Perverts 'R' Us

Seducing Britney

By Jack Frost

Note: All people and events in this story are entirely fictitious.

This Story is, of course, fantasy. No Real person depicted in this story ever existed.
May be copied, Reprinted, reused, taken hostage, fed French food and be
interrupted by telemarketers. Take it, enjoy it, and wait for more.

Part One: First Contact

Since my job did not give medical benefits and since our first child was born, my
private insurance was too expensive my wife was elated when I suggested that she
find a job that would offer group plans. She was not very good at house-work and
was a horrible cook. I on the other hand had a job that took me away from the
house seven days a week, but only four hours a day.

While at church my wife found a babysitter. Her name was Pam, and since her
divorce made extra money by babysitting. We decided that since we knew her, we
would have our daughter stay with her for the little time I was gone. We had it all
figured out. Life was good, and there were no problems.. Yet!

On Monday I drove my year old daughter to Pam’s for her first day with a
complete stranger. I should have been nervous, but I knew that anyone was
probably better at watching a 1 year old girl better than I could. Pam had older sons
that helped around the house, but other than that she was completely alone out in
the boonies. Surrounded by state land the house was completely isolated. This
place looked familiar to me. It reminded me of six years earlier when I was
convicted for molesting a child in an area that looked remarkably like this.

I grabbed all of the babies supplies and walked up to the porch. As I was standing
there knocking I noticed a little face looking at me through the curtain that covered
a big picture window. The little face smiled at me and I smiled back and waved at
it. The door opened and there stood Pam. A large woman, very short hair and
absolutely no redeeming feature what-so-ever. “Hi Keith” she said looking over
my shoulder. Her eyes then looked to my daughter and Pam continued. “Here, let
me take Tammy so you can bring that stuff in.” I handed Tammy to Pam and
worked my way into the house.

“Wife said to leave the extra cloths here”, I said.  Just as I was saying that I heard
the squeals of little voices as I worked my way to the dining room table to unload
my luggage. “Who’s that?” I said dropping everything on the table.

“Those are the other kids I told your wife about. They come every day. The little
one sleeping over there on the couch is Tammy's age...Lorans.  The other two are
downstairs in the TV room, a little older, but too young for you.” she laughed.
“Sam is 9 and Brit is 6.” Pam went on to describe the surroundings as I got hard
and nervous at the same time.

Just as I was ready to leave, a tiny body worked its way through the basement
door. “Pam, the TV is making wavy lines and we can't see our game.” This must
have been Brit because she looked about 6. She was just under four foot tall (or
should I say Small). She had shoulder length dark brown hair and beautiful green
eyes, unusual for brunette I thought.

She saw me and waved from across the room. I waved back as she said “are you
the man with the new baby?” Just as she said that...she noticed that Pam was
already holding the object of her curiosity. She ran over to take a look at my
daughter. She was wearing very loose-fitting summer shirt and shorts and as she
knelt by the chair, I immediately could see down her shirt at her flat chest with
little brown dimes that were her nipples. I left with a throbbing in my pants.

As I drove back toward home to get all my stuff ready for work I thought back to
my conviction. I never have molested a boy before, and was now listed as a
predator on my states Sex Offender Registry. I had not even thought of doing
anything like that again. I had a family now and spent most of my time jacking off
to my memories of past experience, but never even took in an occasional porn
movie since my sentencing. I knew that when I got home, I would take a few
**seconds** to jack off to what I saw just a few minutes earlier.

I had stopped a little boy on his way home, told him that I worked for the county,
and asked if he could help me carry a couple of these things into the woods.
“I’ll give you $5 if you carry this for me”, I said as I handed him a tool box (empty
of course). When I scouted for kids, I always had props to help with my pick-up
line. Anyway....the Boy agreed immediately and we off to the cover of the trees.
Once out of sight, I told him to just set the box down in front of him.

I said, “when we were walking in, I noticed that you had a burr on your back....lot
of them...here, let me wipe them off.” As he turned around to let me wipe off the
burrs (which he had none) I immediately stuck my hand on his ass and said “you
gotta do something for me” I said panting by now.

“What” he said. I stood in front of him and pulled my pants down to my knees. I
figured if he ran, I would not want my pants around my ankles.. haha. He backed
his little 10 year old body away from me and said....”no way man”. I grabbed him
by the shoulder and said “yes way, man”, your gonna suck my cock. Just then I
heard a car stopping, I looked and it was the police. I froze in place, I knew it was
over.

Well my lawyer was a jackass, but did make the point that I never really touched
him and I managed to plea to a misdemeanor. But the prosecutor insisted that I
register as a sex offender. I lied to everyone, including my family, and had all
those important to me believing it was not the way it looked. I was now dreaming
of having this little girl I just met, but now I had a kid and if I was caught again...I
would surly die in prison.

Brits older sister looked like an older version of her, but she took no interest in me.
My pedo club instructed me to follow how I am reacted to....in short if the kid
shows no interest in you...don’t force it.

Time went by and Brit got used to me being around. I loved talking to her. At this
point, I had gone no further that just telling her I liked her and that she reminds me
of a little girl I knew when I was a kid. Every day...I stopped at home and jacked
off. I also began pretending my wife was this little girl. My wife noticed that sex
had been more wild lately.

Everything changed the next day.

As was normal, I dropped Tammy off and Brit greeted me as she had been for the
last several weeks. It was still summer, and I and we both had loose fitting shorts
on. After I sat down Brit came right over and sat on my lap. I immediately got a
hard on. She squirmed a bit, but she did know what it was she was sitting on.
I wanted to see that tiny ass so bad, I began to breathe heavy. Pam walked in and
greeted me. “I'll be right back up, I have to put the wash in the dryer.”

“Ok” was all I was able to manage. Once Pam was out of site, I started to play with
Brit. I said “Ill bet you can't get away.” as I held onto her and she was laughing. I
moved so the crack of her pretty butt was straddled across my throbbing cock
through our clothes. I moved her back and forth pretending to struggle with her
attempt to get away. I also learned in my pedo club that playing like this can help
you determine what she would react to.

While dry humping her little ass, I pretended to temporarily lose control of her, and
put my whole hand on her mound. She jerked and I said “oops I'm sorry, I almost
dropped you”. She giggled and just then Pam had worked her fat ass back upstairs.
But even the site of Pam was not going to lose this boner any time soon.

Luckily she went straight into the kitchen and I got up to leave. I yelled that I was
leaving. As I stood up Brit noticed my hard-on sticking out. I reached into my
pocket (adjusting) and took out my keys. I said “you were sitting on these the
whole time.. ouch” I said, sympathetically. “We will play again tomorrow, but I
gotta go...see ya, cutie”. She smiled and I got really hard again. I bolted to the door
and toward my car. “Wow” I thought to myself...God Damn that little butt was so
soft!

I was safe. I had copped more than a feel, and now my only worry was that a bald
eagle would  decide to perch itself on my pole that was clearly sticking straight out
now. I got in my car and drove home to once again jack myself off.

As I jerked myself, I dreamed of how I would love to spend an entire day with her
in my bed kissing, caressing, and teaching her a few things about pleasure. She was
too small for intercourse, but I did not need that with this one.

I immediately came and then left for work. Later that evening, I fondled myself
thinking about the morning's fun. By the time I got to my wife, I was ready to fuck
her like a teenager. And I did, several times.

That night I had very vivid dreams of not only fucking little Brit, but the
excitement of seducing her. I have never seduced anyone before. I was just a
molester, never concerned with the pleasure of my victims. The pedo club would
be proud. They take the names of sex offenders off the Sex Offender registry and
offer them membership.
The initiation I must keep secret, but as soon as you are in, you get instruction
from experts. This club has been around since 1952, but the State Offender registry
has allowed their membership to explode because they now have a mailing list. I
read the stories and watched the movies they shared (at a high price) and began to
learn the art of seduction. And I was determined to not only have Brit sexually, but
to make her my secret girlfriend.

I met with a couple of pedo members and told them my situation. They assured me
I was not going too fast, but they reminded me that once you show cock, you are
vulnerable to arrest and that I had to be patient. Stan (head of our local group) said
“ remember kids that are poor in money...offer money, kids starved for attention,
offer them attention”, it was good advice.

I showed up at Pam's about a half hour early with a pizza. “I'm buying Lunch
today, everyone” I said as I walked in the house. I was immediately a hero. Brit,
her sister, and I sat on the couch and watched TV while we ate. The Disney
Channel was on and the show was “Out of the Box”. Real little kids, no cartoons
paraded around and played and sang songs. Brit and I were soon alone, still eating,
I said to her. “I’ll bet I can pick you up with one arm”... She stood in front of me
with her arms out.

I looked around to see where Pam was and I noticed the sound of the gas trimmer
outside. Tammy was in her walker seat on the patio with Lorans, and Brit's sister
was downstairs playing video games. I grabbed her with my right arm and threw
her over my shoulder. She yelped with the excitement and I then softly dropped her
on the large, fluffy couch. As she bounced there, she looked at me with a smile.

I knelt in front of her and straddled my arms around hers and worked her legs
open. She was wearing the same red loose fitting shorts and shirt and I was
wearing my old ragged shorts with a t-shirt. I looked down at her smile and said
“you’re my prisoner” and “I will let you go if you give me a million, million
dollars” she struggled...now was my chance.

I pushed my hips forward and began to wrestle with her and rub my prick between
her legs and against her clothed pussy. I pretended to let her get loose for a second
and positioned her in doggy style on the floor. As she tried to move away I grabbed
her hips and dry humped her like I was fucking her in the ass. As I pushed her back
and forth her whole body moved...she was so fucking tiny. Her brown hair swaying
back and forth and she was laughing uncontrollably.
We did this for, it seemed, a half hour. I knew I would not try anything more. But I
knew I had to do this naked...later though. I had her in two very seductive
positions. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I laid on top of her, rubbing my
dick against her pussy and holding her tiny hips as I dry fucked her ass. And she
was clueless what I was doing. She was obviously happy that someone was playing
with her.

"I'm so sorry, Brit...but I have to go to work. I'll be back tomorrow” I said sadly.

“I wish you were my daddy, “ she said. I read this kind of stuff in pedo story sites,
but I never thought a kid would actually say that to me.

“Oh, your dad works hard, he’s probably tired when he gets home Brit-Head. I'll
always play with you, but remember your dad loves you too.” I said. I then
remembered what I was told in what we laughingly call Pedo 101. “Always find a
reason to keep it a secret. Don’t just instruct them not to say anything, more give
them something they can relate to as to why.” I said, “don’t tell anyone I was
playing with you, if your dad or mom find out they will get mad at me and you for
hurting their feelings.”

She replied “they wouldn't care”.

“Yes they would Brit. Parents don’t like being told that their kids like someone
else more than them.  Lets just keep this quiet ..k?” She agreed and I left for my
daily jack-off at home.

My wife must have been bruised that night by how hard I slammed my cock into
her. For the first time in a long time, I decided to pull out. I looked at my wife's
face (kinda homely and cute too) and I pretended (as usual) that it was Brit getting
my cock. I brought myself up to her shoulders and came on her face. I shot stream
after stream. I must have had a good six shots of thick rope. She thinks that it is her
that gets me that excited, If she only knew that I was pretending to do this to a little
6 year old she would murder me, then divorce me.....in that order.

My Pedo Club met at my house the next morning. I showed them a picture of Brit
with her little sister and Pam all smiling. One guy, Cliff, jacked off right in front of
us in my living room. They all agreed that she was so hot. After I told them how
far I had got with her so far, I noticed they were all jacking off to my story, and it
got me excited just watching that. It had been a while since most of them have had
any little hump, except for the two dads that were slowly working on their
daughters.
At about six that evening the phone rang. It was Pam. I got a little scared. Did she
see us, did Brit say something, or what else. My wife came in to the living room
and informed me that Pam broke her foot. She said that she could not drive Brit to
school on Monday (it was Friday). Brit goes to an alternative school (to this day I
do not know why) and on Mondays and Fridays she does not start until noon. “Pat
wants to know if you can drop Britney off at school on your way to work Monday,
I said you would”.

I said ok and immediately began my plan. My house is not only on the way to
work, but it's also on the way to the school she went to. Guess that’s why it made
sense to ask if I could drop her off. I ran through a hastily put together plan as I
banged my wife that night. I was going to do this right.

I thought, "ok how do I set this up? I need a reason to stop at the house. I could
leave my stuff there and say that I was used to going home first and forgot my
work stuff and had to stop and get it. I also had to call a few people so that gave us
a reason to leave early and a reason for her to come into the house with me. I also
said she could come in and see our cat." I guess her parents did not want pets
either...what assholes. But...it worked for me. I would then do everything the same
as before...and add a little.

My plan was set. On Sunday my wife and I were going at it pretty heavy. I was
talking to her like I wanted to talk to Brit on Monday. “Oh I want to shoot all over
you... I love to fuck little women like you...you give me such a boner..", etc. I
turned her on her knees and did her doggie style. She loved that position anyway.
Brit’s ass was a lot smaller, but my wife had a beautiful ass for a woman in her
early 20's. I pulled out to shoot on her ass, instead it streamed shot after shot to her
hair (dark brown of course). I then went to sleep with thoughts of Brit in the same
position.

Lights off

My heart was pounding as Britney and I drove back to my home. I could feel my
leg shake as I applied the brake to stop us privately in the garage...I closed the door
behind us. I looked at Britney, who was now looking at me, and said “Brit, you
know how I like to play with you, right?”

Britney just looked at me and smiled that perfect smile and said “yes” with a more
than little confused look on her face. “Why would he ask me that?” she must have
thought to herself.
“I can't begin to tell you how much I want to ball you !!!” I can’t fucking believe I
just blurted that out. I saw the jail doors slamming behind me...and then I saw my
life pass before my eyes. Britney stopped smiling and looked very confused.

“What is ball, what do you mean you want to ball me?”

“There is a God in heaven”, I thought to myself. I forgot this kids only experience
with a ball is the one in her toy box.

“What I mean to say is I want to wrestle with you, like we usually do. Balling is
something a little more fun...but you may not like it so we hold off on that for
now."

At her next words, I felt as thought I had fallen into a Rod Serling flick. “I know
what you wanna do...” her smile returned. “Samantha did it with uncle Josh a few
times”.

At this point I was in full cardiac arrest. “What did they do? Remember, you can
tell me anything.”

“They played around naked. She said it was fun, but that she could not tell anyone
about it”. She looked at me for my reaction.

“Well Brit, its looks like she did tell someone...you. Then you told me”. I was like
a pro. How I could go from near death to taking advantage of a perfect set-up was
Clintonesque to say the least. “You see, if you were to have told that to anyone but
me, Josh would have been killed in prison by now”. “You have to promise me that
you will not talk about this with anyone, not even your sister Sam...OK?” I awaited
her reaction.

“K”... “What are we going to do?” Brit enquired.

“Well we don’t have a lot of time, but I want to make this fun for you. Lets go
inside and I will tell you.” We both went inside the house, and I led her to the
bedroom. “If at any time you want me to stop, just say so. If anyone ever does this
without your permission, that you should report”. I looked down at her and noticed
the power of empowerment in her eyes, just as I had planned. I was like a machine
at this point. I started to remove my shoes and told her to do the same. “Climb up
on the bed and we will wrestle the fun way like Sam did.”
Brit complied like a soldier. She did not know what she was going to do, but she
did want to try what Sam had told her about. “I can see your thing..” she pointed.
“Sam says it gets really big when she plays with Josh”

I looked down, and there it was. My hard-on sticking straight out while under my
shorts. I did not remember ever being this big.:). As I felt her little body climb up
on the bed, I got even more out of breath than I had been already. “Have you felt it
before when we were playing?” I gasped out my question. “You know like this...” I
positioned myself behind her and scrunched down so my cock rested right where
the crack of her ass would be if she were naked. I began to rub my cock against her
ass. And she responded like before.

Brit turned around and looked at me as if to say “is that what that was”. She just
said “I guess”. At that she turned back around to face me.

“Just let me try this first, let yourself go and try to enjoy it.” I reached down and
gently but firm enough for her to feel my hand on her pussy over her clothes. She
rocked toward me as I rubbed her pussy with my hand. “She was into it” I thought.
I reached over with the other hand and worked her shorts down and immediately
touched her mound with my trembling had. I was so scared and excited. With a
little reluctance she rocked toward me again. “Now, you rub mine with your hand.”
I worked my pants down and my cock sprung out hard as a rock and settled right in
front of her face.

She stared in awe at my cock (which daddilicious knows is an unusual experience

Gasping for air I said. “Play with the balls stroked my shaft” while I rub your
pussy. She did not seem scared or even reluctant. Just inexperienced and willing to
try this. I thought to myself, “Josh, I owe you so much for this...you the man.” I
took off my shirt exposing my slight pot belly and hairy chest. I backed off and
took my shorts completely off.

From this point on I was out of control. This beautiful little 6 year old brunette
with the smile that kills had me under her spell. I removed the rest of her cloths
like a Vulcan during Pon-Far. Letting me have her, I soon had her completely
naked. That tiny little pussy, that flat boyish chest and frame, those lovely brown
eyes and yes even that smile presented itself to the sexual beast that was now me.
But I was also determined not to scare her.
I said “Brit, I want you to know what’s going to happen. This is our first time, so I
am not going to last that long before I cum. So I want to give you something first.”

With that announcement, I lowered my face to her pussy and began to lick it was a
melting Ice Cream cone. I licked and licked until her giggles turned into moans of
pleasure and fear. I’ll be goddamned if this little girl was not going to cum. She did
too, and excited wail of pleasure as she gripped my pony tail and pulled. It was
painful. I had about 10 years' worth of hair but the thought of this little dream
getting off on my tongue made me want to ball her even more. I really wanted to
fuck her, but I knew she was too young for intercourse. But she was loving this.
She began to thrust her hips at my face like a little pro.

Once I felt her last spasm I said “now I'm gonna wrestle with you like always, but
I'm gonna add a little.” I began to straddle her little naked body under me. My
knees and hands positioned me on a dog position as to not hurt her. I lowered my
cock down to her mound and began moving my hips back and forth. Her skin was
so soft and her pussy so warm that I felt myself building to an eruption. I felt her
move under me. Even though I could only see the top of her head, and could feel
her breath on my chest...I knew she was cumming again.

“I’m gonna cum,” I panted out, “and I wanna cum on your face. Trust me....it won't
hurt, you may even like it.” I lifted myself so that I was straddling her chest and
pointed my cock at her mouth. “Here it comes...” and just like it was a movie
scripted she looked up at me and gave me that SMILE.

I stroked my cock only once before the first rope of cum shot across her whole
face. Another came out and went into her eyes. The next shot hit her in the face
and some even went on the headboard of the bed. She began to spit like she had a
hair in her mouth and just then two more jets of cum went into her mouth. I just
hung there like I had just inhaled a nitric balloon at a Grateful Dead Concert. My
head was humming from relief.

I got a wet towel for her to clean her face off. I  went into why it felt the way it did
and what that warm white stuff was that I shot out of my cock (she now knew what
to call it). I reminded her that she could not tell anyone and that we could try more
things since Pam's foot was going to keep her from taking Brit to school for at least
a month. “If you don’t want to do any more, just tell me Brit...don’t tell on me.. tell
me..” I was nervous now.

“I wont tell anyone.” she SMILED.

After a while, Brits dad had become outright abusive and her Mom and dad
divorced. They were going to move away from him back to her mom's home in
Canada. I would never see her again after a month. But until they left, Britney and
I had loads of fun. I will be writing those as well for all my Perv Friends to
enjoy...hold on guys...it gets better.

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