("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `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 © 2015. Please do not remove the author information nor make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------- The Pedo Files - 4 by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com) *** As an author myself, I found that many stories on the Internet of men with young girls seemed improbable. I posted a message on a pedophile discussion forum and asked men to give me real accounts of how they came to have sex with young teen girls. I then published these stories. Part 4 is the story of how Dr. Drake, an Adolescent Psychologist, learns the benefits of counseling vulnerable teen girls. (Mf, ped, mast, oral) *** Part 4 - The Adolescent Psychologist My name is... well just call me Dr. Howard. I am thirty- five years old and married. I have been an Adolescent Psychologist for six years. During that time I have treated boys and girls ages thirteen through eighteen on all types of problems. I never looked at the girls sexually before - until recently that is! My interest started slowly. A peek through the open button on a fifteen-year olds' blouse, a nipple poking through the tube top of a thirteen-year old, the thighs of a sixteen-year old, and the panties up the skirt of a fourteen-year old on my couch. All these led me to start looking at young girls differently. I started focusing on the sexuality of my female patients, studying their breasts, straining to see their cameltoes, imagining what they looked like naked. Surprising to me, it wasn't just the older sexy girls that caught my interest; some of younger ones, thirteen or so turned me on even more. As a psychologist, I tried to understand it. But since I couldn't, I merely suppressed my urges, that is until Julie came along... *** Julie was a thirteen-year old referred to me by her parents. It seems she has been obsessed with sex since her reached puberty at eleven. Over the last few years her parents had caught her viewing Internet porn regularly, compulsively masturbating, and having sex, both oral and intercourse, at home and at school. They had taken her to numerous counselors and their church minister to no avail. They put her on the pill as a safeguard against pregnancy. I was their last hope. They referred to her as a nymphomaniac. Actually the clinical term for her disorder is not nymphomania, but female hyper-sexuality. It is defined as an excessive sexual desire in a female, an excessive preoccupation with sex, and an insatiable desire for sexual satisfaction in a female. It is an obsessive/compulsive disorder, treated by first identifying the sexual behavior and then getting the patient to realize it has to stop. When Julie came to my office for her first appointment, I could tell just by her appearance that I was going to have my hands full. First of all, she was a beautiful girl about four feet, eight inches with brown hair and brown eyes. She had cute 32B breasts, long legs, and a nice round butt. She was wearing a mini dress that barely covered her crotch with a top so tight her braless breasts, even though small, were straining to bust out. When I asked her where she wanted to sit, she immediately plopped down on the couch on her back. She didn't care that her dress rode up and I could see the crotch of her panties as she spread her legs. (Who was I to tell her how to sit?) I started the session with getting to know more about her and then I asked, "Julie, why do you think you're here?" "Because my parents think I'm a nymphomaniac," she answered. "And why do you think they think that?" I asked. "Well they've caught me looking at pictures on the Internet of people having sex," she said. "And do you see anything wrong with doing that?" I asked, hoping she would see it was an unacceptable behavior. "If it is so wrong, why are there so many pictures out there?" she asked. "I have found hundreds, no thousands of sex sites. Are that many people wrong?" She had me there. "OK then," I continued, "Your parents told me you masturbate a lot. Why?" "Well heck, it feels good. Everybody I know masturbates. It doesn't hurt anyone. I bet even you masturbate. In fact I bet you wouldn't care if I masturbated right here in front of you?" she said. With that, Julie lifted her dress further up. I got a good look at what she was wearing. It was a cotton thong, which barely covered her thirteen-year old pussy. She put her hand on crotch and rubbed her fingers back and forth across her white, cotton covered pussy. Soon I saw a wet spot starting to appear and could smell her arousal. She stopped for a moment to lift off her dress. As I noticed before, she wasn't wearing a bra and I got a great look at her 32B breasts. She turned for a moment, showing me how the thong barely covered her round butt, all the while continuing to rub herself. As she did, she stared at me seductively, trying to gage my reaction. All I could do was try to hide the bulge in my pants. Seeing this, she lifted her butt and slid the thong completely off. Then she turned towards me and spread her legs. I got my first look at completely naked teen and her thirteen-year old pussy. It was more than I could have hoped for. Her pussy was just starting to get plush. The pubic area was covered by light brown hair. The hood of her clitoris stuck out at the top of her outer lips. Julie reached down and started rubbing her swollen clitoris. As both her inner and outer lips spread wide, her vaginal entrance splayed open. She took her other hand, and placed a finger inside it. Julie pumped and rubbed at the same time and soon erupted in a vibrant orgasm. It took me a while to think of how to respond. "You're right," I said. "Everybody masturbates. But you're also having sex? Don't you think you're a bit too young for that?" "Doc, why don't you tell me? Come here and you tell me if I'm too young for sex?" she asked, spreading her legs even wider. I watched in awe as her pussy lips spread open revealing her moist vaginal opening. My preoccupation with thinking about young girls lately must have clouded my judgment right there. As I went over to her she unbuckled my belt and pulled off my pants, underwear, and the rest of my suit. My seven-inch penis was rock hard. Then she leaned forward and gobbled my cock into her mouth. It was the hottest mouth I ever felt. She started to suck in and out at a frenzied pace. I knew I wouldn't last too long so I pulled away and got onto the couch between her legs. Julie knew exactly what she wanted and placed the tip of my penis at her vaginal opening. I also knew what I wanted, pushed forward and slid all the way into her thirteen-year old pussy. With that, this little nympho went wild. She started bucking her pelvis up onto mine. I started pumping in and out at a furious pace, surprised that I didn't cum immediately. Soon her body was shaking in one orgasm after another. Clinically she must have also been hyper- orgasmic. She raised her legs up in the air and wrapped them around me. I was as deep inside a pussy as I ever was. The walls of her inner vaginal canal squeezed my cockhead to the point of no return. I felt rope upon rope, of thick, hot semen shooting deep into her pussy. When I pulled out, I watched as my cream pie flowed out of her pussy onto the couch. (I had better think of an explanation for my cleaning service.) As we put on our clothes, she was the first to speak. "So what do you think, Doc?" she asked. "I think you will need counseling every week," I answered. "But my family can't afford it," she said. "Tell them it will be Pro Bono," I said. *** I got to "counsel" Julie every week, for several years. I never did cure her nymphomania. I'm sure all the boys at her school were happy about that. Though my experiences with Julie, I also learned how to "counsel" other young teenage girls with problems such as self esteem, body image, and peer acceptance. I was quite happy I chose this profession. And as a psychologist, I finally understood why me and other grown men are attracted to young girls. It's not a disorder at all. It's basic developmental psychophysiology. You see when men look at young girls, they regress back to the time of their sexual peak, young adolescence. Boys, now men, remember the cheerleaders, the schoolgirls, and the teenage girls of their youth. These were strong mental images at the most impressionable time in a boys' life. Even then, society repressed those adolescent urges, telling us it was wrong to think about or act on sex. Now these urges flare up later in life. Maybe if we weren't so repressed as adolescents... As a psychologist, I'm just saying. More accounts to come... *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* 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 85