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Related post: From: an371697anon.penet.fi (El Turpial)
Reply-To: an371697anon.penet.fi
Date: Sat, 4 Nov 1995 00:14:51 UTC
Subject: TURPIAL1.TXT (1/2) b/bgM,feet,tickle... ================= TURPIAL1.TXT Part I ====== 18K ==========
WARNING: This is a purely fictional story that involves cute
prepubescent boys and molestation, sexual arousal, feet,
tickling, maybe sex, and other sensitive topics meant only for
a few adults that enjoy reading about all this perverted stuff.
If this doesn\'t rock your socks, or you are not even 18 years
old yet, I order you to read no further. At least, petite angel nymphet I won\'t be
responsible. I MEAN IT. YOU ARE WARNED!The contents of this file beyond this paragraph DO NOT express,
represent, or have anything to do with the opinions, believes,
sexual preferences or conduct of the author, myself. Even if it
might not appear that way.Note: If you are looking for a hard-core story about children
fucking like dogs, don\'t bother with this one. It will put you
to sleep.PLEASE READ: You are free you to post this file in related
newsgroups and BBS\'. If you do, (which I doubt) please keep
the whole file unchanged and don\'t take any parts from it - don\'t
be a dick-head. And excuse my inglich. It\'s not my first, or
even second language.
This is my first attempt to write a story of this type (or any
type). I\'ll finish it and write more soon. I am open for
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\"El Turpial\"
============================================================== Part 1
I don\'t understand people like my girlfriend who don\'t think
that children can be sexually arroused. (Not that I am trying
to convince her otherwise) She said that she had no sexual
feelings until she was about 14, which makes me feel sorry for
her. Since I was in the first grade in South America, I
remember being aroused, long before I was taught anything about
it. It was always something very private, although I never
considered it dirty or bad. I somehow knew I wasn\'t the only
boy that would be shy and embarrasses, but at the same time
exited and aroused, about getting naked at the doctor, or
changing in front of bbs nymphet sweet
relatives and friend of the family I was
supposed to trust, or about showing my private parts to other
kids.My father always told me that a man was not ashamed to get
naked in front of other men. However, I didn\'t fell quite
comfortable doing this. Even about taking off my shirt, or
talking off my socks and nymphet drawings exposing my feet, which also felt like
private parts to me. This wasn\'t because I felt embarrassed
about they way I looked. Actually, most people made me feel
unusually good looking and cute. Teachers would tell me that I
was the cutest looking kid in school, which embarrassed me a
great deal, but made child fucking nymphets
me feel good about myself. Maybe they
liked me because white blond boys were not common there. I
think I was afraid that some grown up would also like my
private parts and look at them or want to touch them, as they
touched my face or hair telling me that I was cute.I remember when I was about 11 years old chasing each other
with my best friend in school through the hallways. He was a
very slim cute looking boy like me. He is one and a half year
younger and he was about 6 inches shorter than me at the time.
He had light brown hair and beautiful transparent big green
eyes. One day, the soccer coach called in sick, so we were free
to go home by noon. I changed into my tennis shoes, staying in
the rest of my soccer uniform, which consisted of a tight
bright orange T-shirt and loose wide blue short that hardly
cover my underwear. My friend somehow knew that the coach
wasn\'t coming, so he stayed in the regular school uniform,
which was blue-jeans and a white long-sleeve shirt.I hanged around in school with him after we were dismissed and
most kids had left. We ran around in russian nymphets ukrainian nymphets the hallways playing
hide-and-seek. We had ran so much that we were exhausted
after half an hour. He was sweating a lot and breathing really
fast, while shaking his shirt trying to cool off. He sat down
on the second of two steps in the middle of the hallway in the
new kindergarten section, still under construction, which was
empty because few kids there had just returned to their classes
after their recess. fashion nymphets I sat on his right side, feeling his warm
body still panting.He started undoing the buttons nymphets european of his shirt, occasionally
blowing into his sweaty chest and stomach trying to dry off
while telling me how he enjoyed sliding on the polished hallway
floors running around the corners. I couldn\'t avoid peeking
inside his shirt at his exposing torso which was considered by
me a private part. He said that he could feel preeteen nymphet movies his heart pumping
really fast after running so much. I think I started getting
aroused from the moment he the undid first button. After giving
it a long thought, I placed the palm of my hand on his bare
chest to feel his elythe nymphets heart beat, nervously wondering how he would
react. He looked at me with a smile like saying \"can you feel
it?\".I felt my head heavy and a shivering sensation running down
my spine that tighten my butt muscles. I felt so great about
him letting me touch his warm wet and tight little bare chest
moving nymphet models uncensored from his heavy breathing while we looked at each other
smiling only inches apart. I looked closely at his tiny, almost
invisible blond cute hairs on his tanned left cheek, and at his
tiny sweat drops building up non nude nymphets lol on his perfect skin all over his
face. He had the most refined and beautiful little nose, eyes,
cheeks, ears. Almost like a beautiful girl.Even at that early age, before I knew about sex or
masturbation, I fantasized about photo nymphette running the tip of my tongue
through his skin, following a drop of sweat that come from his
hair, running down his right ear and perfect cheek to his
delicate pointy chin and dropping at the base of his neck.
After about half a minute, I woke up from my fantasy and
continued to listening to his story about how he fell and slid
half way into the bowling track and still hit a strike. His
story wasn\'t hard to believe because he was always doing this
sort of crazy things I admired him for and that made me laugh
hysterically. I couldn\'t stop laughing just imagining how fast
he must of come running into the track with that bowling ball.I also loved that he wouldn\'t mind, or even react at all when I
got so close to him, or when I touched his shoulder trying to
get his attention, or when I touched his arms or neck during a
regular conversation. I admired his innocence. Touching was
something so natural to him. Not much later I found out that he
was very affectionate with his parents, little brother and
sister. Touching them and showing his affection was something
so natural, unlike myself, often too shy to show my much
affection. He would hug them, even without his naked torso, or
touch them, without realizing, even with his bare feet. I loved
it when he did this with me too, while he was the only person
I would have this type of contact with.Anyway, after I dared touching his bare chest, he brought his
back down to the floor and laid with his hands behind his head,
still breathing hard and exposing his cute under arms, chest,
and tummy.- He cough my eyes staring at his bare chest, as I said \"I can
really see your hart beating in you chest.\"
- \"Really?\" he said, moving his beautiful light green eyes to
his chest without even moving his head or changing his
expression.
He grinned and started contracting his firm, little left
pectoral muscle, faking that it was his heart doing it.
I couldn\'t believe my luck and took the opportunity to touch
him more.
- Jokingly, I said \"This is NOT normal. A Doctor should see
this!\" as I opened his shirt further and placed my ear and left
chick on his right tiny nipple, like trying to listen closely
to his heart-beat.
He laughed slightly tickled, and placed one hand on my right
cheek and the other one on my neck.
- While laughing, he said \"Hee!.. Hee!.. Excuse me stupid
doctor, but the heart is on the left, not on the right!\" and
took his head to the left side of his chest.
- I faked as if I lost my balance and fell on top of the naked
half of his beautiful body.
- \"Hey, more respect with your Doctor! ... \", I said. \"Nurse!,
bring me my tools. I have to examine this patient!\" as I placed
my forearms inside his shirt, along the sides of his chest,
gently touching his warm skin with my open hands and neck,
while feeling his tiny stiff pink nipples with my lips and
cheeks. I felt embarrassed, just waiting for him to push me
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bare chest, thinking to myself that It was still
worth it. I kept making him laugh with my dumb comments about
how I couldn\'t find his heart and about how sick he was. I was
so exited, that I was nervous. I felt the floor moving, like if
we were it a boat. I had goose bumps all over. I also felt this
cold sensation run from the back of my neck down through my
back, lower spine, butt crack, to the base and tip of my
erected 9 year old penis. I had never felt my pee-pee so hard.
That\'s when I realized that it could grow from feeling so
intensely good like this.- \"Help! Get this maniac away from me! I want my mommy!!
Uaaaa!\" he yelled laughing hysterically.
- \"Shut up!... \" I said, also laughing \"... I know what\'s wrong
with you!!\" Then trying to make a serious doctor face I said
\"You are pregnant!\" as I moved down between his legs, with my
stomach and erection against the cold floor, with my chest over
his crotch. I nymphet teenie fuck pic
placed my open hands on his bare tummy and my
elbows on his thighs, as I opened up his belly button nymphets young angels a little
with my thumbs, like trying to see inside. I could tell that it
tickled him a little, but he kept his hands behind his head.
- \"Help! I don\'t want to be a mommy! Go away! \" He yelled again
slightly trying to push me away with his knees.
- \"Don\'t worry. I see you are going to have a beautiful boy.\" I
said, getting on my knees and putting my left ear on his tummy.He was laughing so much, shaking my head on his tummy. He put
his right leg between mine and tried to push me away with his
leg, putting pressure on my crotch. I wondered if he liked
pressing against my swollen pee-pee, knowing how good it felt,
or if he was so innocent that he didn\'t realized what he was
doing. I just had to know if his pee-pee was big too, which I
couldn\'t to see through his jeans. I decided to go one step
further. I got up a little and placed my right hand on his
tummy, tickling it with the yolk of my five fingers, while
pressing on his crotch with my fore-arm. I right away felt his
soft genitals, which didn\'t seem to be aroused at all. He
continued giggling and shaking his head like saying \"It doesn\'t
tickle me!\", referring to his tummy. I thought to myself,
either he doesn\'t notice that I was in heaven feeling his dick,
or he was faking not to notice. Then I realized that it just
didn\'t come to his attention because it was just as natural as
me touching his tummy, or maybe his feet. I just couldn\'t
believe my luck. I thought for a moment that I could just do
anything I wanted with this guy. I just enjoyed his penis for
another two minutes. I even tickled his tummy with one hand
while I underground nymphets bbs rested the other one gently on his fluffy genitals, but
he didn\'t seem to mind at all. He just kept showing me trying
to show that he couldn\'t be tickled.After a while, it was getting rough rubbing my dick on his
moving leg, so I tried to hold his leg still by pressing my
knees together holding his foot between them. He tried to
release his foot by lifting his heel, which made it come out of
his sneaker. He let a quick laugh and tried to use his fore-
finger to put nymphet video clips
his right heal back in his shoe. I easily, being
stronger than him, pulled his hand away, grabbed the shoe,
pulled it off and threw it 10 feet away behind him. He laughed
and placed his foot back on the floor.I placed his hands back behind his head and I put my right hand
back on his stomach, but this time I didn\'t move it. We just
stared at each other for about ten seconds without moving a
hair. I was fascinated by his beautiful eyes. I felt so closed
to him. I couldn\'t believe how much I liked this little guy. I
felt that I would do anything to protect him, or to protect our
friendship. I saw in his face that he liked me and that he was
having a lot of fun. I slowly run my fingers from his left
shoulder down, hardly touching his warm skin. I lightly touched
both his nibbles with my pinkie and thumb, and continued
caressing and looking at every bump on his tight body on my way
down until I ended up freshly resting my hand over his crotch,
cupping his little penis and balls, and slightly squeezing them
through his jeans. Then I decided to look up at his face again
afraid that he would seem uncomfortable. He wasn\'t smiling or
serious. He just looked relaxed. I thought I felt his little
penis move. I looked down at my hand and I looked back at his
eyes. I could tell for sure that his little dick moved
again. He gave me a shy smile as he kept contracting his little
penis. He seemed so relaxed that I could tell he had no strong
feelings inside, unlike myself. I felt slightly uncomfortable
and gave him a shy look like wondering if I was bothering him.
Then he gave me the most beautiful grin, telling me that I
wasn\'t.He moved his light eyebrows up and down, opening his nice green
eyes wide like saying. \"So, what do we do now?\". I laid my
cheek over his genitals and gave him a soft kiss there. I felt
that it tickle him a little because he contracted his stomach
and placed his right foot over the other one with the shoe on.
I looked down at his feet and noticed a mark of wetness, where
his foot was, fading before my eyes. I looked at his sock,
making a funny expression and waving my hand in front my nose
like saying \"Yuck, your foot stinks\". He giggled and planted
his warm wet foot on my bare left thigh. I just loved making
him laugh and feeling his tummy shake. I tried a more serious
and disgusted face, and looked to the side. Then he rested his
foot on my stomach. He was having fun again. I could tell that
this was his type of game. He was so innocent. Like a baby. He
was just perfect for me.I made another face that seemed to be the funniest one, so he
laughed really hard as he tried to put his foot in front of my
face. I held his leg and threw him to the side, maybe a little
too hard, forgetting that I was stronger that him.
- \"You are such a baby!\" I said, too shy to apologize.
I think he read in my face my concern about pushing him too
hard. He regained his previous posture with both feet on the
floor, and gave me an obvious fake sad look that said \"You hurt
me!\"
- I said \"OOOOOoohhhhh..\", lowering the pitch at the end,
meaning: \"Poor baby\"
- Then he brought his left thumb to his mouth like a nudes colections nymphets baby and
giggled. At the same time, bringing his left foot up by my face
again, challenging me by wiggling his toes.
I actually felt a little sorry for him about me being rude
before. I lowered my head and smelled his foot, slightly
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the smell. To this, he laughed shaking his body and brought his
foot away from my face.
- \"Aha!, I finally ticccklllld yoouuuu!\" I said.
- \"No, you didn\'t.\" He said still laughing.
- \"Yes, I it tickled\"
- \"No, you didn\'t\"
- \"I know I did\"
He was quiet for ten seconds, making a cute serious face while
gaining more courage to try again. I knew what he was going to
do and realized that I was getting aroused again.I would have been shy and uncomfortable if someone would play
with my feet the way how I was playing with his. My feet were
something so private that it bothered me when pt nymphet model grown-ups paid
attention to them, or talked about them. Actually, I didn\'t
like feet in general. I found most grown up feet and some fat
kid\'s feet disgusting, specially their toes. However, nice
kids\' feet didn\'t bother me.I was sitting on my legs, with my arms hanging loose on both
sides, ready for his foot. When I felt him touching my nose
again with the bottom of his foot, I felt really special and
close to him, like if he was sharing something really private
that he would only share with me. Even tough he probably would
have let his sister, parents, or even the ugly school genitor
touch his feet.I thought that his little foot was so cute, I wanted to see it
naked. For the first time I smelled the boy\'s foot in my face.
It smelled slightly humid, like one of my sneakers when wet,
but it didn\'t stink at all. I nymphets free clips thought that the humid smell came
from his sock, so I wondered what his bare foot smelled like.
Then I looked at his little face wearing a fake serious look
that reminded me that I was supposed to tickle him.I started to draw little circles on the soles of his feet with
the tip of my nose, which didn\'t make him laugh at all. I
wanted to feel the smell of his foot again, which I was
starting to enjoy. I felt my cheeks and nose a little humid
from all the sweat from his foot absorbed in his sock, which
didn\'t bother me at. I closed my eyes and imagined that it was
his so private white naked foot that nymphet japan nude he was rubbing all over my
face. I felt my heart beating really fast, and the tip of my
stiff 9 year old penis wet under my foreskin, separating from
my testicles, beating fast like my heard, and pushing against
my tight underwear. I pushed the tip of my nose between the
base of his big toe and the next one, hopping that I wouldn\'t
tickle him too much, while breathing hard through my nose. I
felt the same humid smell, but ten time stronger . He
contracted at the heal and I buried my lips and chin in the
concave part of the bottom of the boys\' humid warm foot. I
heard him laugh a little, but he was still under control.I wanted to run my nose through the base of his other toes, but
his sock got in the way. I grabbed the tip of his sock with my
teeth and pulled it, making his sock slide out about half way,
exposing his untanned ankle, but not his heal yet. His socks
slid out easily because they were pretty used and stretched. He
opened his toes wide in his loose sock, and tried to grab my
nose, cheeks and mouth with his little toes. He spent about two
minutes trying to grab my face from somewhere, while I moved my
head making it difficult for him, extending the length of his
performance. He had the cutest expression, like a sexy spoiled
little boy who knew how cute was. I stopped moving nymphets nude russian illegal
for two
seconds and he gripped my nose so tight that it hurt a bit, so
I pulled away and hold my nose with my right hand.
- He said \"I am sorry!\", with a face of concern like he meant
it.I smiled at him, still holding my nose. He smiled back and put
his warm foot back on my face, touching underage little nymph it from chin to
forehead, as I lowered my hand to hold my stomach which all
this time had felt as if I was going down an elevator. Then he
patted my nose gently downwards a few times with his sole and
toes. I turned cold, as his heal was exposed. It looked skinny
and even whiter that his ankle. Maybe he had been exposed to
the sun wearing shoes with no socks, but his feet had only been
exposed inside home. His seemed so smooth and soft, without any
hair or pores from his tight calf, to the bottom of his now dry
heel. Like most prepubescent boys\' feet in urban areas, it
didn\'t have thick rough skin at the bottom of his feet. His
skin there was as soft and smooth as the palm of his hands.
As it had been the case so far, I couldn\'t just follow my
instincts and feel his naked foot on my face. I had to do it as
if I was just having a hard time trying to tickle him.
- \"Grrrrrr, Ahhhrrr,\" I went, like a dog, trying to softly
bite his heal.
- \"AAAAhhh!\", he went in a high pitch tone, tickled, and
retracted his little foot a few inches from my face afraid
that I would bite it.
Trying not to scare him away, I went like a friendly dog,
with my hands hanging from my wrists in front of my shoulders.
He continued smiling as he brought his lovely half naked foot
up in front of my face where it belonged. I sniffed on his heal
and sole, sticking my nose under his sock, feeling his naked
foot on my lips and chin. The contact with his bare foot seemed
to tickle him, but he tried not show it.- \"Give up?\" I said.
- He shook his head and said \"mmm mmm\", prepared for more
torture.
I hold his sock and ankle with my left hand, nude polish nymphets slowly and gently
sliding my whole right humid hand under his loose sock,
caressing the sole and toes of his foot. He shut his eyes
tight, opened his mouth wide, and raised his shoulders holding
his breath, trying really hard not to laugh. Has so cute, like
a little monkey.
He calmed down a little as I run my fingers slowly through his
toes, played with them, grabbing each toe between my thumb and
forefinger, gently twisting them and feeling between them and
over his tiny toenails. I looked at his thin fingers, relaxed
on his tummy, wondering what his toes looked like. I felt the
urge to see them, feel them, put them close to my face.I was tired of playing games. I had to get him naked there. I
separated my wrist from his heel, as his sock slid out and
dropped between his genitals and ass, and slid down to the
floor between his legs. I felt as if it had fell on my little
balls, and brushed down my crack and little ass-hole.There it was! The cute boy was holding his little naked foot in
front of my face, waiting to be tickled. It was beautiful. His
little toes, its slim figure, perfect sample of a boys foot.
The most beautiful foot I ever saw was on that same day I
realized my passion for the first part of a little boy\'s body I
learned to love, their little feet. I was very hot and cold at
the same time. I was so tense I couldn\'t move nymphets top kds kiddy just trying to
keep my balance as I was standing on my knees. I leaned forward
a bit to look at the part I was most curious about, the part of
toes where his toe nails were. They looked so clean, perfectly
shaped, unlike my own which didn\'t make me proud. His big toe
nail wasn\'t the longer than wider type, with this fat looking
flesh on the sides and tip that made it look fat, as I thought
of mine. All of his toes and nails were just perfect, and
seemed like they were constantly taken care of.I could no longer play the ticking game and hide my feelings.
- I said \"So you think I can\'t tickle your little foot?\" as I
felt with both hands, fingers, face and lips. I couldn\'t
control myself. I ferborsly licked his whole foot, sucked his
little toes, licked between his nymphet pussy
toes, like a hungry cave-man
eating chicken BBQ. All that existed was his foot and me. As I
performed oral sex on the boy\'s foot, I felt in my rectum and
between my legs fashion model nympho under my balls something getting really stiff,
that gave me the most intense pleasure I never nymphets live thought
possible.I spent about a minute eating his foot, until I remember that
he was there looking at me. I felt an electric shock of
pleasure all over my body as I saw the cute boy there, laying
calmly on the floor, giving me his so private foot to suck. I
stared at his eyes, sucking at the three little toes in the
middle.I asked if it tickled him. He smiled calmly and shaked his head
no, looking a little confused by my appetite for his foot. I
asked if it felt good, and he gave me an expression like \"I
don\'t know\", not knowing what I meant. I looked embarrassed,
wondering what he thought about me. I retrieved from his foot
all wet with saliva, as he wiggled his toes, not used to all
the wetness. I lifted my T-shirt up to my chest and dried his
foot with it for about 5 seconds. Then I placed it on my bare
stiff tummy under my T-shirt, and dried the front of his foot.I lowered my T-shirt, as he left his still humid foot resting
on my tummy. I asked if it bothered him that his foot got like
that. He asked me if I liked doing it. I said \"Yes!!\". toplist teen nymphets He took
off his other shoe, and put his heal on my chest. I pulled his
sock and felt his sweaty foot on my cheeks and forehead. After
a few seconds, I was again eating his other little foot like a
crazy guy, while he looked at me with amusement.I again felt this stiff sensation between my legs, like if pee
was trying to come out. My penis was so hard that it started to
hurt. It was pulling my foreskin against my tight underwear. I
contracted my buttocks, trying to hold the pee. I reached under
my underwear, and made my little hard dick face upwards,
squeezing it a few times. I took his right foot over my crotch,
rubbing it over my short. He grabbed with his toes the tip of
my foreskin sticking out the band of my shorts. Then he pulled
away and put his little foot on my thigh under my shorts. I
slid his foot up on my hip, exposing my balls through the leg
of my shorts. It was more that I could handle. An orgasm was
building up slowly. I moved his leg to the left, squeezing hard
his little foot inside my shorts on my hot penis with my left
hand, while holding his foot tight with my right hand, running
my tongue between little nymphet pic nude all his toes inside my mouth.My penis was alive, contracting with my heart, squeezed between
his foot and my pelvis, being twisted right and left. I was
moving his foot to the sides, like shaping hard dough to make
bread sticks, rolling the head of my dick on all his toes.
Slowly, time froze, and so did I. I couldn\'t move. Nothing
moved, except for my 11 year old thick transparent cum slowly
forcing his way out my shaft. If I hadn\'t been so shocked, I
would have been concerned about peeing on his foot. After about
20 motionless seconds, I continued to breath, hard and loud
through my mouth. I felt like I was being slowly teleported
into this world from a trip through the past. This scary thing
that happened to me faded as slowly as it build up. It was long
like a girl\'s orgasm getting fucked in slow motion. I never
felt anything half half half that intense before. My friend was
scared. I realized he had been talking to me.
- \"Are you OK? What is it?\" he asked really scared.
- \"hhhhhhhhhhh nymphets elite hhhhhhhhhh I hhhhh don\'t know hhh
hhhhh hhhhh hhhh \" I managed to say, as I slowly collapsed
over him, like a coat sliding off its hanger.
He took me between his arms, with my face resting under his
neck. He grabbing my head in his hands, and run his fingers
over my sweaty forehead.
- \"Don\'t do that again\" he said.
- \"Oh hhhh ... it was hhh ... mmmmhhhh ... great.\"
- \"I thought you were going to faint. You turned white!\"
- \"I was scared, hhhh but I ... was... great!\"
We laid there silently for a few minutes as I recovered my
strength to get up. He seemed very loving, like patting his
sick little brother. Afraid that someone might see us, I tried
to get up as I moved my head up, when my body froze again.It was Vicente, the school maintenance/cleaning/handyman at the
end of the hallway, staring while slowly mopping the floor. I
felt ashamed, scared, cold, sick, red, ashamed. I never really
found out from him how long he had been there watching. He saw
my obvious shame, as I got up pretending that we were just
wrestling. The man laughed as he continued moping the smooth
concrete floor, slowly coming this way. My friend saw him, but
didn\'t seem to care much. I wanted to leave, but he didn\'t
stop wrestling, laying on top of me, hugging at my knees and
choking my neck with his feet. I looked at Senjor Vicente with
a an embarrassed smile, as he pinched his hard-on and said \"Par
de Dos!\", with the typical slow intonation, as they said on TV.
I was frightened when I saw the size of his long shaft pulled
to the side inside his pants. He kept staring at my shorts,
massaging his discussing huge penis. I found him repulsive. He
bend down towards me and gently pinched my dick between my
friend\'s legs and said. \"I like you, cutie.\" I was so scared
and ungry that I couldn\'t move. My friend was nymphets in lingerie facing down,
still on top of me, and didn\'t realize what was going on.
Neither did I want him too. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.That\'s all I have for now. I\'ll write more about when I went to
his house to study. His parents went shopping with his big
sister and left us in charge of his little skinny 6 year old
brother to make sure he takes a shower and does his homework.
He hanged around in his towel, and played to be a puppy. I shot
him with my fingers, as he fell dead on the carpet, and I saw
his stiff thin penis poking out between his legs. As a good
doggy, he licked my face, fingers, lips and tongue, as well as
his brother\'s feet and ears. We all got in the doggy mood and
we all licked each other\'s balls hanging between our legs. I
licked the big dog\'s little ass, and made the puppy fuck it,
the way we had seen dogs do it. The little guy didn\'t want to
take a shower, so we had to take one with him. He pissed in the
shower. His big brother got mad, but I wet my feet in it, and
rubbed the pee all over them. They thought it was funny, and we
all peed all over each other. I even got the little brother
taste his big brother\'s piss. I pushed my friend, as he pissed
all over his little brother\'s face, sticking out his little
tongue in his tight mouth. He cried as we turned off the water
and didn\'t let him rinse. I felt so sorry for him afterwards
that I let him lick my wet foot to get rid of the pee-pee
taste. Wet kissing also helped, as he sucked my saliva and spit
it on his brother who he was pissed at. His brother enjoyed
being mean to his little brother and make him cry, while I was
the comforting one who would cuddle with him and kiss him, as I
got a lot of affection back. The kid was so naive, that he
believed every story we tell him ... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.There are other stories, such as what Vicente made me do keep
quiet about what I he saw at the hallway. And then, what I made
him do to keep quiet about child molestation. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Later that week, I went to study some more at my friend, but he
stood me up and went with his uncle to try his new speed boat.
I perfectly understood him, and said that I would have done the
same. His 14 year old sister felt sorry for me, and asked me to
keep her company, being in the big house all by herself. She
looked just like the girl from the Karate Girl Movie. She told
me to get comfortable in my underwear, as other kids at my age
did on hot days. She found it so natural and cute that I got
aroused exposing my private parts to her. She also tought me to
not be shy about my feet either, as she clipped my nails and
made them my feet cute. She showed no initiative in playing
with my russian incest nymphets feet, but she didn\'t mind when I put them on her face
to cover her eyes, when they showed violent scenes watching the
Mad Max movie. She actually hold my feet at her face under nymphets during the
whole movie, in case something scary nymphet prteen model would come up. She played
more with my feet at the end, and when the movie ended, she
socked and licked my little toes. She asked what I knew about
girls and made fun of how little I did ... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I also remember later on, at 13, about the black karate
instructor from the gym that my father hired for private
lessons at home. He thought me a lot about life, women, gave me
advice about sex, and other stuff. He knew a lot. He looked and
felt like one of those unbreakable wrestle rubber guys when he
would dry me after a shower, and carry me naked to from my
bathroom to my bed, so my feet would remain dry and clean. I
loved how he treated me so gently, like a little kid. He told
me that I had to be able to retract my foreskin when my penis
was stiff too, so I could have sex when I grew up. He gave me
the courage to do it, and made me realize that it wouldn\'t hurt
if I touch inside when it was wet. He showed me how he could
touch his humongous penis and it didn\'t hurt. I thought that it
was going to be too rough inside a pussy, so he sucked the
exposed head of my dick, simulating a pussy with his thick
lips. Carefully removed all the white stuff behind the little
mushroom head with the tip of his tongue and ate it. He didn\'t
want to suck my toes, but he ate my cum, did lick my ass and
made me ... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.The faggot guy at the news stand on my way to school. He was
know only by little boys to be a faggot. He was always staring
at little boy\'s dicks with no shame, and asked stuff about
them. He was so ugly and poor, that I free non nude nymphets don\'t think he ever got
any. I was his favorite boy. He scare me, buy I enjoy arousing
him. free nymphet yo art There was nothing he could do in the middle of the street.
I would arouse him even when his wife was there, who I guessed
had no clue about what kids knew about her husband. I would go
buy gum with my bike, exposing my balls through my short legs.
The poor guy would have killed his wife to suck my balls, but
all he got to suck was my left foot\'s beach sandals. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I also remember at about 12, on my way to the Computer
Institute, it was shinny and windy, and suddenly the sky turned
dark and it started to rain so hard, that I got all wet running
the last half block. Only the secretary and I made it to the
institute. She told me to take off my shirt, otherwise I would
get sick in the cold computer lab. She was tall, slim and
beautiful, like a model. About 18 years old, the main
attraction according to grown up men. I had the whole lab for
myself that day, however, she insisted that I remove all wet
items first and that she was told by the boss to lock the front
door, and close for the day. I was very cold in there in my
underwear. She always would come and massage my neck and
shoulders telling everyone that I was so cute. I was the prettynymphets only
kid there, so I was like the pet of the institute. All men were
after her, however, she would always say that I was her only
boyfriend, which made me feel cool in front of the guys. Some
guys would tell me to \"give her what she wants\". Of course, I
didn\'t take it seriously, until that day... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I used to pick up my little 8 year old cousin from school
every day and stay with him until 6 that his mother would come
from work.
As soon as we got home, he would run all over for a while and I
would take off his shoes and socks. His nymphet angels naked feet were usually
sweaty and warm, but they didn\'t have any smell or taste. He
was always used photo model nymphet to sitting in the couch and his mom small japanese nymphets would touch
his feet. So he didn\'t mind when I did too. Actually, I would
take off his socks and hold his feet while he had a snack and
watched TV. At the couch, I put his feet at my face and smelled
them and kissed them. Sort of nibbled with my lips. I would get
very turned on, and would want feel them get them wet with my
tongue. He didn\'t mind unless I got them slimy between his
toes, when he would move them and made a Yucky face. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.When I american nymphets lived with my cousin:
- After school, I would give him sweat pants or long thermal
underwear, without anything else inside, which he would keep
until the next morning. When he was sleeping, I used to see
under his jockey shorts his pee-pee and butt. I Used to touch
them, smell them, I got a little poop and pee in my finger and
used to smell it and lick it. Started licking his toes, they
would get really wet with my saliva and I would end up having
his almost his whole foot in my mouth. Once I got so turned on,
that I tasted his bitter ear was, his salty bugger, and his the
tasteless dirt from under his nails. I didn\'t smell of his poop
stain, but it tasted, but I managed to taste it.
- He would always jump if I tried to touch his pee-pee, but he
didn\'t care if I touched his butt when was laying on his tummy
reading a book. I rubbed hard the palm of my hand on his little
buns, imagining the sensation in his rectum. I slowly started
to put presure with the edge of my palm and thumb in his crack.
Once, he started to move rithmically with my hand in on his
crack. Imagined his little dick hard. I put my other hand under
his kick to rub it too, but he didn\'t like it. I was so turned
on that I almost came next to him.
- I carried him and put his pee-pee pressure in my tummy,
rubbed my hand on in nymphet top 50 his butt, felt under his shirt, look at
his butt, sat him on my penis.
- A few times I used to hang around in underwear, exposing my
hard on. When I was too horny, I would fake like I wouldn\'t
notice walking with my dick sticking out the pee-pee hole in my
jockey shorts, or showing through the legs of my underwear. I
would sometimes touch my dick and massage it in front of him,
like something natural. He was used to all this.
- I would wrestle with him and put his face on my hard-on and
rub it ... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I remember when my best friend at 15 confessed that at 8, her
sister and friend fuck him. He blamed on her sister that from
11 he was letting older boys fuck his ass. He was very ashamed,
and it was a big deal for him, as I was the only person he told
this to. I was very aroused by his story. His whole family was
a tragedy. His father was fucking the sister which was hard to
believe since they seemed to bet along pretty well. magic nymphets preview .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Another story is about even another friend of mine, my
childhood neighbor whose 14 year old sister was sort of advised
by her parents to go out with this 29 year old famous lawyer
that had a boring law radio talk show. Her whole family were
always sucking up to him. She was so innocent, like a 12 year
old, small, almost no breasts, and he was always touching her
all over, like an old woman. I felt so sorry for her, as I had
a crush on her and I hated the guy. I was 16 then. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.When I was about 9, this black 8 year old little friend I met
playing soccer on the street come to my house, took a dump in
my room\'s bathroom with the door open, naturist nymphet jpg
and called me while he
wiped. He just wanted to talk. It wasn\'t used to any of this
stuff, but I was aroused. All of the sudden he asked me to give
him my little ass, which I didn\'t know what he meant. He
couldn\'t believe it. He told me explicitly what it meant. He
wanted me to do it to him, and then he would do it to me. I
thought that getting my pee-pee in there would hurt and be
dirty, but him putting his in mine was no big deal. It was
thinner than my poop anyway.
I was very aroused as I took all my clothes off. As we got
naked, however, my father knocked on the door and asked what we
were doing. I got scared and said \"nothing we are coming out\".
He pushed the door open, breaking the little look, and saw us
naked. He kicked the little black boy out and was very pissed
at him. We didn\'t even know were he lived. That\'s when he told
me that he didn\'t want to tell me about sex yet, but with the
type of friends I had, he had to. I realized that he was
pregedist about blacks and said that they like white kids. Now
I regret that the black kid become my enemy, as I was supposed
to act. We could have been friends. He was actually nice.
Now I realized that I was reluctant to exploring sex with him
because he just wanted to fuck. Although, the fact that he took
it like it ukrainian nymphet index was no big deal exited me. I russien nymphet harcore think I would have
loved it if he had started touching me, and doing dirty stuff,
like licking our tongues, which was the type of stuff that I
would have done, maybe from when I was 5 years old. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.This was at another friend\'s house who was poor, I was 12. They
did child pornography at his house. There were always lots of
boys and girls hanging around in their huge back-yard. I once
came to his house and some old lady I didn\'t know didn\'t let me
in. I asked why, and she said that they were teaching the kids
how to dance, and that nobody should come in because they were
shy. I knew it was bullshit. My friend told me once what they
did. All those kids were screwed-up, and were always fucking
each other in the junk-yard behind my friend\'s house. I used to
go to play soccer with them, but I stopped going because all
the kids there were very poor, had no shoes, and most of them
were all dirty and not attractive, and always fucking each
other. There was always more that one that asked me to give him
my ass, or to fuck them, or to let them suck me. I was
discussed by their dirty talk, which I never believed they
meant, until I started seeing kids doing the stuff in front of
me....Anyway, I could nymphets nude video
share a lot more stories, but I want to post
this today. If you have similar stories, comments, or
questions, send e-mail at an371697anon.penet.fi. Should I
write more?? I don\'t know anyone who really likes boys feet, do
you???? Kid\'s feet stories??? This is also a way for my to
practice writing in English. If you have any advice, or
comments regarding that, please let me know. I am afraid that
some of my sentences are too long, and if you don\'t read fast
enough, they won\'t seem clear.
Note: Stupid comments will be ignored by the server. El Turpial.
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Date: Sat, 4 Nov 1995 00:14:51 UTC
Subject: TURPIAL1.TXT (1/2) b/bgM,feet,tickle... ================= TURPIAL1.TXT Part I ====== 18K ==========
WARNING: This is a purely fictional story that involves cute
prepubescent boys and molestation, sexual arousal, feet,
tickling, maybe sex, and other sensitive topics meant only for
a few adults that enjoy reading about all this perverted stuff.
If this doesn't rock your socks, or you are not even 18 years
old yet, I order you to read no further. At least, petite angel nymphet I won't be
responsible. I MEAN IT. YOU ARE WARNED!The contents of this file beyond this paragraph DO NOT express,
represent, or have anything to do with the opinions, believes,
sexual preferences or conduct of the author, myself. Even if it
might not appear that way.Note: If you are looking for a hard-core story about children
fucking like dogs, don't bother with this one. It will put you
to sleep.PLEASE READ: You are free you to post this file in related
newsgroups and BBS'. If you do, (which I doubt) please keep
the whole file unchanged and don't take any parts from it - don't
be a dick-head. And excuse my inglich. It's not my first, or
even second language.
This is my first attempt to write a story of this type (or any
type). I'll finish it and write more soon. I am open for
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"El Turpial"
============================================================== Part 1
I don't understand people like my girlfriend who don't think
that children can be sexually arroused. (Not that I am trying
to convince her otherwise) She said that she had no sexual
feelings until she was about 14, which makes me feel sorry for
her. Since I was in the first grade in South America, I
remember being aroused, long before I was taught anything about
it. It was always something very private, although I never
considered it dirty or bad. I somehow knew I wasn't the only
boy that would be shy and embarrasses, but at the same time
exited and aroused, about getting naked at the doctor, or
changing in front of bbs nymphet sweet
relatives and friend of the family I was
supposed to trust, or about showing my private parts to other
kids.My father always told me that a man was not ashamed to get
naked in front of other men. However, I didn't fell quite
comfortable doing this. Even about taking off my shirt, or
talking off my socks and nymphet drawings exposing my feet, which also felt like
private parts to me. This wasn't because I felt embarrassed
about they way I looked. Actually, most people made me feel
unusually good looking and cute. Teachers would tell me that I
was the cutest looking kid in school, which embarrassed me a
great deal, but made child fucking nymphets
me feel good about myself. Maybe they
liked me because white blond boys were not common there. I
think I was afraid that some grown up would also like my
private parts and look at them or want to touch them, as they
touched my face or hair telling me that I was cute.I remember when I was about 11 years old chasing each other
with my best friend in school through the hallways. He was a
very slim cute looking boy like me. He is one and a half year
younger and he was about 6 inches shorter than me at the time.
He had light brown hair and beautiful transparent big green
eyes. One day, the soccer coach called in sick, so we were free
to go home by noon. I changed into my tennis shoes, staying in
the rest of my soccer uniform, which consisted of a tight
bright orange T-shirt and loose wide blue short that hardly
cover my underwear. My friend somehow knew that the coach
wasn't coming, so he stayed in the regular school uniform,
which was blue-jeans and a white long-sleeve shirt.I hanged around in school with him after we were dismissed and
most kids had left. We ran around in russian nymphets ukrainian nymphets the hallways playing
hide-and-seek. We had ran so much that we were exhausted
after half an hour. He was sweating a lot and breathing really
fast, while shaking his shirt trying to cool off. He sat down
on the second of two steps in the middle of the hallway in the
new kindergarten section, still under construction, which was
empty because few kids there had just returned to their classes
after their recess. fashion nymphets I sat on his right side, feeling his warm
body still panting.He started undoing the buttons nymphets european of his shirt, occasionally
blowing into his sweaty chest and stomach trying to dry off
while telling me how he enjoyed sliding on the polished hallway
floors running around the corners. I couldn't avoid peeking
inside his shirt at his exposing torso which was considered by
me a private part. He said that he could feel preeteen nymphet movies his heart pumping
really fast after running so much. I think I started getting
aroused from the moment he the undid first button. After giving
it a long thought, I placed the palm of my hand on his bare
chest to feel his elythe nymphets heart beat, nervously wondering how he would
react. He looked at me with a smile like saying "can you feel
it?".I felt my head heavy and a shivering sensation running down
my spine that tighten my butt muscles. I felt so great about
him letting me touch his warm wet and tight little bare chest
moving nymphet models uncensored from his heavy breathing while we looked at each other
smiling only inches apart. I looked closely at his tiny, almost
invisible blond cute hairs on his tanned left cheek, and at his
tiny sweat drops building up non nude nymphets lol on his perfect skin all over his
face. He had the most refined and beautiful little nose, eyes,
cheeks, ears. Almost like a beautiful girl.Even at that early age, before I knew about sex or
masturbation, I fantasized about photo nymphette running the tip of my tongue
through his skin, following a drop of sweat that come from his
hair, running down his right ear and perfect cheek to his
delicate pointy chin and dropping at the base of his neck.
After about half a minute, I woke up from my fantasy and
continued to listening to his story about how he fell and slid
half way into the bowling track and still hit a strike. His
story wasn't hard to believe because he was always doing this
sort of crazy things I admired him for and that made me laugh
hysterically. I couldn't stop laughing just imagining how fast
he must of come running into the track with that bowling ball.I also loved that he wouldn't mind, or even react at all when I
got so close to him, or when I touched his shoulder trying to
get his attention, or when I touched his arms or neck during a
regular conversation. I admired his innocence. Touching was
something so natural to him. Not much later I found out that he
was very affectionate with his parents, little brother and
sister. Touching them and showing his affection was something
so natural, unlike myself, often too shy to show my much
affection. He would hug them, even without his naked torso, or
touch them, without realizing, even with his bare feet. I loved
it when he did this with me too, while he was the only person
I would have this type of contact with.Anyway, after I dared touching his bare chest, he brought his
back down to the floor and laid with his hands behind his head,
still breathing hard and exposing his cute under arms, chest,
and tummy.- He cough my eyes staring at his bare chest, as I said "I can
really see your hart beating in you chest."
- "Really?" he said, moving his beautiful light green eyes to
his chest without even moving his head or changing his
expression.
He grinned and started contracting his firm, little left
pectoral muscle, faking that it was his heart doing it.
I couldn't believe my luck and took the opportunity to touch
him more.
- Jokingly, I said "This is NOT normal. A Doctor should see
this!" as I opened his shirt further and placed my ear and left
chick on his right tiny nipple, like trying to listen closely
to his heart-beat.
He laughed slightly tickled, and placed one hand on my right
cheek and the other one on my neck.
- While laughing, he said "Hee!.. Hee!.. Excuse me stupid
doctor, but the heart is on the left, not on the right!" and
took his head to the left side of his chest.
- I faked as if I lost my balance and fell on top of the naked
half of his beautiful body.
- "Hey, more respect with your Doctor! ... ", I said. "Nurse!,
bring me my tools. I have to examine this patient!" as I placed
my forearms inside his shirt, along the sides of his chest,
gently touching his warm skin with my open hands and neck,
while feeling his tiny stiff pink nipples with my lips and
cheeks. I felt embarrassed, just waiting for him to push me
away from his nymphets naked pics
bare chest, thinking to myself that It was still
worth it. I kept making him laugh with my dumb comments about
how I couldn't find his heart and about how sick he was. I was
so exited, that I was nervous. I felt the floor moving, like if
we were it a boat. I had goose bumps all over. I also felt this
cold sensation run from the back of my neck down through my
back, lower spine, butt crack, to the base and tip of my
erected 9 year old penis. I had never felt my pee-pee so hard.
That's when I realized that it could grow from feeling so
intensely good like this.- "Help! Get this maniac away from me! I want my mommy!!
Uaaaa!" he yelled laughing hysterically.
- "Shut up!... " I said, also laughing "... I know what's wrong
with you!!" Then trying to make a serious doctor face I said
"You are pregnant!" as I moved down between his legs, with my
stomach and erection against the cold floor, with my chest over
his crotch. I nymphet teenie fuck pic
placed my open hands on his bare tummy and my
elbows on his thighs, as I opened up his belly button nymphets young angels a little
with my thumbs, like trying to see inside. I could tell that it
tickled him a little, but he kept his hands behind his head.
- "Help! I don't want to be a mommy! Go away! " He yelled again
slightly trying to push me away with his knees.
- "Don't worry. I see you are going to have a beautiful boy." I
said, getting on my knees and putting my left ear on his tummy.He was laughing so much, shaking my head on his tummy. He put
his right leg between mine and tried to push me away with his
leg, putting pressure on my crotch. I wondered if he liked
pressing against my swollen pee-pee, knowing how good it felt,
or if he was so innocent that he didn't realized what he was
doing. I just had to know if his pee-pee was big too, which I
couldn't to see through his jeans. I decided to go one step
further. I got up a little and placed my right hand on his
tummy, tickling it with the yolk of my five fingers, while
pressing on his crotch with my fore-arm. I right away felt his
soft genitals, which didn't seem to be aroused at all. He
continued giggling and shaking his head like saying "It doesn't
tickle me!", referring to his tummy. I thought to myself,
either he doesn't notice that I was in heaven feeling his dick,
or he was faking not to notice. Then I realized that it just
didn't come to his attention because it was just as natural as
me touching his tummy, or maybe his feet. I just couldn't
believe my luck. I thought for a moment that I could just do
anything I wanted with this guy. I just enjoyed his penis for
another two minutes. I even tickled his tummy with one hand
while I underground nymphets bbs rested the other one gently on his fluffy genitals, but
he didn't seem to mind at all. He just kept showing me trying
to show that he couldn't be tickled.After a while, it was getting rough rubbing my dick on his
moving leg, so I tried to hold his leg still by pressing my
knees together holding his foot between them. He tried to
release his foot by lifting his heel, which made it come out of
his sneaker. He let a quick laugh and tried to use his fore-
finger to put nymphet video clips
his right heal back in his shoe. I easily, being
stronger than him, pulled his hand away, grabbed the shoe,
pulled it off and threw it 10 feet away behind him. He laughed
and placed his foot back on the floor.I placed his hands back behind his head and I put my right hand
back on his stomach, but this time I didn't move it. We just
stared at each other for about ten seconds without moving a
hair. I was fascinated by his beautiful eyes. I felt so closed
to him. I couldn't believe how much I liked this little guy. I
felt that I would do anything to protect him, or to protect our
friendship. I saw in his face that he liked me and that he was
having a lot of fun. I slowly run my fingers from his left
shoulder down, hardly touching his warm skin. I lightly touched
both his nibbles with my pinkie and thumb, and continued
caressing and looking at every bump on his tight body on my way
down until I ended up freshly resting my hand over his crotch,
cupping his little penis and balls, and slightly squeezing them
through his jeans. Then I decided to look up at his face again
afraid that he would seem uncomfortable. He wasn't smiling or
serious. He just looked relaxed. I thought I felt his little
penis move. I looked down at my hand and I looked back at his
eyes. I could tell for sure that his little dick moved
again. He gave me a shy smile as he kept contracting his little
penis. He seemed so relaxed that I could tell he had no strong
feelings inside, unlike myself. I felt slightly uncomfortable
and gave him a shy look like wondering if I was bothering him.
Then he gave me the most beautiful grin, telling me that I
wasn't.He moved his light eyebrows up and down, opening his nice green
eyes wide like saying. "So, what do we do now?". I laid my
cheek over his genitals and gave him a soft kiss there. I felt
that it tickle him a little because he contracted his stomach
and placed his right foot over the other one with the shoe on.
I looked down at his feet and noticed a mark of wetness, where
his foot was, fading before my eyes. I looked at his sock,
making a funny expression and waving my hand in front my nose
like saying "Yuck, your foot stinks". He giggled and planted
his warm wet foot on my bare left thigh. I just loved making
him laugh and feeling his tummy shake. I tried a more serious
and disgusted face, and looked to the side. Then he rested his
foot on my stomach. He was having fun again. I could tell that
this was his type of game. He was so innocent. Like a baby. He
was just perfect for me.I made another face that seemed to be the funniest one, so he
laughed really hard as he tried to put his foot in front of my
face. I held his leg and threw him to the side, maybe a little
too hard, forgetting that I was stronger that him.
- "You are such a baby!" I said, too shy to apologize.
I think he read in my face my concern about pushing him too
hard. He regained his previous posture with both feet on the
floor, and gave me an obvious fake sad look that said "You hurt
me!"
- I said "OOOOOoohhhhh..", lowering the pitch at the end,
meaning: "Poor baby"
- Then he brought his left thumb to his mouth like a nudes colections nymphets baby and
giggled. At the same time, bringing his left foot up by my face
again, challenging me by wiggling his toes.
I actually felt a little sorry for him about me being rude
before. I lowered my head and smelled his foot, slightly
touching it with my nose, making a face like being afraid very young naked nymphets of
the smell. To this, he laughed shaking his body and brought his
foot away from my face.
- "Aha!, I finally ticccklllld yoouuuu!" I said.
- "No, you didn't." He said still laughing.
- "Yes, I it tickled"
- "No, you didn't"
- "I know I did"
He was quiet for ten seconds, making a cute serious face while
gaining more courage to try again. I knew what he was going to
do and realized that I was getting aroused again.I would have been shy and uncomfortable if someone would play
with my feet the way how I was playing with his. My feet were
something so private that it bothered me when pt nymphet model grown-ups paid
attention to them, or talked about them. Actually, I didn't
like feet in general. I found most grown up feet and some fat
kid's feet disgusting, specially their toes. However, nice
kids' feet didn't bother me.I was sitting on my legs, with my arms hanging loose on both
sides, ready for his foot. When I felt him touching my nose
again with the bottom of his foot, I felt really special and
close to him, like if he was sharing something really private
that he would only share with me. Even tough he probably would
have let his sister, parents, or even the ugly school genitor
touch his feet.I thought that his little foot was so cute, I wanted to see it
naked. For the first time I smelled the boy's foot in my face.
It smelled slightly humid, like one of my sneakers when wet,
but it didn't stink at all. I nymphets free clips thought that the humid smell came
from his sock, so I wondered what his bare foot smelled like.
Then I looked at his little face wearing a fake serious look
that reminded me that I was supposed to tickle him.I started to draw little circles on the soles of his feet with
the tip of my nose, which didn't make him laugh at all. I
wanted to feel the smell of his foot again, which I was
starting to enjoy. I felt my cheeks and nose a little humid
from all the sweat from his foot absorbed in his sock, which
didn't bother me at. I closed my eyes and imagined that it was
his so private white naked foot that nymphet japan nude he was rubbing all over my
face. I felt my heart beating really fast, and the tip of my
stiff 9 year old penis wet under my foreskin, separating from
my testicles, beating fast like my heard, and pushing against
my tight underwear. I pushed the tip of my nose between the
base of his big toe and the next one, hopping that I wouldn't
tickle him too much, while breathing hard through my nose. I
felt the same humid smell, but ten time stronger . He
contracted at the heal and I buried my lips and chin in the
concave part of the bottom of the boys' humid warm foot. I
heard him laugh a little, but he was still under control.I wanted to run my nose through the base of his other toes, but
his sock got in the way. I grabbed the tip of his sock with my
teeth and pulled it, making his sock slide out about half way,
exposing his untanned ankle, but not his heal yet. His socks
slid out easily because they were pretty used and stretched. He
opened his toes wide in his loose sock, and tried to grab my
nose, cheeks and mouth with his little toes. He spent about two
minutes trying to grab my face from somewhere, while I moved my
head making it difficult for him, extending the length of his
performance. He had the cutest expression, like a sexy spoiled
little boy who knew how cute was. I stopped moving nymphets nude russian illegal
for two
seconds and he gripped my nose so tight that it hurt a bit, so
I pulled away and hold my nose with my right hand.
- He said "I am sorry!", with a face of concern like he meant
it.I smiled at him, still holding my nose. He smiled back and put
his warm foot back on my face, touching underage little nymph it from chin to
forehead, as I lowered my hand to hold my stomach which all
this time had felt as if I was going down an elevator. Then he
patted my nose gently downwards a few times with his sole and
toes. I turned cold, as his heal was exposed. It looked skinny
and even whiter that his ankle. Maybe he had been exposed to
the sun wearing shoes with no socks, but his feet had only been
exposed inside home. His seemed so smooth and soft, without any
hair or pores from his tight calf, to the bottom of his now dry
heel. Like most prepubescent boys' feet in urban areas, it
didn't have thick rough skin at the bottom of his feet. His
skin there was as soft and smooth as the palm of his hands.
As it had been the case so far, I couldn't just follow my
instincts and feel his naked foot on my face. I had to do it as
if I was just having a hard time trying to tickle him.
- "Grrrrrr, Ahhhrrr," I went, like a dog, trying to softly
bite his heal.
- "AAAAhhh!", he went in a high pitch tone, tickled, and
retracted his little foot a few inches from my face afraid
that I would bite it.
Trying not to scare him away, I went like a friendly dog,
with my hands hanging from my wrists in front of my shoulders.
He continued smiling as he brought his lovely half naked foot
up in front of my face where it belonged. I sniffed on his heal
and sole, sticking my nose under his sock, feeling his naked
foot on my lips and chin. The contact with his bare foot seemed
to tickle him, but he tried not show it.- "Give up?" I said.
- He shook his head and said "mmm mmm", prepared for more
torture.
I hold his sock and ankle with my left hand, nude polish nymphets slowly and gently
sliding my whole right humid hand under his loose sock,
caressing the sole and toes of his foot. He shut his eyes
tight, opened his mouth wide, and raised his shoulders holding
his breath, trying really hard not to laugh. Has so cute, like
a little monkey.
He calmed down a little as I run my fingers slowly through his
toes, played with them, grabbing each toe between my thumb and
forefinger, gently twisting them and feeling between them and
over his tiny toenails. I looked at his thin fingers, relaxed
on his tummy, wondering what his toes looked like. I felt the
urge to see them, feel them, put them close to my face.I was tired of playing games. I had to get him naked there. I
separated my wrist from his heel, as his sock slid out and
dropped between his genitals and ass, and slid down to the
floor between his legs. I felt as if it had fell on my little
balls, and brushed down my crack and little ass-hole.There it was! The cute boy was holding his little naked foot in
front of my face, waiting to be tickled. It was beautiful. His
little toes, its slim figure, perfect sample of a boys foot.
The most beautiful foot I ever saw was on that same day I
realized my passion for the first part of a little boy's body I
learned to love, their little feet. I was very hot and cold at
the same time. I was so tense I couldn't move nymphets top kds kiddy just trying to
keep my balance as I was standing on my knees. I leaned forward
a bit to look at the part I was most curious about, the part of
toes where his toe nails were. They looked so clean, perfectly
shaped, unlike my own which didn't make me proud. His big toe
nail wasn't the longer than wider type, with this fat looking
flesh on the sides and tip that made it look fat, as I thought
of mine. All of his toes and nails were just perfect, and
seemed like they were constantly taken care of.I could no longer play the ticking game and hide my feelings.
- I said "So you think I can't tickle your little foot?" as I
felt with both hands, fingers, face and lips. I couldn't
control myself. I ferborsly licked his whole foot, sucked his
little toes, licked between his nymphet pussy
toes, like a hungry cave-man
eating chicken BBQ. All that existed was his foot and me. As I
performed oral sex on the boy's foot, I felt in my rectum and
between my legs fashion model nympho under my balls something getting really stiff,
that gave me the most intense pleasure I never nymphets live thought
possible.I spent about a minute eating his foot, until I remember that
he was there looking at me. I felt an electric shock of
pleasure all over my body as I saw the cute boy there, laying
calmly on the floor, giving me his so private foot to suck. I
stared at his eyes, sucking at the three little toes in the
middle.I asked if it tickled him. He smiled calmly and shaked his head
no, looking a little confused by my appetite for his foot. I
asked if it felt good, and he gave me an expression like "I
don't know", not knowing what I meant. I looked embarrassed,
wondering what he thought about me. I retrieved from his foot
all wet with saliva, as he wiggled his toes, not used to all
the wetness. I lifted my T-shirt up to my chest and dried his
foot with it for about 5 seconds. Then I placed it on my bare
stiff tummy under my T-shirt, and dried the front of his foot.I lowered my T-shirt, as he left his still humid foot resting
on my tummy. I asked if it bothered him that his foot got like
that. He asked me if I liked doing it. I said "Yes!!". toplist teen nymphets He took
off his other shoe, and put his heal on my chest. I pulled his
sock and felt his sweaty foot on my cheeks and forehead. After
a few seconds, I was again eating his other little foot like a
crazy guy, while he looked at me with amusement.I again felt this stiff sensation between my legs, like if pee
was trying to come out. My penis was so hard that it started to
hurt. It was pulling my foreskin against my tight underwear. I
contracted my buttocks, trying to hold the pee. I reached under
my underwear, and made my little hard dick face upwards,
squeezing it a few times. I took his right foot over my crotch,
rubbing it over my short. He grabbed with his toes the tip of
my foreskin sticking out the band of my shorts. Then he pulled
away and put his little foot on my thigh under my shorts. I
slid his foot up on my hip, exposing my balls through the leg
of my shorts. It was more that I could handle. An orgasm was
building up slowly. I moved his leg to the left, squeezing hard
his little foot inside my shorts on my hot penis with my left
hand, while holding his foot tight with my right hand, running
my tongue between little nymphet pic nude all his toes inside my mouth.My penis was alive, contracting with my heart, squeezed between
his foot and my pelvis, being twisted right and left. I was
moving his foot to the sides, like shaping hard dough to make
bread sticks, rolling the head of my dick on all his toes.
Slowly, time froze, and so did I. I couldn't move. Nothing
moved, except for my 11 year old thick transparent cum slowly
forcing his way out my shaft. If I hadn't been so shocked, I
would have been concerned about peeing on his foot. After about
20 motionless seconds, I continued to breath, hard and loud
through my mouth. I felt like I was being slowly teleported
into this world from a trip through the past. This scary thing
that happened to me faded as slowly as it build up. It was long
like a girl's orgasm getting fucked in slow motion. I never
felt anything half half half that intense before. My friend was
scared. I realized he had been talking to me.
- "Are you OK? What is it?" he asked really scared.
- "hhhhhhhhhhh nymphets elite hhhhhhhhhh I hhhhh don't know hhh
hhhhh hhhhh hhhh " I managed to say, as I slowly collapsed
over him, like a coat sliding off its hanger.
He took me between his arms, with my face resting under his
neck. He grabbing my head in his hands, and run his fingers
over my sweaty forehead.
- "Don't do that again" he said.
- "Oh hhhh ... it was hhh ... mmmmhhhh ... great."
- "I thought you were going to faint. You turned white!"
- "I was scared, hhhh but I ... was... great!"
We laid there silently for a few minutes as I recovered my
strength to get up. He seemed very loving, like patting his
sick little brother. Afraid that someone might see us, I tried
to get up as I moved my head up, when my body froze again.It was Vicente, the school maintenance/cleaning/handyman at the
end of the hallway, staring while slowly mopping the floor. I
felt ashamed, scared, cold, sick, red, ashamed. I never really
found out from him how long he had been there watching. He saw
my obvious shame, as I got up pretending that we were just
wrestling. The man laughed as he continued moping the smooth
concrete floor, slowly coming this way. My friend saw him, but
didn't seem to care much. I wanted to leave, but he didn't
stop wrestling, laying on top of me, hugging at my knees and
choking my neck with his feet. I looked at Senjor Vicente with
a an embarrassed smile, as he pinched his hard-on and said "Par
de Dos!", with the typical slow intonation, as they said on TV.
I was frightened when I saw the size of his long shaft pulled
to the side inside his pants. He kept staring at my shorts,
massaging his discussing huge penis. I found him repulsive. He
bend down towards me and gently pinched my dick between my
friend's legs and said. "I like you, cutie." I was so scared
and ungry that I couldn't move. My friend was nymphets in lingerie facing down,
still on top of me, and didn't realize what was going on.
Neither did I want him too. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.That's all I have for now. I'll write more about when I went to
his house to study. His parents went shopping with his big
sister and left us in charge of his little skinny 6 year old
brother to make sure he takes a shower and does his homework.
He hanged around in his towel, and played to be a puppy. I shot
him with my fingers, as he fell dead on the carpet, and I saw
his stiff thin penis poking out between his legs. As a good
doggy, he licked my face, fingers, lips and tongue, as well as
his brother's feet and ears. We all got in the doggy mood and
we all licked each other's balls hanging between our legs. I
licked the big dog's little ass, and made the puppy fuck it,
the way we had seen dogs do it. The little guy didn't want to
take a shower, so we had to take one with him. He pissed in the
shower. His big brother got mad, but I wet my feet in it, and
rubbed the pee all over them. They thought it was funny, and we
all peed all over each other. I even got the little brother
taste his big brother's piss. I pushed my friend, as he pissed
all over his little brother's face, sticking out his little
tongue in his tight mouth. He cried as we turned off the water
and didn't let him rinse. I felt so sorry for him afterwards
that I let him lick my wet foot to get rid of the pee-pee
taste. Wet kissing also helped, as he sucked my saliva and spit
it on his brother who he was pissed at. His brother enjoyed
being mean to his little brother and make him cry, while I was
the comforting one who would cuddle with him and kiss him, as I
got a lot of affection back. The kid was so naive, that he
believed every story we tell him ... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.There are other stories, such as what Vicente made me do keep
quiet about what I he saw at the hallway. And then, what I made
him do to keep quiet about child molestation. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Later that week, I went to study some more at my friend, but he
stood me up and went with his uncle to try his new speed boat.
I perfectly understood him, and said that I would have done the
same. His 14 year old sister felt sorry for me, and asked me to
keep her company, being in the big house all by herself. She
looked just like the girl from the Karate Girl Movie. She told
me to get comfortable in my underwear, as other kids at my age
did on hot days. She found it so natural and cute that I got
aroused exposing my private parts to her. She also tought me to
not be shy about my feet either, as she clipped my nails and
made them my feet cute. She showed no initiative in playing
with my russian incest nymphets feet, but she didn't mind when I put them on her face
to cover her eyes, when they showed violent scenes watching the
Mad Max movie. She actually hold my feet at her face under nymphets during the
whole movie, in case something scary nymphet prteen model would come up. She played
more with my feet at the end, and when the movie ended, she
socked and licked my little toes. She asked what I knew about
girls and made fun of how little I did ... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I also remember later on, at 13, about the black karate
instructor from the gym that my father hired for private
lessons at home. He thought me a lot about life, women, gave me
advice about sex, and other stuff. He knew a lot. He looked and
felt like one of those unbreakable wrestle rubber guys when he
would dry me after a shower, and carry me naked to from my
bathroom to my bed, so my feet would remain dry and clean. I
loved how he treated me so gently, like a little kid. He told
me that I had to be able to retract my foreskin when my penis
was stiff too, so I could have sex when I grew up. He gave me
the courage to do it, and made me realize that it wouldn't hurt
if I touch inside when it was wet. He showed me how he could
touch his humongous penis and it didn't hurt. I thought that it
was going to be too rough inside a pussy, so he sucked the
exposed head of my dick, simulating a pussy with his thick
lips. Carefully removed all the white stuff behind the little
mushroom head with the tip of his tongue and ate it. He didn't
want to suck my toes, but he ate my cum, did lick my ass and
made me ... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.The faggot guy at the news stand on my way to school. He was
know only by little boys to be a faggot. He was always staring
at little boy's dicks with no shame, and asked stuff about
them. He was so ugly and poor, that I free non nude nymphets don't think he ever got
any. I was his favorite boy. He scare me, buy I enjoy arousing
him. free nymphet yo art There was nothing he could do in the middle of the street.
I would arouse him even when his wife was there, who I guessed
had no clue about what kids knew about her husband. I would go
buy gum with my bike, exposing my balls through my short legs.
The poor guy would have killed his wife to suck my balls, but
all he got to suck was my left foot's beach sandals. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I also remember at about 12, on my way to the Computer
Institute, it was shinny and windy, and suddenly the sky turned
dark and it started to rain so hard, that I got all wet running
the last half block. Only the secretary and I made it to the
institute. She told me to take off my shirt, otherwise I would
get sick in the cold computer lab. She was tall, slim and
beautiful, like a model. About 18 years old, the main
attraction according to grown up men. I had the whole lab for
myself that day, however, she insisted that I remove all wet
items first and that she was told by the boss to lock the front
door, and close for the day. I was very cold in there in my
underwear. She always would come and massage my neck and
shoulders telling everyone that I was so cute. I was the prettynymphets only
kid there, so I was like the pet of the institute. All men were
after her, however, she would always say that I was her only
boyfriend, which made me feel cool in front of the guys. Some
guys would tell me to "give her what she wants". Of course, I
didn't take it seriously, until that day... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I used to pick up my little 8 year old cousin from school
every day and stay with him until 6 that his mother would come
from work.
As soon as we got home, he would run all over for a while and I
would take off his shoes and socks. His nymphet angels naked feet were usually
sweaty and warm, but they didn't have any smell or taste. He
was always used photo model nymphet to sitting in the couch and his mom small japanese nymphets would touch
his feet. So he didn't mind when I did too. Actually, I would
take off his socks and hold his feet while he had a snack and
watched TV. At the couch, I put his feet at my face and smelled
them and kissed them. Sort of nibbled with my lips. I would get
very turned on, and would want feel them get them wet with my
tongue. He didn't mind unless I got them slimy between his
toes, when he would move them and made a Yucky face. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.When I american nymphets lived with my cousin:
- After school, I would give him sweat pants or long thermal
underwear, without anything else inside, which he would keep
until the next morning. When he was sleeping, I used to see
under his jockey shorts his pee-pee and butt. I Used to touch
them, smell them, I got a little poop and pee in my finger and
used to smell it and lick it. Started licking his toes, they
would get really wet with my saliva and I would end up having
his almost his whole foot in my mouth. Once I got so turned on,
that I tasted his bitter ear was, his salty bugger, and his the
tasteless dirt from under his nails. I didn't smell of his poop
stain, but it tasted, but I managed to taste it.
- He would always jump if I tried to touch his pee-pee, but he
didn't care if I touched his butt when was laying on his tummy
reading a book. I rubbed hard the palm of my hand on his little
buns, imagining the sensation in his rectum. I slowly started
to put presure with the edge of my palm and thumb in his crack.
Once, he started to move rithmically with my hand in on his
crack. Imagined his little dick hard. I put my other hand under
his kick to rub it too, but he didn't like it. I was so turned
on that I almost came next to him.
- I carried him and put his pee-pee pressure in my tummy,
rubbed my hand on in nymphet top 50 his butt, felt under his shirt, look at
his butt, sat him on my penis.
- A few times I used to hang around in underwear, exposing my
hard on. When I was too horny, I would fake like I wouldn't
notice walking with my dick sticking out the pee-pee hole in my
jockey shorts, or showing through the legs of my underwear. I
would sometimes touch my dick and massage it in front of him,
like something natural. He was used to all this.
- I would wrestle with him and put his face on my hard-on and
rub it ... .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.I remember when my best friend at 15 confessed that at 8, her
sister and friend fuck him. He blamed on her sister that from
11 he was letting older boys fuck his ass. He was very ashamed,
and it was a big deal for him, as I was the only person he told
this to. I was very aroused by his story. His whole family was
a tragedy. His father was fucking the sister which was hard to
believe since they seemed to bet along pretty well. magic nymphets preview .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.Another story is about even another friend of mine, my
childhood neighbor whose 14 year old sister was sort of advised
by her parents to go out with this 29 year old famous lawyer
that had a boring law radio talk show. Her whole family were
always sucking up to him. She was so innocent, like a 12 year
old, small, almost no breasts, and he was always touching her
all over, like an old woman. I felt so sorry for her, as I had
a crush on her and I hated the guy. I was 16 then. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.When I was about 9, this black 8 year old little friend I met
playing soccer on the street come to my house, took a dump in
my room's bathroom with the door open, naturist nymphet jpg
and called me while he
wiped. He just wanted to talk. It wasn't used to any of this
stuff, but I was aroused. All of the sudden he asked me to give
him my little ass, which I didn't know what he meant. He
couldn't believe it. He told me explicitly what it meant. He
wanted me to do it to him, and then he would do it to me. I
thought that getting my pee-pee in there would hurt and be
dirty, but him putting his in mine was no big deal. It was
thinner than my poop anyway.
I was very aroused as I took all my clothes off. As we got
naked, however, my father knocked on the door and asked what we
were doing. I got scared and said "nothing we are coming out".
He pushed the door open, breaking the little look, and saw us
naked. He kicked the little black boy out and was very pissed
at him. We didn't even know were he lived. That's when he told
me that he didn't want to tell me about sex yet, but with the
type of friends I had, he had to. I realized that he was
pregedist about blacks and said that they like white kids. Now
I regret that the black kid become my enemy, as I was supposed
to act. We could have been friends. He was actually nice.
Now I realized that I was reluctant to exploring sex with him
because he just wanted to fuck. Although, the fact that he took
it like it ukrainian nymphet index was no big deal exited me. I russien nymphet harcore think I would have
loved it if he had started touching me, and doing dirty stuff,
like licking our tongues, which was the type of stuff that I
would have done, maybe from when I was 5 years old. .-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.This was at another friend's house who was poor, I was 12. They
did child pornography at his house. There were always lots of
boys and girls hanging around in their huge back-yard. I once
came to his house and some old lady I didn't know didn't let me
in. I asked why, and she said that they were teaching the kids
how to dance, and that nobody should come in because they were
shy. I knew it was bullshit. My friend told me once what they
did. All those kids were screwed-up, and were always fucking
each other in the junk-yard behind my friend's house. I used to
go to play soccer with them, but I stopped going because all
the kids there were very poor, had no shoes, and most of them
were all dirty and not attractive, and always fucking each
other. There was always more that one that asked me to give him
my ass, or to fuck them, or to let them suck me. I was
discussed by their dirty talk, which I never believed they
meant, until I started seeing kids doing the stuff in front of
me....Anyway, I could nymphets nude video
share a lot more stories, but I want to post
this today. If you have similar stories, comments, or
questions, send e-mail at an371697anon.penet.fi. Should I
write more?? I don't know anyone who really likes boys feet, do
you???? Kid's feet stories??? This is also a way for my to
practice writing in English. If you have any advice, or
comments regarding that, please let me know. I am afraid that
some of my sentences are too long, and if you don't read fast
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