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Original posting date: 
Thursday PM, March 22, 2001

A wildPage Author story from MrDouble's archive, 
Filename: littlegi.txt
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Story_codes: M/g/ pedo

Story_intro: My cousin had just come up to see us and I was eager to find out just how far I could go.

Little Girl Addiction

Written by Pedman


This Story is Split up into days, there are 5 of them and I will release them in the space of a couple of weeks apart.

 I guess you could say I was born with it, I mean it's always there and it will probably never go away. "LITTLE GIRL ADDICTION", the name makes it sound kind of like a bad thing, but trust me there is nothing bad about this, it is a pure emotion that has the ability to make grown men ( or women for that matter ) start breathing heavy. Let me explain to you how my addiction got to where it is today. There have been quite a few little girls in my past, but none of them comapare to my cousin julie, she was the epitome of a little goddess. perfect skin, the cutest tan lines that you have ever seen. cute rounded ass that begged for 100% of your attention, and of course she was flat chested, small little nipples that hardened at the slightest whisp of air, golden brown hair that cascaded down to her lower back. Ah yes she was the best of everything. I had seen her a couple of time earlier in her life, but didn't have the chance to actually touch her ( beyond the occasional feel through her panties). When she came up from arizona to visit my grandmother in Kansas City, I couldn't help my self, I just had to see how far I could go with this little vixen.



 

                     DAY 1

   Monday started out fairly normal, I woke up with a massive hardon and took care of that fairly quickly by looking at some porn on my computer. Then I made my way out into the world after having caught a quick bite of breakfast, then I headed to the airport to pick up Julie. My Grandmother told me that she would not be able to go with me because she was too busy cleaning up her house, so I was to go pick up my cousin alone, I got to the airport at about 9:30 a little ahead of her flight. I was sitting on the benches by the exit gate when I heard her flight being announced as on time. "Good" I thought to myself "I will have enough time on the way home to test the water with her", About 15 minutes later I saw her plane exiting the runway and coming to a stop just outside the building. I must tell you, I was as happy as could be that I would finally get a chance at a  piece of her. The stewardess at the gate opened the door and about 5 minutes later my cousin came walking out. She was the best looking 8 year old I think I have ever seen, she was wearing a bright blue sundress that was just short enough that when she bent over you could see everything. She ran over to me and threw her arms around me and gave me a hug. I could feel the heat of her body through her dress, and as I picked her up I slipped one of my hands underneath her dress and gave her ass a quick squeeze, she just kept hugging me so I figured there would be plenty of time later for more intimate grabs. I lowered her so she could walk and at the same time I could get a good shot of her cute little white panties, they had just started to creep up her little ass crack when I lowered her down, they must have begun to bug her because right there in the middle of the airport she asks me "Josh, will you please hold on to this" thereby handing me her bag and reaching behind her she pulled up the back of her dress and tugged her panties down just enough so I caught a quick glimpse of her little ass, I moaned to myself and handed her bag back to her, wishing she would have pulled them down the rest of the way. We walked to my car and I opened the door for her saying "right this was madame" which elicited a giggle that melted my heart, and hardened my cock. We pulled out of the airport and where on our way to my grandmothers house when I decided that i should test her a little. "That's a very pretty dress you have on Julie" I said hoping to start a conversation leading somewhere, "Thank you" she said smiling back at me and fidgeting with the controls on the door. After a while of driving I noticed that she had begun to squirm around in the seat a little and she looked uncomfortable, "Julie..what's the matter" I looked over and saw her pulling at the back of her dress. "My panties are bunched up again" she replied looking at me with a scrunched up nose, "Well why don't you fix them" I was hoping she would get the idea and I would get to see some more of her pantied ass, but what happened then shocked me even more. She lifted her legs in the seat and proceeded to pull her panties completely off, giving me a sight that will forever be burned into my mind, she had lost almost all of her baby fat, but her pussy lips were still plump and full looking, I moaned out loud at this sight short lived as it may be, but then she just sat back down in the seat and lifted her feet up onto the seat where her knees were almost touching her chin, this gave me a full on view of her pussy and I then noticed her small clit poking out at the top. I swerved over into the passing lane and cut off a very pissed off driver who proceeded to give me hell, even though I couldn't hear him. Yes folks, I was in heaven.


Stay tuned for the conclusion of Day 1 and the beginning of Day 2 next time












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