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 So, to cut a longish story fairly short, I'd gone to a giant shopping mall
in London with the specific intention of finding a young girl to "play
with", and managed to get lucky!

   As a plan, I'd been going in and out of a host of stores that I knew
young girls frequented - Hollister, Claire's Accessories, etc but with no
luck.  I had however, spotted quite a few sensational young ladies
traipsing about, but unfortunately they were all with their watchful
mummies in tow, or with groups of friends...so the situations were all much
too risky to attempt anything.  But then, in one of the top floor
bookstores, just as I was about to call it a day and give up, I finally
spotted a young lady sitting all by herself in an armchair.  She wasn't in
the more open plan kids section (with its much needed security against all
of those horrible, lecherous old men), but instead was nestled in the
foreign language section, where there were several handy partitions.

   She was probably 10, maybe going on 11.  She looked sweet, with long,
dark hair, an olivey complexion (maybe a greek/turkish parent somewhere in
the mix?)...and was really very pretty indeed.  And very importantly for
me, slim.  She was still in her navy blue school uniform with short, dark
blue skirt and dark but sheer tights, which showed off a great pair of slim
but athletic looking legs.  These, fortunately for me, were slightly parted
and slightly raised...her feet were resting on the low table in front of
her, which was stacked with books to about my waist level.  Her legs were
not quite raised enough to see her knickers but were very tantalising
nonetheless.

   So I'd sussed out where the (very sneakily discreet) security camera's
were, and again fortune had smiled on me because the two that could have
seen me were obscured by shelving.  Time to go for it.  There were just 2
potential danger points left...a geeky guy wandering around putting books
in place, and a middle aged woman ( I honestly didn't notice what she
looked like, as the adrenalin was flowing), so I decided to go for it.

   Going to an aisle free of people or cameras, I unzipped my jeans and got
my cock out.  I hauled my tightish underwear down and rested my cock and
balls over the top of the waistband and then redid the top trouser button
and put my cock back in the jeans.  I then flattened them back over the
still flaccid crotch area as much as I could.  Not a perfect arrangement,
but this meant that I would have easy access to getting my cock out when an
auspicious moment arrived.

   I then went to a spot where I could see the little cutie still reading
away avidly, and after a quick scan for the 2 people I knew were there, as
well as for any more unwanted newcomers, I hauled him out and started
wanking.  I was probably five meters away from her at this stage, and had
she looked sideways she would have seen everything.  This in itself, was
very, very exciting, but I wanted more.  So returning the hardening beast
back in his temporary cage, I advanced around the corner of some shelving
and nearly bumped into the middle aged woman, only very narrowly avoiding
rubbing my cock (sticking slightly out of the jeans and dripping with
precum) on her arm.  Holy shit.

   Close.  That was way too close...now where in the hell did she come
from?

   All 3 of us were now in the same area and so I hastily turned my back on
both her and the little girl, and pretended to read about Bulgaria, while
keeping an eye out for whether the woman had become at all suspicious.  She
hadn't luckily, and shortly after disappeared off towards another section,
finally leaving me and the little one alone.  Bookshelver-guy was safely
stacking a pile of books in another section too, out of sight.  Yes!

   Randy as hell now, and shaking quite a bit, I snuck a peak at the pretty
little ten year old schoolgirl, and as before, she was engrossed in her
book.  Sensing this was my moment, I turned fully around, directly facing
her, and hauled the brute from his lair once more.  There was still the
partition of the low table and the books on it between us, which made it
possible for me to keep my now fully erect cock from her view (although it
still needed some work to achieve that).  I started wanking, using just 2
fingers on the head, all the while looking directly at her.  Becoming
bolder I moved him into the open, so that had she looked up she would have
been confronted with a slightly wild eyed, red faced man with a rock hard
erection and heavy, hairy balls, leering right at her from a distance of no
more that a meter and a half.

   Drooling over her pretty, innocent, elfin features and those fabulous
athletic legs, I was ready to cum in no time at all.  This was helped by
the fact that I was leering obscenely at her, my tongue making ridiculous
cunnilingus style gestures towards her.  I was also occasionally mouthing:
"oh, look at me, look up, you fucking little whore, watch me cum for you,
watch a man cum for you for the very first time...etc, etc ).

   A man's just gotta do what a man's gotta do sometimes.

   Thankfully she didn't though, and still behaving lewdly in her direction
(and trying not to grunt too audibly), I came.

   It wasn't a massive spurting cumshot, but rather a slow, continuous and
extremely copious flow of thick white sperm, a lot of it dripping onto the
carpet, some sticking on my hand, and some sliding down my cock and onto my
balls and underwear.

   In short a huge mess.  Very excitingly, I am absolutely sure that by the
end, she'd realised exactly what was happening but had been just too afraid
of what she might see to look up.  Poor little thing.

   Anyway, her awareness was the icing on the cake so to speak, but I
needed to get out of there fast, so I did as much as I could to get the
still hard and wet cock back into the underwear and zipped up, smeared the
carpet cum into the floor and hustled out of there.

   One final thing to do though.  I still had quite a bit of thick cum on
my wanking hand which needed getting rid of, so I started looking for a
target.  It needed to be a really young girl; one that wouldn't tell mummy
and make her get the damn stuff analysed somewhere.  Again, luck was on my
side and I spotted a really lovely, pale blonde of about 5, in a yellow and
white gingham school dress, and I managed to squirm past her browsing near
her mummy in a clothing store, leaving half of the cum on her arm and the
rest on her pretty little dress.

   Glimpsing back as I walked away, she seemed quite oblivious so that was
good.  Its always lovely to be a girl's first, and that ended a very
satisfying afternoon 'out' indeed.