>You know you should look away, or at least make your ogling less noticeable.
>Seriously, you're a grown-ass man staring at a girl who couldn't possibly be legal while sitting at a table down at the boardwalk.
>No doubt some beach-goer has noticed and has 911 on speed-dial right now, but you can't help it.
>How can you when the girl is dressed like that?
>The shortest daisy dukes you've ever seen, unbuttoned to reveal the bathing suit underneath that's just as skimpy as the top barely containing her budding breasts.
>The sweat glistening on her tan skin as she sips at a perspiring can of soda in a way that draws the eye to her throat as she makes a show of tilting her head back and swallowing.
>She occasionally glances around with a bored expression, and you've seen her huff in frustration more than once as she looked at her watch.
>Someone's late, you guess, leaving the young girl to wait impatiently, but that just gives you more time to look.
>You had finished your hotdog ten minutes ago, and yet you've been unable to bring yourself to toss the empty, paper-lined basket it came in, so absorbed by the tantalizing sight before you.
>The girl looks around again as she leans against the railing, but this time, her eyes meet yours.
>Instantly, you try to make like you haven't been eye-fucking her and look away, only to notice you're one of the few people left at the tables.
>You stick out like a pedo at a playground, and you suddenly feel your heart race.
>Your gaze flicks back to her, and she smirks, pulling the airpod from her ear and pocketing it.
>You stand and gather your trash, hurrying to the nearest garbage can before making to leave.
>You turn around, intent on heading down the stairs and to the beach when you jerk to a stop and nearly trip backwards.
>The girl is staring up at you, skateboard under an arm as she smirks.
>"Hey," she says in a raspy, but young voice. "Watcha doin'?"
>You swallow.
"Just going down to the beach for a swim." you answer.
The words come out too quick and not at all convincing, and you you have to resist a wince as you add, "Can I help you?"
>"Don't know, can you?" she asks, leaning forward a little. "You got cash?"
"E-excuse me?"
>"I could use a few bucks," she answers easily. "Course I'm willing to make a fair trade if you give me some dough."
>Your jaw falls open as your eyes nearly pop out of your head.
"L-listen, I don't know what kind of guy you think I am, but I'm not going to pay for sex with a kid if that's what you're getting at."
>She blinks, then laughs.
>"Shit, dude, I didn't mean that," she says after a second. "Jeez, I ain't some skank. Get your mind out of the gutter."
"I- I didn't mean-" you start, but she waves a hand flippantly and turns.
>"Yeah, yeah, whatever, just follow me," she says as she starts walking.
>Despite the danger your in, your eyes fall to her perky rump, and you follow her swaying hips as if hypnotized.
>She's heading down the stairs, so as soon as you reach the sand, you can just make as if you're leaving and ignore her.
>She takes the final step, and you follow shortly after, eyes snapping forward as you intend to cool off in the cold ocean.
>You should have kept your attention on the little minx as moves to the side, but instead, you're caught by surprise as she wraps a hand around your writs and tugs you sharply towards the shade beneath the boardwalk.
"Hey!" you yell as you're forced to stumble a few steps after her to avoid eating sand. "What are you-?"
>"Shh!" she says over her shoulder, a fake glare doing little to cover the mischief clear on her face. "You want to get caught, dude? Just shut up and I promise you'll like what I have to offer."
>Another tug keeps you in line with her as she pulls you among the thick wooden pillars and shadows before letting go.
>You're tempted to just stomp away as you scowl at the girl, but stick around as she leans her skateboard against a pillar before following suit.

"Okay, I don't know what you're playing at, but this ends now," you try to say sternly. "I should find your parents and tell them what you've been up to."
>The girl isn't at all fazed by the threat as she rolls her eyes and crosses her arms.
>"Yeah, good luck with that. Maybe you can find them in some jungle somewhere wrestling gators," she responds. "Til then, I've got some questions."
"Yeah," you start hesitantly. "Like what?"
>She smiles.
>"For one, you a tourist?" she asks, catching you off guard.
"Yes? How'd you know?"
>She huffs a half-laugh.
>"Don't know, maybe the khaki shorts with the socks and sandals combo tipped me off."
>You shift self-consciously.
"There's nothing wrong with what I'm wearing," you say weakly. "And why's it matter if I'm a tourist?"
>"Because every tourist needs souvenirs, right?" she answers, pushing away from the pillar to saunter over to you. "And judging by the way you were looking at me topside, I think I know exactly what kind of souvenir you want."
"I don't know what you're talking about," you try despite your red cheeks.
>Damn pale skin doesn't hide anything.
>"You sure about that?" she asks, coming dangerously close as she brings a hand up. "Because it sure as hell looked like you were undressing me with your eyes up there, and..."
>Suddenly, her fingers hook into your short's waistband and pull.
>"... This doesn't exactly help your case, dude."
>It's only then that you remember the raging hard-on you hid against your belly as she nearly frees it to the open air.
>Jumping back, you scramble to shove your member away as she chuckles.
"What do you want," you snap as you try to position your length against your thigh.
>"Nothing much, just twenty bucks, and I give you a little show," she tells you, thumb looping down into her own waistband and bathing suit to push them down an inch. "What do you say? And if you make it fifty, I'll even let you take some pictures on your phone. Pretty sweet deal, right?"
Anonymous Wed 19 Jun 2019 13:18:55 No.33960418 Report
Quoted By: >>33960760 >>33960814 >>33961090 >>33962532
>>33960372
"Are..." you start, the accusation of insanity catching on your teeth. "Are you serious?"
>She shrugs casually. "Sure. As long as you keep my face out of 'em, I don't mind you snapping a few photos. Come on, how often do you get a chance like this?"
"Of going to jail?" you ask. "I'm usually pretty good at avoiding them."
>"Ah come on, don't be such a fraidy-cat," she goads. "Besides, as long as you don't take a picture of my face, you could just tell anyone you're dumb enough to let see them that I'm, what does Sweetie's sister call it? Petite, right? Yeah, I'm just a petite eighteen year-old."
"Are you?" you rhetorically ask with a raised brow.
>She smirks.
>"For fifty bucks? Sure, I can be twenty-one if you want. Just show me the money, and I'll show you the goods."
>You should just walk away.
>This is risky and could definitely land you on some lists and prison.
>But she's right, when would a chance like this ever pop up again?
>Reaching into a pocket, you pull out your wallet and look inside.
>You got a hundred out to blow as you wondered the city, and you still have eighty and some change left.
>Pulling out fifty in an assortment of bills, you hold them out, only for them to be snatched away a second later.
>"Awesome," she breathes, quickly pocketing the money. "Thanks a lot, dude."
"Whatever," you mumble, putting away the wallet and reaching for your phone, "Now for what I'm buying."
>She nods enthusiastically.
>"Sure, sure, a deals a deal. My aunts didn't raise a scammer," she says, rolling onto the heels of her feet before bouncing back a step. "What do you want to see first?"
>You gulp, licking your lips.
"How... how about your chest?" you ask, opening the camera up on her phone.
>She huffs another of those half-laughs.
>"Boys," she mutters. "Why do you guys like boobs so much?"
>She hooks a thumb under the left side of her top and pulls up, making an 'L' with her pointer and thumb as she reveals the small, but perky breast underneath.
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Anonymous Wed 19 Jun 2019 17:27:51 No.33960760 Report
Quoted By: >>33961412
>>33960418
>Left us blue-balled before Anon can snap the first pic
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Anonymous Wed 19 Jun 2019 18:05:39 No.33960814 Report
Quoted By: >>33961412
>>33960418
How rude, leaving us blue-balled before the first pic!
Anonymous Wed 19 Jun 2019 20:35:30 No.33961090 Report
>>33960418
keep going you slut
Anonymous Wed 19 Jun 2019 23:18:00 No.33961412 Report
>>33960760
>>33960814
Blue balling is what gets me hot and bothered, though.
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Anonymous Thu 20 Jun 2019 03:00:32 No.33962013 Report
Quoted By: >>34032733
Behold! Lewdna's slutty body. If you dick her the right way, she will use her Royal Canterslut Voice to express her pleasure.
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Anonymous Thu 20 Jun 2019 03:40:51 No.33962120 Report
Quoted By: >>33962248 >>34032733
Lewdna is quite the street slut: going up to strangers and asking them if they 'Want Some Fuk?'
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Anonymous Thu 20 Jun 2019 04:36:56 No.33962248 Report
Quoted By: >>33974625
>>33962120
Ah yes. Lewdna is really into what she calls a "cover up" teasing. She wears some skimpy bikini or other slutty clothing, and covers herself up with nothing but a large hoodie. The soft lining brushing against her bare tits and thighs are sure to keep her maximally aroused by the time she arrives at her destination, where she'll unzip the hoodie and reveal the slutwear underneath.
Anonymous Thu 20 Jun 2019 06:25:49 No.33962532 Report
Quoted By: >>33962536
>>33960418
>Your mouth goes dry as you stare at the small globe of tan flesh topped by a hard, pink nipple, and you have to focus on keeping your hand steady as you line up a shot.
>With her other hand on her cocked hip, the girl is sticking her tongue out and winking, but you don't notice as you frame the borders of your picture to capture as much as you can of everything below her neck.
>This image alone would be enough to fuel your self-care sessions for a month, and there was only more to come.
>"Got it?" she asks as she hears the faux-shutter sound of your phone snapping a picture. "What else you want to see? Both?"
>Without waiting for a response, she grabs the other side of her top and pulls it up, leaning her chest froward as she grins.
>Your phone snaps another picture, and she giggles.
>"Liking the view? I can definitely tell," she says as she glances down at your pants.
>Baggy as they are, your shorts do nothing to hide your arousal as your cock strains hard against the fabric covering your left thigh.
>She whistles.
>"Jeez, you're as hung as AB's brother. That things almost poking out of your khakis."
>You're too horny to feel ashamed as you tell her, "Your underwear, pull them down. I want to see your pussy."
>"Main course already, huh? Sure, it's your money," she says, removing the hands from her top, leaving it up as she brings them down to her criminally short cut-off jeans.
>Already being unbuttoned and unzipped, she only needs to shimmy them down.
>Even still, she makes a show of it, and your eyes drink in every inch as she slowly reveals them to you, stopping once her daisy dukes and striped thong are midway down her thighs.
>They were the longest five seconds of your life, but they were worth it to be staring at the girl's privates now, and your cock twitches in agreement.
>Unlike beneath her top, she has noticeable tan-lines here, leaving you to believe that she either tans in only her underwear, or rarely covers her chest when out in the sun.
Anonymous Thu 20 Jun 2019 06:28:43 No.33962536 Report
Quoted By: >>33962542
>>33962532
>Whatever the case, the small triangle of paler skin almost functions as an arrow pointing down at her pristine slit.
>Within the triangle itself, she has a small patch of feathery soft pubic hair that you just want to bury your nose into and inhale as you run your tongue over her shimmering sex.
>It's probably sweat, but you like to imagine it's arousal as she puts herself on display for you.
>You take another photo before she reaches a finger down and pulls at one side, spreading the vulva just enough to reveal some pink.
>She laughs as she hears another faux-shutter sound.
>"You're gonna use up all your memory if you keep taking pictures like that," she jokes.
"I'm getting my money's worth," you reply, getting her to laugh louder.
>"Yeah, I guess you are. So, is it worth it? Like what you're seeing?"
"You're beautiful," you tell her truthfully, catching her off guard as she blinks a few times.
>The smile quickly returns, but there's a small blush on her cheeks, now.
>"Jeez, dude, I'm already stripping for you. Ya don't need to say things like that."
"I'm not saying it just to say it," you tell her, phone lowering some. "You really are beautiful. One of the most gorgeous women I've ever seen."
>Stunned again, she chuckles quietly and averts her eyes.
>"You must not see a lot of girls, then. My friend, Sweetie, is way prettier. And her sister? Guy's trip over themselves just to catch a peek of her when she's out in a bikini. Heck, AB's probably even better looking than me."
"I doubt it. Take it from me, kid, I've traveled a lot, and I've seen a lot of girls, and barely a fraction of them compare to you," you tell her seriously. "I can only imagine how hot you're going to be when you're older."
>She stares disbelievingly for a while, face completely red now until she finally smiles lightly and shakes her head.
>"If Dash was here, she'd call you a dweeb, but... you're really nice," she says, smiling a little wider. "For a perv, anyway."
Anonymous Thu 20 Jun 2019 06:31:05 No.33962542 Report
Quoted By: >>33962545
>>33962536
"Hey, you're the one who dragged me down here and made the offer," you point out with a smirk of your own. "You're at least as pervy as me."
>She laughs.
>"I guess you've got a point," she concedes, suddenly perking up. "Hey! How 'bout you get a picture of this pose? I saw it on Fluttershy's instagram once."
>Spinning around, the girl bends forward until her chest is almost perpendicular with the ground and leans a palm against a wooden beam.
>Reaching back with her other hand, she grabs hold of a buttcheek and pulls, revealing her tight little pucker and the pink of her sex.
>Looking over her shoulder, she asks, "What do you think? Pretty hot, right?"
>You answer by snapping a photo as your cock spews a glob of pre into your boxers.
"Very hot," you say dumbly, earning another giggle.
>"Knew you'd like it," she says right before her watch beeps and she looks over at it.
>Standing, she starts fiddling with the screen of what you realize is a smart watch and mutters, "About time."
>Looking up to you, she gives an apologetic smile and says. "Hey, sorry to cut things short, but my friends just showed up and are looking for me topside. You think you got enough pictures?"
"Oh, ah, yeah, don't worry about it," you tell her, surprised by the abrupt change in circumstances.
>She tells you thanks as she adjusts her skimpy outfit to cover up the important stuff once more before walking over to you.
>"Let me see your phone for a sec," she says, holding a hand out. "I need to make sure you didn't take any pictures of my face."
"Sure," you reply, handing over the device with the camera still open.
>You watch as she swipes her finger across the screen a few times, but have to fight the urge to snatch the phone back as she suddenly starts tapping on the screen.
>You don't know what she could be doing, but after what she just let you do with her, you'd hate to be rude.
>A minute later, she hands the phone back and grins up at you.
Anonymous Thu 20 Jun 2019 06:33:24 No.33962545 Report
Quoted By: >>33964246 >>33965203
>>33962542
>"We're all good," she says. "Hope you enjoy the souvenirs."
"I will," you tell her as you look down at your screen.
>You're confused when you realize your contacts are open, and a new name and number is on the list.
>Looking up, you see the girl grabbing her skateboard and turning towards the beach where you came in at.
"What's this?" you ask, holding the phone up and screen towards her.
>She's walking backwards as she answers, "My number! If you're in town, like, sixteen months from now, give me a call!"
"Why?" you yell back, getting her to grin toothily.
>"Because I'll be legal!"
>You're left gobsmacked by that as you watch the girl meet up with two others who had just reached the bottom of the stairs, and hear her brush off their questions about what she was doing.
>"Nothing," she tells them. "But hey, you guys want some ice cream? I just got some cash, so I'm buying!"
>You stumble back to your hotel room after that, falling back on your bed as you stare at the new contact in your phone.
"Scootaloo," you mumble. "I guess I know where I'm going for vacation in sixteen months."
>Then you open up your photo album and unzip your pants.
>Grabbing a handful of tissues, you go about enjoying your souvenirs to the fullest before taking an afternoon nap.

Aaand there, one slutty Scoots green for you all.
Anyone want to bin it for me? Heck, you can even take the credit. I'd appreciate it.
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Anonymous Thu 20 Jun 2019 09:13:28 No.33962860 Report
Quoted By: >>33963345
Good shit, my dude
Hoping you come back some time for the sequel