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The Pedo Files - 4
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)
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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 4 is the story of how Dr. Drake, an
Adolescent Psychologist, learns the benefits of
counseling vulnerable teen girls. (Mf, ped, mast, oral)
***
Part 4 - The Adolescent Psychologist
My name is... well just call me Dr. Howard. I am thirty-
five years old and married.
I have been an Adolescent Psychologist for six years.
During that time I have treated boys and girls ages
thirteen through eighteen on all types of problems.
I never looked at the girls sexually before - until
recently that is!
My interest started slowly. A peek through the open
button on a fifteen-year olds' blouse, a nipple poking
through the tube top of a thirteen-year old, the thighs
of a sixteen-year old, and the panties up the skirt of a
fourteen-year old on my couch.
All these led me to start looking at young girls
differently. I started focusing on the sexuality of my
female patients, studying their breasts, straining to
see their cameltoes, imagining what they looked like
naked.
Surprising to me, it wasn't just the older sexy girls
that caught my interest; some of younger ones, thirteen
or so turned me on even more.
As a psychologist, I tried to understand it. But since I
couldn't, I merely suppressed my urges, that is until
Julie came along...
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Julie was a thirteen-year old referred to me by her
parents. It seems she has been obsessed with sex since
her reached puberty at eleven.
Over the last few years her parents had caught her
viewing Internet porn regularly, compulsively
masturbating, and having sex, both oral and intercourse,
at home and at school.
They had taken her to numerous counselors and their
church minister to no avail. They put her on the pill as
a safeguard against pregnancy. I was their last hope.
They referred to her as a nymphomaniac.
Actually the clinical term for her disorder is not
nymphomania, but female hyper-sexuality.
It is defined as an excessive sexual desire in a female,
an excessive preoccupation with sex, and an insatiable
desire for sexual satisfaction in a female.
It is an obsessive/compulsive disorder, treated by first
identifying the sexual behavior and then getting the
patient to realize it has to stop.
When Julie came to my office for her first appointment,
I could tell just by her appearance that I was going to
have my hands full.
First of all, she was a beautiful girl about four feet,
eight inches with brown hair and brown eyes. She had
cute 32B breasts, long legs, and a nice round butt.
She was wearing a mini dress that barely covered her
crotch with a top so tight her braless breasts, even
though small, were straining to bust out.
When I asked her where she wanted to sit, she
immediately plopped down on the couch on her back. She
didn't care that her dress rode up and I could see the
crotch of her panties as she spread her legs. (Who was I
to tell her how to sit?)
I started the session with getting to know more about
her and then I asked, "Julie, why do you think you're
here?"
"Because my parents think I'm a nymphomaniac," she
answered.
"And why do you think they think that?" I asked.
"Well they've caught me looking at pictures on the
Internet of people having sex," she said.
"And do you see anything wrong with doing that?" I
asked, hoping she would see it was an unacceptable
behavior.
"If it is so wrong, why are there so many pictures out
there?" she asked. "I have found hundreds, no thousands
of sex sites. Are that many people wrong?"
She had me there. "OK then," I continued, "Your parents
told me you masturbate a lot. Why?"
"Well heck, it feels good. Everybody I know masturbates.
It doesn't hurt anyone. I bet even you masturbate. In
fact I bet you wouldn't care if I masturbated right here
in front of you?" she said.
With that, Julie lifted her dress further up. I got a
good look at what she was wearing. It was a cotton
thong, which barely covered her thirteen-year old pussy.
She put her hand on crotch and rubbed her fingers back
and forth across her white, cotton covered pussy. Soon I
saw a wet spot starting to appear and could smell her
arousal.
She stopped for a moment to lift off her dress. As I
noticed before, she wasn't wearing a bra and I got a
great look at her 32B breasts. She turned for a moment,
showing me how the thong barely covered her round butt,
all the while continuing to rub herself. As she did, she
stared at me seductively, trying to gage my reaction.
All I could do was try to hide the bulge in my pants.
Seeing this, she lifted her butt and slid the thong
completely off. Then she turned towards me and spread
her legs.
I got my first look at completely naked teen and her
thirteen-year old pussy.
It was more than I could have hoped for. Her pussy was
just starting to get plush.
The pubic area was covered by light brown hair.
The hood of her clitoris stuck out at the top of her
outer lips.
Julie reached down and started rubbing her swollen
clitoris. As both her inner and outer lips spread wide,
her vaginal entrance splayed open.
She took her other hand, and placed a finger inside it.
Julie pumped and rubbed at the same time and soon
erupted in a vibrant orgasm.
It took me a while to think of how to respond.
"You're right," I said. "Everybody masturbates. But
you're also having sex? Don't you think you're a bit too
young for that?"
"Doc, why don't you tell me? Come here and you tell me
if I'm too young for sex?" she asked, spreading her legs
even wider.
I watched in awe as her pussy lips spread open revealing
her moist vaginal opening.
My preoccupation with thinking about young girls lately
must have clouded my judgment right there.
As I went over to her she unbuckled my belt and pulled
off my pants, underwear, and the rest of my suit. My
seven-inch penis was rock hard.
Then she leaned forward and gobbled my cock into her
mouth. It was the hottest mouth I ever felt. She started
to suck in and out at a frenzied pace. I knew I wouldn't
last too long so I pulled away and got onto the couch
between her legs.
Julie knew exactly what she wanted and placed the tip of
my penis at her vaginal opening. I also knew what I
wanted, pushed forward and slid all the way into her
thirteen-year old pussy.
With that, this little nympho went wild. She started
bucking her pelvis up onto mine. I started pumping in
and out at a furious pace, surprised that I didn't cum
immediately. Soon her body was shaking in one orgasm
after another. Clinically she must have also been hyper-
orgasmic.
She raised her legs up in the air and wrapped them
around me. I was as deep inside a pussy as I ever was.
The walls of her inner vaginal canal squeezed my
cockhead to the point of no return.
I felt rope upon rope, of thick, hot semen shooting deep
into her pussy.
When I pulled out, I watched as my cream pie flowed out
of her pussy onto the couch. (I had better think of an
explanation for my cleaning service.)
As we put on our clothes, she was the first to speak.
"So what do you think, Doc?" she asked.
"I think you will need counseling every week," I
answered.
"But my family can't afford it," she said.
"Tell them it will be Pro Bono," I said.
***
I got to "counsel" Julie every week, for several years.
I never did cure her nymphomania. I'm sure all the boys
at her school were happy about that.
Though my experiences with Julie, I also learned how to
"counsel" other young teenage girls with problems such
as self esteem, body image, and peer acceptance. I was
quite happy I chose this profession.
And as a psychologist, I finally understood why me and
other grown men are attracted to young girls.
It's not a disorder at all.
It's basic developmental psychophysiology. You see when
men look at young girls, they regress back to the time
of their sexual peak, young adolescence.
Boys, now men, remember the cheerleaders, the
schoolgirls, and the teenage girls of their youth. These
were strong mental images at the most impressionable
time in a boys' life.
Even then, society repressed those adolescent urges,
telling us it was wrong to think about or act on sex.
Now these urges flare up later in life.
Maybe if we weren't so repressed as adolescents...
As a psychologist, I'm just saying.
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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