still seeded her copiously
in under two minutes. Oh, was that the essence of pleasure! It
felt like a good symbol of the cycle of life. A little girl,
starting to acquire her library of genetic wisdom through her
vagina. Him, an old man, imparting his wisdom to her by way of
his stiff penis with its desire to penetrate and spurt. He kept
his cock inside her for another minute or two while he talked
with her and got her excited impressions of what it was like to
get fucked.

But there were half a dozen other girls waiting, some of them
very hot indeed. They wanted his attention and he wanted to give
it to them. So he bid farewell to the little one he had
deflowered.

On to the next, the classic win-win proposition. She so wanted to
receive his cock up inside her, and he so wanted to drive it in.
She so much wanted to get his creamy white sperm, and he so very
much wanted to give it to her. In short order the deed was done.

Ah, to be old!

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