("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2011. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Jailbait by Yoni (yoni13g@gmail.com) *** One Saturday I met an angel. Her name was Lena and she was longing for the ice-cream that I was licking. In turn, she made me long for much more than ice-cream, and she took me to heaven with her. But, I'm afraid that in the end you've got to pay for your misdeeds, even if an angel was the instigator. (Mg, ped, exh, oral, rom, food-fetish) *** On Saturday I've met an angel. It happened when I was sitting to a table in the park, enjoying my ice cream - I like strawberry best - and watching the kids playing in the park. The apparition appeared, rolling on her roller-blades, circling around me. I can't even begin to describe her beauty, her shiny golden hair, her sparkling green eyes, her rosy soft skin and her pink red lips, slightly open with her tongue just protruding as she was intently watching my ice-cream. God! I'd never met a beauty like this before! It was as if she had descended from a renaissance painting, Titian or Ruben for sure. The angel kept circling round me, round and round, looking with longing eyes on my disappearing ice-cream cone, licking her lips with her rosy tongue... I shudder even now when I recall the sight. I've heard myself offering her what was left from the cone even before I have decided rationally to do so. "Do you want some?" The apparition nodded with a gusto, and happily went to devour the sweet, sitting down next to me, all over me. God, how soft she was, and how warm her skin! And her sweet scent! It raised goose pimple on my flesh. And when she has finished her cream, she turned and leaned into me, kissing me sweetly on lips! How sweet they were, and how soft and yielding! I even imagined to feel the tip of her soft and warm tongue, it nearly took me with her to heaven, whence she must have dropped. The angel remained sitting next to me, chatting happily. It appeared that her name was Lena, and she was living with her mother only. Her mom was very strict, so she said, and didn't allow her but one ice-cream a day. I wondered how one could deny anything to such a sweet creature, but that's mothers for you. During her chatting, mostly about her friend Meg, I had time to study and become enraptured with her body too. Young and lithe, with surprisingly long legs running from her skates into a wavy red skirt. Her body was yet breast less, her hips softly rounding, just hinting her becoming a girl. She giggled suddenly. "You are observing me as if I was a statue!" "No" I replied, "you are an angel. When did you fall from heaven?" That brought about another burst of giggles, and kissing me again on my lips she said "You are sweet. Would you buy a fallen angel another ice- cream?" And when I rose to do her errand, she added "I like chocolate chips best!" I went and returned with a swimming head, unable to digest the great luck that had fallen in my lap. Now, don't think that I'm some sort of a sicko, a pedophile or something. I had a perfectly legitimate reason to be sitting there, munching my ice-cream. You see' it was my turn with the kids, and I had brought them to a birthday party, and now I was waiting for the party to end. Just to show you how profound shock Lena was for me, to make me, in these conditions, horny for a little girl! Because I did become horny. My cock twitched and itched even as was bringing the ice cream. Lena straddled me and sat squarely on my lap licking happily the brown chocolate with her pink tongue. "Come on, you can taste too. It's awesome!" she exclaimed and served me the sweet cone. We licked together, our tongues touching now and then, every time making my heart skip a beat. Never mind, it made up for it with the fast rate that it was beating against my ribcage. Add to this that Lena was fidgeting from time to time, each time brushing against my, now stiff, cock. I was nearly breathless. The angel, closed her eyes, moaned slightly as if dreaming, and heaved against me! God, my cock, that was hard and erect even before, rose to enormity. Lena kept on licking the ice cream contently, heaving her hips onto my cock in a slow rhythm, as if unaware. A splash of ice cream dropped on her shirt and she whispered, "Ooh, clean it up quickly! Mom mustn't know!" I stooped and licked the ice cream licking her shirt with it, licking her neck and the soft, smooth breast and Lena went humping and moaning, almost forgetting the dripping cone. I nearly went off in my pants! My cock was now bloated and nearly burst from the combined pressure of my boiling blood and my equally hot sperm. Then Lena suddenly shuddered, and calmly finished her ice-cream saying "That was awesome! You are such a sweet" and to my amazement, bobbed down between my legs and squatting on her legs she took my cock out of my pants. Saying 'We mustn't leave you with that woody, do we? Meg had told me that it's dangerous for the boys!" she went and wrapped her warm, soft, rosy lips round my glans. "Wha... what... how... oh you don't, you mustn't... OOOH!" That's when I went off, jerking and shooting streams of cum into her sweet mouth, on her shirt, on her face, everywhere. "Why," she said, "you see, that's why I couldn't let you come off in my lap! I had to suck it off. I couldn't well explain away a stain in my skirt-could I?" I was all breathless, shaky and couldn't think of anything to say. Lena rose, cleaned herself and said to me "You are a sweet guy. Meet me again tomorrow, but it would be better to meet far from the crowd. Do you know that copse above the lake? Meet me there at ten tomorrow, and bring with you a box of ice cream! Remember, I like chocolate chips best!" and she swirled off on her roller blades, leaving me breathless and stunned. to be continued? *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 70