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Subject: New Story: Michelle, Chapter 1 (M/f, pedo)
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WARNING!! READ THIS FIRST!! WARNING!! READ THIS FIRST!! WARNING!!
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This story contains graphic descriptions of sex between adults and
children, and children themselves. If you are under the legal age in your
area, then you *SHOULD NOT* read this, instead go look at
Sesame Street, or something; you might actually learn something. If
you are offended by this kind of material, you have the freedom of
choice - use it! In other words, DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOU DON'T
LIKE THE SUJECT MATTER!! If you do, and didn't like it, don't come
whining/ranting to me. You have been warned. All events described in
this story are a part of my perverted imagination. All characters
described in this story are fictional; any resemblance to anyone
living, dead, or yet to be born is coincidental. Please *DO NOT* try
the acts described in this story on your own, or serious consequences
can result! If you choose to ignore that advice, then you only have
yourself to blame.
Author's Note: This is my first attempt at writing a story, so please
be understanding. Feedback on this story is welcomed. Flames are not,
they'll be ignored anyway. If you find spelling or grammar mistakes, I
apologize. English grammar was not my best subject in school, but I'll
do my best. If you have any suggestions on how I can improve on future
parts of the story, let me know. This first part is the ground work to
the story, no sexual activity is described in this first part. Like I said,
this is my first story, so I'm new to this, and I belive it's a good idea to
start out slow first. I will only continue if I get
enough positive response.
Michelle
By The Busrider
Life is being good to me! I work as a beta tester for a small
software company making $40K a year; not bad for a 26 year old. My name is
Jason Myers, and I live in a neighborhood not too far away from downtown
Seattle. Growing up here gave me a sense of pride about living here; I
couldn't think of a better city. Yeah, I know what you're going to say - it
rains too much here. Well, I think that people tend to over-rate the rain
here, besides, rain doesn't bother me much. I also have a
characteristic that I haven't shared with anyone. I am a pedophile. I've had
the desire for young girls ever since I was 12, when my 8 year old cousin
Marcy and I played doctor during a family reunion. I tried dating when I
went through middle and high school, but I never developed any lasting
relationships. I finally accepted the way I was, because I knew that I
didn't want to hurt anyone, and I was never foolish enough to get into a
situation which would get me into serious trouble. The people where I
live at are friendly, but they usually keep to themselves. Except for this
one brunette woman named Naomi who is in her late 20's. When I had moved in
six months ago, she decided to be the welcome wagon. I think she was being a
flirt, not that I minded, but I felt I wasn't ready to date. I got to meet
her daughter Michelle once, when I bumped into them on my way home from work.
Michelle told me how old she was; she was 10 years old and in the fifth
grade. She was pretty tall for her age, but I didn't say that because I
didn't want to embarrass her. I asked her mom where her dad was, and she
told me she threw him out two years ago, because he had a severe drinking
problem. I felt bad, because my parents divorced for the same reason, but
Naomi told me she has a good job working as a creditor for a local bank, so
they aren't short on money. Michelle was a very beautiful girl, with
black hair and dark eyes, just like her mom, her hips were just beginning to
round out, and there was a slight swelling on her chest, hinting at what
would develop over the coming years. Damn, she sure as hell looked cute!
She had the looks that would give a pedophile a heart attack! I felt my cock
throb against my jeans, and I shifted a little to relive the pressure in my
groin. Michelle giggled a little to herself when she saw the way I relived
the tention in my crotch. "What's so funny, you little munchkin?", asked
her mother. "Nothing!", she said, still giggling. "Mr. Myers,
sometimes I can't figure her out. One moment she'll be moping around feeling
sad, and then the next she'll be bouncing off the walls!" "Please call me
Jason." I said nervously, trying to compose myself. "Well, I hope this
doesn't sound too forward, but I would like it if you would look after my
Michelle, I have a business meeting at work to attend on Saturday."
You could have slapped me in the face and I wouldn't have noticed. Look
after her daughter?! Is she nuts?!? Did she realize what kind of a sick
bastard I was? My cock was pushing against my jeans, trying to bore itself
through the material. Michelle didn't miss a beat, as she had a mischievious
look in her eye. Oh fuck, I'm in for it now! "Uh, Naomi, I don't think
I . . .", I began. "Have a problem with that. Oh, thank you Mr. Myers. I
will expect to see you tomorrow at noon." And with that, she left to her own
apartment. Apparently she couldn't take no for an answer. I just stood
there, watching them walk away. I had several conflicting emotions running
through my mind, trying to decide if I should go or make up some excuse.
"Jesus, she's only 10 years old!", I thought to myself. "I can't go over
there!" For the next several hours there was a debate between my mind
and my rock-hard cock. I always fantazised about being with a girl, but I
didn't have the courage to do so. The thought of being hauled off to prison
being some big, tough guy's 'bitch' was enough to keep me in line. But,
there was something about Michelle that caught my attention. Yeah, yeah, I
know it sure as hell caught my dick's attention, but there was something
about her personality. I finally decided to find out what . . .
To Be Continued? Let me know.
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