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Diary of a Little Slut (Mg,pedo)

Introduction: A single guy is invited to babysit an 8yo little girl and he ends up fucking her.

Author: Anonymous

I couldn’t believe how incredibly sexy she was. It’d been more than 2 years since I’d last seen her. Since I’d last touched her, tasted her. And now here she was once more, her brown eyes matching the smile that crossed her lips. She wore a cute little pink dress that was about half a size too small and I could make out what I thought were dark blue panties beneath it. I wondered silently if she’d chosen dark underpants on purpose, knowing full well my gaze would drift towards her hot little ass before long. I decided to ask her, but it would have to wait.

For now, Chantelle’s mother stood there with her, thanking me for taking the 8-year old in for the day and admonishing the little girl to behave before finally turning and hurrying off to work.

I closed the door and turned to go up the stairs and was pleasantly surprised to see Chantelle standing there inching her dress upwards.

-“God, I’m so fucking horny!” she told me, and then quickly added “Uh oh. I said a naughty word. You gonna spank me?”

I smiled at the little nymph and took her into my arms. God, she felt so good! We kissed like a couple of horny teenagers. I pulled her dress up and grabbed that sweet ass, lifting her off the ground as she threw her arms around my neck, her tongue practically half-way down my throat. I carried her up the stairs and sat her on the edge of the couch as I broke off our kiss and settled to my knees.

I pulled her panties down and off, then spread her legs and lowered my head so that her bald pussy was right in front of my face. I grabbed one ass-cheek in each hand and lifted to get a taste of her forbidden, underage fruit.

It was even better than I remembered. The last time I’d been able to eat Chantelle’s sweet little snatch was just before her 6th birthday. At that point, I’d known the little girl and her mother and sister, Kelly, for a couple of years and had been happily molesting Chantelle for most of that time. From the first time, when she was a mere 3-years old, she’d loved it. I made no pretence about what I wanted from her the first time her mother had left the little girl with me to watch for the day. Her mother had been gone less than five minutes before I’d had Chantelle’s pull-ups around her ankles and was gently fondling her puffy little cunt. From then on, she was more than happy to strip down for me and let me have my way with her.

As time went on, I introduced my little lover to oral sex both as giver and receiver. She took to sucking cock quite nicely. At first, of course, she couldn’t get much of my 8″ dick into her mouth, but as she got more and more practice, she began to take more and more of it in and before long was deepthroating me without a second thought. It was wonderful.

Kelly was nearly 2 by then and I’d begun to notice her too and had even introduced Chantelle to the idea of a threesome with her little sister. She was excited about it, particularly after seeing pictures and video clips of kiddy threesomes I’d downloaded from the internet. Things were definitely looking good for this pedophile!

And that was when they moved. The girls’ mother got a better paying job and wanted to live in a better neighborhood clear across town. I made sure to let her know that I was still available to babysit, but it just wasn’t feasible after they moved. I got the occasional phone call from them, just to say hello, but aside from once seeing the mom in the mall once, didn’t see any of them until today, after getting a call to say that the regular babysitter wasn’t available and it was urgent. Kelly was at her father’s, but Chantelle (who had a different father) had nowhere to go.

Chantelle’s pussy was good and wet. I drank up every last drop of her sweet kiddy-juice and slowly inserted my middle finger. I went slow at first. This wasn’t Chantelle’s first time being finger-fucked by an adult – far from it – but it had been awhile and the last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. Before long, I was fingering her like I had hundreds of times before and when I wasn’t busy sucking on or lapping at her clit, I was talking nasty to her.

“You like that, don’t you? You like feeling my finger sliding in and out of your tight little cunt, huh?”

Chantelle hadn’t forgotten the naughty words she’d liked to use back when she was but a first-grader. “Mmmm yeah! Shove that finger into me! Fuck me with it! I LOVE it!”

I moved up the little girl’s body and whispered in her ear, “Do you think you’re ready for something bigger, babygirl? Hmm? Is my little girl ready to feel my hard cock in her little-girl pussy?”

We’d both stopped our sex-play and Chantelle looked into my eyes. “I think so,” she said quietly “but can I suck it first?”

I stood up in answer and watched as the little goddess got to her knees and first unzipped my jeans, then pulled them and my underwear down to my ankles. She grasped my hard cock in one hot little hand, reminding me of the days when the little cutie had to useboth of them to handle me, and without hestitation took me into her mouth.

I groaned as I watched the entire length of my cock disappear between Chantelle’s lips. If I didn’t know any better, I’d have said that it had only been days since she’d last tasted man-meat. I knew it wouldn’t take long before I filled that hungry little mouth with my hot cum.

I put my hands on the little girl’s head and talked more shit to her. “That’s it baby! Suck that hard cock! Oh yeah! I love seeing a sexy little girl suck my cock! You’re such a great little cocksucker! I can’t wait to fuck that hot little pussy of yours!”

Chantelle responded by sucking harder and faster. She was as eager to taste my load as I was to give it to her. She gently fondled my balls with one hand while the other firmly gripped the base of my cock. I looked down as Chantelle’s lips moved back and forth along the length of my swollen member. If there was one thing that could send me over the edge quickly, it was the site of a sexy little girl with a hard adult cock in her mouth.

I stared into Chantelle’s eyes and began fucking her hot little mouth. “Get ready, babygirl! I’m gonna cum! Gonna fill that sweet little mouth full of my hot cum! Nnnngg!! Mmmmyeah! Oh god! Gonna shoot my load right into a little girl’s mouth!”

I pulled back until the tip of my cock was just inside the little girl’s mouth as my cum boiled over into it. Chantelle worked hard to gobble it all up as fast as she could, but my sticky semen still dribbled from the corners of the little girl’s mouth. When I was done, I turned and collapsed onto the couch and Chantelle moved to between my legs to lick the last of my seed from my spent cock. That done, the 3rd grader began to lick her way down to my asshole, knowing it was the easiest way to keep my cock good and hard for her.

I smiled to myself. I had it made. Here, this little sweetheart knew exactly what it took to please me. Not only that, but she WAS exactly what pleased me: A horny little girl. I’d been lucky enough to have molested dozens of sexy little girls in my lifetime. I’d tasted pussy of all ages; from the sweet & sour taste of hot baby cunt only 8 months old to the sopping-wet cunt of girls 13 years old, who knew exactly what they wanted. All things considered, Chantelle really wasn’t much different than any of those other girls, but she had knack for giving pleasure like none of the others. I’d never hidden the fact that I was bisexual from any of my little-girl lovers. I’d had my ass fingered and dildo-fucked by most of them. I’d swallowed my own cum from plenty of little-girl mouths, but still, Chantelle was different somehow. If ever there was someone who was a natural at giving and receiving sexual pleasure, Chantelle was her.

Now, she tongued my asshole like an old pro. One hand was constantly either stroking my cock or fondling my sensitive balls.

She looked up at me and said, “I want that big ol’ cock deep inside me. You ready to feel my tight little virgin cunt around it?”

I couldn’t say anything. I simply nodded, then watched as Chantelle stood up, then climbed on top of me and gave my cock a little kiss.

I was transfixed on her fingers. Sure, I’d seen them wrapped around my cock more times than I could count, but never as she prepared to be impaled upon it. She wore pink nail polish and the nails themselves gave away the fact that she was still just a child, chewed or cut too short, the way little girls’ nails usually are.

She held my cock up straight and slowly lowered herself onto it. There was a little resistance as my thick cock tried to make it’s way inside the little girl, but Chantelle’s pussy was wet in anticipation of her first fuck. As has happened every time I fucked a little girl in the past, I nearly came the instant my cock started to sink into her. God, she was so TIGHT!

For her part, Chantelle was taking it all much better than many of the other little girls I’d diddled over the years. Instead of the usual grimace the momentary pain of breaking a hymen usually brought to the faces of the others, Chantelle face maintained a look of total pleasure as her hot little cunt slowly devoured my cock. As with the others, when the little girl was finally seated firmly on top of me, my cock buried all the way inside her, Chantelle paused for a moment and stared down between her legs as if not believing they’d managed to get something that big all the way inside.

I knew exactly what she was feeling. No matter how many times I fuck a little girl, and no matter how old they are at the time, I’ll always pause a moment after initially my cock sinks all the way into them. The contrast is just too stark to overlook: a hairy, rigid penis buried to the hilt inside a tight, underaged, hairless little-girl pussy. No matter how many times I see it, it will forever remain a thing of beauty, like seeing your first sunset or watching a flower in bloom.

When Chantelle was comfortable upon my cock, she slowly raised herself up and then lowered herself again. Her gaze was locked between her legs the whole time.

It was slow at first, but eventually, my hot little 8-year old lover was riding my cock like a seasoned pro. Her pussy was one of the tightest I’d ever had the pleasure of fucking. If I hadn’t already cum in her mouth, I’d have blown my load into the little girl long ago. As it was though, I managed to hang on as I watched that sweet little hairless pussy slide up and down my cock.

Finally, I knew I could hold out no longer. I pulled my hot little underaged lover’s face to mine and kissed her deeply while keeping one hand on her sexy little ass. My tongue snaked into her eager mouth while my erect cock exploded inside her tiny pussy. Pulse after pulse of sticky semen filled her cunt.

The look on Chantelle’s face was one of pure ecstasy. At that moment, it didn’t matter that I was 33-years old and she was just a little girl. The fact that she was only 8 most certainly DID occur to me; if it didn’t, I probably wouldn’t have been a pedophile. But I was and I am. And as I pumped my seed into Chantelle, nothing else mattered.

After Chantelle had her own orgasm, she collapsed breathless on top of me. I held her tight for what seemed like eternity but in reality was no more than ten minutes. Finally she raised her head and gazed at me the way only a lover can.

When she finally spoke, she said “Oh. My. God. That was incredible! I can’t believe how good that felt! Oh my god! Mom said it was gonna be amazing, but she didn’t say it would be like THAT! Oh my god!”

At first nothing that she said registered. The thing that no one but a pedophile seems to understand is that sex is as natural to someone who’s 3-years old as it is to someone who’s 30. And when they experience it for the first time, the reaction is pretty much the same: much more pleasurable than they’d ever thought it would be. I wasn’t surprised at what Chantelle had to say about it; judging by how much she’d enjoyed our sex play years earlier, I had no doubt that she’d thoroughly enjoy actual intercourse. It wasn’t until she looked at me with the look of someone caught in a lie that what she said finally sank in.

“You MOTHER??!?” I said. “Your MOTHER??!?!? She knows??”

In spite of how much I enjoyed the way her young pussy felt around my cock, I felt it wilt inside of Chantelle. This was the last thing I needed; I mentally began making a list of every child-sex-related item I had in the house; the videos on tape, the stuff I’d downloaded over several years, the little girls’ panties I’d kept after sexing the little beauties up. All gone to pot now, it seemed.

“No!” Chantelle yelled, despite being inches from my face.
“She doesn’t know about you! Honest!”

I was pissed off by then. “Well what the fuck DOES she know?” I demanded.

Tear welled up in Chantelle’s eyes. “I didn’t tell her anything!” she sobbed. “I swear!”

I took a deep breath. “Okay,” I said. “What did you tell her?”

Taking a breath of her own, Chantelle began. “Well, after we moved and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to have our special times together, I started to think of what you used to talk about. You know, about how much fun it would be to… you know, have sex with me and Kelly at the same time.”

Oh no. I had a funny feeling I knew where this was going and, in spite of the fact that thinking about it was turning me on, wasn’t sure I liked it.

“So, I um… you know…” Chantelle continued.

“Tell me.” I said.

“Well, after Mom put us to bed, after Kelly wasn’t in her crib any more, I started to do stuff with her.”

My cock was hardening quickly. “What kind of stuff?” I asked.

Chantelle turned away from me and focused on a plant in the corner. “You know. The stuff you used to do to me. I took her diaper off and did those things.”

I began caressing her baby-soft ass and gently moving my hips up and down as my cock hardened inside her. “You played with her pussy?” I asked.

“Uh-huh.” Chantelle answered. Her breathing was coming in short gasps. She was as turned on as I was at the thought of the sex play she enjoyed with her little sister.

“What else?” I wanted to know. “Did you lick her pussy the way I used to lick yours? Did you finger-fuck your baby sister?”

Chantelle began moving her own hips up and down in response to my movements. “Uh-huh. I licked her pussy like you used to lick mine.”

My cock was fully erect again and I was all-out fucking the hot little 8-year old on top of me. I was ramming my cock as deep into Chantelle as I possibly could and she was taking it.

“So what happened?” I panted. “Did your mother catch your? Did she walk in on your while you were lapping at your baby sister’s cunt? Huh?? Is that what happened?”

Chantelle couldn’t speak. Like me, she was too close to the edge now for something that required as much concentration as something as simple as talking did. I fucked the little girl hard and french-kissed the same hot mouth that had gone down on her own sister. God, how I envied her at that moment! It didn’t take long before I was emptying my third load of cum into the little girl’s body.

When it was over, Chantelle again lay panting on top of me, totally spent. When she managed to catch her breath, she told me about how her mother had caught her diddling her little sister six months earlier, and although she’d grilled the 7-year old about where she’d learned to do such things, Chantelle hadn’t breathed a word about the things we’d done together as neighbors.

Her mother hadn’t been satisfied though, and continued to question Chantelle about her knowledge, hoping to catch her in a lie. It continued until one night, a week ago. when her mother had gone out drinking. She’d come home late that night and had gotten Chantelle out of bed and again questioned her.

“Tell me, you little slut!” she’d said. “I want to know where you learned that shit! Little girls don’t just eat their sisters out out of the blue!”

Chantelle had said nothing, hoping that her mother would stop. Instead though, the 24-year old mother began undressing. “Ok then. If that’s the way you want it. You want to eat pussy? Huh? Fine! You’re gonna eat mine!”

Chantelle had been scared at first, but as her mother forced the little girl’s head between her legs, Chantelle finally relented and had gone down on her mother.

According to the little girl on top of me, her mother had been almost violent at first. But as the little girl’s tongue worked it’s magic on the older woman’s cunt, the mother had settled back to thoroughly enjoy her daughter’s oral minstrations.

Chantelle’s mother orgasmed on the tip of her daughter’s tongue and then promptly passed out. It wasn’t until the day before yesterday that the subject of that night’s activities had come up again.

“It was Steve, wasn’t it?” her mother had asked, referring to me. “Don’t even bother answering me. I know it was. And you know how I’m gonna find out?”

Chantelle shook her head.

“He’s gonna babysit you. And when you come home with cum on your breath or dripping from your pussy, I’ll know!”

And so here we were. Chantelle worried about what was gonna happen when her mother discovered that it really was me who’d been diddling her daughter and had taught her the things she’d done with her little sister.

I wasn’t thinking about it that way though. I was thinking about a woman who’d been so desperate that she’d forced her own daughter to eat her out. A woman who had everything to lose if I were to convince her daughter to go public with such information. And I was confidant in my ability to convince Chantelle to do just that if need be.

It wouldn’t be long, I knew, before I was in little-girl pussy heaven with both Chantelle and her 4-year old sister, Kelly – and with the blessing of their mother.

** END **

Disclaimer: Story based on fantasy and protected by European free speech law.

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