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   Story: CHARLIE'S PERVERSION 3 of 3   
      
     Part Three.  f/b, f/b/g   
      
      
      
       {f/b, f/b/g, femdom/coerc, oral, mast, sex}   
      
      
      
       By Typoman   
      
       Edited by Typoman   
      
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       Larry Sanderson wrenchdude@home.net   
      
      
      
      
      
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   ages from adult to children may be described in sexual acts, either willing   
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   contain a thread of an old childhood memory, or just be the brainchild of   
   my fertile imagination.  If you like to read stories like mine then more   
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   abusing an innocent minor, then go seek help.  Our children are our future.   
   Don't start (or continue) the cycle of sexual abuse.  Enough said, on with   
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       If you haven't read part one or two, it would be a good idea to start   
   there.   
      
      
      
       I trudged on over to the beach by myself thinking about Janet and the   
   wonderful feeling from her hand as she jacked me off in the water.  The   
   morning was still young and the beach was practically deserted when I got   
   there.  As I sat down in the sand to take my sneakers off I heard the   
   excited squeal of a child to my right.   
      
       Then I heard, "Maria you little turd!  Where do you think you're going?"   
      
       As I turned to where the noise was coming from, a little naked girl came   
   scampering right towards me.  She had light brown skin and looked to be   
   about two years old.  The girl that the naked toddler escaped from was   
   struggling to rise from her sitting position on the sand.  Reflexively, I   
   reached out and grabbed the little girl as she tried to streak by me.  She   
   let out a giggling squeal, then squirmed in my single-handed grasp.  The   
   little girl was a lot faster than I figured on and she almost got away from   
   me.   
      
       The older girl called to me.  "Hey!  Don't let her get away!"   
      
       I fell forward and caught the little girl with my other hand then pulled   
   her towards me.  Was it intentional that my hand found itself nestled   
   between the little girl's legs when I finally brought her wiggling little   
   body under control?  I guess if that were the case I certainly wouldn't   
   have let anyone see me do it that's for certain.   
      
       When I heard the older girl's voice to my right say, "Thanks kid, you're   
   a life saver!" I knew there would be no plausible explanation for my hand   
   cupping a two-year-olds pussy, no matter how hard I tried to explain away   
   the situation.  It was my fate that I got caught with my hand in the little   
   girl's cookie jar.   
      
       I said to myself, "Oh shit!" then looked up, directly into the knowing   
   eyes of the older girl who was standing over me.  Her skin was light brown   
   like the toddler now sitting peacefully in my lap.  Her hair was jet-black   
   and her eyes gave off a fire that radiated intelligence.  She looked to be   
   around seventeen years of age.  The Bikini she wore was light brown and   
   almost the same shade as her skin.  In my mind's eye I imagined that she   
   would look tantalizingly naked from across the beach in her Hispanic flesh   
   toned Bikini.   
      
       I jerked my hand out of the little giggling girl's crotch quite   
   obviously.  "I didn't mean to do that....  Uh, I mean my hand just   
   kinda....."   
      
       "Oh that's okay, Sometimes that's the best way to keep a hold of her."   
   She bent forward and slapped her legs playfully.  "Come here you little   
   wiggle worm!"   
      
       As she bent over to pick up the toddler my eyes locked onto the alluring   
   sight offered me by twin swells of her medium sized breasts.  I was unaware   
   that my pecker had come to life while the toddler was sitting in my lap.   
   As the older girl lifted her charge away from my lap, her gaze fell upon   
   the very rude statement my sexually exited state made.  Not only had I been   
   caught with my hand cupped over a little girl's bare pussy, it also   
   appeared that I had been enjoying the naked toddlers company a little too   
   much.  The bane of my existence since beginning puberty had been the   
   erections that would afflict my body while I was sitting.  Just like what   
   happened to me countless numbers of times while at school, my boner and   
   gotten caught in the fold in my Jammers and was making its presence known   
   to the world.  It was too late to attempt to cover my tenting swimsuit so I   
   simply bit the bullet and did nothing.  Fortunately the girl let me off   
   easily.  She introduced herself and the girl in her arms.   
      
       "My name is Carmen.  This little wiggle worm that got away from me is my   
   little sister Maria.  What's your name?"   
      
       My eyes had already traveled from the swell of Carmen's bikini covered   
   breasts to where her hand was hand was wedged between her little sister's   
   legs.  It was a supreme effort just to speak.   
      
       "Uh....Charlie!  My name is Charlie!"   
      
       Little Maria let out a squeal and leaned forward in her sister's arms.   
   She stretched her arms out to me and said, "Charry!"   
      
       I looked at Carmen ready to express my surprise that her little sister   
   spoke my name after only hearing it twice.  To my horror Carmen's gaze was   
   once again centered on the painfully obvious erection that protruded from   
   the crotch of my Jammers.  I'm sure I must have turned beet red.  My   
   arousal being the obvious reason for Carmen's slightly amused grin.  I   
   tried to act cool but my hands wouldn't listen to reason.  They shot down   
   to cover the embarrassing tent in my crotch, but only succeeded in drawing   
   more attention to my predicament.   
      
       Little Maria squirmed against her sister's hold and called my name once   
   again.  "Charry!  Charry Carmen!"   
      
       Carmen's retort summed up the situation perfectly.  "Well Charlie, I   
   think little Maria has taken a shine to you!  By the look of things I'd say   
   that you seem to be quite fond of her company too!"   
      
       I felt like running away.  Maybe digging a deep hole to hide myself in.   
   My brain furiously tried to come up with the words that might somehow be   
   used to explain my way out of the mess I found myself in.   
      
       Carmen's expression took on an ominous change, "How old are you Charlie,   
   thirteen?"   
      
       "Uh....No.  It's not what you're thinking honest!"   
      
      
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