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|    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              [continued in next message]              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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