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Sally, My Internet Sex Pal - 8
by Netman169 (netman169@yahoo.com)

***

This is a fictional account of my correspondence with a 
fourteen-year old girl Sally, who started writing me on 
the Internet. Part 8 tells how I finally got to meet and 
fuck this little girl. (Mf, ped, 1st, mast, oral, exh, 
voy)

***

Part 8 – The Fateful Encounter 

I could hardly wait until Saturday. I knew I had to be 
very careful though. I had to make sure this wasn't a 
sting. I figured LEA would never use real teen girls so 
if there were several playing on the escalators, it 
would be okay. Besides, I was not going to approach her 
so I felt pretty safe.

I decided to take a chance and went to the mall Saturday 
afternoon.

Here is what happened...

***

I got to the mall around 1:00pm and did some shopping so 
I had a few bags to carry. At about 1:45pm I found a 
bench in the main wing next to the escalators. I 
pretended to be reading a brochure I had picked up, all 
the while checking out the many young girls there. It 
was a good place, next to several teen and tween stores. 

Through the window of one of the stores I could see two 
fifteen year olds looking through the bikini racks and 
holding them up. I could only imagine what they would 
look like in them. 

In that same store there was a twelve year old with her 
mother. She was trying on leotards. Each time she did, 
she would come out of the dressing room for her mother's 
opinion. She was so sexy in the body hugging outfits I 
almost forgot why I was really there.

Looking around I saw another group of girls, all in 
short/shorts. I couldn't believe how tight they were 
wearing them these days. The material really amplified 
their round butts.

Finally I saw what I figured was Sally's group. There 
were four girls, all about fourteen and all in mini-
skirts. Three were blonds and one had dark hair. All 
were wearing crop tops. When they stood just right, 
their midriffs were visible.

One of the blonds had really big titties. Usually I 
prefer smaller breasts but I was intrigued at how hers 
jiggled when she walked. The others had little A-cups. 
They were equally fascinating to watch.

It was pretty easy to tell which one was Sally but I 
knew I couldn't say anything to her. All I could do was 
watch. 

As they got on the escalator, I tried to get on a few 
steps behind them. Unfortunately, several other men 
pushed in front of me. I could only get several glances 
of the white cotton material beneath their skirts. 

The man closest to the girls was pretending to use his 
phone. I knew, however, he was really taking pictures. 
It sort of pissed me off that he was violating "my" 
Sally but then I realized this is what she liked.

The girls stopped upstairs to window shop and then came 
back down. Luckily I anticipated this and was already at 
the bottom. Looking up I could see their little titty 
mounds beneath the crop tops.

This time when they reached the bottom and headed back 
up, I was only three steps behind with an unobstructed 
view.

And what a view it was. They were all wearing white 
cotton panties - a pedo's delight! I assumed they were 
bikinis because that is what she said they wore. But 
only the bottoms showed. I could see how the material 
really hugged tight to their little butts.

I also got a pretty good look at their crotches from 
behind. The cotton fabric was stretched taunt against 
their pussy lips. I swear I could see some pubic hair 
peeking out the side of the dark haired girl's panty 
crotch. And there was a definite cameltoe in the 
shorthaired blonde's panties.

At one point, the girl I suspected was Sally looked 
right at me but then quickly turned away.

I really wanted to get an even closer look under Sally's 
skirt but didn't want to draw the attention of the mall 
cops or security cameras so I pretended to continue 
shopping. 

I was hoping to catch up to Sally and her friends again 
but I seemed to have lost them. I was happy there were 
plenty of other little teens and preteens to distract me 
along the way.

When it started to get late I left, satisfied that I had 
accomplished my mission.

That Saturday night I got the following email.

***

Dear Netman,

Did you enjoy yourself at the mall? Did you like looking 
at my panties? I assume you figured out which one I was.

There were lots of men but I think I figured out which 
one you were. You were the one in the blue baseball cap 
and jeans. I could tell because you were looking at me 
more than at my friends.

I am very pleased. Not only are you handsome but also 
you look real sweet.

I'd sooo like to meet if you could figure out a safe way 
how. We would have to be careful.

XOXO, 
Sally

***

Dear Sally,

You were right. That was me in the blue hat.

And yes, I was looking mostly at you.

It was easy figuring out which of the four girls was 
you. One had dark hair, so I knew that couldn't be you. 
Of the three blonds that were left, the girl in the red 
and white plaid mini skirt had really large titties so I 
also eliminated her. I figured the shorthaired blond was 
Cindy, which left you, the darker haired blond in the 
black and white plaid mini skirt! (And besides I 
recognized your body from your bikini picture.)

And I think I figured out how we can meet. Let's meet at 
a public place where we can both feel safe.

How about the same mall? When you first wrote, you said 
sometime you would just like to sit down and have a cola 
with the men you teased. How about meeting in the food 
court?

I'd love it if you could sit down and have a cola with 
me. I'll be at the food court in the mall on next 
Saturday at noon. You know what I look like. I'll be 
sitting at a table and will have my blue baseball hat 
on. Sit at the table next to me and we can talk without 
people seeing us together.

If you still want to meet, see you there!

Soon!
Netman

***

I was really nervous on Saturday. I don't know whether 
it was for fear of being arrested or for fear of Sally 
not showing up. Nevertheless, I went to the mall food 
court, ordered two colas and sat at a table near the 
edge. I made sure there were several empty tables next 
to me and placed a cola on one of them.

At precisely noon, I saw a little girl desperately 
looking around. She was wearing the same schoolgirl 
miniskirt and white crop top as before. When she saw me, 
she walked hurriedly over and sat down on the table next 
to mine with the cola on it. 

I held out my hand between tables to shake hers.

"Hi Sally," I said. "I'm Netman. My real name is Fred. 
Nice to finally meet you."

"Me too." she said, holding onto my hand a little 
longer. I felt an instant jolt of electricity just 
feeling her hand. It felt like I was in high school 
again. I have written lots of stories about little girls 
but this was the first time I actually touched one.

"I was afraid you wouldn't meet me," I said. "Between 
Jason and Mr. Smith I thought all of your curiosities 
might have been satisfied?" 

"This is true but I really wanted to meet the man who 
guided me to help make my fantasies come true," she 
said. 

We talked for a while, between the tables, getting to 
know more about one another. When we finished our colas, 
Sally said something that I had been waiting to hear 
from a little girl my whole life. 

"Do you still want to do those things to me that you 
wrote?" she asked.

"You know I do." I answered.

"Well maybe we can go somewhere now? Daddy dropped me 
off and I told him I was meeting my friends. They're not 
expecting me home until late."

I did not have to be asked twice. We got up; left the 
food court, and Sally followed me out to my car, staying 
a little behind as to not cause suspicion. I live about 
45 minutes away and I really didn't want to go all the 
way home. Luckily there was a motel nearby.

Sally waited in the car as I registered. I didn't want 
to be spotted with such a young girl so she met me in 
the room after I texted her the room number.

She was hardly inside the door when I pulled her against 
me and placed my mouth over hers. She immediately opened 
hers and kissed me back, even more passionately. We made 
out just standing there, with me waiting to see just how 
far she was really willing to go.

Like I said, I've written about this situation but NEVER 
thought I would ever be in it! Fortunately I knew from 
her accounts, she always made the first move.

And I was right. As we were making out, she led me over 
to the bed, lay down, and pulled me gently on top of 
her. Sally spread her legs so my now hard cock pressed 
into her panty-clad crotch. We dry humped for a while 
and then I felt her hand trying to undo my belt.

"Let's get out of all of these clothes." I said climbing 
off of her.

I was completely stripped while Sally was still 
struggling with the buttons on her top.

"Please let me help you with those," I volunteered.

I was looking forward to seeing the body I had 
fantasized about since seeing her picture. I undid the 
buttons on her top and spread open the front. Her little 
breasts popped out.

They were perfect, just as I had imagined. Upon each of 
her little A-cup mounds was a dark pink nipple. I just 
had to have a taste before I moved on.

I placed my lips over the right one and sucked until it 
expanded and got hard. I got so carried away that I 
tried to gobble her whole little mound into my mouth. I 
managed to get three-quarters of it in. 

Then I did the same to her left titty.

When I was finished I removed the blouse completely and 
then reached for the clasp on her skirt.

Pulling it off I finally got to see her panties 
completely. I was surprised they weren't the bikinis I 
expected. Instead they were white cotton little girl 
panties. Then I remembered. Many of my stories involved 
characters in little girl panties. They were a sign of 
innocence. She probably wore them to please me. She must 
have known we would end up like this. 

There was already a wet spot on her crotch. I could 
almost see her slit through the near transparent 
material. I bent down a licked over the fabric. She 
reacted by moaning. I loved the taste of her juices 
through the material. They were less pungent than any 
woman I had ever tasted.

After a while, I reached up and put my thumbs in the 
waistband of her panties. She lifted her butt so I could 
pull them completely off. Then she slid the pillow under 
it. (She must have been used to this drill by now.)

I was face to face with my first little girl pussy. This 
was better than anything in my fantasy stories. Like she 
said, her pussy was literally hairless. I saw only the 
start of a few light hairs on her pubic mound. Her outer 
lips were pretty thin yet I could imagine how plush they 
would someday become.

Her slit was splayed open slightly revealing her wider 
open inner labia lips, which were even wetter. Towards 
the bottom was the real treasure. Her pussy hole was 
also splayed open revealing her moist, pink insides. At 
the top, her clit was just sticking out slightly.

With her pussy at face level I leaned forward and put my 
lips on her clit. As I sucked it into my mouth, I felt 
it enlarge. This made it easier to lick with my tongue. 

I wanted to feel a little girl pussy so I slid my index 
finger into her pussy hole. It sunk right in. She was 
telling the truth about herself. Indeed she wasn't a 
virgin, or at least didn't still have her hymen.

As I sucked, licked and fingered her I could hear her 
moans increasing. I love the sound of a girl who is 
getting turned on.

After ten minutes of this, I felt her whole body explode 
against my face. She shook for a few minutes and then 
her body went limp. I had completely wiped her out. What 
a feeling!

After a few more minutes she opened her eyes and pulled 
me up beside her. Fortunately I was already naked, and 
it wasn't hard for her hand to find my erect cock.

Instead of pumping it, she seemed to be exploring it, 
feeling it all over. She sat up so she could have a 
better look.

"Wow, this is even bigger than Mr. Smith's," she said, 
continuing to feel it all over. (That did wonders for my 
ego.)

Bending down she put the tip into her mouth. She must 
have tasted by pre cum, for she pulled away to say, 
"Yum!"

Then she took me back into her mouth and slid me in and 
out of her throat a few times. 

Popping me out she spoke. "Would you like to fuck my 
little pussy?" she asked. "Do you have a condom?"

"Well I've had a vasectomy, so we really don't need 
one," I said. "But if you'd feel more comfortable, I'll 
use one."

"No, that's fine. I really like skin-to-skin contact. 
How about you?" she smiled.

I didn't even answer her. I just centered myself between 
her legs and started to push forward. The tip of my cock 
landed on her pussy opening and I continued pushing. It 
was not only wet but also it was also hot. 

I could feel the entrance of her pussy opening up to 
take me in. The more I pushed, the further in I went. At 
one point I heard Sally gasp. I really must have been 
bigger than she was used to.

When I bottomed out, I hesitated a while to let her get 
used to me being inside her. I also wanted to enjoy the 
pleasure of being inside her. I never thought I would 
get to fuck a fourteen-year old. Looking down and seeing 
me over her naked body was almost enough to make me cum 
right then and there.

Luckily I held off and after a while I started to pump 
in and out. I went slowly at first, trying to make every 
second last. Sally was a little more aggressive. She 
started pushing her pelvis up to mine, coaxing me to 
pump faster.

That was all the encouragement I needed and soon we were 
both fucking each other at a steady pace. I was glad I 
wasn't wearing a condom. Our flesh seemed to melt 
together as I pumped in and out. I could feel the walls 
of her vagina squeezing the head and shaft of my cock.

In all of my stories and even here I try, but there are 
really no words to describe the feeling of being inside 
a little girl's pussy.

After fucking for ten minutes, I felt Sally's insides 
expanding and contracting around my cock. This caused me 
to also explode, spewing load upon load of hot cum deep 
into her pussy.

I stayed inside her until I went soft and then my cock, 
along with a large load of cum, dripped out of her 
pussy. I watched in fascination. I have seen cream pies 
before, but never one flowing out of a hairless, 
fourteen-year old pussy. 

As if curious, Sally reached down, scooped some cum onto 
her finger, and took a taste. She looked pleased at the 
flavor.

Sally was a really tender little girl. We spent the next 
hour naked in each other's arms. We talked and made out, 
all the time while pressing our bodies against each 
other. I loved the feel of her little titties against my 
chest.

Luckily I brought some blue pills so I was hard again in 
a little while. We fucked again, this time with her on 
top. She told me she had never done this with Mr. Smith. 
I was happy there was something I could finally do that 
was a first for her.

I had more stamina this time and we fucked for about a 
half hour. I loved watching her teenage body bouncing up 
and down over mine. This time it was me who triggered 
her orgasm as I shot another load up inside her. When 
she pulled up, the cum flowed out of her pussy coating 
my shaft and balls.

When she saw this, she slid between my legs and licked 
me clean. It almost got me hard again but I saw it was 
getting late.

As we cleaned up and got dressed, we agreed this was 
only the beginning and that we would get together a lot 
more. I was happy, even though I realized I would 
probably be sharing her with Mr. Smith.

I drove her home and dropped her off a block from her 
house. We hugged goodbye and she skipped out of the car 
towards her house.

I couldn't believe that a random email could lead to 
this.

Plus it really freed up my writer's block.

A week later I got the following email:

***

Dear Netman, 

I'm still thinking about what happened last Saturday. 
You really know how to "please" a young girl. I can't 
wait to get together again.

Meanwhile, do you remember that guy at the mall taking 
pictures of my butt with his phone?

Well I ran into him again and he asked if he could buy 
me a cola...


Love,
Sally

***

OMG

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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