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The Pedo Files - 1
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 1 is the story of how being a Youth Camp
Director led one man to a variety of sexual experiences
with teenage girls. (Mf, ped, 1st, mast)
***
Part 1 - The Youth Camp Director
Introduction:
As both an author and an avid reader of stories about
men having sex with young girls, many of the situations
seemed improbable to me.
I can't remember the last time I was in the park, met a
young girl, and took her home to screw, or the last time
a teen at the beach actually grabbed my penis.
The question lingered, in real life, how does a man
attracted to young girls ever really get to act on this
fantasy?
I posed this question on a pedophile discussion forum
and asked men to tell the truth about their encounters
with young girls.
I wanted to know what professions were best for meeting
young girls? I wanted to know how did these men begin
their relationships with them? And I really wanted to
know how did these relationships lead to sex?
One thing that many of the men had in common was that
most of them never considered underage girls sexually
until some circumstance made them look at young girls
differently.
In many cases this realization started by seeing a
chance photo on the Internet of a young teen model or
teen nudist.
In other cases it was by seeing first hand, how
provocative today's teens and tweens look in person.
Societies' sexualization of children is partially to
blame. The barrage of images of young girls in
miniskirts, bikinis, and leotards can tempt even the
most well-meaning man amongst us.
But their success in actually having sex with a young
girl was generally a result of career choices. Most were
in jobs, which put them in contact with young girls.
Very seldom did a random meeting ever lead to a sexual
encounter. The more girls a man was around, the more
likely it was that he could get them to have sex with
him, especially if he was in a position of authority.
I have compiled these accounts and the results have
shown what type of career or lifestyle choices are most
likely to lead to having sexual encounters with young
teens.
Here I have published twelve of my files, detailing the
firsthand accounts from men who shared their stories.
***
The Youth Camp Director
My name is Al. I am twenty-five years old. This is the
story of how I realized that youth camp was a great
place to be around young girls and even get to have sex
with some of them.
As a teen I was a counselor at a camp for teen boys and
girls. It was then I first started looking at young
girls sexually. The shear abundance of them made it hard
not to look at them that way.
For one thing the young girls spend most of the days in
short/shorts or bikini's. And in the summer they almost
never wore bras under their tee shirts.
Getting them to know and trust their counselor was also
easy. It was the first time many of the girls were on
their own without parental guidance.
And there was always the drama of girls being homesick
or isolated from their peers, needing the comfort of a
counselor. I was surprised how, as a counselor, the
girls confided in me and were open to my advice. Being
professional, I didn't think I would ever act
inappropriately. I was content to merely look and
fantasize.
These early experiences made me realize how much I liked
both outdoor activities and young girls so I majored in
Recreational Science at college.
After graduation I spent two years as an assistant. It
was always fun watching and being around young girls.
Finally I became Director of the Green Valley Youth Camp
in my town.
The Green Valley Youth Camp was for boys and girls aged
thirteen through sixteen. It provided recreational
experiences as well as life skills for the teens.
The boys and girls stayed in separate cabins clustered
on the west side. There were commons areas on the east
side. The commons areas included a lake with beach and
canoes, a soccer field, volleyball court, campfire pit,
multipurpose mess hall/craft center and my office, and
living quarters.
The showers consisted of a stand-alone building near the
cabins with a changing and showering section. The boys
and girls shared this facility at separate, designated
times.
The week before camp started, I had training sessions
with the counselors. There were, of course separate
counselors for the boys and girls. We went over
schedules, activities, and policies on safety, hygiene,
and the well being of the campers. As Director I
required them to send all campers with major problems to
me.
***
The first group of campers arrived on Monday. There were
an equal number of boys and girls
The first day went just fine except when it came to
evening girls' shower time. The water temperature had
been turned down for the off-season and I, as the person
in charge, had to turn it up.
The adjustment had to be made in the utility room
connected to the showers. Access was through an outside
doorway. As I was inside, adjusting the dials, I heard
the girls enter the facility.
Then I noticed something I never saw before.
It was the moment that confirmed that I was truly a
pedophile, or at the very least, a voyeur who likes
looking at young girls.
There were several circular spaces surrounding the
pipes, going from the utility room into the shower and
changing room.
These in essence formed peep holes into the entire area.
Curiously, I put my eye up to one of them and got quite
a sight. There were about twenty-four girls, including
the counselors, stripping out of their clothes getting
ready to shower.
At first I concentrated on the two 18 year old
counselors as they entered the showers. I loved a good
body on a woman and these counselors were fit and trim -
tan with long legs, full hips, and tiny waists.
Their breasts ranged from C to D Cups and one had a full
bush while the other was neatly trimmed. From what I
could see, both had plush pussy lips.
Then one of the fifteen-year olds entered the shower and
my attention was drawn to her. I was fascinated by her
B-Cup breasts and a pussy that wasn't quite as plush.
Her pubic hair was sparse. I liked looking at her even
more than looking at the older girls.
Finally two thirteen-year olds came in and I realized
that I had made the right career choice. Seeing these
young teens naked was all it took!
I focused my attention exclusively on these young girls.
One thirteen-year old had a totally flat figure, with no
breasts or butt at all. The other had some nice A-Cup
breasts and her butt was starting to get round. Both had
pussy lips that were mere slits, with no hair at all.
More girls entered and for the first time I realized how
different each of their little girl pussies' were.
Generally, the older girls had puffier outer lips. Many
of the girls had protrusions spreading out of these
outer lips. These were their clitoral hoods, their
enlarged inner labia, or both.
When the rest of the girls entered, I found myself
concentrating on the younger ones. I didn't understand
what was happening to me. I had a ragging eight-inch
hard-on, which I released from my shorts and stroked to
a pleasant ejaculation.
As the girls were finishing up, I snuck out the utility
room door and went back to my quarters. Just thinking
about the naked teens in the shower made my penis get
hard again. I had no choice but to beat off. I knew this
was the start of a new chapter in my life.
***
The next day I started looking at the girls in a
completely different way. I tried to again picture their
breasts under the tight camp tee shirts. Most of them
didn't yet wear bras. I watched as their little butts,
outlined by their tight shorts, wiggled as they ran.
Beach time was the most fun. Many of their bikinis left
little to the imagination. And I spent every evening in
the utility room. I only hoped the counselors didn't
notice my absence.
I started to pay closer attention at night campfire
sharing time, hoping to gain some insights that would
give me an excuse to get closer to one of the girls.
As Director, I was able to set the topics for each
night's discussion. Tonight's topic was self-concept. As
we discussed different aspects of how we all see
ourselves, it was clear one of the girls, thirteen-year-
old Cindy, was having self esteem issues.
Since counseling was another of my responsibilities, I
felt the need to talk to her. The next day at beach
time, I summoned Cindy away from the group, behind the
beach house to talk. She was in her green bikini and I
had on my swim trunks.
"Cindy," I said, "you seemed a little down on yourself
last night. It's my job to help. Is there anything you
would like to talk about?"
"Well Mr. Parker, I really don't like my body." she
answered, pointing to it. "I don't think I'm as
developed as the other girls here my age."
"First of all, call me Al." I said. "And from what I can
see you really have a very nice body."
"Oh, this top is padded. I ready don't have much here."
Cindy said.
"Would you like a man's opinion?" I asked.
"Sure." Cindy answered.
With that, I reached over and pulled the top up.
She looked at me surprised, yet waiting to see what I
thought as I was face to face with her little A-Cup
breasts. I had seen them in the shower room, but never
thought I would get to see them up close.
"You don't have to worry." I said. "They're really nice
and I'm sure they will grow even bigger."
Her expression turned to relief.
As I reached over to pull her bikini top back down, my
hand brushed over her nipple.
"Oh, sorry." I said.
"Don't be." replied Cindy. "That actually felt pretty
good.
With that I got brave, stopped trying to pull it down
her up and put a hand on each of her bare breasts. Being
so small, my hands cupped and covered them completely.
As I rubbed, I felt her nipples expand under my palms.
As she pushed herself into me, I dropped my hands so her
bare breasts pressed into my bare chest.
I put my hands on her bikini-covered butt and pulled her
into me. When I did, I felt my penis get hard and grind
into her crotch.
I heard little moans going into my ear as she hugged me
tightly.
I then got even bolder and slid my hands from the back
to the front of her bottoms. I slid one hand onto her
crotch and started rubbing on the outside. When she did
not stop me, I slid it inside her bottoms.
I continued sliding down, until I felt her slit. It was
moist, with a thin covering of pubic hair. I slid my
hand down further to her hot, wet, vaginal opening. As I
fingered it, I felt an obstruction at the entrance. I
knew it was her hymen and I did not wish to rupture it,
so I pulled out and worked fingers back up her slit.
When I got to the top, I felt the little bud that was
her clitoris and started to rub that. As I did, she
started to transform into a different creature. She
reached down, slid her hand into my trunks, grabbed my
rock hard penis, and started pumping it.
There we were, a topless thirteen-year old and a grown
man, hugging behind the beach house with our hands down
each other's pants.
The faster I rubbed her clitoris, the faster she pumped
my penis. When she finally felt my hot semen wash across
her palms, Cindy exploded in an orgasm and went limp in
my arms. Luckily I caught her before she hit the ground.
After a while, we composed ourselves and she fastened
her top. We noticed there were wet spots on the crotches
of both of our suits.
We separated, casually walked down to the beach, and
went into the water to wash off before anyone noticed
us. We agreed to meet every day in back of the beach
house, to 'discuss' Cindy's self esteem.
***
Camp was better than I ever imagined, with the shower
room, the beach, and Cindy. I didn't think it could get
any better.
Then one afternoon during free time at the camp, I took
a walk in the woods to a clearing used for nature
activities. Before I got there I heard the sound of
voices and ducked behind the bushes to see what it was.
I could see it was two of the campers, thirteen-year old
Brenda and fourteen year old Sam.
Brenda was reclining on the grass. She had on red
short/shorts and a tee shirt.
From the way she was positioned, I could see that she
had a protruding pubic mound and a well-defined
cameltoe.
After a while, Sam lay down on top of her and started to
make out. He had on shorts and was shirtless.
I watched as their make out session got hot and heavy. I
could see their mouths opening and their tongues going
into each other.
Sam lifted the tee shirt over Brenda's head and her C-
Cup breasts spilled out as he massaged each until her
nipples sprang to attention. Soon he pressed his chest
against hers.
I then saw them tugging on each other's shorts. They
slid them down at the same time, taking their underwear
with them. As she lifted her hips and slid her shorts
down, I got a good look at her pussy.
I couldn't believe how high her pubic mound protruded.
It was front and center, as if proclaiming to be the
center of attention. And her pussy itself was
surprisingly plush for a thirteen-year old. It had a
thin covering of pubic hair. Sam slid his hand down and
put it at the entrance of her pussy hole. He quickly
pulled it away when he must have felt her hymen.
As they continued to make out, I saw his penis grow
hard. I was surprised that it was a full eight-inches
long, the same length as mine, but not as thick.
I saw him pull himself over her and center his penis at
her vaginal opening. I saw him trying to push into her.
Evidentially there was a lot of resistance. Her hymen
seemed to be giving him some trouble. Finally he pushed
hard and I saw him go all the way in. He then started
pumping in and out at a medium pace.
At the same time, her pelvis was raising up to meet
every stroke. This was better than any porn movie I had
ever seen. There I was, watching two young teens having
sex for the first time. I took out my phone and started
to take a video.
Soon I noticed their pace quicken and saw her body start
to shake. With that Sam pulled out and shot a load of
thick, white, semen, all over her crotch.
I saw a trace of blood leaking out of her pussy. Having
nothing to clean up with she took her panties and wiped
off the blood and semen.
As they got dressed and left, she tossed the soiled
panties into the weeds. I waited until they left and
then followed behind them. As I did, I glanced into the
weed patch. There I saw a dozen or so used panties.
"This is a place I need to visit often." I thought.
Later that afternoon I left a message that I needed to
see Brenda in my office after campfire.
***
At about ten in the evening, after campfire, when
everyone was getting ready for curfew there was a knock
at my door.
"I heard you wanted to see me, Mr. Parker," said a
nervous Brenda.
She was in the same short/shorts and camp sweatshirt,
fresh from her evening shower. It again highlighted her
protruding pubic mound and she had an even more
pronounced cameltoe. I could tell that her C-Cup breasts
were braless.
"I have something to show you." I said, taking out my
smart phone.
I pressed play, showing her the video.
"How did get that?" said a panicked Brenda.
"That's not important." I said. "What's important is
what we are going to do about it. What would your
parents do, if I showed them this?"
"They'd kill me!" she answered. "Oh please, oh please,
don't show them. I'll do anything."
"Like what?" I said.
"Well I've seen the way you look at us girls." Brenda
said, "how about I let you see me...um, without my
clothes?"
"That would be a good start." I replied.
"Would you like to undress me or should I strip for
you?" she asked.
"Be my guest." I said, gesturing her to strip.
She lifted the sweatshirt over her head and I got a good
look of her C-Cup breasts. They were larger than most
girls her age.
Then Brenda kicked off her tennis shoes and then peeled
off her shorts. This time she was not wearing panties.
She tossed the shorts my way.
There was a thin line of moisture at the crotch where
the material had dug into her cameltoe. I put it to my
nose so I could breathe in the aroma of teen pussy.
She was quite sexy standing there naked.
I studied her pussy close-up. I saw it from a distance
in the woods, but from here I could tell how truly puffy
her lips were and how protrusive her mound was.
It was so up front and center it seemed begging to be
tasted.
I leaned forward and placed my mouth right onto her
pussy! Because it protruded so high, my mouth covered
her whole twat from the clit and the opening at the
bottom.
Brenda looked surprised when I did this. It seemed to be
another first for her today.
I put my hand on her butt, and drew her closer to me. I
then put a finger on the slit between her pussy lips,
and started to rub.
I worked my finger down to her newly deflowered pussy
hole, stuck it in, knuckle deep, and pumped in and out.
I could feel it getting wetter.
I pulled out and worked my way up the slit. Finally,
when my fingers reached up to her clitoris I got a
response. She threw her hands around my head and clung
tightly.
I continued rubbing and sucking as she ground her pelvis
into my mouth and hand. I could hear her breathing
getting deeper as she moaned.
After about ten minutes of this I felt her body stiffen,
shake, and then relax into me. She clung to me,
breathing even more deeply.
By now my penis was rock hard and as I stood up, it
pressed into her leg. I know she could feel it and since
she didn't pull away, I decided to go for it! I
unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants and
underwear. I stepped out of them and pulled off my tee
shirt.
Then I laid her on her back on my bed.
Before I could move myself on top of her, she spoke.
"Now just to be clear," she said, "if we do this, my
parents can never, ever know what I did, and you will
erase the video."
"That's sounds like a deal." I said, centering myself
over her.
Brenda closed her eyes, as I pushed forward. As my penis
entered her wet pussy hole, she tensed up, being so new
to sex. But when I got all the way in and started to
pump, she relaxed.
Her thirteen-year-old pussy was the first teen I ever
had. I will remember it always. It was sooo tight I
thought I would cum instantly. Being that it was summer,
it was as hot as the air outside.
And she didn't just lie there; she thrust her pelvis up
to meet my every stroke. Insecure, little adolescent
girls, really want to please.
After a while, I started to speed up and she followed my
lead. As her insides shook and squeezed my shaft, I shot
a healthy load of semen deep into her vagina.
As I pulled out, I watched her cream pie flow onto my
bedspread. (I wasn't worried about cumming inside. Her
records indicated she was on the pill but didn't say
why.)
"So we're OK now?" she asked. "You'll erase the video
and not tell my parents."
"Done!" I said, pressing the delete on my phone. (Little
did she know I had already downloaded it to my computer,
where it was the first of many that I enjoyed for years
to come.)
I cleaned her up with a towel and then she put on her
clothes and left.
***
Though every session of camp had a new set of campers,
some things remained the same.
I never got tired of the showers or the beach. There was
always some girl who was homesick or had self-esteem
issues, and the clearing was fertile territory for
identifying sex partners.
After five years of successfully managing the camp, I
was offered a promotion to the District Office.
No one could believe it when I turned down the job.
More accounts to come...
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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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