This story is a typical example of how I get my girls. They love the attention and will do anything to make me happy. Anything.
I headed to a park in another town, I never pick up girls that live in my own area, that’s too risky and can lead to complications, so I always head to the next town over, I’d hang out in the park on and off for a couple of days, get a feel for things, and see who is about.
I’m like a Lion stalking a herd of Gazelles, I listen, I watch and I observe, until I find the weakest of the herd, and that’s the one I go for.
Her name was Samantha, 12 years old, she was always being left out of the other groups of girls, mostly sitting alone on a bench, watching the others from afar, she wasn’t like the other girls, her clothes weren’t the latest trend, her hair was nesty and she didn’t wear make-up, she wore glasses with blue tape around the nose park where they’d been broken, a snotty nose and spots on her face.
When the other girls walked away, leaving her sitting alone, swinging her legs off the bench seat and looking very disheartened, I made my move and walked down and sat next to her on the bench, “Hi.” I said, after a few minutes of silence and her giving me some casual glances, probably wondering why I was sat next to her.
“Hi.” She replied, with a distinct lack of enthusiasm.
I struck up a conversation with her, just general chat, talking about the park, the weather, and made a few jokes to make her laugh and drop her guard, eventually she trusted me enough to accept half of my chocolate bar, which she seemed grateful for.
It started to get dark and she said she had to go home, so I walked with her until she got out of the park, just for some company and “I want to make sure you’re safe.”, gaining her trust, I asked her if I’d see her again, she couldn’t give me a definite answer.
The next day I went back to the park and sat on the bench, sure enough, as the local school was coming out, I saw her come in to the park and walk right towards me, she sat on the bench next to me with a smile on her face, “Hi.” She said, with a shy giggle, she looked happy, because in her eyes she’d made a friend, finally she had someone to talk to.
We talked again as a group of girls from her school walked by us, giving us weird dirty looks, I gave them the evil eye so they knew not to say a word, I wasn’t about to let them hurt Samantha’s feelings, believe it or not I do actually care about the girls I go for.
I took her to the shop and I bought her an ice-cream, I dropped mine on purpose so that she’d feel bad for me and she shared hers with me, works every time, we walked through the park, laughing and giggling, sharing the ice-cream, having lots of laughs and fun, any doubts she may have had about me had long gone, now she trusted me.
“Can I have a hug?” I asked her, just as she was leaving to head home.
She was hesitant and her pretty little face turned bright red with embarrassment, but she ran back over to me and gave me a hug, just as she let go of me, I quickly leaned down and pecked her on the lips, taking her by surprise, she looked shocked but happy, “Bye.” She said, skipping off in to the distance.
We met up again the next day and this time I was armed with a present for her, a cheap fake gold heart necklace, she was so excited to get a present, she opened the box and almost burst in to happy tears, “Thank you. I love it.” She said, hugging me, then she held her hair off her neck as I placed it on her and gave the side of her neck a cheeky kiss, “There we go. It looks beautiful on you.” I said, she asked me why I was being so nice to her, I told her because I liked her, then I went for it, “Will you be my girlfriend?” I asked her.
She turned red again and wouldn’t give me an answer, I was a lot older than her, so she wasn’t sure, that always happens, so what I do then is say, “It’s okay, don’t worry. I just really like you that’s all.” And I stand up to walk away, “I’ll see you tomorrow, maybe, okay.” I add.
That’s when she panicked and got worried, thinking she’d hurt my feelings she rushed to her feet, “Where are you going?” she asked.
“I’m going to go home.” I said.
“Don’t you want to hang out?” she asked, “We can get ice-cream, I’ve got money today.” She said.
“Nah – I’m going to go.” I replied, turned around and slowly started walking.
Thinking she was about to lose the only person who has paid her any attention, a friend, someone who actually likes her, it forced her to make a rushed decision, “Yes. I’ll be your girlfriend.” She said, rushing around and in front of me.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah.” She replied with a smile.
I hugged her, picking her up slightly off the floor because I was taller than her, then I gave her a kiss, “I’m so happy. I love you.” I said, being young and naive, she said she loved me too, then we walked around the park holding hands as boyfriend and girlfriend, and I got another big kiss out of her before she went home.
We met up again every day for about a week, and grew closer and closer, I got her to let me kiss her more and more, and I taught her how to kiss with tongues, she had become putty in my hands, easy to manipulate to my perverted will.
One weekend I took her back to my house, we sat on the sofa watching movies and eating junk food all day, stopping regularly for kissing, as we were kissing quite passionately on the sofa I made my move, I slowly leaned her down on to her back so I was over her, I brushed my hand up her skinny little leg, up her skirt and gave her panties are light tug.
She immediately stopped me, as I expected, and she got up off the sofa, “Uhm – what are you doing?” she asked.
“I just want to show you how much I love you. Please let me.” I said.
“I don’t want to do that. Not yet.” She replied, looking nervous.
“But I thought you loved me?” I asked.
“I do.” She replied.
“Then why don’t you want to do it?” I asked.
“I just don’t want too.” She replied.
I stood up and got her jacket, “You’re right. You should probably go. This was a bad idea. You’re just a little girl, I should have known you weren’t mature enough for this. I’ll walk you to the bus stop.” I said.
She panicked again, my mind games were working, believing that she was going to lose me for good, she threw her jacket down on the chair, “I don’t want to go. I’m mature enough. I’ll do it.” She said.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
She nodded, “Yeah.” She replied.
We got back on the sofa and picked up where we left off, her body was shaking as I removed her thin cotton panties, “It’s okay, just relax. We love each other, this is a good thing.” I said, then I removed her top, she had the cutest little nipples and I sampled them with my tongue, after removing her skirt and getting her naked, I kissed her to distract her while I forced my finger up her tight virgin pussy.
“Ungh! – Argh!” she moaned.
“Just enjoy it, babe.” I said, finger fucking her wildly.
“Ungh – Ung – Ungh!” she moaned, spreading her legs apart further and twisting her hips around in circles.
I reached down and pulled out my erection, she looked a little scared when she saw my huge throbbing cock between my legs, “Shush – It’s okay.”, I laid myself on her and pushed it between her legs, my tip slipped in to folds of her pussy and then slid up her very tight hole, the rim of her hole forcing my foreskin back as I pushed my cock inch by inch into her tiny body.
“Oh, Samantha. Oh, baby. Oooah.” I groaned, as I began to fuck her.
Her skinny little body rocking back and forth as I thrust in to her again and again, she sounded heavenly when she moaned, “Ungh – Oh – Ungh – Ungh” and her pure innocence drained away.
She was one of the best fucks I’d ever had, and I made sure to fill her up with every drop of my semen, once I’d broken her in, she was ready to go at a moment’s notice, and we spent the rest of the afternoon and in to the early hours of the night fucking like rabbits, I drilled her in every hole she had.
She continued to come over to my house on a weekend for a couple of months, and the sex was amazing, but eventually I get bored, having used and abused her as much as I can, it was time to let her go and for me to go find my next weakling to prey on.
I’ve had so many girls this way, it’s always the same, sad lonely girls just looking for someone to be their friend, to tell them they’re beautiful, to make them feel wanted, and they’ll do anything to keep you, even things they know they shouldn’t do, they’re so easy.