Stories of a Jailbait Magnet/Story 1
One summer night, I was at my city's amusement park. Certainly not for the overpriced snacks, scammy prize games or dubiously safe rides. I was there, of course, looking for little girls to dick down, and what's a better place to look for those than a bustling, family-oriented amusement park?
After roaming around for a bit, just doing some scouting, I decided to go to one of the rides: the rollercoaster. It wasn't the most thrilling or intricate rollercoaster, but it sufficed for those looking for cheap thrills; including me, who was looking for a different kinda thrill. And I found it. In the very last cart, there was this beautiful redhead girl with fair skin, who looked 10 or 11 years old. She was all alone, and smiled at me when she saw me looking for a cart to sit down. Needless to say, I sat right next to her, and could then catch a glimpse of her apparel. She was dressed absurdly skimpily for a girl her age: her jeans short-shorts were practically jeans panties, and the waist was so low you would've been able to see her pubes if she had any. She was also wearing a black cropped top which exposed her pasty shoulders, and perfectly wrapped around her tiny, budding breasts.
We greeted each other, put on our seatbelts and pulled the lapbar down. She was still smiling at me, clearly flirting. I knew I had scored that night, so I wasted no time. I put my hand on one of her pale little thighs to see her reaction, and she didn't protest at all. In fact she gently placed her hand over mine, signaling me to go further. As the ride slowly started, I slipped my hand into her shorts, and felt that the little whore wasn't even wearing panties. That made it even more obvious what she was looking for going in that amusement park, and I was more than glad to give it to her. I gently rubbed her clit and her folds from under her shorts as the cart slowly went up, and she firmly grasped to my shoulder, biting her lip from pleasure as I did so. I managed to rub her smooth pussy for a good while before the ride started for good, at which point we were too busy holding onto our seats and screaming to do anything else. I have to say, though, it was hella fun, and the way she hugged and clung to me during the more intense parts of the ride was pretty cute.
And then, after just one lap... it was already over! What a ripoff!
We climbed out of the cart and left the rollercoaster holding hands. I was pretty confident people around would just assume we were father and daughter, or an older brother and a much, much younger sister, so I didn't even try to hide it. As we walked we chatted a little, and I learned that her name was Catherine, that she lived just a block away, and that her parents were currently out of town on a business trip, so she could basically go wherever she wanted. I asked her if she wasn't scared of being left all alone as a little girl, and she just giggled. She said how she felt that, being 11 years old, she was mature enough to take care of herself and mind her own business. I thought about how my earlier guess about her age was spot-on; I'm getting good at this. I also noticed the way she walked. Despite her earlier demeanor and the devious edge the young lady clearly had to her, she didn’t walk with a mature, seductive hip sway. Rather, she accompanied me with a childish, girly hop in her step, totally contrasting with the girl I met at that rollercoaster. It seemed like she knew how to be discreet… at least, as far as clothes aren’t concerned.
Catherine and I made it to one of the restrooms of the amusement park, one that was a little more isolated and away from the food stands, meaning it wasn't as used. We walked into the men's room, a random pick, and hid behind the very last stall. There we started to make out. She was very petite and lightweight, so I could pick her up and hold her effortlessly. I could tell from how she kissed me that she was experienced. I made sure to squeeze her butt as we made out, which she seemed to like.
After a bit, she was finally in the mood, and I put her down so we could finally fuck. I pulled my pants down along with my boxers in one pull, and my cock, throbbing and rock-hard from all the foreplay, flopped out. First she gave me a blowjob; she was short enough that she didn't have to squat all that much to get her mouth on my cock. It felt amazing, probably one of the best blowjobs I ever got in my life, with the way she swirled her tongue and slurped on my shaft like a pornstar. What a slut! I'm sure she's made quite a few pedos happy before me...
The redhead eventually stopped sucking on my dick, not before giving the tip a nice and sloppy kiss. My cock was throbbing a lot harder now. I told her to turn around, and she did, leaning against the wall and pulling her shorts down. I them positioned myself behind her, having to bend my legs a little bit to be able to reach her little cunny. I inserted it in slowly, in case she was still a virgin, but that didn't turn out to be the case. I've taken a lot of virginities throughout my years fucking little girls, and I can feel when I've popped a cherry. Her pussy was tight, but it was definitely not her first time. Of course it was not.
I started thrusting right away, knowing she'd be able to take it. She started moaning quietly, and it was just like music to my ears. I slid my thick cock in and out of her warm, wet and tight child pussy, feeling how the lips gripped around my shaft, while I held her by her waist. Just like the blowjob, it felt absolutely amazing. She was loving it, asking me to keep going while still moaning like a little slut. I fucked her for several minutes before not being able to hold back anymore and blowing my load inside of her. I pulled out, seeing my cum dripping out of her hole, mixed with her juices, which is always satisfying to watch.
I grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my dick, and gave her some for her to clean up her pussy. I asked her if she had morning-after pills, and she said yes, in her pocket. I sighed in relief. I asked her if she could give me her number, and she did, which I saved on my phone. She told me that her parents would only be back from their trip next week, and asked if I could come over to her house one of those days "to hang out". I happily agreed.
We got out of the restroom. Thankfully not a single soul was around, and the park was much emptier as it was getting quite late already. I offered Catherine to walk her home, and she thanked me but said that her nosy neighbors would find me being with her that late at night suspicious. Understandable.
She stood on the tip of her toes to give my cheek a smooch before she walked away, waving me goodbye with that adorable smile and happy little hopping of hers. I waved back, and decided to make my way home as well. My business there was done. What a lovely night!