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Encounters With A Thirteen-Year Old Exhibitionist - 1
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)
***
This is the story of my encounter with a thirteen-year
old exhibitionist who I discovered walking naked in the
neighborhood. 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...
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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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