Date: Tue, 24 Feb 2004 18:40:06 GMT From: tonywill99@netzero.net Subject: The Making of a Pervert I was almost asleep, lying on a chaise lounge beside the swimming pool, dressed only in a pair of white briefs. Although I'm aware that ultra-violet damages the skin, a tan looks good on me, and I figure that by the time I get skin cancer, they'll have found a cure, but just in case, I was covered in SPF 35. Though the Southern Californian air was cool, the sun felt pleasantly warm on my body. I was enjoying a pleasant fantasy about my new found partner, Leon, the first black guy I'd ever had sex with, thinking about how good his big, black dick feels as it slides up my ass, and thus I was sporting a semi-erection. Without any warning, something soft hit me on the chest. I was unhurt, but startled. I opened my eyes, sat up and looked about. Nothing looked out of place. Then I heard a small voice say, "Can I have my ball, please?" I twisted round and saw behind me, an elfin face peering between two loose boards in the fence. Turning back again, I saw a beach ball floating in the middle of the pool. I rotated once more and regarded my new acquaintance. A girl, just a child, very pretty with long blond hair, was looking at me pleadingly. "If you can squeeze through the fence, you can come and get it," I said. She parted the loose boards and slipped between them. Now I could see her better. She appeared to be about ten or eleven years old, very slender, wearing a simple blue sun-dress and flip-flops. "Hi," I said, "I'm Tony." I held out my hand. "You've caught me in my underwear." "Underwear doesn't bother me." She stepped up to me and took my hand. "My name's Jennifer," she announced. "Can you get my ball please?" "Well, we have a problem. It's right in the middle. We can't reach it." "Don't you have one of those pole things with a net on the end?" "No, the pool guy has one, but he's not due until next week. I don't think you wanna wait that long." "Can you jump in and get it?" "And get all wet? Not me. Why don't you jump in?" "'Cos I don't wanna get wet either." "There's no wind blowing, so your ball's just gonna stay there in the middle until one of us gets it," I said. "We could flip a coin, but I don't have a coin on me." "You should jump in," she said. "You've got less on than me." "If I jump in, I'm gonna skinny-dip and you shouldn't be looking at strange men who have no clothes on." She laughed. "But I can't get this dress wet." "So take it off, then we'll be quits, both of us in our undies. And you'll get to go swimming. When was the last time you got to swim in a pool?" "Last summer." She hesitated. "O.K., I guess I'll have to do it." She reached for the hem of her dress and swiftly pulled it over her head and dropped it. My heart skipped a beat, then started racing. Dressed in just her white cotton panties, she looked stunning. Her arms and legs were thin and her chest was almost flat, with just a faint hint of budding breasts. I could almost count her ribs. If she had any pubic hair, I couldn't see it. I was almost dizzy with lust. She turned and smiled at me, then jumped into the pool. After she'd splashed around for a while, doing the breast stroke with her head held high in that child-like way, she retrieved the ball, swam to the shallow end and climbed out. I had been anticipating this moment, waiting to see her in wet panties. As I'd guessed, they hid nothing, and I could see the shape of her pussy through the clinging cotton. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" I said casually, unable to take my eyes off her. "The water was nice and warm. It was fun." She sat on the lounge next to mine. Close up, she was even more heart-stopping than before. With huge round eyes and kissable mouth, she looked incredibly sexy. I must admit to having a thing for teenage girls, as long as they're not too young, though I`ve never been lucky enough to start any kind of relationship with one, but she was much younger than the nymphets who usually filled my masturbatory fantasies. Despite the fact that she was still a child, she radiated sexuality, and she would only grow sexier as she grew older. When her breasts began to show and her hips filled out, she would drive men wild with desire and I would be at the head of the line. I handed her a towel, which she put round her waist. Then she slid her panties down from underneath the towel and spread them on the hot concrete. "They shouldn't take long to dry," I said. "How long have you been living next door?" "Just a couple of days." "With your Mom and Dad?" "No, just with Granma. Dad left so long ago, I can't remember him, and Mom just went to jail, so they dumped me on Gran." I hardly ever saw the reclusive old bat next door, Mrs, McDonald. "So she takes care of you." "It's more like I take care of her. She's pretty ga-ga. All she does is watch TV all day and sleep all night. I have to cook for both of us." "So you're a good cook?" "Not really. I do frozen dinners in the microwave for her and I live mostly off macaroni and cheese, or pizza." "Doesn't sound too healthy to me. You should come over here for a meal now and then. I can cook up something delicious for you." We chatted for a while and I learned that , having only just moved into the neighborhood, she didn't have any friends or much of a social life at all. She was in the fifth grade at the local middle school, which put her age at about eleven, as I'd guessed. She didn't have a dog, which every child should have. I was sitting sideways on the chaise lounge, with my dick jammed down between my legs so she couldn't see my erection. "I think my panties are dry now," she said, reaching for them, standing up and pulling them up her legs. She had her back to me as the towel fell, momentarily revealing her cute narrow butt before it was concealed by the white cotton. Then she turned to face me, and again, my pulse started hammering. Her hips were narrow, like a boy's, and her tummy protruded slightly in that pre-pubescent way. She slid the sun-dress over her head and pulled it down. "I guess I gotta run," she said. "I have to fix a sandwich for Gran's lunch." "Would you like to come and visit me tomorrow?" "I've got school tomorrow." "After school?" "I have to go to the library to research my history homework." "You don't have a computer?" "No. We don't even have cable TV." "I've got a computer. Come over after school. We can do research ten times faster than going to the library. I'll help you with it." "O.K. Shall I come to the front door?" "No, I'll probably be in the pool. Just come through the fence." She picked up her ball. "Thanks, Tony. I'll see you tomorrow, about three-thirty." "Bye." She slipped away through the gap in the fence, and I could finally allow my dick to spring up free inside my briefs. I went indoors to my bedroom, pulled my briefs down, lay on my bed and stroked my dick, recalling the intense excitement I'd felt, seeing her in just her white cotton panties. I shot a nice big load, all over my face and chest. I smeared it around, licked my hand, then dozed off to sleep. * * * That evening, Leon, my gay black lover, came over. "I'm glad you're here," I said, "I need someone to confide in." "Go ahead," he said. "First I wanna fuck you, then I need your big black dick up my ass, badly!" He laughed, then let me undress him. Then he undressed me, and knelt down beside the bed, his body lying on the cover, his sexy ass ready for me. I lubed up and slid my cock into him. It went in easily. "I've been using my butt plugs a lot," he said. "I know you like me nice and loose." "This is fantastic, it feels just like a pussy. I love to fuck your sexy black ass, almost as much as I like to suck your big black dick." Leon likes me to talk dirty while I'm fucking him. "Take it, you fucking black slut!" I said, reached round and stroked his dick. He groaned with pleasure, and all too soon I was pumping my cum deep into his bowels. We lay side by side, naked on my bed, and he wiped my soft dick with a damp wash-cloth. "You wanted to talk," he said. "Yeah," I said. "This morning I had a remarkable experience." I told him about Jennifer, and how the sight of her in just her panties had almost given me heart failure. "Nothing unusual about that," he said. "All you straight and bi guys are into schoolgirls. Just look at all the Lolita porn on the net." "But she was only about eleven," I said. "I feel like some kinda pervert. My emotions were completely out of control." "I'd be more worried about going to jail than the state of my emotions," he said. Leon is a lawyer, and thinks like one. "If you get caught doing anything inappropriate, you're toast!" "I know, I gotta be careful." "Any kind of touching her breasts or genitals, any sexually suggestive language, even taking photos of her, could all be considered child molestation. There's a witch-hunt climate out there, these days. You'd better have my number on speed-dial, in case you get caught." I laughed. My dick was beginning to get stiff again, and not just because my naked lover was beside me. As I thought of her pulling her panties up, my dick came to full attention. "I see Mr. Happy's back in business," said Leon. Suddenly I needed his dick inside me, filling up that hungry void. "Fuck me, Leon. I need that nice big dick of yours right up my ass. Stay on your back, I'm gonna sit on your dick." I reached for the lube and spread it on his dick. Straddling him, I lowered myself on to him, letting it slide all the way in until I was sitting on his pubic bone. The I lifted myself up a little and said, "Fuck me, you big black nigga bastard! Shove your dick right up me, all the way! Harder, deeper! Ram it in as far as it'll go! Oh, shit, I love it! Fuck me! Yes, yes, I love your big black dick inside me. Cum up my ass! Fill me up with your love cream!" Leon's hand was round my dick, vigorously pumping it as I bounced up and down on his. It was a race to see who'd cum first, and I was right on the edge when I felt him explode inside me. "Oh, that was so good," I said. "I really needed it." "I bet that took your mind off little girls." It had, but only for a moment. * * * At three-thirty the following afternoon, I was naked, swimming in the pool. I'd been making some preparations, spending most of the morning downloading pictures from the internet. My God, there's some bullshit out there! I was looking at "Lolita" sites and most of them featured girls in their twenties, lying on their backs so that their tits looked flat. Very few sites offered what they claimed. Several pages labeled "preteens" had disclaimers stating "all models are at least 18 years old." Link list lead to link list, sending me round in circles, but eventually I managed to find what I was looking for, and I book-marked a dozen or so pages that contained pics of preteen and pubescent girls, in various stages of undress, or naked. I have to admit, some of it was pretty nice art. I'd avoided the more shocking ones, like six-year olds sucking dicks, and selected the more tasteful, carefully posed shots. I did include a couple that depicted girls of about Jennifer's age, naked, lying down with legs apart, deliberately showing off their pussies. I loaded all the pages on to my screen and covered them with my home-page, leaving the computer logged on and running. Shortly after three o'clock, Jennifer poked her head through the fence, saw me in the pool, and came into my back yard. She was dressed, to my delight, in her school uniform, plaid skirt, white blouse, and white knee sox. There's something about white sox that triggers my lust. She looked so utterly innocent, her hair done a braid, hanging down her back, her face devoid of make-up, that my desire was tinged with guilt. "Hi, Tony." She put down her book bag and sat on a chaise, knees apart enough for me to catch a glimpse of her white panties. I love looking up skirts, any kind of skirt, even nuns, Scotsmen, anything, but schoolgirls are the best. "Nice to see you," I said. "Wanna come in for a swim?" "After I do my homework," she replied. "Are you wearing anything?" "Nope, I'm naked as the day I was born. I told you yesterday that I like to skinny-dip." "What if someone sees you?" "Who? The fence is too high for the neighbors, which leaves only low flying aircraft, and they're welcome." She laughed. "I'm coming out. If you're bashful, look the other way." I climbed out of the pool, my dick, shrunk by the cool water, mercifully flaccid. She continued to look at me, a slight smile on her lips, as I approached, picked up my towel and started to dry off. I rubbed at my hair, with the towel wrapped round my face, giving her the opportunity to inspect me without being seen to. Then I reached for my briefs, and pulled them slowly up my legs. I was facing her, about two feet away, and as my briefs slid up my thighs, I said, "Goodbye, Mr. Dick." "Goodbye," she echoed, still smiling, as I snapped the waistband into place. "Let's go in and take care of your homework." I reached out, took her hand and pulled her to her feet. Just the touch of her hand in mine sent an electric thrill though me. We walked into the house and into my den and I sat her down in front of the computer. Within about fifteen minutes, we'd finished her project, which involve writing a couple of pages about the revolutionary war. I stood behind her, still dressed in only my briefs, leaning over her shoulder, inhaling her fragrance, the sweet odor of childhood, as I manipulated the mouse and scrolled through the material. I printed the finished piece, then one by one, closed the pages, until I came to my home page. One more click, and the screen filled with half a dozen thumbnails of semi-naked pubescent girls. "Oops," I said, but didn't close the page out. "Wow," she said, studying the screen closely, "that's far out. I guess you like young girls." "Who doesn't?" "So you like to surf porn?" "This isn't porn, it's art. All these pics are carefully posed, and you'll notice that all the girls are smiling and seem to be enjoying themselves. I'm sure they like showing off their bodies. I do." "So I've noticed," she said with a laugh. "They're all so pretty." I closed the page, revealing the next one, which showed a series depicting a preteen undressing, finally dropping her panties and showing the slit of her pussy. "There!" I said. "She's showing all she's got, with a smile on her face." I let her view it for a couple of beats, then said, "She's not as pretty as you. Let's go swim." She stood up and walked out of the den into the living room. "I don't have a swim suit," she said. "Neither do I. We'll have to skinny-dip. You're not too shy, are you?" "No, it's O.K. I don't mind." Once again, my heart raced as I watched her undress, dropping her skirt, unbuttoning her blouse, revealing her white panties and a white cotton cami-top. Then she sat down on the couch, pulled off her shoes and white sox, stood up again and peeled her top off. I was staring at her, transfixed, by dick beginning to rise again. She looked at me. "Here goes," she said, and slid her panties down and stepped out of them. I grabbed a towel and held it in front of my erection as she stood there, naked, facing me so that I could see her hairless pussy. "You're lovely," I said. "Let's go." I picked up a second towel, followed her out into the yard and let her jump into the water. I took the opportunity of drop the towel, lose my briefs and jump in after her before she had a chance to see my stiff dick. The shock of the cool water instantly demolished my erection. We swam around for a while, and played grabbing and splashing games, then I took her by the waist and threw her high up in the air and she fell back with a splash. She laughed. "More," she said, and I did it again, this time feeling her lower body brush against my cock as I lifted her up. "Again," she said and I repeated the throw several times. "I gotta go feed Gran soon," she said. "I wish you could stay. I enjoy your company." "Oh, I'll just heat something up, grab myself a sandwich and come back if you like." "Forget the sandwich. Go feed the old bat and come back and I'll cook you a nice tasty, healthy dinner." "Would you? I'd really like that." We climbed out of the pool and stood, drying ourselves. I wanted to dry her off, but I didn't want to come on to her too strongly. She was completely unselfconscious as she stood there in the nude, unbraiding her plait to dry her hair. I sat on the lounge, my eyes level with her pussy and drank in the view. My dick started to rise again, so I wrapped a towel round me, took her hand, and led her inside. In the living room , she sat on the sofa to pull her sox on. This involved raising her legs, one at a time, showing off the slit of her pussy. Then she did a reverse strip-tease, but without the tease. Fully dressed, she picked up her homework, put it in the book-bag and said, "I'll be back in about thirty minutes." I watched as she squeezed through the fence, a big stupid grin on my face. I retrieved my briefs and went inside to cook dinner. * * * After a delicious meal of chicken breasts, asparagus and French fries, with a salad on the side, Jennifer leaned back and sighed. "That was the best," she said. "I haven't eaten that well for ages. Thank you, Tony." "You're welcome. What would you like to do now. Watch TV?" "No, that's all I ever do at home, that and read books." "Reading is good. I'm a writer, so I have to read a lot." "Can I go play with your computer again, please?" "Sure. Let's go into the den." Leaving the dishes on the table, we went into the den, where my screensaver was running on the monitor, my selected pages still waiting to be seen. Jennifer sat down and began clicking on some of the thumbnails, enlarging the pictures to full screen size. I let her look at them, without comment, letting her get used to the idea of naked girls posing for the camera, until at last she came to a page depicting a strip-tease, about a dozen shots, each one seductively posed, the girl exposing more and more of her body until she was entirely nude, lying on her back, legs apart, lasciviously showing off her hairless pussy. "Wow," she said. "She doesn't leave much to the imagination. Who takes these photos?" "I don't know," I said, "but some of them have disclaimers saying that all the models have their parents' permission. I don't think anyone's doing this against their will. They all look so happy, and proud of themselves. Lot's of people like to show of their bodies. I know I do." "I'd never have guessed," she said with a note of sarcasm. I was still dressed in just my briefs. "I've yet to see you fully dressed." "And you're not shy about showing your body, are you?" "No," she laughed. "I guess I like doing naughty stuff." I took a deep breath and plunged in. "I've got a digital camera. We could take some pictures of you. No-one would ever see them except us. What do you think?" There was a slight pause. "If you promise never to show them to anyone, then, O.K., we could give it a try." I took my camera out of the desk drawer. "Let's go into the bedroom," I said. The light's better than in here." Still in her school uniform, Jennifer was the epitome of innocence combined with sexuality. I set up the camera on its tripod and directed her to sit in a big wing chair beside the bed. "Take off your shoes," I said, and as she lifted her leg, revealing her white panties, I clicked off a shot. "Now the other shoe." (click). "Now stand and lift up the front of your skirt." (click). "Let the skirt fall slowly." (click, click, click). "Unbutton your blouse and open it." (click, click). And so I went, clicking away as she dropped the blouse and gave me a number of cute poses in her undies. Then off came her cotton top, showing her almost imperceptible breasts, then down came her panties, showing her virgin pussy, to the sound of furious clicking. Then she sat down in the chair and took her socks off, lifting one leg at a time and showing her cute slit off to great advantage. Then, laughing, she jumped on to the bed and let me take a dozen shots of her, making no attempt to conceal anything. Throughout the whole exercise, she was smiling and grinning mischievously, clearly having a great time. Finally, she said, "Got enough yet?" "Thank you, that's plenty. You look sexier than any of those girls on the computer. I'll download these on to a disc and we can look at them." "That was fun," she said, "And from the look of your stiff dick, you enjoyed it too." My rigid cock was soaking the front of my briefs with precum. She lay there on her back, hands behind her head, legs slightly apart. "Gosh, you have a beautiful pussy," I said. "You really like it?" "Oh yes, it looks so kissable. Can I kiss it?" "If you want to," she said. I dropped to my knees, leaned forward between her legs and placed a gently kiss on her slit. I looked up at her. She smiled. I kissed her again, and gently probed at her clit with my tongue. I heard her take a quick breath. I licked at her clit, then pushed my tongue up her slit. "Mmm," she said. "That feels nice." For about a minute, my tongue and lips played with her pussy, until the friction of my dick against the bed caused me to cum without warning. "Oh, God!" I groaned. "Shit, I've just cum. Sorry, I didn't want to do that." I looked down at my briefs, now dripping wet with cum and precum. "Why not? I'm glad you came." "I wanted to make you cum," I said. "I very nearly did. Don't worry, you can make me cum tomorrow." * * * I guess Jennifer seemed pretty precocious for her age, but then, on second thoughts, kids are getting sex education at earlier and earlier ages, not to mention what they learn from each other. When I was her age, I was having dry orgasms when I pumped my dick, and I knew pretty much what I needed to know about sex. She knew what was happening to her and I didn't need to explain what was happening to me. The following evening, after she'd fed the old bat next door, she came over for dinner and we looked at the shots I'd taken, which I`d saved on to a C.D. Though I say it myself, they did look pretty professional, and perfectly tasteful, until the last few, in which she was obviously showing herself off in a lewd, `come-and-get-me' way. "You're not gonna put these on the internet, are you?" she asked, nervously. "Good Lord, no! I wouldn't dream of it. These are ours to see, not for anyone else." We took some more pics, mostly upskirts, one with me lying on the floor, pointing the camera upwards as she straddled me, giving me a fabulous view of her panties. At that moment my doorbell rang. I went to answer it, still dressed as usual in my white briefs, with a hard-on. It was Leon. I'd forgotten that he'd arranged to come over. "Come on in," I said. "I have company." He looked apprehensive. "It's O.K., it's female company. Jennifer, this is my boyfriend, Leon." "Hi, Jennifer." He held out his hand. "Delighted to meet you." Turning to me, and glancing down at my erection, he said, "I hope I'm not interrupting anything." "No," I said, "I was just taking some photos of Jennifer." "Can I see them?" he asked. "Absolutely not," I said. He gave me a knowing look. "So you're Tony's boyfriend?" said Jennifer. "Yes," said Leon. "Does that mean that you and he . . ." She had the grace to blush. "Do we have sex?" He glanced at me and I gave him a slight nod. "Yes, Jennifer, we do." "Like, what do you do together?" Leon hesitated, so I jumped in. "We play with each other's cocks." "Do you suck them?" Leon looked startled at the unexpected question, coming from one so young. "Er. . .yes, we do. Does that bother you?" "No, why should it?" she replied, innocently. "I know Tony likes girls, but I didn't know he was into guys as well." "I'm bisexual," I said. "I like girls and guys. Especially sexy ones like you two." Turning to Leon I said, "I'm sorry, I'd forgotten that you were coming over." "I can leave," he said. "No, don't go. I know you came here to make love to me." "Tony, there's a young girl here, if you hadn't noticed." "Don't mind me," said Jennifer. "If you two guys wanna fool around, I don't mind." "Jennifer," said Leon in his best lawyer`s voice, "I don't think it's appropriate for you to be here while two adult males have sex together." "I don't mind," she said. "It would be a learning experience for me." The seriousness of her tone made me laugh. I stood behind Leon and put my arms round him, pressing my hard cock against his butt. "Relax, Leon. She's O.K. She's a smart girl and she isn't gonna go telling tales, are you?" "Who would I tell them to?" she asked. "'Whom'", said Leon, correcting her grammar. "Leon, just reach behind you and fondle my cock." "Are you crazy? There's a ten-year-old girl watching!" "Eleven," she said. "I know," I said, "and it's turning me on. I want her to watch me sucking your dick." "Oh, cool!" said Jennifer, and my hand slid down to Leon's belt and unbuckled it. Then I unzipped his pants and let them fall. "Christ!" said Leon, "we're gonna end up in jail!" "No we won't," I said, pushing my hand inside his briefs and gripping his cock. "I've never seen a black dick," said Jennifer, eagerly. "Here goes," I said, and pulled Leon's briefs down till they dropped to join his pants. "Look at this!" I waved Leon's cock at her as it began to grow stiff. "Too late now, Leon, we're committed. You've exposed yourself to an underage girl, so you're guilty already. Might as well enjoy it from now on." Jennifer's eyes grew big and Leon's dick swelled to it's full size. I spun him through ninety degrees, knelt down and removed his shoes, pants and briefs. "Let me show you how to suck a dick," I said to Jennifer, and took Leon's cock between my lips. I proceeded to give him one of my classic blow-jobs. He was now helpless, putty in my hands, and within a couple of minutes, he shot his load into my mouth. I turned to Jennifer, opening my mouth and showing her my cum-coated tongue, then swallowed it. "Mmm, delicious," I said, with a smile. "Can I suck yours, please, Tony" she asked. "I don't believe this," muttered Leon. "I'm gonna take a shower." As Leon left the room, Jennifer pounced on me, pulling me to my feet and pushing my down on the bed. She pulled my wet briefs down and took my dick in her mouth. I reached down, grabbed her by the hips, and swung her body round until she was sitting on my face, my mouth pressed hard against the front of her white cotton panties. Her attempt at a blow job was not bad considering her age and the fact that mine was probably the first dick she'd sucked. I wanted to warn her that I was about to cum, but my mouth was covered by her cotton clad pussy, and all that came out was a muffled mumble. She kept her mouth clamped on my cock as I came, and continued to lick at it until I lifted her off. She lay on my chest and kissed my on the lips, letting my savor the taste of my own cum. "That was so cool!" she exclaimed. "Now I know why you like to suck guy's dicks. It's great!" * * * Jennifer kept our secret, though Leon continued to worry about the legal ramifications of our encounter. He never joined us again, which was a pity, because I loved being seen by Jennifer as I sucked him off. Being on my knees with a big black dick in my mouth was wonderful in itself, but being watched by a prepubescent girl made it all the better. I now have several C.D.'s of Jennifer in all stages of dress and undress, but nowadays, she has a pair of well developed tits and wide hips, and somehow, together with her innocence, the thrill has faded. Puberty has come and gone, and now she's just another precocious, well developed, self conscious teenager, no longer willing to skinny dip or pose for naughty pics. So I've let her go. I'll miss her uninhibited laughter, her spontaneity, and those stolen glances up her skirt, but I'll always have the memory of her fabulous gift to me. Not forgetting the C.D`s. The End My email address has changed and is now "tonywill99@netzero.net" Here is a list of my stories and where to find them: "White Briefs" series; Gay male, encounters, Jan 28, 04 "My Teenage Angel"; Gay male, adult/youth, Sept 6, 03 "Old Enough to Drink?" Gay male, adult/youth, Oct 31, 03 "My Wife and the Neighbor"; Bisexual, encounters, Oct 25, 03 "Three Way Piss Party"; Bisexual, urination, Sept 1, 03 "Yellow Hanky"; Gay male, urination, Sept 2, 03 "Hard on the Wind"; Gay male, adult/youth, Dec 8, 03 "Leon"; Gay male, beginnings, Feb 14, 04 and Gay male, interracial, Feb 4, 04 "Drinking Hers and His"; Enjoy, and feel free to email me. Your responses are appreciated. Tony.