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Juices (Mff, pedo, ws, cons)
© 1998 by Sniffer


CHAPTER I
I had come into the entrance hall of the twelve-story building I am living
in. In front of the elevator was the little mulatto girl that lived on the
tenth floor. She was desperately pushing the button but the elevator did
not arrive. She stood very cramped, her legs crossed and whispered: “Come
on, please, come on!³
“WhatŒs on, kid?³ I asked the little girl. She was about eleven years old,
rather tall for her age but very slim. She had long, dark hair, big brown
eyes and her skin had the typical colour of richer Caribbean people: “cafe
con leche³ which means coffee with milk but with more milk than coffee.
Her features were more European than black. She wore a light-blue dress,
white anklets and black shoes. Everything very clean. She looked
incredibly cute.
“Oh, hello Mister...I..I canŒt tell you!³ She whispered in a girlish voice
and blushed. 
Could it be, that you should go to the toilet?³ She nodded and cast down
her eyes.
“Come on, I live just here.³ I pointed to the door of my apartment that
was on the ground-floor. I lived there alone for almost ten years now.

“Oh, thatŒs very kind Mister..but I canŒt....my mother...³
“Your mother told you never to go with a stranger.³ She nodded.
“But IŒm no stranger, IŒm your neighbour, I live here. You certainly have
seen me before.³
She brightened up a bit and nodded yes. “Okay, so whereŒs the problem?³
“I donŒt know.³ She hesitated.
“I wonŒt tell your mother!³ I whispered in her ear.
“Oh, thank you,³ she smiled, “you know, she would kill me if she found
out!³ I nodded, laid my arm around her shoulder and led her to my
apartment. I asked her, if her mother was at home but she told me, she had
to work until six oŒclock -two hours from now. 
I was trembling with excitement. Could this be true? I was leading a
little girl to my place? My dearest fantasy was to become true. -Well, I
must tell you, that I am living very lonely since my parents died. I had
tried several times to date a woman, but I found out they disgusted me.
The only thing that excited me were stories, videos and living little
girls -like the one next to me. But I actually never had a good contact, I
only looked at them in swimmingpools and in playgrounds hunting for
panty-flashes. Then I imagined what I would do with the girl and jerked
off. 
But back from explaining. I felt the warmth of the little girl near me. I
opened the door, asking for her name. She introduced herself as Lucy and I
told her, she could call me Peter. She was nervous to get to the toilet so
I led her in. My plan was made. I stayed in the bathroom with her and
asked her age: 11 and a half. She looked around helplessly and I asked:
“WhatŒs the problem?³ 
Lucy blushed: “Well Mister...uh Peter, could you...could you please leave
me alone?³
I faked a surprise: “Why? we are friends. Friends have no secrets and
besides, I have never seen a girl down there.³
“But you are not supposed to look...Mom said...³
“Hey, Mom said, never go with strangers. Shall I tell her what you did?³
She was fighting her tears: “But...³  “DonŒt talk, just do it! Do you want
to come home with a wet panty?³ She shook her head in panic, blushing she
quickly lowered her white cotton panty to her ankles and sat down. A
second later I heard  her pee. That was it. Quickly I kneeled down in
front of the toilet, spread her legs and pushed her little dress out of
the view. I even pulled her a bit towards me and pushed her shoulders
back, so she opened up and my greedy eyes swallowed this fantastic view:
Between her milk-chocolate coloured thighs a light yellow waterfall
emerged from a wonderful little slit which was gaping open, showing itŒs
purple petals. I was excited. The soft curves of her immature privates
showed no signs of development, not a single pubic hair had yet
germinated. I made her compliments about her beauty, while I began to
lightly caress her long, slim legs. Lucy relaxed a bit and the golden
stream increased itŒs strength.
Now I parted her legs even more and began massaging her buttocks. She
looked surprised but did not resist. Only when I began playing with her
little puckered ass hole she asked me softly to stop. I did it, but when
her pissing ebbed away and she reached out for toilet-paper to clean her
slit, I quickly lifted her up and carried her into the bedroom, where I
laid her on my twin-bed. She was completely taken by surprise and before
she could react, I had lowered my face between the eleven-year-old girls
widespread legs and began licking her forbidden slit, sucking in the last
salty drops of her pee. She jerked up, trying to free herself, but my
hands and my head held her down. She began begging: “Please Mr. Peter,
donŒt! ItŒs dirty! You are not supposed to do that! Stop it, plea...³ This
was the moment, when I found her little clitty. I licked around the tiny
knob, sucked on it. She jerked once more but her begging became
unarticulated and seemed to change into a moan. I increased my licking on
her wonderful little sex and suddenly, she stopped every resistance. then
Lucy opened her legs even more and pushed her belly up against my mouth. A
second later, she closed her legs around my neck only to spread them an
instant later moaning and sighing. This was the moment, when I began to
taste a new flavour at my tongue. It emerged from her body, from the slick
juices her virginal cunt began to produce. An arousing aroma filled my
nostrils, a mix between fresh avocados, fish and wild animals. My already
incredibly hard cock seemed to grow even more. I needed all my willpower
not to rape the helpless child underneath. Was that her first orgasm? I
didnŒt know but I slowed down a bit and allowed my hands to explore her
childish body, pushing her dress higher and higher. Lucy, this shy little
girl, did not resist any more. Her silky skin was exciting. I felt sweat
all over her, especially in the hairless armpits. Her breasts were almost
flat, only around the nipples there was a little rise. I began massaging
her titties and felt the nipples ripple. She was relaxed but moaned from
time to time. I began kissing her around the slit, then the inner thighs,
her belly-button. Her wonderful little body was completely exposed to my
eyes, my hands and my kissing mouth. I sucked one titty and played with
the other. This aroused her and automatically she closed her legs around
my back and pressed her moist cunny against  my Tshirt. I pulled it up to
feel her sex against my chest and she slowly began rubbing against my
body, leaving a slick trace of juices on me. I moved up, supporting my
weight on her. I licked her armpits, tasted her salty sweat and then I
began covering her pretty face with hot wet kisses. Lucy's face was red
with excitement and her eyes were closed. She giggled, when I licked her
ears and nibbled at the lobs and blushed even more, when I whispered:
“Lucy, you are so beautiful, so nice, so sexy!³ I kissed her front, her
eyes, her cheeks, my lips pressed against hers. She did not turn her head.
I began licking around her lips, pushing my tongue between her lips and
explored the place in front of the teeth which remained closed. 
Well, since I had my plans I didnŒt want to push her further so I gave up
and covered once more her face with hot kisses, then her flat breast, her
belly, her thighs and went back to her sex. I kissed around it, licked
lightly along the innocent slit, which sent visible shudders along her
spine and sucked on her clitty. She began moaning again and I let my
tongue explore all the moist folds inside. The tip of my tongue searched
for the vagina and licked around the opening, then around the opening of
her urethra, returning to her little clit, which seemed to have grown a
bit and while my hands massaged her little body I gave her another orgasm.
Lucy was completely exhausted when I finally released her. 
I went to the kitchen preparing some drinks, when, some minutes later, I
heard a faint voice calling: “Peter!³ I hurried to my bedroom. Lucy was
sitting on the edge fully clothed. She looked at me openly and asked:
“What was that? It was so wonderful, but...³ I kneeled down before her and
asked calmly: “Did you like it?³ She nodded.
“Would you want to do it again?³ She hesitated: “I donŒt know.³
“Because of your mom?³ She nodded.
“And if we keep it as our secret?³ She smiled a bit and shrugged her shoulders.
“Would you be my secret girlfriend?³ I asked. She smiled even more and
nodded blushing.
So I helped her to stand up and handed her a drink, which she greedily
drank, and some chocolate. Then, after a secret look through the door-spy
I let her out, not before having her hugged once more, telling about how
wonderful she was and kissing her mouth -it remained closed. Then she
slipped out and disappeared.

CHAPTER II
Ten days later.
It was the most terrible time I ever lived. Every day I was expecting the
police rushing in or at least a furious mother; but nothing happened. 
I couldnŒt meet Lucy alone since she was always with her mother and then
she never looked in my eyes and her mom ignored me.
This afternoon when I was cleaning my apartment the doorbell rang and
shocked me. I opened 
Lucy was standing at the doorstep with a shy smile on her beautiful face:
“May I come in?³ she asked with a trembling voice. Instead of answering I
took her in my arms and carried her in, closing the door behind me. Nobody
had seen us. The little girl panted and looked exhausted. When I asked her
she told me, that she was running back from school since she knew, that
her mother would not be back before sixŒoŒclock. You wanna drink
something?³ I asked her. “Oh yes!³ she exclaimed and when I gave her a
coke she gave me a big kiss on my cheek. I carried her to the living-room,
sat down and put her on my lap. She was sipping her drink and answering my
questions while I began caressing her hair, her back and her legs. Lucy
didnŒt react when my hand went up under her short skirt. She actually
leaned back against my chest and opened up a bit when I began stroking the
inner sides of her thighs, which were covered with sweat as were the
hollows of the knee. I felt the heat of her crotch but held myself back to
kiss her sweaty little face. I reached her mouth but could not pass her
teeth so I licked once more over her gums and teeth and nibbled at her
lips. Then my hand went on but what was that? Instead of a cotton panty I
felt the synthetic of a leotard!
She felt my irritation and her eyes filled with tears: “I..I wanted to be
faster and we had gymnastics..and so..³ 
“ItŒs okay³ I calmed her, “I only was surprised.³ Then I continued my
kissing and fondling. Her crotch was damp, especially the elastics on the
side and the middle. I explored her well-covered treasure, pushing the
material into her slit, rubbing itŒs length until she began to moan. I
stopped and carried her to my bedroom. it was an action of seconds to
remove her shoes, her skirt and her Tshirt. In her white anklets and pink
leotard which modelled her undeveloped body in every detail she looked
like a dream. The eleven year old girl let herself fall back on my bed,
letting her long light-brown legs fall a bit apart. She was an invitation
to every pedophile to molest her and I accepted this invitation...
I began massaging and kissing her little sweaty feet -Lucy giggled. When I
removed the anklets and began licking her toes and feet she fighted me,
exclaiming that it tickled too much. I went on kissing her lower legs, her
knees, licking the salty sweat away, inhaling the faint odour of her
childish body. I continued up on her thighs, spreading her legs. The tight
fitting leotard showed her beautiful little slit with dark stains of
moisture, looking like a swamp in a narrow valley surrounded by soft
hills... but I did not touch that goal of my lust, I only kissed her bare
flesh jumping from the legs to her arms, her neck and her face. Then I
turned my little girl around kissing her backside down to her feet again.
With a quick move i stripped off her leotard down to the waist and began
kissing and massaging her back. With great pleasure I licked all the sweat
out of her armpits. 
Her beautiful little body was almost bare now and I turned her around to
admire her tiny titties with those wonderful pink nipples. I continued
kissing and massaging and the little girl was moaning and panting. Slowly
I stripped her completely. There she was: Little eleven years old Lucy
spread out on my bed, highly aroused with red cheeks, puckered nipples and
a glistening gaping slit which showed itŒs invitingly red. labia. And,
like every flower she smelled, but not of roses, it was the “Scent of a
Preteen³: Her hair smelled of shampoo and sebum, her mouth of chewing-gum,
her feet of cheese and her body of sweat. Between her legs I found this
unique smell of pee and sex. I felt like a bee attracted to a flower,
ready to sip her nectar, but I controlled myself.
I turned the eleven-years-old around and massaged her neck and shoulders,
then along her spine and her ribcage. Lucy relaxed and closed her eyes. I
began moulding her little round buttocks, pulling them apart to reveal her
pink ass hole, which was very clean. Only seconds later my tongue licked
the cramped muscle. She jerked like a fish on a rod but I licked the
length of her ass crack and returned to her ass hole. She calmed down a
little. Then I wetted my index-finger with saliva and pushed against the
hole. She tensed up -it was to early for that game. So I turned her around
and spread her legs.
LucyŒs hairless slit was glistening with moisture and the outer labia were
swollen, the dark red of the inner ones was barely visible. With a thumb
on either side, I pulled her soft virginal flesh apart. Her little slit
opened up with a smack. For the first time I could see, what only my
tongue had felt: Her almost undeveloped, purple red inner labia erect like
a cockscomb meeting at the tiny knob of her clit. Deeper inside the button
with the opening of her urethra and then her vagina. The muscles of this
orifice were in constant movement, opening and closing her most intimate
part. Everything was very moist with a sticky, smelling juice. When the
cunt was open, I could see her hymen. 
I didnŒt touch those intimate parts, I only inhaled the aroma, like a
horny dog and then blew air against the little pussy.
The eleven year old jerked up and when I continued blowing, she begged me
in a faint voice: “Please touch me....lick me, please Peter...please!³
My tongue dipped into the soft virginal flesh. Lucy moaned loudly and
spreading her little legs as far as she could pushed her sex against my
face. Every shyness and modesty had vanished. The little girl was pure
lust - as was I eating her underdeveloped pussy out and knowing, that I
would fuck her soon. My tongue tried to enter her vagina and passed the
muscular ring. Lucy jumped up, turned around and moaned, but her hymen
stopped me.
I tried once more to introduce my index finger into her ass and this time
it entered smoothly, causing her to give muffled cries, moving as under
electricity, bursting out in a loud cry and then, after a few final
spasms, Lucy, my little eleven year old lover became slack. She sobbed a
little and fell asleep.
I fetched some drinks in the kitchen and when I came back, she was already
sitting. Her eyes looked at me in a completely changed manner: open, and
with a sleepy and eager look that even Lolita herself couldnŒt have made
more exciting!
She hugged me and thanked a thousand times. 

“Would you do me a favour in return?³ I asked her. She nodded. “Give me
your panty!³ Lucy blushed. “What for?³
“When I am alone, I would like to think of you and help myself to get a
bit of this pleasure you experienced.³ I knew exactly what I said but she
didnŒt find the hidden meaning. “But ...I wore it for two days....it is
dirty!³ she exclaimed. 
“No, not dirty, used. It smells of you, of your wonderful aroma. It
reminds me of you!³ I tried to convince her, I saw her pride and then she
nodded slowly. 
She had to go and when our lips met in a final kiss, her jaws werenŒt as
cramped together as before but still not letting my tongue enter her
mouth.
As soon as the little girl had left my apartment, I went to the bathroom,
took her still moist panty in one hand and my cock in the other. I sniffed
at the panty-crotch with itŒs faint yellow traces. The aroma was very
strong, an odour of goat, of sweat, of pee and of SEX. Almost instantly I
shot my load into the towel, 

CHAPTER III
For the next two days I was happy with LucyŒs panty. On the third, I not
only sniffed at it and kissed it, I took it in my mouth and chewed every
salty, sweet, bitter and sexy drop out of it. On the forth I found a
little parcel in my mailbox. I opened it and found a letter and a closed
plastic bag. The letter was written by a childŒs hand:
“Dear Peter
It was so wonderful with you, thank you thank you I love you!! Can we do
it again? When I am doing it myself it is never so good. I think my mom is
wrong. Even my friends at school say, sex is good. Is it sex what we did?
Sara my best friend says that boys and men have a thingy to pee that
becomes stiff when they see a girl. Were you stiff when you..you know
what? May I see it? What is a blowjob? Sara says men like it very much. Do
you like it? So many questions! Can I come back? Please answer me! If you
put the letter in the box before five oŒclock I can get it.
Love
Lucy³

What a girl! I had tears of joy and love in my eyes -and a rock hard cock. 
With trembling fingers I opened the plastic bag. In it was a white
cotton-panty. The crotch was full of yellow lines covered with a whitish
stuff. At the rear there was an almost invisible brownish point. A sheet
of paper told me:
“I was wearing these for the last three days and nights, especially for
you! Do you like it???
Lucy³
The first sniff made me almost dizzy, so strong were the odours. At the
second nose-full I shot my load without any helping hand. I put it back
into the plastic.

I wrote her back, thanking for the gift and inviting her: “Whenever you
want to come, you are ALWAYS WELCOME! And I will answer every one of your
questions.
I love you
Peter³

And this was true. It was more then lust, I could never hurt her.
A quarter past five the phone rang. It was Lucy: “Thanks for your answer!
May I come tomorrow at four? We will have time until seven!!³

CHAPTER IV
I couldnŒt wait until four oŒclock. I had finished all my work by 2 p.m.
then I had arranged my apartment, getting my porn and kiddie porn movies
and magazines out of their hiding places and dressing myself only in biker
shorts and a Tshirt.
Five minutes to four the doorbell rang. As soon as the door was open, the
eleven year old girl rushed in, and when I bent down to greet her, she
blushed, put her arms around my neck and planted a kiss on my lips. She
wore a dress, the same one as when we met for the first time. 
Proudly she showed me the cordless phone she had brought down from her
apartment: “Maybe mom will call me to ask, if everything is okay!³ 
She was so intelligent. I made her a big compliment, she blushed even
more. She was so cute!
I led her to my living room and brought her a coke with a big portion of
Rum in it. She drank it in an instant and I refilled. Soon Lucy was a bit
tipsy and began giggling and chatting, every shyness was away, she was as
lively as I had never seen her before. Was this the real temper of my
little lover?
She told me: “Sara said, she has sex with her uncle. It began when she was
nine.³
I was interested and asked: “What do they do together?³
She was giggling even more and blushed when she stammered: “Well, he ...
he fucks her -what does fuck mean?³
“Well, it means that a man puts his dick into a girls slit.³
“Oh, is that fun?³
“Oh yeah, itŒs great fun, but itŒs forbidden for kids.³
“But Sara...³ “Yes, if anybody finds out, her uncle goes to jail.³
“Can we fuck too?³ -³Well, my love, IŒd like to, but...³ -³Oh I wouldnŒt
tell anybody, promise. Would you?³
“So you think, you can keep it as our secret?³ She nodded. “WonŒt even
tell Sara?³ She nodded again. 
“Well, then we can do it!³ She hugged me: “Oh, Peter! I canŒt wait!³
I explained her, that it might hurt for the first time, when the hymen
will be broken. Her little face darkened for a moment. “Does it hurt every
girl?³ -³Yes, almost every one.³ - “Even when she is already a woman?³ I
nodded.
The eleven year old mulatto girl thought for a moment and said then: “Well
then, when itŒs done it doesnŒt hurt anymore, right?³ I nodded once more.
She lighted up: “So, if it makes no difference, we can do it, IŒm ready!³
I hugged and kissed her and said, that it needed some preparation and we
had no hurry. She agreed and said: “So, show me your thing first, please!³
I explained, that it is not a thing but a cock or dick or penis. She
giggled and repeated the words. Then: “Show me your dick, please!³ I rose
to my feet and said: “Get it out!³ Her eyes widened when she saw the
enormous bulge in my shorts. Hesitatingly she began to pull them down and
jumped back, when my organ was freed and stood erect pointing to the
little girl. She inspected it without touching. I took her hands and said
guiding them around my cock: “My little friend is waiting for your
greetings. Lucy giggled and when her sweaty hand touched my meat, she
said: “Good morning, little Peter. How are you?³  I played the game and
with a high voice I said: “Oh well, Miss, I feel fine, especially now. You
know, I am so lonely and I like it, when someone plays with me.³ 
She laughed: “You want me to play with you?³ - “Oh yes, please!³
Now Lucy began to explore . Her curious fingers and her big eyes wanted to
learn everything. She asked and asked, I showed and explained. Then
suddenly she exclaimed: “But, your....cock is so big! It wonŒt fit in me!³
I wanted to explain, but in this moment her phone rang. We were startled,
but then she took it. It was her mom and Lucy said, smiling at me: “Yes,
everything is okay. - Oh, IŒm playing all alone! -Yes, bye!³ 
She had lied to her mother; I decided, this would be the moment to show
her something. I sat down beside her and took one of my kiddie porn
magazines:
“Look!³ LucyŒs eyes widened when she saw this enormous cock squeezing into
a skinny seven year old. Every picture showed him an inch farther in the
child. Her little face was contorted but when he finally had put two third
of his prick into her little belly, she began smiling proudly, trying to
embrace the big man above, but her legs were too short to put around his
waist.
On the next pictures Lucy saw this couple fucking around in different
positions, the girl smiling first, then her cute face was gradually
changing to pure lust, the man fucking her deeper and deeper.
“WhatŒs this?³ Lucy asked in a curious but deeply impressed voice. She
pointed to one of the last pictures. Jets of cum shot out of his dick and
splashed down on the little body, staining her front, her cheeks and lips,
chin, breast, belly and of course her wide open pussy.
“This is cum³, I explained. “When a man gets his highest level of lust
this hot juice is shooting out. ItŒs also called sperm or semen. Do you
remember how you got wet when I licked you?³ Lucy blushed and nodded. “It
is something similar, but a man cums not gradually like you, but in an
explosion. hen it comes out, a girl can be very proud; it tells her, she
did a good job to please her lover. If this semen getŒs into a woman's
belly, it can make a baby....³ 
“Oh, I donŒt want a baby!³ Lucy cried out. - 
“Do you have your periods?³
Lucy looked completely blank. What a mother, I thought, she hadnŒt told
anything to her daughter! 
“Does your pussy bleed once in a month?³ She shook her head. “Well then,
we donŒt get any problems. DonŒt worry but tell me, when it begins, okay?³
She nodded but did not understand very much, then the curious little girl
returned to the magazine. The last few pictures showed the seven year old
licking the mans slimy cock which had remained stiff until he shot another
load, directly into her wide open mouth.
“Oh!³ Lucy exclaimed: “ThatŒs gross! Does she swallow it?³
“Of course, donŒt you remember, that I swallowed all your juices, even
your sweat?³ She nodded, blushing even more. “If you really love a person,
you love everything, maybe except shit. Actually, I think shit is
disgusting.³
“And spit?³ she asked, fascinated by what I had told her.
“Try it!³ I said, opening my mouth and bending my head back. Giggling she
rose to her feet and collected in her mouth big spittle, waiting a moment
and then letting it fall into my wide open mouth. She observed me,
obviously aroused and maybe even proud when I tasted it with my tongue and
then swallowed, asking for more. I let her fall some more drops of her
slimy saliva into my mouth before grabbing her head and pressing my mouth
against her lips. She was taken by surprise and did not resist, when my
tongue passed her teeth and started exploring her mouth. As if a dam had
broken and finally lust had won over shyness and education the little girl
closed her eyes and straddled me, pressing her panty-crotch against my
boner and embracing me passionately. 
I will never forget this first French kiss with a child. Her wonderful
body near me, trusting me completely. A child like a dreaming rosebud in
the morning dew with a rosy flush on her chocolate cheeks and on her front
I found little pearls of sweat. She was ready to bloom, an eleven year old
girl, waking up to love and sex. It was my duty to show her this paradise
and to preserve her fragile soul and innocent body from plunging into the
abyss of exploitation.
I truly believe in intergenerational love and sex, IŒm looking forward to
fuck my little angel, but I would never accept to hurt a child.
Lost in these philosophical thoughts and sensations my tongue had slowed
down. Now her little tongue cautiously became active. I held back even
more to give her a chance. Its tip moved around, embraced mine and
suddenly our tongues began to dance, a passionate merengue! Gradually I
withdrew my tongue and allowed hers to enter my mouth and to explore it. I
gently sucked on her tongue. Our breath became one and fastened gradually,
Lucy clung even tighter to me. Her pelvis made little automatic movements
to rub her still panty-covered pussy against my rod. I responded, feeling
the cum rise from the balls, everything tightening up. Still kissing her I
reached for my cock and shoved her panty aside. My glans, slimy with
precum, touched her virginal sex for the first time. Holding back with all
my willpower I guided it along her little wet slit and pushed it against
her clitty, getting her passionate response, I played around a bit and
little Lucy wiggled her ass, gasping for breath; but she did not break our
kiss and still clung to me with all her force. Then I could not hold it
any longer. I dipped between her labia. They gave way with a little smack
and embraced my glans tightly. I exploded on the spot without entering her
cunny. My hot sperm shot into her slit mixing my juices with hers.
When the first cumshot hit her she jerked back a bit but then she let me
fill her up. My cock softened and softly we ended our kiss. Dreamily she
opened her eyes, they were wet. She whispered: “Did you, did you...ah..
make it to me, I mean...was this....fu..fucking?³
“No, my love. Fucking means that the whole cock enters the girl.³ 
“Oh!³ she seemed a bit disappointed but I promised to do it soon.
I carried the little angel to my bedroom stripping her naked. What a view:
Gobs of sperm contrasting on her bald brown pussy, the red labia were a
bit apart and the little slit was filled to its rim with my sticky, slimy
cum. When I bent down to take a closer look them smell of pure sex entered
my nose: A bit fishy, sweaty and pissy mixed with goat and fresh avocado!
I inhaled it like a drug and became hard, very hard. An instant later I
was licking the still virginal sex of the eleven year old girl, sucking in
this unique cocktail which made me more drunk than any other illegal
drug...
Lucy moaned and wiggled around convulsively trapping my head with arms and
legs, pushing her childish sex into my mouth. Her breath was fast and
hard, her cheeks rosy and her wonderful innocent eyes were closed in
infinite lust. In the same time I played with her ass, pushing a finger
into the puckered hole. She reared and fell down, completely exhausted.
She couldnŒt control herself any more. A hot stream of pee gushed into my
mouth and eagerly I drank the sweet and salty brew directly from its
source. It was almost a pint of Lucy's urine I had to swallow before she
could stop. She cried: “Oh, IŒm so sorry, I couldnŒt hold back...it
just...it overpowered me...oh, what do you think of me now? Oh please
forgive me, IŒll do whatever you want!³
I tried to calm her: “My love! This was such a nice gift! You know, when I
love a person, I think drinking her pee is very sexy.³ 
The little girl sobbed: “Do you really like me?³
“Of course I do, I not only like you, I love you, donŒt you know?³ I asked
hugging her and kissing her right on the lips. She let my tongue into her
mouth, greeting it with hers. She embraced me with arms and legs, pulling
me down on her delicate body, supporting my weight. 
This was the moment to fuck her, to take her cherry, to make her my true
lover in every way....
A nasty noise: Her telephone! We broke up and she hurried to answer the
phone. She was panting hard, as was I. Her mother seemed to ask her about,
for she said: “I was running through the apartment to take the phone! Yes,
...okay....bye!³She had lied her mother for the second time!
Lucy burst in tears: “Mom will be back earlier.....in half an hour....I
must cook but...I want to stay here with you. You were so kind and I acted
so silly. Oh....³ She sobbed and cried even more. I took her in my arms,
cradled her, calming the desperate child promising that I would never stop
loving her. She calmed down a bit, clung to me and asked in a little girls
voice: “May I call you daddy, please?³
“Of course, my love, itŒs an honour to be your daddy, to protect you. Come
here whenever you want with every problem you have. IŒll give you my key,
so you can come in when you want. But be careful not to show it to your
mother!³ She nodded and kissed my mouth. Then she dressed and ran away,
leaving me with my boner...

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virginal-oil tastes best!


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