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The Pedo Files - 12
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 12 is the story of why Zack Robins, thinks
that being a lifeguard is the absolute best job, for men
who like young girls. (Mf, ped, 1st)
***
Part 12 - The Lifeguard
My name is Zack. I am twenty-eight years old. I am a
self-employed computer programmer and spend my summer
days as a lifeguard.
I know this will seem like a stereotype but I learned,
as early as in high school, that being a lifeguard is
the absolute best job for someone who likes young girls.
First of all, you are around young girls, most in
bikinis, all day long. Secondly, you are an authority
figure to young girls and they want to do what you say.
Finally, and most importantly, a lifeguard is every
girls' fantasy. Just like every man is obsessed with the
cheerleader, every girl dreams about being with the
lifeguard. Girls tend to "come-on" more to lifeguards.
I found that it is important to choose the right
location, if you want to maximize your exposure to young
girls. Clearwater Beach, Huntington Beach, and Daytona
Beach are all good places where high and middle school
girls frequent, but I have found the best place is Santa
Cruz, California.
Santa Cruz has an abundance of young girls all summer
long. A number of them are homeless runaways from the
Bay Area. And the individual Lifeguard Stations are
enclosed, one room towers.
***
The very first experience I had with a younger girl was
when I was twenty-one, just out of college.
For several days I noticed a lone fifteen-year old
sitting off to the side of my tower. She looked
disheveled, with long, tangled brown hair and a tattered
tan bikini that barely covered her B-cup breasts. She
sat on an old blanket and always carried the same torn
backpack.
One day I noticed her retrieving a half eaten sandwich
out of the trash. I felt I had to go over and talk to
her.
"Hi, I'm Zack." I said. "I couldn't help notice where
you got that sandwich. Is everything all right?"
She started to cry, "My name is Paula," she sobbed, "I
ran away from home. I met a guy who was going to make me
a model. It ended up he just wanted to take naked
pictures and sleep with me. After I did, he left me in
San Francisco and I ended up here. I ran out of money.
I've been sleeping on the beach and using the washrooms
at the Boardwalk. I don't know what to do? I'm so
hungry."
"Come up to my tower with me." I said. "You can share my
lunch. I have plenty."
Paula followed me up the ladder and sat by my side. As
we talked and ate, I learned a lot about her life. After
finishing she wanted to see what was inside the
enclosure.
I led her inside and showed her there wasn't much, just
a mat for resting and some lifesaving gear. Paula then
threw her arms around me and gave me a big hug. As she
did, her fifteen-year old bikini-clad breasts pressed
into my chest, which gave me an instant hard-on. She had
to have felt it against her crotch.
"Zack," she asked, "do you think I can sleep in here
tonight. It's getting kind of cold on the beach."
"Absolutely not!" I exclaimed, to a disappointed looking
Paula.
"But you can stay in my apartment, which is just across
the street." I continued to a now smiling girl.
At the end of the day we went together over to my
apartment. I was surprised when Paula took my hand as we
walked.
Once inside, I showed her around. It had four rooms, a
living room with couch, a bedroom, bathroom, and small
kitchen. I also had a washer and dryer. I asked her if
she would like to do a load of wash and take a shower as
I made dinner. She said she wanted to but had nothing to
wear in the meantime. I gave her a large, clean tee
shirt.
After her shower she came out in the tee shirt. It was
short, thigh high, and so tight that her breasts poked
out nicely. She must have also been washing her panties
for it was obvious she wasn't wearing any.
She again gave me a big thank you hug and then we sat
down and had dinner. After dinner, she helped me with
the dishes and then we sat to watch some TV. Each time
she shifted her body I caught a glimpse of her brown
bush beneath the bottom of the tee shirt.
When it was time for bed I offered to take the couch but
she insisted, so I got her a blanket and pillow and
prepared to take a shower. She gave me another hug
goodnight, pressing herself into me, and I'm sure she
felt my hard-on press into her again before turning in.
In the middle of the night I felt a presence at my side.
Opening my eyes, there was Paula in my bed. I sleep in
the nude and felt her hand rubbing up and down my bare
leg.
"Paula, what are you doing?" I asked.
"Oh, just thanking you for your kindness." she answered,
as her hand clasped around my hardening cock.
"Oh it's not necessary to do this." I said.
"Tell that to your friend here. He's been poking into me
all day," she said.
By now my penis was at its full seven-inches and
sticking straight up.
I felt Paula's body straddling my pelvis. I could feel
the moist hairy bush beneath her tee shirt, brush over
my midsection and land on my penis. As she straightened
her back, she prepared to bear down.
When she did, I felt my penis enter her fifteen-year old
pussy. As she bore down, I felt myself going deeper and
deeper. Her pussy was hot, wet, and the tightest I ever
had up to then.
As she pushed me deep inside her, I wanted her to stay
that way forever. It was Paula who started raising
herself up and down in deep, slow strokes. I reached my
hands under the shirt and caressed her B-cup breasts.
Then she started rocking faster. The walls of her pussy
were griping my shaft like a vice. Her vagina was
milking me like it had never been milked before.
I reached up, put my thumb on her clitoris, and started
to rub. She sped up even more.
Soon I was spewing load after load of hot semen, up into
her pussy. This caused her body to shake all over. She
fell forward and gave me a hot, passionate French kiss.
As my cock went soft it slipped out of her pussy,
releasing a load of cum onto my crotch.
She scooted down to my side and we started talking. As
we did, she rubbed her hand all over my crotch,
spreading my semen like lotion, pausing occasionally to
take a taste. I knew right then it was going to be a
great summer. I told Paula she could stay with me as
long as she wanted.
She was a sexually adventurous teenager. We had sex
morning and night and even sometimes during the day,
inside my tower. Her previous boyfriend must have taught
her a lot. He even started her on the pill, of which I
readily obtained another three-month supply for her
online.
As Labor Day approached, I contacted Paula's parents,
let them know she was OK, and convinced her to return
home and make amends. I even gave her bus fare. (I
suppose I could have done this in July, but heck, to
have two extra mouths with a fifteen year old...)
Paula was the first of many runaways and troubled teens;
I had and helped over the years…
***
While Paula and most of the runaways were in their mid-
teens, I also noticed I was attracted to even younger
girls. As I watched from the tower, I couldn't help but
fantasize about their nearly flat chests and hairless
pussies.
The first of many young girls was Amy. Amy was a
thirteen-year old blond eighth grader. One day I saw her
standing beside my tower acting nervously. She looked
cute, wearing a rather conservative pink bikini, which
covered her A-cup breasts and round butt.
Off in the distance were a group of her middle school
friends, whispering and giggling as they looked toward
us.
"I'm Zack, can I help you?" I asked.
"My name is Amy," she said. "And I've got um, sort of a
problem. I told my school friends, that I have a
boyfriend who is a Lifeguard. They wanted to see so I
took them here and said it was you. Now I have to make
them believe it."
"Well Amy," I said, "I love helping people, especially
girls as pretty as you. And I like playing games. I'd
love to be your 'pretend' boyfriend."
Taking Amy by the hand, I led her up the tower and sat
with her on the seat.
"It seems like that got their attention." I said looking
over at the girls staring back at us.
"Let's take it up a notch." I said, putting my arm
around her.
She awkwardly snuggled into me. It was obvious I was the
first boy she was ever with. As her little hot thirteen-
year old body pressed against mine, I had an unexpected
reaction. I got an involuntary erection. Luckily she
couldn't see it under my loose trunks.
We stayed like that for a while, talking and getting to
know each other. Then she saw her girlfriends getting
ready to leave. Amy got up and I stood up beside her.
"Let's blow their minds." I said, as I hugged her and
planted a kiss on her lips. She didn't quite know what
to do since it was her first real kiss but she kissed
back, tentatively.
She broke it off, climbed down, and joined her friends
on the way off the beach.
This went on for the rest of the week. I actually looked
forward to seeing her each day. Every day our kisses
seemed to get a little more passionate. By Thursday, our
little pecks turned into full-blown French kisses. She
was a fast learner.
On Friday, as we hugged to say goodbye, I'm sure she
felt my hard penis pressing into her crotch. I wasn't
sure if she knew what it was or what it meant.
When Monday came along, we talked as usual as her
girlfriends kept a curious eye on us. She then asked me
something that completely surprised me.
"You know on Friday when we hugged, I felt your thingy,
get hard and press into me. Does that mean you want to
have sex with me?" she asked.
"What do you know about having sex?" I asked.
"A lot!" she said. "Me and my girlfriends look on the
Internet all the time!"
"Well you shouldn't." I said. "You're way too young."
"Well I do," she said. "I even told my girlfriends that
I've seen your thingy. They want a description but I've
never really seen one in person. Will you, um, um..."
"I don't think that would really be a good idea." I
reiterated.
"OH PLEASE!" she exclaimed. "If you show me yours, I'll
show you mine!"
I felt like I was in middle school again, but I couldn't
pass up the chance to see her little girl pussy.
"How about now?" I said. "I see your friends are in the
water and I have a break."
I signaled to next tower that I was taking my break, led
Amy into the tower enclosure and closed the door
There was plenty of light coming from the skylight above
and I stood before her as she sat on the mat. I was
already hard from the anticipation. I placed my thumbs
in the waistband, and pulled off my trunks. Up popped my
seven-inch penis, right before her face.
"Wow, your thingy is big!" she exclaimed. "Bigger than
the ones I saw on the Internet. Can I touch it?"
"You can," I said, "but please call it by its proper
name, it's a penis."
"Oh, you don't like the term dick, cock or prick?" she
said, giving me a sly look.
I was startled as she reached out and started examining
it.
Her small hand felt good around my hard cock and
suddenly she started to pump.
"You better not do that too long, or something is going
to happen." I warned.
"Oh yeah, what kind of something?" she smirked,
continuing her pumping.
"The kind of something that will make a big mess." I
said, breathing deeply.
"You mean like this." she asked, smiling and pumping
faster.
As she did, I exploded, shooting a big load of semen,
all over the wall and floor.
"Where did you learn that?" I asked in disbelief.
"On the Internet, of course." she replied. "I suppose
you want to see my cunny now?" she continued.
"I think I deserve to see more of you after that?" I
said, as I stared at her thirteen-year old bikini
covered body.
Smiling coyly, she reached up and unhooked her top. As
it fell to the ground, two perfect little A-cup breasts
plopped out. I couldn't help but put my hands over each
one. As my palms covered them completely, I could feel
her nipples harden.
Then Amy lay back on the mat, lifted her butt and pulled
the bikini bottoms off. I kneeled between her legs so I
could be face-to-face with her thirteen-year old pussy.
It was different than any pussy I had ever seen.
It was practically bald, with only a few blond pubic
hairs.
It was merely a slit, with only a hint of her outer lips
on each side.
As I reached out and spread them with my fingers, a
plush set of inner labia lips emerged. I noticed these
were smooth and wet as I ran my index finger inside
them.
As I started working my way to her vaginal opening, she
reached down, grabbed my hand, and directed it to the
area of her clitoris.
She seemed to know what she wanted.
As my fingers went beneath her folds I felt a small bud.
I rubbed it - slow at first, then faster, watching her
breathing increase as I sped up.
Finally her pelvis thrust upward and started shaking
uncontrollably.
"And you know what an orgasm is from the Internet too, I
suppose?" I asked.
"No I discovered that on my own one day while washing
myself." she said.
"And I have a question for you." she continued, standing
up still naked. "Do you still think I'm too young to be
doing these things?"
I just pulled her body against mine and gave her a
passionate kiss.
After that, we composed ourselves, put our suits back
on, and went outside. We were just in time to see the
girls coming back from their swim as they gave us a
puzzled look.
We did some manual play for the rest of the week. I even
put my mouth on her pussy but was she was little freaked
out and I didn't want to push it…
***
Then one day, Amy came to the beach late in the
afternoon. She was alone, without her friends. She also
had on a much skimpier bikini. The top was so small it
actually showed off her cleavage. The bottom was small
and tight, hugging her butt and revealing a cameltoe.
"What are you doing here so late?" I asked.
"I wanted some time alone with you." she answered.
"You're become much more than a pretend boyfriend to me.
I consider you a real friend. I want you to be the one
to bust my cherry."
"Oh I don't know Amy? You're so young. Besides, I don't
have any condoms. You wouldn't want to get pregnant
now?"
"Hey I know what I'm doing. I'm a smart girl. I've
thought about it a lot," she said. "Besides, I haven't
started having periods yet." she explained. "I'm more
than ready!"
"OK then." I said, leading her into the tower and
closing the door.
Amy was so grateful she hugged me as soon as she got
inside. Her mouth opened and her tongue touched mine in
some of the most passionate kisses we ever had.
She reached up and dropped her bikini top, pressing her
bare A-cup breasts into my chest. My penis was at its
full seven-inches when she reached inside my trunks and
grabbed it.
Using her other hand, she pulled my trunks off, as I
removed her skimpy bottoms. My hard penis slapped up
between her legs, landing on her bare pussy. Even from
the outside, I could tell she was wet and ready.
We lowered ourselves onto the mat, with me on top
between her legs. I scooted a foam float under her butt
to raise it up. Then I placed my penis at the entrance
of her vagina, pushed in, and immediately felt her
hymen. I didn't want to hurt this willing virgin so I
pushed forward slow and steady.
I felt the membrane stretch and then give way, as my
penis went all the way in. Amy groaned with pleasure and
then bent her knees up, taking me in even deeper.
I looked into her eyes and she mouthed the words, "Thank
You".
I then started to pump in and out, relishing the feel of
every stroke. I couldn't believe I was inside a virgin
thirteen-year old. It felt nasty and innocent at the
same time.
Her insides were so wet and smooth, I glided in and out
with ease yet the walls of her vagina were so tight, I
didn't want them to ever let go of my shaft.
As I speeded up, I felt her pussy convulsing - squeezing
and releasing my penis on all sides. This caused me to
release ropes and ropes of thick cum deep inside her
thirteen-year old vagina.
I stayed inside her for a while, all the time making
out. Finally I withdrew, releasing the river of semen
onto my mat. We both got dressed, gave each other a hug,
and went on our way.
Amy spent a lot of time with me the next few weeks. She
wanted to learn everything there was about sex and I was
a willing teacher.
One day Amy came by the station. She was with two other
girls. Judging by their flat chests and straight bodies,
they looked even younger than her.
"Hi Zack, I'd like you to meet two of my friends." she
said. "They were wondering if you could bust their
cherries too?"
Like I said, "IT'S GOOD TO BE A LIFEGUARD!"
***
Epilogue
My research was a real eye opener. It showed that most
men only realized they liked young teen girls by
accident - when they saw a random picture or when they
were exposed to them through their jobs or lifestyle.
Only a few men knew all along that they liked young
girls.
It was no surprise that many of the men first discovered
they were interested in young girls by seeing images
they came upon by chance on the Internet. Very few knew
they liked young girl before first seeing a picture on a
legal nudist or teen modeling web site.
A universal theme was the fact that for most men,
looking at pictures of teens brought back adolescent
memories and transported them mentally back to their
teen years. It took them back in time. They wanted to
capture that part of their youth.
It is acceptable for adolescent boys to lust after
cheerleaders, prom queens, and teens in bikinis yet as
adults, this is taboo. It is this hypocrisy, which
angered the men most.
This is especially disturbing, since society, at large,
exploits teen sexuality. Most of teen fashions,
advertising, and movies depict teen girls in an overtly
sexual manner.
A national teen store at the mall sells thongs for
teens, teenage movies all feature a "coming of age"
scene, and a popular TV show dwells on even younger
girls dancing in leotards.
The men couldn't understand why there was so much fuss
about people just looking at pictures and movies on the
Internet.
And what were the men's opinions when it came to acting
on these fantasies - actually having sex with teens?
Most men responded that they would never even consider
it.
And they also felt that, coercion, power, or blackmail,
should never be used to get sex from a girl. But if a
girl was mature enough to understand and wanted to have
sex of her own free will, then some men would consider
it.
As far as age was concerned, most men drew the line at
puberty - the time that nature says a girl's body is
ready. Throughout history and in other cultures, girls
reaching puberty have been allowed of have sex and even
marry. In fact, the "Age of Consent" had been twelve to
fourteen worldwide, until the last century.
Funny how backward modern society really is!
And a small percentage even thought it was possible for
grown men and young girls to fall in love with one and
other. I think this was shown in some of the actual
accounts.
But as I pointed out, most responders on the pedo
discussion board reiterated they would probably not
engage in underage sex even if given the chance. They
were content with just their fantasies. Stories and
images actually satisfied these urges.
They did however have some suggestions, on how to
legally fuel those fantasies - how to "look but not
touch".
Like the countdown of a well known late night talk show
host, here are:
The Top Ten Places To Watch Young Little Girls
10. The Shopping Mall – Hang out by the teen stores and
video arcade. The view is best at the bottom of the
escalator.
9. The Bikini Car Wash – Make sure your car is dirty to
avoid suspicion.
8. The School Dance - Chaperone one if you can. The
dresses at Prom and Homecoming show the girls at their
sexiest.
7. The Dance Or Ballet Recital - Better yet, try to
watch a practice lesson when the girls are in black
leotards.
6. Youth Centered TV Shows and DVD's – Watch almost
anything on the CW or ABC Family. Check out all the
reality little girl dance and beauty pageant shows.
Google Teenage Girls in Movies for a complete list of
good DVD's.
5. The Teen Beauty Pageant – You can often catch these
at your local mall.
4. The Gymnastics Meet – Check your High and Middle
School schedule. Splits and spreads galore!
3. The Beach, Pools and Waterparks. Waterparks are the
best and have more young girls, but also may have more
eyes on you. Sunglasses are a must.
2. The Internet - BE CAREFUL. Stick ONLY to the LEGAL
nudist and modeling sites.
And finally - The Top Place To Watch Young Little
Girls...
1. The High or Middle School Basketball Game - Society
lets anyone who wants to, fantasize about his or her
daughters - the Cheerleaders! The most sexualized of any
group in society, Cheerleaders proudly bounce their
breasts and flash their panties. And in the most
blatantly sexual display of all, they do the splits.
Feel free to take pictures and videos, as long as you
also pretend to also be photographing the game.
As I pointed out earlier, isn't that the ultimate in
hypocrisy?
Maybe someday society will grow up.
That's all of The Pedo Files, for now...
The End
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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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