Pedo Romp/Toddler

The toddler looks to be around three years old. She's black with tight curls of hair and as cute as a button. Curled up on a mat, fast asleep with drool running down her chin, you can't help imagining what it would feel like to slip your cock between those full lips.

There is a black girl sitting on one of the benches. She looks about fourteen and quite pretty, so you assume that she must be the older sister of the toddler. You walk over and sit down beside her. She looks tired and barely acknowledges you when you say “Hi”.

“Cute kid. Is she your sister?” She looks at you but doesn’t say anything. “I was going to get some lunch. I don’t suppose you fancy joining me,” you ask.

“I haven’t got any money,” she says.

“It’ll be my good deed for the day then. There’s a Mackie D over there. What do you think?”

You stand up and she follows suit, grabbing the handle of the stroller. Once inside, she goes to choose a plain cheeseburger. “It’s okay,” you say with a smile. “I’m feeling flush. Choose anything you want. What about your sister?” She ended up with a big Mac meal and a milkshake, and orders nuggets for the toddler. You have a chicken sandwich and a coffee, and then you all sit down at a table. They both go at the food like they were starving, and they’re far too busy eating to talk. Eventually, she tells you that her name is Lizzie and the toddler is called May.

Lizzie scoffs all of her big Mac and half the nuggets well before you’ve eaten your sandwich so you give her some money to get ice creams. You change seats so that you’re sitting alongside May. She is wide awake now and laughs when you make faces at her. She is wearing a rather grubby looking dress which has ridden up to expose most of her legs. Nobody is paying any attention, and you reach down ostensibly to adjust the hem of her dress, but in fact to cop a feel of her chubby thigh. She makes no objection and actually spreads her legs so that you can get your fingers down between them.

“Have you got children,” Lizzie asks as she watches you shovelling ice cream into May’s mouth. You tell her that you live alone but you’ve helped out with nieces and nephews.

When you’ve all finished and Lizzie’s white May’s face with a paper napkin, she sits and looks at you. “Thank you for the meal,” she says, standing up. “I suppose we better go now.”

“Why don’t you sit down and tell me how you came to be here with no money,” you say. “Have you run away from home?”

She promptly burst into tears. “What’s it to do with you,” she finally asks.

“I’m just a guy who likes little girls,” you say with a grin.

She looks up sharply. “Are you pedo?”

“What if I am?”

“How much would you pay to have sex with me?”

“It depends.” You’re surprised at how direct she is.

“What do you mean?”

You look around. The restaurant is practically empty and there is no one who could overhear. “If you’re talking about a blowjob, maybe twenty? Anything more… I can be generous.”

“You got a place to go?”

“My cars outside.”

You stand up and she follows you down to where your car is still safely parked in the handicap bay. You put the stroller in the trunk and she lists the toddler onto the back seat and sits her in the middle pinned in place by the lap strap. “Will your sister be all right like that,” you ask. She shrugs and climbs into the passenger seat.

“She’s not my sister,” she says as she buckles her seatbelt.

“Her daughter,” you think. “Surely she’s a bit young to have a three-year-old daughter.” You don’t say anything as you drive through the barrier and head out of town towards your house. It’s not a large house, but it’s set right back off the road in some trees. This situation is exactly what you had in mind when you bought it. No neighbours to report any comings and goings or strange children running around. And, although this wasn’t part of your plan, no one to hear any screams either.

Before Lizzie can object, you get out of the car, open the back door, and lift May out. You carry her into the house with your hand under her dress, cupping her plump little bottom. Lizzie follows you in, leaving the stroller in the trunk. “We we,” May says. Almost the first thing she’s said to you. You carry her into the downstairs bathroom, stand her on the toilet and pull her panties down exposing her cute little pussy to your lascivious gaze. Lizzie says nothing as she watches you lift the little girl down and sit her on the seat so that she can pee into the bowl. When she’s finished, you use some tissue to wipe her dry and then lift her down.

“I need to go too,” Lizzie says as you lead May into the sitting room, leaving her panties on the bathroom floor. When she’s finished, she comes in to find you sitting in an armchair with May on your lap and your hand on the little girl’s thigh.

“Why don’t you tell me what’s going on,” you say.

• Lizzie's Story
• Fuck Lizzie
• Fuck May