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Throughout our encounters we go from water sports and mutual masturbation to me taking her virginity. We eventually advance to a gangbang and some animal antics. Note: This story is dedicated to fellow author Lindsey, A.K.A. Tabby Kat, the exhibitionist who inspired this story. (M+/ff, ped, bi, exh, mast, oral, beast, ws) *** Part 1 – The Uninhibited Walk My name is Fred. At the time of this story I was in my forties and this is the story of the most uninhibited little girl I ever encountered. The encounter started quite by accident. One day, late at night, I happened to glance out my window and I saw the strangest thing. Walking down the sidewalk in the dark was a petite little girl who looked to be a teenager. But the strangest thing about it was that she appeared to be completely naked. I could hardly believe it so I leaned against the window to get a closer look. Yes I was right. She was totally naked and walking - carefully, looking around as if to avoid getting caught. Since she was walking away from me I could only see her butt. Even in the darkness I could see it was nice and round. It wasn't long before she disappeared into the shadows and I thought she was gone forever. Imagine my surprise when I saw her again, the very next night. This time I caught her as she was coming towards me and through the darkness got a glimpse or her small breasts and the dark patch between her legs. As with the night before, she soon disappeared into the shadows. I wanted to check her out closer so I made a plan for the next night. When it was time, I hid near the sidewalk behind my bushes and waited. The time came and passed and when she did not appear, I was ready to go back into my house. But just then I saw the shadow of a figure coming towards me from down the block. It was she and I held my breath so she would not hear me. I got quite an eyeful as she approached. Close-up I could see she was younger than I first thought. She was no more than thirteen-years old, very petite, and had shoulder length black curly hair. I recognized her as one of the girls who walked by to the Middle School down the block each day. Being so close, I got a better look at her naked body. It was still quite dark but I could see she that her breasts were small, yet proportional to her petite frame. They appeared to be A-cups and were capped by some rather large, light colored areolas. By the time I could focus on her pussy, she had again passed me by and I was staring at her round butt. I did see that she had a nice covering of pubic hair between her legs. Meanwhile, between my legs, I had a ragging hard-on. I knew I liked little young girls from seeing young nudists online. I couldn't believe I finally got to see one in person. I had to figure out a way to get a closer look at this little girl and maybe even meet her. I went back inside and after masturbating, hatched a plan... *** I knew I had to find a way to bump into her on the sidewalk without scaring her. By the way she was being aware of her surroundings, I knew she would be spooked seeing a stranger out walking at night so I came up with a way to put her at ease. My wife always went upstairs to bed early while I stayed up downstairs watching porn, so I knew she wouldn't notice if I left the house. I went outside and got completely naked, leaving my clothes on the porch in case I had to dress quickly and retreat inside. I was nervous at first but after a while started to feel free and exhilarated. I went down the sidewalk and positioned myself so I could walk towards her when I saw her coming. When I spied her, I started to walk forward. Spotting my shadow, she ducked behind some bushes so I wouldn't see her. As I got closer, I think she realized I too was naked and stepped out from behind the bush and continued walking towards me. I was pleased that my plan was working. As we passed each other, I nodded and matter-of-factly said, "Hello." She said, "Hello" back and we continued on our way. I repeated this scenario for two more nights, and she seemed to be acting friendlier each time. Finally on the fourth night, I stopped and held out my hand as I approached her. Luckily she stopped and took it. "Hi, my name is Fred. What's yours?" I asked. "Lindsey," she replied. "I see you have the same hobby as me. How long have you been doing this?" I asked. "I've been going naked around my house for as long as I can remember. I just started walking around the neighborhood this summer," she said. "And where do you go so late at night?" I asked. "I circle around the block from my house over there to my school and back. I went to seventh grade there last year," she explained. "I go that way too." I said. "I like it because it's nice and private there and no one is around at night. Maybe we can start walking there together. It would be nice to have some company." "That would be nice. It is kind of scary sometimes and it would be good to have someone to talk to, especially someone with the same interests as me," she said. With that we turned and started walking to the school. As we made small talk while walking and I noticed that she seemed to be checking out my naked body as much as I was peeking at hers. Even though I was older, my body was in pretty good shape. My penis was seven-inches long when hard but it still represented it's potential decently when flaccid. Lindsey seemed to focus a lot attention on it. When we got to the schoolyard, we stopped, sat on the swings, and talked some more. "Why do you do this?" I asked. "I get a thrill out it. I like being naughty. I'm really pretty shy and this gives me a chance to be wild!" Lindsey explained. "How about you?" "Oh, pretty much the same thing." I said. (I couldn't very well tell her it was because I wanted to be with a naked little girl.) "And I like to shock people. What you think of this?" she asked, as she jumped off the swing, swatted down, and started to pee. "I'm not shocked if you're not?" I said, standing up, pointing my cock at the grass, and letting lose my own stream of pee. Her eyes got bigger and she seemed genuinely interested in watching me pee. She continued watching with attention until it slowed to a dribble and stopped. "We better go now before someone catches us," I said. "But that's the fun of it!" Lindsey explained. "Maybe for you, but I'd probably get arrested," I said, leading the way back. It took about ten minutes to arrive back in front of my house. "You know Lindsey, if you like, I can walk with you every night? You really shouldn't be doing this alone." "Well I did feel much safer tonight, so okay. I'll see you here same time tomorrow," she said, as she left to go to her house on the next block. I watched her little round butt fade into the distance as she walked away. I couldn't believe my luck. I put on my clothes, went inside, and settled into relieving myself while viewing more little nudists online... *** During the next week, Lindsey and I walked together every night. As we passed under various street lamps, I started to get a very good idea of her body. Even though Lindsey's titties were little A-cups, her areolas covered half of her breasts. Her nipples were tiny but often stood out in the brisk night air. And I finally got a good look at her thirteen-year old pussy. Even though she had a fair amount of pubic hair, it didn't obscure the view of her outer pussy lips, which were just beginning to show signs of plushness. When she squatted to pee, as she always did, her outer lips slayed open revealing the inner labia within. She too was enjoying the sight of my penis as I peed in front of her each night. I sometimes stroked it inconspicuously so she could see what it was like semi- hard. As we walked home that third night, a cat ran out of the bushes and startled her. When it did, Lindsey grabbed for my hand. Even after it ran off, she held on. The simple act of holding a little girl's hand was exciting. It made me feel like a kid again. From that point on, we held hands the entire time we were walking. I really didn't expect things to go any further but then... *** During the second week, as we were talking on the school playground, Lindsey came over and stood right in front of me. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I trying to get a better look at your... your... what do you want me to call that thing?" she asked, looking toward my penis. "Now days, most people call it a cock," I answered. "Well I'm trying to get a better look at your cock," she said. "I know I seem wild, but I'm really pretty shy. In fact I've never even seen a cock before - not in person, only on the Internet." "So is it everything you expected?" I asked. "Even more so," she answered. "It's fascinating!" "Would you like to feel it?" I continued asking. "Um, um...I don't know if I should?" she stuttered. "Oh – I'm not saying for you to do anything sexual, maybe you could just help me pee?" "Yah, I guess that would be okay, " she said. "What do I do?" "Just grasp it here," I explained, directing her hand to my shaft. As she grabbed it, it expanded slightly to conform to her palm. Lindsey kind of did a double take. "That's okay." I said, "Now aim it over there." She did and after a moment I started to pee. At first Lindsey just held it steady then she directed the stream in little circles and started to giggle. "This is fun," she snickered. "And it feels so warm," she continued, placing her other hand in the spray. "And what do you think of my cock now?" I asked. "It feels different than I thought – very soft and spongy," she said. "I like touching it!" "Well you may do so whenever you want!" I assured her. "So how about you? Have you ever touched a pussy before?" she asked. "Never a little girl's pussy." I replied. "Well you can touch mine as long as it's not in a sexual way," she said. "How can I do that?" I asked. "Just feel it here," Lindsey said, placing my hand on her pussy, "and I'll show you." It was hard not rubbing as I felt the soft silky pubic hair of Lindsey's thirteen-year old twat and then I got a real surprise. Lindsey spread her legs wider and I felt the warm stream of liquid flowing onto my palm -the warm stream of her pee. She looked at me to see if I was shocked. Lindsey liked to shock people. But by now, nothing she did shocked me. I just looked at her and grinned back in satisfaction. She seemed happy I liked it. After she finished, we went over to the outdoor drinking fountain in the schoolyard, rinsed-off, and walked home hand-in-hand. This became another part of our nightly ritual. *** One day, two weeks later, after I had finished peeing, Lindsey didn't immediately let go of my cock. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I am just curious," she said. "Curious about what?" I asked. "I always gets a little bigger when I first touch it," she said. "Can you make it even bigger. "Well you can," I explained. "Just stroke it back a forth a little. With that she started pumping it. She must have learned more from the Internet than she let on, for she was stroking me like an expert. When my cock was at its full seven-inches, Lindsey stopped pumping and felt it all over. "What do you think?" I asked. "I just love the way it grew in my hand. That made me feel so powerful," she said. "And it feels so much harder now. I love this big cock!" "Would you like to see something even neater? "Would you like to see what real power a female has over a male?" I asked. "You mean, would I like to see what happens if I start stroking you again?" she snickered. "You know I would!" "You really have learned a lot on the Internet!" I mused, as I relaxed to enjoy the handjob. I usually don't get too excited about someone giving me a handjob. After all, it's something I can do myself. But the feeling of a little girl's palm around my cock is something altogether different. Lindsey's little fingers were stimulating every part of my cock from the base to the cockhead. It didn't take long before spurt after spurt of my thick white cum came blasting from the tip of my cock. As my semen flew through the air, landing on the grass, Lindsey knew enough to keep on pumping until it stopped. Some even got on her hand. She examined it closely between fingers before wiping it onto the grass. "It even hotter than your pee, and much stickier," she said. "How neat! I feel really weird between my legs now. I think I have to pee." As is our usual routine, I put my hand on Lindsey's pussy and waited. It wasn't long before I felt her warm stream and then it came to a dribble. "Feeling better now?" I asked, with my hand still between her legs. "Well I still feel a little tingly down there," she admitted. "I think you may need the same treatment you gave me." I said, starting to rub her pussy. When Lindsey did not stop me, I rubbed even more. As I ran my palm up and down her outer lips, my finger slid into her slit. As it went down to her pussy hole, it started to go inside. I quickly stopped pushing in. I wasn't sure if she had her hymen or not but I didn't want to break it with my finger if she did. I did get to feel a lot of moisture inside. It was slicker than her pee. As I was rubbing her fury bush, I felt a little nub rubbing against the top of my palm. I had awakened her clitoris. Feeling this, I moved my fingers to it and rubbed. This started having an immediate effect of Lindsey. Her breathing got fast and shallow. Little moans started coming from deep within her. She pressed her naked body into mine. The feeling temporarily shifted my attention to her breasts. Her little mounds were pressing into my chest and I could feel her tiny nipples hardening against me. I reached my free hand up and caressed each gently. She seemed to be getting even more turned on. As my other hand rubbed her clit, she was getting wetter and wetter. Finally I caused her release. She pressed her twat forcefully into my hand as her whole body shook, starting at her pelvis and radiating outward. Even more moisture flowed onto my hand, her whole body seemed hotter, and I could feel a light coating of sweat on her skin in the warm summer air. For once we were both speechless as we cleaned up at the fountain and walked home. Our nightly adventure had suddenly become more sexual... *** A few nights later, after Lindsey finished beating me off, I noticed her studying the cum on her fingers more intensely. "What are you thinking my dear?" I asked. "I'm just wondering what this tastes like?" she said. "There's only one way to find out. Go ahead – taste it!" I exclaimed. Putting the finger up to her mouth, Lindsey took a small taste. "Yum, this tastes pretty good. Like warm, salty milk!" she exclaimed, and then she licked her fingers completely clean. I wish I had more!" "Maybe next time," I said, "but now, how about giving me a taste of you?" Lindsey stepped closer so I could put my hand on her pussy like I always did. I wanted to coat my fingers with her juices so I wanted to rub her to a nice orgasm. I got a little carried away and this time my finger slipped further into her thirteen-year old pussy hole than usual. Not feeling a hymen, I must have looked puzzled. "Pens, pencils, cucumbers and bananas," she voluntarily explained. I was relieved she was still a virgin, maybe secretly hoping it would be me to take it someday and I proceeded to finger her in earnest. After a while, she had her strongest orgasm to date, and her secretions coated not only my finger but dripped onto my whole hand. Pulling away it was now my turn for a taste. I started by completely sinking my middle finger into my mouth and sucking it clean. Then I stuck out my tongue and licked my whole hand. Lindsey watched with curiosity. "So how do I taste?" she asked. "Sweet, like the nectar of the gods!" I exclaimed. Hearing this she leaped forward and gave me a big open- mouthed kiss. That both surprised and pleased me. I was really becoming quite fond of Lindsey. *** That next night, Lindsey was determined to taste even more of my cum. This time instead of letting my cum shoot onto the grass, she cupped her other hand over my cockhead and captured all of the cum in her hand. I was as surprised as she with the amount of cum that formed a pool in her palm. It was difficult keeping it from spilling out as she lifted it to her mouth and dripped it in. Lindsey seemed to be quite taken by the taste as she greedily swallowed and then licked her hand clean. I then took my turn to get another taste of her sweet pussy juice. This time I got two of my fingers into her little pussy hole. After swooshing them around, I too was able to transfer more of her pussy juice to my taste buds. Things proceeded the same for the next week with both of us not only enjoying the sight, but also the taste of each other's bodies. One night she changed things up a little more. While Lindsey was pumping my cock in order to get her nightly taste of cum, she kneeled in front of me and continued stroking. When she saw my balls tighten-up and knew I was ready to cum, she opened her mouth to capture my seed directly. Her aim wasn't that good, and I blasted most of my cum all over her tiny titties. That didn't seem to disappoint her much. She moved her hands towards her chest and rubbed my cum all over her mounds and nipples, like some exotic lotion. There was still enough on her hands to satisfy her nightly taste craving. The next night, she figured out a better way to taste me. As Lindsey was in front of me on her knees pumping, she placed the very tip of my cock onto her slightly open lips. This allowed her to capture all of my cum. And though I wanted to ram my cock into her mouth in this position, somehow I resisted. I too wanted to taste more of her juices yet there were limits to how much I could capture on my hand. Surprisingly it was Lindsey who came up with a solution. She suggested that if I kneeled in front of her and put my mouth on her pussy while fingering her, I could get a better taste. We quickly changed places to give it a try. With her legs spread I placed my mouth directly on her pussy opening. I felt her soft, moist pubic hairs on my lips. I had to resist the urge to lick her but I knew Lindsey was not yet ready for oral sex and I didn't want to rush things. I kept my mouth open and over her pussy hole, while I fingered it with two fingers while rubbing her clit with my thumb. It wasn't long before she was in the grips of an orgasm. As her insides quivered, I felt an increased flow of her juices wash into my mouth. In the excitement, I thrust my tongue up into her pussy hole to lap up ever last ounce. It was more than I ever tasted before. She seemed to like that. This became our new practice. I didn't think our nighttime walks could get much better and then Lindsey added one more twist to the ritual. *** One night, after Lindsey had captured my cum in her mouth while kneeling before me, I needed to pee. She grabbed my cock as usual but instead of getting up and out of the way, she stayed on her knees in front of me. As I leaned sideways and started to pee, Lindsey shifted in front and while holding onto my cock, she directed it to her open mouth. By now her aim was better and she captured all of it in her mouth. Then she looked at me with another sly grin as she swallowed. "Have I managed to shock you yet Fred?" she asked. "I don't know if anything you do can shock me Lindsey?" I answered. "Prove it!" she said, standing up and spreading her legs. I knew what she wanted me to do and I didn't want her to think I was shocked at anything. I kneeled in front of her and put my mouth on her pussy. Soon I felt her warm pee filling my mouth. With one big gulp I swallowed it down my throat. Lindsey seemed genuinely pleased and gave me another of her passionate open-mouthed kisses. The taste of the combination of our cum and pee almost turned me on again right then. After a while, we cleaned up at the fountain and walked back home. Even though we had had neither real oral sex nor intercourse, I had been nastier with Lindsey than any other girl I had ever been with. We continued for several more weeks but then it started to be too cold out for our nightly walks. We agreed to get together inside if either my wife or her parents left the house. We anxiously waited for the time when this would happen. 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 83