The Pedophile Voyeur

by JayneDeviant

It was a gray, Tuesday afternoon. Bambi drove into the park and pulled her car into her favorite spot, just slightly concealed behind some trees, yet still offering a clear view of the playground.

She turned off the engine. She exhaled.

“What… what happens now?” asked her friend, Cindi, sitting beside her in the passenger seat, glancing about nervously. They were the only ones in the parking lot, the only ones for as far as she could see. It was a pretty remote park, no neighborhoods nearby. No kids. No dog-walkers. Just an empty lot, some broken swings, a rusty merry-go-round.

“We wait,” Bambi answered, pulling out a cigarette. She lit it and offered one to Cindi.

“No thanks,” said Cindi. “Those things will kill you.”

That made Bambi snort in laughter.

They both worked as exotic dancers at the Rust City Revue, which is how they met, and bonded after they realized they’d both been worked on by the same plastic surgeon, and had almost identical double-D’s.

Then, after much laughter and conversation, they’d realized they had other things in common as well.

“Aren’t you afraid he’ll see us? I mean, aren’t you ever worried that he might come after you, too?”

“After me? Dirty Ernie only like little girls, Cindi. I told you. I’ve never seen him grab anyone over the age of ten, and never after they… you know.” She glanced down at her massive breasts, barely concealed in the tight fitting sweater she wore. “…before they develop. And you shouldn’t worry, either. We’re not his type.”

“How long have you been coming here?”

“Oh, gosh…. It’s been about two years, I guess.”

“And he’s never been caught?”

“Nope! He’s… Oh look! There he is! See him?”

Cindi squinted. Indeed, on the other side of the playground she could just make out a dirty man, wearing a long trench coat, hovering around the playground equipment. He almost blended in. He was an older man, with a long, white beard and rough skin was rough. Even at this distance, she could tell that he was missing several teeth.

“Wow… he’s exactly how you described him!” Cindi perked up a bit. A smile even crept across her face. “If you say the words ‘Child Murderer,’ that’s pretty much exactly what anyone would imagine!”

Bambi brought a hand down between her legs and began fingering herself. “Sometimes, if there’s a breeze, I can even smell him,” she said. “He smells horrendous. Like a thousand garbage dumps, filled with old toilets. He hasn’t bathed in years.”

Cindi had also begun playing with herself as well, closing her eyes as pleasure coursed through her young body. “Mmm… Thank you so much for taking me.”

“Believe me, it’s my pleasure!” The two looked deeply into each other’s eyes, then leaned in and shared a very wet kiss, their tongues exploring the other’s mouths very deeply.

When they finally broke apart, Cindi said, “So that’s Dirty Ernie. When do we get to meet his victim?”

“Don’t worry. It’s never long, after he shows up. Sometimes I think it’s like he senses when they’re coming, like he just has a sixth sense for underage pussy.”

That made Cindi laugh. “Oh, my god, this is so great! I can’t believe I’m really here… wait, where did he go?”

Sure enough, Dirty Ernie had seemingly vanished.

“Oooh…. Don’t worry, that just means he’s getting himself ready. Someone must be coming!”

They looked around, and indeed, a young girl was skipping through the park, toward that merry-go-round. She couldn’t have been more than 4 or 5. The girl had blonde hair in pigtails, not a care in the world.

“Oh my god, she’s so cute, just look at her!” cooed Cindi.

“Yup… she’s a cutie, all right. Too bad she’ll never get a chance to grow up!”

They both laughed wickedly at that.

“Hey, reach under your seat there, I brought a surprise.”

Cindi reached under her seat and pulled out a bag of popcorn. “Wow, this is great! Popcorn’s my favorite!” She opened the bag and took out a handful, eating it greedily, while not tearing her eyes away from that little girl. Pieces of popcorn fell between into her cleavage, but she paid it no mind. “My pussy is gushing, I mean it’s actually gushing. I can hardly stand the suspense!”

“No matter how many times I’ve watched this happen, it never loses its thrill.” Bambi put a hand on Cindi’s knee “I knew when I first met you that you were a fucking, evil sadist like me.”

Cindi licked her lips. “Oh God, yes! It’s just…. It’s one thing to watch internet videos… but to actually be here, to actually…” Her voice trailed off, as they saw Dirty Ernie approach the little girl.

They couldn’t hear what he was saying, but it was a whole conversation. He was talking and smiling and gesturing with his hands, and the little girl was talking in response.

“What’s the matter? Why doesn’t he just grab her?”

“Oh, Dirty Ernie likes to take his time! He’s a master at what he does. That’s why he’s never been caught!”

After a while, Ernie got closer and closer to the girl, still talking, and eventually sitting beside her on the merry-go-round. He reached into his trenchcoat and pulled out what looked like a lollipop. He handed it to the girl.

The girl seemed a bit nervous, but smiled when she saw the lollipop. She took it and begun unwrapping it.

Then Ernie looked over his shoulder, and in one fell swoop, much faster than an old homeless man should be capable of, he grabbed the girl by the wrist and yanked her toward him. With his other hand, he had pulled out a roll of duct tape and wrapped it around her mouth, then threw her to the ground hard.

Both Bambi and Cindi bounced up and down in their car in excitement. Cindi dropped the bag of popcorn. “Yes! Do it, Dirty Ernie! Do it! Fuck that little slut! Oh god, yes, fuck that little underage slut… Holy fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming…. Oh my god….”

“Oh God, look at him go! My god, he must have a whole hardware store under that coat!”

Ernie had taken out a large knife and held it up, then began cutting off the girl’s clothes. She struggled, but could not free herself.

“I can’t believe he’s doing this just out in the open!”

“He can’t help himself... He’s possessed!”

Dirty Ernie tossed the girl’s clothes aside in a heap, and had then pulled down his pants. His large cock thrust straight out.

“Wow! He’s pretty well hung for such an old man!” said Cindi, licking her lips as she continued to rub herself. “You ever think about sucking him off?”

“Oh, all the time!” Bambi agreed. “I think he’s just the hottest man I’ve ever seen!”

Dirty Ernie penetrated the young girl.

He held her down and thrust his cock into her again and again, slapping her across the face hard, so that blood poured down her face. Then he grabbed her head and began fucking it as well, not concerned with how far down his massive cock went into her tiny throat, choking her until her eyes bulged.

“Oh, yes! He’s going to kill her with his cock! Wow!”

When he’d finished, he threw her off of him, and cum splurted from her mouth, and all over her young, naked body.

Dirty Ernie breathed heavy, seemed to come back to his senses again. Then he looked around once more, grabbed the girl, who was still alive, and ran off with her.

“Where’s he taking her?”

Bambi looked at Cindi. “Now he’s going to kill her.”

Cindi’s eyes grew wide. “Oh, God! Have you ever watched that happen?”

“No… But I’ve found the bodies afterward, usually stuffed into a garbage bin somewhere nearby. We can take a look in a bit, before the cops find them. It’s wonderful, just a wonderful sight to behold. He gouges out their eyes, then cuts off their tongues…”

“Oooh!” Cindi shivered in delight. “I’m seriously orgasming just thinking about it!”

“Their bodies are filled with stab marks, lots of blood…. Oh, it’s wonderful!”

“I just love thinking about grown men raping and murdering little girls!”

The two women embraced again, deeply, rubbing each other’s heaving breasts and grabbing one another’s cunts as they fully gave themselves over to lust and desire.

“Bella! Bella!”

When they’d finished and put on their clothes again, they saw a man running through the park, yelling out a girl’s name. In a moment, he came to their car. “Excuse me, have either of you seen my daughter?”

“Well, let’s see….” said Bambi with a grin. “What did she look like?”

“She’s five years old, she has blonde pigtails…”

“And you let her play in the part by herself? What kind of dad are you?” said Cindi, stifling a laugh.

“Fuck! I was supposed to be watching her…. My wife’s going to kill me!”

Both Bambi and Cindi started laughing uproariously at that.

The man’s countenance changed. “What the fuck are you two whores laughing at? What’s so god damned funny?”

“Oh you’ll find out soon enough!” Bambi started up the engine, and the two friends peeled out. They had a whole day of sex ahead of them.