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   Preteen Lover to All   
   Story: A Visit With The Miller Family (1   
   21 Jul 06 12:31:06   
   
   From: PreteenLover@MailAndNews.com   
      
   Story: A Visit With The Miller Family   
      
   By LadyBug (M/M/M/F/g7, g5, b,b,b,b8, g,g,g7, inc, ws, pedo)   
      
   My name is Shane Thompson. I am a 35 year old divorced male. My wife   
   divorced me some three years ago when she caught me sniffing the panties   
   of our then 7 year old daughter. I have always liked to look at young   
   kids, especially girls in the 3 to 9 years of age group, and I was doing   
   that right now at the home of Ed and Sharon Miller and their two   
   luscious looking daughters, Staci and Lila. Staci was 7 years of age,   
   and had dimples, along with the most sparkling blue eyes I had ever   
   seen. She had long, soft brown hair, just like her mom, and she was   
   wearing it in a pony tail today. Her younger sister, Lila, also a dreamy   
   looking child, looked just like her older sister, but she was wearing   
   her luxurious brown hair in twin pigtails, with yellow ribbons adorning   
   the each tail. Lila was all of 5 years old.   
      
   I had been invited to the Miller home by Ed, who was a co-worker of mine   
   at the insurance company we were employed by. We had known one another   
   only a few months, but when we started talking about football one day   
   during a coffee break, and discovered we both were partial about the   
   same team. He had graciously invited me over on this Saturday to view   
   the game on their new spacious TV set.   
      
   It was half time now, and Sharon Miller was serving us snacks in the   
   family room where the large sized TV set sat. The two Miller   
   pre-teeners, both clad in shorts and jerseys, had been running in and   
   out of the family room since I had arrived, and it was difficult to keep   
   my eyes on the game whenever they were in the room. My eyes   
   automatically shifted to their adorable little bodies, especially their   
   divine little asses, just as I was doing now.   
      
   I knew that Ed had seen me looking at his two daughters, and I didn't   
   know whether to just get up and leave, feigning some sudden illness, or   
   to simply apologize for staring at his kids. I decided on the latter.   
      
   "Ed, I am sorry for staring at your daughters," I managed to say, rather   
   weakly. "They're both just so beautiful. I guess I couldn't help myself."   
      
   Ed Miller simply smiled and nodded his head.   
      
   "I know," he said in a friendly tone. "Don't worry about it, Shane. It   
   happens all the time."   
      
   "It does?" I muttered lamely.   
      
   "Sure," he answered. "Men just can't keep from looking at those two   
   little beauties. You should see what happens when Sharon or I take them   
   to the mall. We usually sit them between us on a mall bench, have the   
   girls spread their legs apart, and just watch as the men, and even some   
   of the women, stare at their crotch area."   
      
   I was flabbergasted, but did not want to show it. I wanted this line of   
   conversation to continue.   
      
   "I, uh, assume they are wearing dresses or skirts when you and your wife   
   do this, right?" I said in a quickening breath tone.   
      
   "Oh, to be sure," Ed replied with a big smile. "Sometimes they are not   
   even wearing panties," he added, still smiling. "You should see the   
   looks on the faces of those staring then. They can't believe they are   
   looking at two of the finest little pussies on this earth."   
      
   "Jesus, that's amazing," I said, as I felt my cock start to harden in my   
   pants. "I wish I had been there at those times."   
      
   "Would you like to see their little cunts?" he asked me.   
      
   "God, yes!" I said with a long sigh. "I sure would!"   
      
   The two girls had by now departed the room again, and Sharon Miller was   
   just entering with the snacks. She placed them down on the coffee table,   
   and then sat down beside her husband on the sofa, directly to the left   
   of me.   
      
   "Honey," Ed said to his wife, "Shane would like to see Lila's and   
   Staci's cunts. I was telling him what we usually do with the girls when   
   we take them to the mall, and Shane said he would like to see their   
   pussies, too. Right, Shane?"   
      
   "Uh, well, yes .. if it's not a problem," I mumbled.   
      
   "No problem at all," Sharon Miller said with a glowing smile. Then she   
   called out to the Miller daughters.   
      
   "Girls, get in here," she cried out.   
      
   A brief few seconds later both little pixies were standing in front of   
   their parents.   
      
   "What, Mommy?" little Lila asked. "Why did you call us?"   
      
   "Our guest, Mr. Thompson, would like to see your little cunnies, girls,"   
   she told them.   
      
   Both girls giggled aloud.   
      
   "Well, what are you two waiting for?" their glamorous mother asked. "Get   
   over there in front of Mr. Thompson and show him your cute bare pussies."   
      
   My cock grew fully erect in my pants now as the two sweet angels made   
   their way over to my chair. They stood there, side by side, smiling   
   warmly at me, as they began to lower their shorts. I held my breath as   
   their flattering panties came into view. Lila was wearing pink ones,   
   with teddy bears embossed on them, and her darling sister Staci was clad   
   in a pair of flimsy white silk ones. Both pairs of panties seemed a size   
   or two too small for them.   
      
   Ed Miller seemed to have read my mind when he said, "We usually buy them   
   panties that are a size or two smaller than their true size. We think   
   they look sexier that way, wouldn't you agree, Shane?"   
      
   "Yes. Yes, I do agree," I uttered, not allowing my eyes to turn away   
   from the breathtaking sight that was before me.   
      
   The two little girls then tucked their thumbs into the waistband of   
   their panties simultaneously and began lowering the garments to their   
   ankles, giving me a heavenly view of their bald cunts. My breathing grew   
   harder, as did my cock!   
      
   "Jesus!" I cried out. "Their little slits are marvelous! I have never   
   seen two cunts that looked so beautiful!"   
      
   Both girls giggled somewhat when I said that, and Ed and his wife   
   laughed a bit.   
      
   "Glad you like them, Shane," Ed Miler spoke up. "How would you like to   
   fuck them, or maybe have them suck you off?"   
      
   "What?!" I said in sheer disbelief. "Are you kidding?"   
      
   "No, not at all," Ed responded. "Both girls know how to suck a cock   
   pretty well, and they have both been soundly fucked before."   
      
   "Jesus!" I wailed. "By who?"   
      
   "Different men, and some boys also, " Ed informed me. "Our pastor fucks   
   them both on a fairly regular basis, and he likes having Lila suck his   
   cock a lot, too. Our mailman just started fucking Staci a few months   
   ago, and Staci's teacher, Mr. Mills, is now fucking her about once a week."   
      
   "Don't forget your father, dear," Mrs. Miller said.   
      
   "Oh, yes," Ed said. "My dad fucks them both, too. And my mom is just   
   crazy about licking them after he has cum in them."   
      
   "Holy shit!" I exclaimed. "That's fucking fantastic!"   
      
   "I have an idea, " came the voice of Sharon Miller. "Why don't you get   
   totally naked, Shane. Then you can lay out on your back on the rug, and   
   Lila can sit on your face while Staci gives you a nice blow job? I am   
      
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