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 A Trip Worth Taking; Part 1
Tags: M/F-oral, g-piss, F/g, inc, ped, public, voyeur
Moving into a new town after what had been a middle-of-the-road life in
the town I was born in, but no longer felt like I was going to improve upon
much of anything in my OLD life--but as I had been trying to make my NEW
life in a new town, I found things were about as difficult as one would

expect.

   Loving the Oregon Coast as a kid, from many camping trips and vacations
with my parents and older siblings, I knew I was making a smart choice as I
headed towards the North coast's Lincoln County.  But since I hadn't found
a fair-priced apartment, I was left to driving my mid-90's pickup, towing
my older travel trailer which had been my home since I'd moved out of my
old place, and paid for a reserved spot in a nice campground--with full
hookups as I was NOW living out of the trailer.

   Waking up and checking my cellphone to see a missed text sometime
earlier in the morning, I saw it was just after 8 am, and could tell from
the pile of dirty clothes that I'd piled on the floor next to the small
sofa, that it was time to do laundry.

   Getting dressed in my mostly-clean clothes I'd been wearing the last
couple of days, I grabbed a fresh trash bag and loaded it with my dirties,
slipped my sandals on, and headed out to my truck in the cool, foggy
morning air.

   The smell of the nearby salt air was refreshing, and a few nearby
campfires added to the pleasant aroma of my makeshift residence.  In one of
the nearby campsites a mother, who's size and shape were nearly-perfect,
with her Daughter, who were making breakfast on a propane stove--the little
daughter, looking giddy as she watched her Mom cook pancakes--she looked to
be about 7 or 8, and I found myself thinking about how much I was like her
when I was her age camping.

   Drawing my attention back to my needing-to-be-laundered clothes, I
headed to the truck and slipped the bag in the back end--suddenly I heard a
*THUD* and turned to see the little girl on the dirt, looking at a spilled
plate of pancakes and bacon, then she erupted in loud cries.

   Her mom picked her up, and held her, calming her down, and kissing her
on the cheek--then I noticed--and I don't know WHY it caught my
attention--as the Mom held her daughter's tiny little ass with her hand,
the daughter's tiny P.J.  pants tightly snug against her little cheeks,
which made my cock slowly begin to swell.

   Thoughts I'd NEVER thought were filling my head--no where in my life
before had I found myself almost entranced by such a young girl, a child,
or as I knew in the online (as well as illegal) Porn sites I'd see flashing
by as I frequented the LEGAL sites of your typical/over-done videos of
woman, MY age, fucking, sucking, etc--but I had wandered to some of the
"role playing" or "fantasy" videos of girls dressed in younger-girl looks,
OR even enjoying some of the "infantilism" and such videos.



   Gathering myself, I slipped back into my trailer, grabbed my wallet,
keys, and phone, and locked the door before getting into my truck and
heading out of the campground.  Still smelling the cooking food from the
area, I decided breakfast wasn't going to slip past me, and as soon as I
hit the nearby main road I set my course for a small row of shops about 1/2
a mile away, where I knew there was a few places to eat.

   20 or so minutes later I pulled into an empty spot and before I went for
my bag of dirty clothes in the back, I smelled the food being served in a
quaint little "Cafe" which had a BIG sign on the outside advertising their
Pancakes and Sausage "Deal of the Day", so I headed in.

   "Hey, can I help you?" one of the waitresses, an older woman, asked.

   "Mmmm...those pancakes smell great...!" I smiled, getting her to
chuckle.

   "Best in town!" she declared as she took a menu from the counter and led
me to an open booth.  I sat down, took the menu from her, and gazed around
at the knick-knacks, and pieces of nautical items and driftwood decorating
the place.  "Drink?"

   "O.J." I replied, "...and I'll take the Deal of the Day..." I added,
handing her the menu.

   "Comin' up." she smiled back, as she walked back towards the kitchen.



   As I sat in the booth, replying to a few texts from friends back home, I
heard the door's jingly bells open, and looked up to see the Mom from the
nearby campsite walking in, followed by the little girl--who I could tell
had been crying shortly before they came in.

   "Annika...calm down please..." I heard the Mom say to her daughter, who
wiped her face and looked over at me, her sad face breaking my heart.

   "Good Morning!" the same waitress greeted them as she walked over.

   "Hi...is there a booth?" the Mom asked.

   The waitress looked back at my, then I realized I was the lone SINGLE
customer in a booth built for a Family.  "Well..." I heard the waitress
begin, but then I stood up.

   "They can have this booth--I'll just move to the counter..." I smiled as
I saw a few empty chairs up next to the dining counter.

   The Mom, and her daughter Annika, walked over to the booth.  "Are you
sure?" she aksed me.

   "Not a problem...just me..." I nodded, then looked at Annika and my
heart melted as she half-smiled up at me--her shorter-length light brown
hair, beautiful greenish eyes, and a face that looked to be carved out of
pristine marble--I felt like I was gazing at an angel.

   "Well, I hate to be a burden, we can share the booth...?" she asked,
inviting me with an equally beautiful smile, looking like an older version
of her daughter, and probably around her late 20's.  So I sat back down,
and the pair sat across from me, Annika getting in first after the Waitress
brought a booster seat.  I couldn't help but watch as she scooted into the
booth, and I caught a peek at her little ass, seeing the outline of her
panties through her tight'ish pants.  "My name's Anne..." she added, making
me look away from Annika.

   "Name's Nate..." I smiled, as I was about to offer a handshake, when I
saw the waitress coming over with my plate of breakfast, and my cup of
O.J..

   "Here ya' go..." the waitress smiled setting my food down, "...what
about you two?" she then asked the Anne.

   "Pancakes and bacon..." Anne began, then looked over at Annika who was
already destracted by the cup of Crayolas and the placemat, "...kids
Pancakes and eggs for her..." she said, shaking her head with a smile at
her daughter's "artistic talent", "And a couple of milks."

   "No prob...be ready shortly." the waitress smiled as she walked back
off.

   I knew I should've been the Gentleman, but my hunger was overbearing, so
I dove into my stack, not even adding syrup, and enjoyed the first bite of
the pancakes.  "Mmm..." I softly hummed, hearing a tiny laugh escaping from
the corner of the booth.  Looking up I saw Annika looking at me.

   "You like pancakes?" her tiny voice asked, a wider smile on her face
making my heart skip a beat.

   I nodded, "Oh yeah...my favorite thing in the world!", lying a bit, but
I couldn't help but love her smiling face.

   "Aren't you camping next to us?" Anne asked me,"...I couldn't help but
notice you this morning..."

   "Yep, I take it your own attempt at breakfast wasn't a successful one?"
I asked, getting Anne to laugh at my dry humor.

   "Not my strength...but little Anni wanted pancakes, and I heard from a
few "neighbors" that this place was the best place..." Anne replied,
admitting defeat in her trials of cooking.

   "If it makes you feel better, these really ARE the best pancakes I've
had..." I chuckled, getting Anne to laugh louder, and gently and playfully
slap my wrist, which made her freeze and almost jump.

   "S..sorry..." she said, apologizing for no real reason in my opinion.

   "No need to apologize..." I smiled, reassuring her as I placed a hand on
hers, feeling her smooth skin, and getting her to smile once more.  We
wound up making eye contact, and I could've swore all time slowed down as
we looked into each other's eyes.

   Several minutes later, after we'd all ate but were still sitting in the
booth, I looked over at Annika who was now coloring on a printed-out
coloring sheet with some Cartoon characters on it.

   "She's always loved to color..." Anne explained as we watched Annika
color inside the lines, and clearly knew which colors to use in the right
spots on the page.  Suddenly she looked up at me and showed me her
progress.

   "See!" she cheered, proud of her work.

   "Nice job...!" I smiled, enthralled by her smile, and loving the her
toothy grin with a few baby teeth still inside.

   "Good job Anni..." Anne smiled at her daughter, lifting Annika over into
her lap, and hugging her from behind.  "You like your pancakes?" she asked.

   "Mm-hmm...they were good...can we go to the ocean now?" Annika asked, as
she was beginning to fidget from sitting for so long.

   "You need to go potty?" Anne quietly asked her daughter, who simply
nodded and jumped down to the floor.  "Hold on..." she added, as she stood
up, and got the waitresses attention.  "Excuse me...where are your
bathrooms?"

   "Over there...but one's out of order..." the waitress explained,
pointing down a small corridor.

   "Let's go Anni..." Anne smiled, taking her daughter's hand, and heading
towards the restrooms.

   Moments later, as I felt the O.J.  tingling my bladder, I left the booth
and headed towards the restrooms, knowing Anne and Annika were in the
remaining functional one, so I stood off to the side, waiting, when I
suddenly heard Annika's little laughter, and Anne say something
quietly--almost secretly--from inside the restroom.

   Stepping closer, but not too close to be seen from any watching eyes, I
noticed the door was slightly loose, a busted lock or something, and could
see just a crack inside the room--then I saw something I'd never have
imagined--Annika sitting on the toilet seat, her little pants and panties
both off, just her shirt covering her little chest, while Anne rubbed the
inner thighs of her daughter--then she moved her face closer, looking
obviously RIGHT at Annika's little slit, and kissing it a few times, then
blowing kisses like on a child's belly button--getting Annika to giggle and
giggle.

   "Shh...shh...Mommy's girl likes cunny kisses..." Anne smiled as she
leaned up and kissed her daughter on the lips, and I could tell, barely,
that a tongue was wrestling another tongue--which made my cock instantly
swell, and my bladder shrink up, as focus now went elsewhere, and I no
longer had to piss.

   I kept a close eye, though maintaining a casual stance, then fished out
my cellphone and tried to act as if I was checking my messages--while I
activated the camera, and tried to snap a shot or two from the crack of
visibility--zooming in, and snapping a few quiet shots of the Mother
french-kissing her daughter, than one as Anne went back and rubbed Annika's
little slit once more, ALMOST hoping to see the assuredly wonderful site
for myself, but settling for the view I had.

   Seconds passed, and several shots accumulated on my phone, then I saw
Annika's little face turn away from her Mother, and peering right at me, or
at least through the cracked-open door, and a small giggle escape once
more. Quickly I turned away, and settled myself a few feet away, no longer
in the eyeshot of the restroom.

   About a minute later I heard the flushing of the toilet, and heard the
sink running, making me think about Annika's little slit, and wondering
what else had gone on in the restroom--thoughts about taboo and "perverted"
sexual desires entered my mind--thinking that maybe after years of bland,
average Porn online was a waste, admitting to myself that the "acted
incest" videos, and other wilder fetishes I'd been drifting into were just
a cover for what I truly found arousing--now wanting to dig deep online for
the more ILLEGAL stuff, which I knew wasn't usually that easy to find, and
would wind up getting me "in trouble" if ever traced.

   As I stood lost in thought, the restroom door opened and Anne and Annika
walked out, seeing me standing there.  "You need to go?" Anne asked me.

   "Oh...huh?" I asked, looking at Anne's face, and picturing it between
Annika's little legs, kissing a soft little girl slit--"cunny kisses" as I
heard her say.  "Yeah...be out in a second..." I smiled, as I walked into
the restroom, and felt my cock dribbling precum in my boxers, badly wanting
to whip my cock out and shoot a load or two, but wanting to bide my time,
and save "it" for later.  However, I still needed to piss, and seconds
later I felt the tingle return and did my business.

   Walking back to the booth, I saw Annika coloring once again, and Anne
sipping a cup of coffee.  She smiled at me.  "Coffee?" she asked me as I
sat back down across from the perverted-but-additionally-arousing Mother.

   "No thanks...not a fan..." I shook my head.

   "You wouldn't happen to know where a laundromat was, would you?" Anne
asked.

   "Down the road a ways...my family used to camp in the area when I was a
kid..." I replied, adding a bit of a boast in my voice, hoping she'd need a
"tour guide" of sorts.

   "Good...we forgot to pack enough, kinda in a hurry..." Anne replied.

   "I getcha...I never pack too much myself, usually not realizing what I
need then completely spacing about it..." I chuckled, "...I was actually
planning on hitting the Laundromat before heading back to the
campground..." I added.

   "Mommy said we're going to the Ocean..." Annika suddenly blurted,
looking up from her coloring.

   "You are huh?" I asked, seeing her smile once more, and once again
picturing her little lips kissing Anne's, and wondering if her little
tongue felt as soft as it looked.

   "We can, after we do our laundry, okay...besides, your swimsuit's all
dirty still..." Anne explained to her daughter.

   "I'm ready if you are...and it has been a while since I actually sat on
the sand..." I smiled, hoping my request to join them wouldn't be turned
down.

   "Let's go!" Anne smiled.

   Stepping out to the parking lot, I watched as Anne carried her daughter
over to a run-of-the-mill early 00's model, and turned to wave to me. 
"Which way!?" she asked across the distance.

   "Follow me...!" I replied, getting in my truck, and quickly starting it
up.

   Minutes later, being followed by Anne's car, I spotted the uphill
Laundromat, just outside another Campground I remembered as a kid, and
turned into it.  Finding a spot, I pulled in, and saw Anne pulling in next
to my truck.

   Getting out I grabbed my morning-mist soaked bag of dirties, and saw
Anne popping out, followed by Annika, who looked at me and smiled. 
"Mommy...did you bring my undies?" she asked her mother, which caught my
ear.

   "Anni..." Anne slightly scolded her open-mouthed daughter.  She looked
over at me, "Sorry Nate..." with a chuckle.

   Holding the door open for Anne, who was now carrying a pair of small
bags full of their own dirty laundry, I saw something fall onto the floor,
and immediately recognized what it was--a pair of tiny little panties,
obviously Annika's, which were a light blue with stripes on them--and my
cock swelled a little.  Anne spotted them, not noticing my own looks, and
grabbed them.

   Maintaining a casual smile as I walked past several other people in the
laundromat and saw an open Washing Machine, I fished into my pocket and
found a few quarters.  Seeing Anne trying to corral little Annika who was
playing with one of the rolling baskets, I tried not to think about the
pair in the bathroom back at the Cafe, and lifted my bag of dirty clothes
up to the Machine.

   Dumping my clothes inside, realized I'd need laundry soap, but before I
walked over to the small vending machine that dispensed all the soaps and
detergents, I heard Anne call my name.

   "Nate...you need soap?" she asked me, as she handed me a small bottle of
some name-brand detergent.

   "Thanks...I always forget it..." I chuckled lightly, then felt someone
run into my legs, looked down, and saw Annika rubbing her forehead and
looking back up at me.

   "Sorry..." she apologized, instantly embarrassed as she'd rammed into
me, then saw her Mom's look of anger/disapproval-mixed with a smile. 
"Sorry Mommy...."

   "Anni...get over here...if you can control yourself we'll head to the
beach...if not, we'll go back to the tent and you'll take a nap...." Anne
explained, lightly threatening her daughter, who I now desired to see in a
small swimsuit.

   "Okay..." Annika mumbled as she walked back to her Mother, who was
slipping one of the bags' contents into another Washing machine, which I
noticed were mostly of a little-girl size, knowing it was Annika's clothes,
and I couldn't help but get hard again as several pairs of tiny panties
were dumped into the machine.

   Then I saw one of the last things falling in--a tiny swimsuit--one
piece, but still something incredibly skimpy-looking, which was strapless
and seemed to be a little stretched thin, and worn out in a few spots.  My
cock swelled.

   Remembering my intentions, I poured some of the detergent into the
machine, slammed the quarters into the coin slot, and turned the machine
on--knowing it would take about an hour--so I walked over to an open chair
against the wall and grabbed a section out of a local Newspaper.

   Moments later I heard Anne sighing from across the room, and slip a few
quarters into one of the machines, then turn it on, but look suddenly
annoyed as she had filled a second machine with her own laundry, but was
probably out of change.

   "Need quarters?" I asked her, getting her attention.

   "Would you mind?" she asked.

   "No prob...payment for the soap..." I laughed as I fished out a couple
$1's and handed her them.

   "Thanks Nate..." she smiled as she walked over to a Change machine and
got the necessary currency.

   "Hi..." I suddenly heard Annika say to me as I read the paper.

   "Hey..." I smiled, seeing her smile back, and noticing a tooth missing,
which made her look even cuter(and a little more innocent).

   "Whatcha readin?" she asked back.

   "Paper..." I replied.

   "Can I sit next to you?" she asked.

   "Sure..." I smiled, clearing a seat for her, then she hopped into it,
and peaked at what I was reading.

   "I saw you..." she suddenly said.

   "Saw me?" I asked, wondering if she was talking about what I suddenly
thought she was talking about.

   "Yeah...but don't worry, Mommy doesn't know..." she quietly whispered
back to me, leaning in and giving me a bit of a thrill as she certainly
wasn't an ordinary little girl(well, OBVIOUSLY).

   Anne walked over, sat next to Annika, and grabbed one of the generic
magazines on the small coffee table.  "What are you two talking about?" she
asked, looking at her Daughter.

   "Nothin' Mommy..." Annika smiled, almost TOO innocently, then looked
back at me and winked.

   (SKIPPING FORWARD NOW--cause I'm sure you're ready for a little more,
right??)

   After I'd finished drying all I'd brought to the Laundromat, I slipped
it back inside my trash bag and set it inside my truck's cab.  Minutes
later, as a small sprinkling of rain started to dry-up, I heard Annika's
wonderful little laughter as she ran over to her Mom's car and quickly got
inside not wanting to get dripped on.

   "You still heading to the beach?" Anne asked as she walked towards her
car and spotted me.

   "Looks like the rain's clearing up---sure." I smiled back.

   "...I saw one not too far from here..." She said, pointing off in the
distance.

   "Yeah, about 1/2 a mile...follow me if you get lost..." I nodded, and
chuckled.



   Not too long later...

   Parking my truck in one of the many empty parking spots at the small
public beach, one of the many that speckled the area, I saw Anne's car
parking a few minutes later and sat in my cab, my cock swelling again with
the anticipation of seeing Annika in her cute, and most likely too-tight
swimsuit, imagining I'd see more than a little girl SHOULD be showing off,
especially in public--but I knew Anne was probably unconcerned with such
"trivialities".

   Reaching into my clean clothes and pulling out a pair of clean
swim/beach shorts and one of my clean towels I left my truck, after locking
up, and looked over just as Annika was flying out of her Mom's car, wrapped
in a large beach towel and holding a little bucket with a pail--then I saw
Anne--wearing a thin-strapped bikini top, and tight denim shorts which
showed off a the shape of her fine womanly ass cheeks.

   Anne saw me as she turned to lock her car, and smiled.

   The warm sand on the beach felt nice as I took my sandals off and took
in a deep breath of the ocean air--as relaxing and refreshing as ever.  I
heard Annika's little laughter as she ran down the few steps towards the
sand, and turned to see Anne carrying a beach blanket as well as a bottle
of sunscreen.

   "Gorgeous day, isn't it?" she asked me as I practically oggle'd her
small B-cup breasts, covered, and noticed her wink.  "...hard not to stare,
huh?" she laughed, admiring my gazing.

   "S..Sorry..." I grinned.

   "Hey, I'm flattered more than anything, nice to see a man who likes what
he sees....and why should a woman be SO modest...?" she asked, proving her
boldness, and enhancing my libido.

   "Mommy!" we both heard Annika exclaim as she ran towards us, with a
surprised smile on her little face.

   "What is it Anni?" Anne asked.

   "There are people here not wearing clothes..." Annika replied, which got
both of ours attention--and we could see a few women topless, as well as a
few men baring all.

   "Should we go?" I asked Anne, wondering just how "bold" she was in a
more public setting.  I looked back at her and saw her trying to hide what
I knew was a dirty thought, as she was covering a grin on her face.

   "It's fine...we'll just mosey down a bit further..." she replied,
pointing a hundred feet, or so, down the way where a few large boulders had
washed ashore ages earlier.

   Passing by the smattering of topless/partially-nude beach goers, a few
of whom were openly fondling one another--and even, as I noticed--a couple
younger teenagers, definitely NOT of legal age, but staring at a couple
pairs of perky tits on a girl around 13 or 14 made my cock return to full
size, and I knew I needed to ACTUALLY relieve the pressure soon.



   Arriving on the other side of the tall boulders, Anne spread out the
blanket and glanced up at the noticeable bulge in my jeans.  "You gonna
change into your shorts?" she asked me, as I could tell other things were
now clouding her head.

   I nodded, then glanced over at Annika, who was still wrapped in a towel.
"Annika?  You gonna wear that towel all day?" I asked the little girl,
who's body was engraved in my mind.

   "Anni...go ahead..." Anne suddenly said, taking my attention briefly,
then I watched as the over sized beach towel was dropped quickly to the
beach blanket Annika was standing on, "...she told me..." I heard the
Mother of the little cherub, who was now completely naked, showing her
little thin pale body.

   I slowly looked down the naked body of a 7 year old girl.  Her auburn
hair hovering over her shoulders, which lead down towards her thin arms,
draped on either side of her tiny little nipples, no bigger than a dime
with nubs poking slightly outward.  Further down her thin little belly with
a sweet little inny belly-button, which was only a few inches above a tiny,
hairless little slit which split her perfectly beautiful mound.  Her thin
little legs were just as sexy, and completing the whole splendor were her
tiny little bare toes, which made my harder than I'd ever been before.



   Hearing Anne's last few words made my heart skip a beat, but as I looked
over at the luckiest Mother I'd ever met, I saw her kind smile--nothing
overly erotic, or angry--just kind.  "It's okay...I grew up in a Naturist
family...and I wanted my daughter to learn that her body shouldn't be
something to be ashamed of, even when she's "too young" according to
religion or society's rules....taboos...all that stuff..." she explained,
making me feel like I'd found a woman who was easily the MOST open-minded
I'd ever met.  "You're okay with this...?"

   "She's beautiful...and...well, I'm..." I began trying to piece together
the words I wanted to say, still trying to speak while my brain was being
over-ran by my cock's "divining-rod-like" state.

   "Mommy...I like being in my Birthday suit....can I play in the water??"
Annika asked, twirling around in the cool air, spinning to show me her
tiny, round little ass cheeks, divided by a sweet little crack, which only
made the little girl even more attractive and splendid.

   "Sure...but stay close to us..." Anne replied, getting a giggle and
cheer from Annika, who in-all-her-glory ran over to the water and splashed
right in.  Anne looked back over at me, seeing I was watching the naked
little girl, and placed a hand on my arm.  "You're hard I bet..."

   I didn't hide myself anymore, turned towards her and abruptly kissed her
on the lips, getting her to pull tighter into me, and kiss me back--full
tongue--and wrap her arms around mine.  We kissed for what seemed like an
eternity, and I could feel her nipples poking me.  Breaking it off I smiled
at her, "...harder than I think I've ever been..." I laughed, incredibly
horny, then watched as she pulled off her tight shorts, showing she was
wearing a string thong that matched her top.  "...Damn..."

   "Mmm....fuck....I'm glad I went camping this weekend...." she chuckled
as she pulled off her top, bearing her perky and small tits, then kissing
me once again before directing the action and took over by undoing my
jeans, and in a flash freeing my cock.  "Mmm...." was all she said(well,
"mmm'ed") as she took my cock in her hand, and a second later swallowed it
into her mouth.

   "Ohh...." I grunted as her wet mouth surrounded my cock, and her tongue
flicked every millimeter of my length that was deep in her mouth, I knew I
wasn't going to last long, and felt my balls already tightening. 
"Sh...shhhitt....!!  I'm gonna cum...." I told her, then got a few bobs of
her mouth, followed by her pulling out.'

   Seconds later Annika, naked, erect little nipples, and soaking wet--as
well as a little sandy--ran back towards us, not even phased by her Mom
sucking my cock in front of her.  "Is she giving you kisses too?" she asked
me.

   "Yep baby...he likes them too..." Anne replied, as Annika ran over and I
watched as the pair kissed, I could see a bit of Annika's tiny tongue as it
escaped Anne's mouth, knowing she was giving her a taste of the precum I
was stll dripping.  "Mmm...." Anne smiled as she looked back up at me. 
"Anni, wanna watch us have more fun?  Or do you wanna play too?"

   "I wanna play too?  Can he give me cunny kisses??" Annika, a precocious
little 7 year old, asked as she looked up at me, her little tongue flicking
out of her mouth to lick a bit of saliva off her lips.

   The End of Part 1 (You know you'll see a Part 2!!)