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Jailbait
by Yoni (yoni13g@gmail.com)
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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)
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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?
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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.
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