Charlie stood on the edge, board hanging out over the bowl. She took a deep breath to build up her courage. It was 12 feet, the biggest drop-in she’d ever done. Both Ryan and Wyatt stood nearby to cheer her on, anxiously awaiting her attempt. It was high up, but after yet another week at school, it was the perfect way for her to blow off steam.
Leaning forward, she leaned into the bowl but she didn’t commit. Instead, the board slipped out from under her, flying toward the other end while she fell backwards. Her head hit the concrete with a loud slam that could be heard across the skate park.
“Shit, are you okay?” Ryan slid down the side of the bowl toward his friend.
“Oof, yeah, I’m good,” Charlie sat up slowly. “Good thing I’m wearing a helmet.” Her head hurt a little and she was pretty shaken up from the impact. So she took it easy and allowed herself a minute to recover.
“Hey, your helmet is cracked,” Wyatt said, still standing behind them outside the bowl. “I can see it from here.” Charlie unclasped it and pulled it off her head to examine the damage. Indeed. It was cracked pretty badly right down the back.
“Damn, didn’t you just get that like a month ago?” Ryan asked.
“Yeah, but—I guess we could go get a new one…” Charlie looked at Ryan who knew exactly what she meant.
“Your parents would probably buy you a new one, though,” Ryan replied.
“Yeah, but if we go there, we could get other stuff, too,” Charlie reasoned. “Besides, my parents won’t like buying a helmet after they just got me a new one.”
“Well, whatever you want to do,” Ryan helped Charlie up. He was the first to climb out of the bowl, getting a running start to reach the top. It took him two tries before he was able to pull himself out.
“Here,” Charlie tossed Ryan her broken helmet. Then, she too got a running start and reached up with her board, allowing Ryan to grab the trucks and help lift her out.
“Alright, let’s go,” Charlie had made up her mind.
“Where are we going?” Wyatt asked.
“Skateshop,” Ryan pointed.
“Yeah, I’m going to get a new helmet. But we can probably pick out some other stuff, too.”
“How, we don’t have any money?” Wyatt asked curiously.
“Just follow us, you’ll see,” Ryan called back as he got on his skateboard.
Wyatt followed Charlie and his older brother as they skated across the street. As soon as they walked in the shop, the man behind the counter waved and appeared quite happy to see them.
“Yo wassup!” He said to the kids. “It’s been a minute.” As the three of them walked up to the counter, Ricco, the skate shop owner called out to the customer in the store who had been browsing for a while
“Hey, bro,” he motioned toward the door. “You gotta get out. I’m closing for lunch.”
“It’s 4:30,” the man looked at his phone, clearly annoyed. His comment had a fair bit of attitude.
“Whatever, my stomach doesn’t wear a watch,” Ricco retorted. “Get your shit and get the fuck out, man.” Ricco was clearly not one to take shit from customers. Begrudgingly, the man paid and Ricco locked the door as soon as soon as he was gone.
“So,” Ricco turned to Charlie. “How’s it goin’?”
“I cracked my helmet,” Charlie answered, holding it up for him to see.
“Damn, that’s pretty gnarly, what did you do?” Ricco looked at the damaged helmet.
“Tried to drop into the 12-foot bowl,” Charlie answered.
“Shit, that’s fucking nuts. You just fell back and slammed the side of the bowl?”
“Yeah.”
“And you brought someone new,” Ricco looked at Wyatt.
“This is my little brother,” Ryan replied.
“Nice to meet you, Wyatt,” Ricco paused. “Why don’t you boys leave your boards by the counter and pick out some stuff you want. I’ll take Charlie here to the back for a bit.” When Ricco suddenly stuck his hand down the front of Charlie’s shirt, Wyatt started to understand what was going on.
“I’ve never seen you with a shirt on,” Ricco noted as he felt her chest. She was wearing a baggy sleeveless t-shirt this time instead of just going topless like she often did at the skate park. Charlie wasn’t wearing it for much longer, though as Ricco grabbed it from the inside and pulled it up. She didn’t fight him, but lifted up her arms to help him lift it over her head. He dropped the shirt on the floor of the store and then began to fiddle with his pants.
Charlie watched at his pants and boxers fell down and he stepped out of them before taking off his shirt. Following suit, she undid her camouflage shorts. They were both completely naked in the middle of the store.
Ricco was skinny, but wasn’t without a certain definition to his frame. Clearly, skateboarding helped him stay in shape. Likewise, Charlie was rather muscular for an eight year old. Her flat, defined stomach excited Ricco quite a bit. Brushing her hair over her shoulder, he led Charlie to the sofa at the back of the store.
“Are we going to have to do that?” Wyatt asked wearily, eying Ricco and Charlie as they passed.
“Nah,” Ryan answered. “I don’t think so. I’m pretty sure he only likes girls.”
“Oh, okay,” Wyatt relaxed a little. “A high schooler told me he only liked girls but said he wanted to try it with me anyways.”
“Ricco’s not like that,” Ryan answered. “He’s nice. He won’t make you if you don’t want…” As he spoke, Ryan suddenly felt a tinge of excitement. He’d been forced to do so much at school that he found himself wanting it more and more on the weekend.
“You should suck my cock, though,” Ryan began to pull it out of his pants.
“Right now!?” Wyatt looked at his older brother.
“Yeah, just real quick,” Ryan replied.
“Okay…” With at least a twinge of reluctance, Wyatt dropped to his knees.
At the back of the store, Ricco had laid Charlie out on the back sofa and climbed on top of her. He hugged her hairless body close, enjoying the feel of her pressing against him.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty,” He lowered his head to her chest and began to kiss her nipples. Charlie wasn’t accustomed to being called pretty. Maybe the principal had a few times, but it never stuck out to her until now.
Ricco moved up to kiss her lips. Then he pushed his cock into her and moaned loudly. He groped her young, eight year old body as he fucked her. Charlie’s body moved along with the rhythm of his thrusts. As his excitement grew, he grabbed her hair and pushed himself into her faster.
“Fuck yes. Sexy whore.” Charlie felt his pubes pressing against her with each thrust of his pelvis. As he held himself over her, she could look down and watch his cock reappearing only to be pushed inside her again. Soon, Ricco pulled her close again and frantically fucked her cunt.
“Yeah. Fuck. Slut. Uh!” Ricco moaned into Charlie’s ear as he came, depositing his seed inside the girl. She felt the weight of the man’s body on top of her increase as he relaxed. But it wasn’t enough to bother her. The girl had wrapped her legs around him and while she may not have cum, fucking Ricco was a lot better than the principal or any of the other men at their school.
“Damn, that was fucking hot!” Ricco lifted his head up and looked into Charlie’s eyes. “How old are you anyways?”
“Eight,” Charlie answered. “How old are you?”
“Twenty six,” he replied. The idea that he could technically be her father was kind of exciting to the man. He caressed her cheek for a moment before speaking again.
“Do you wanna be my girlfriend?” Ricco asked. Charlie was a little taken aback. She didn’t know what to say and had no idea what that would really mean. But she didn’t necessarily dislike Ricco. And he hooked them up with skateboarding stuff, so that was cool…
“Like, what do you mean?” It was a fair question given their obvious age difference and the fact that she was clearly already putting out for him.
“I don’t know, fuck,” Ricco really hadn’t put much thought into it in the time his cock had begun to grow soft inside her. “Just like—normal boyfriend and girlfriend stuff, I guess.”
“Like, we have sex whenever?” Charlie said the main thing on his mind.
“Yeah, definitely. And you could come by whenever. We could go skating together and shit. It can just be casual.” Ricco tried to paint a clear picture.
“Can you give me rides to the skatepark?” Charlie asked, excitedly.
“Oh hell yeah, whenever you and your friends want!” That was the only thing Charlie needsd to hear.
“That sounds great!” The girl lifted her head and kissed him. He thrust his tongue into her mouth and the pair began to make out, only stopping when they heard a noise from across the store.
“Wait, are they doing what I think…” Ricco asked, looking toward the front of his store. His view was obstructed by the a large rack of t-shirts.
Charlie turned her head and could see what appeared to be Ryan’s pants around his ankles and Wyatt kneeling on the floor of the shop. While they weren’t entirely visible to her either, there was no question to Charlie what they were up to.
“Yeah, we started doing that with each other sometimes,” Charlie admitted.
“Damn, that’s fucking crazy,” Ricco sat up on the sofa and Charlie followed suit.
“What does your tattoo mean?” Charlie pointed to the one near his shoulder.
“Oh that one, I got it when I was in Hawaii,” he answered. “It’s a souvenir from my trip. You like it?” Charlie nodded and proceeded to ask about the other one on his arm.
“I’m tired,” Wyatt complained from the other end of the store, interrupting their conversation.
“Sorry,” Ryan said. “Usually it happens a lot sooner. Just keep trying.” Wyatt took his brother’s cock back into his mouth, continuing to bob his head. It was much easier than the older boy’s he’d had to suck off at the high school, but having to suck his brother off wasn’t how he’d preferred to spend his weekend.
“Damn, you kids really see some action don’t you?” Ricco noted.
“We started getting in trouble at school, so… you know,” Charlie lamented.
“Yeah, I’ve heard a lot of stories,” Ricco was well aware of the local school’s reputation. In fact, it’s the very reason be chose to open up his shop here to begin with.
While Charlie and Ricco got better acquainted, Ryan continued to enjoy his younger brother’s warm mouth around his cock. He let out a soft moan as Wyatt flicked his tongue. With several more coos, Ryan held his brother’s head and finally came. When it was over, he pulled his pants back up as Wyatt wiped his mouth and recovered.
“I should probably get the store back open,” he said. Ricco pulled Charlie into him and hugged her naked body one last time, taking the opportunity to kiss her on the lips.
Charlie walked back to the front of the store where her clothes lay on the floor. She pulled her panties and camouflage shorts back on, but didn’t bother with her shirt, flinging it over her shoulder instead. Her panties were visible above the waistband of her shorts, but she wasn’t bothered.
“Let’s get back to the skate park,” Charlie was eager to get back. “If we hurry, I can still drop into the bowl before your mom picks us up.”
“Don’t forget to pick out your new helmet, though,” Ryan reminded her.
“Oh yeah,” Charlie laughed having nearly forgotten about it. She picked up her broken helmet that was on the floor next to her skateboard and walked over to Ricco’s selection of helmets.
“No chance you’ll break that one on the pavement,” Ricco pointed to one of his nicer helmets. It was all black and made with a hard shell as opposed to her broken plastic one. Charlie heeded his advice and picked it up. Wyatt and Ryan grabbed a few shirts and both picked out a hat.
“Can I have those!?” Charlie eyed a pair of RayBan sunglasses locked in a case.
Ricco looked over, “Sure, but only because your my girlfriend now.”
“Girlfriend?” Ryan gave Charlie a confused expression.
“Oh yeah, we kind of decided we’re going out now,” Charlie responded while Ricco grabbed the key to the sunglass case.
“Oh, cool…” Ryan thought it seemed odd for someone their age to date an adult, but didn’t say anything.
“Here, try ‘em on,” Ricco handed her the pair of black RayBan’s she had asked for. They fit her perfectly.
“I love them, thanks,” Charlie said, looking at her reflection.
“Well, I’ll see you kids later,” Ricco said as they headed for the door. “Here’s my number.” The man handed Charlie a business card with his personal phone written on the back. She was surprised when he leaned in to kiss her goodbye, though she really shouldn’t have been.
The kids skated back to the park together and had just enough time to skate for a few before their ride came to take them home.
Sure enough, Charlie found herself back at the top of the 12 foot bowl with her new helmet strapped on. Even though she’d fallen earlier, the fact she’d even attempted it made the height less intimidating. Leaning in, Charlie dropped from the ledge. This time, she committed and rode all the way to the bottom of the bowl before flying up the other side. Watching from the sidelines, Ryan and Wyatt both cheered. Charlie raised her arms up on excitement, too. She had succeeded.