From: OneSickPuppy@HotMail.com   
      
   Story: Kimberly's Treat g10 (Mg, cons)   
      
   By Simple Man   
      
      
      
   I am a very private person, not a recluse mind you; I just don't like   
   being   
   around people too much.  I rent a small one-bedroom apartment in a small   
   town and keep to myself.  On the other hand, I am sort of a neat freak   
   and   
   maintain a very clean apartment with nice furniture that I might say is   
   spotless.  Yep there is no place like a spotless home, makes you proud   
   to   
   live in it.  Now, my problem.  In the apartment next to mine lives a   
   little   
   10 year old girl named Kimberly.  Now I don't mind the girl, she is   
   actually   
   very pretty for a kid.  Trouble is, she was around when I moved in and   
   watching the moving people carry in everything got her curiosity up in a   
   hurry.  So what, you might ask?  Well, she has used every tactic she can   
   think of to get me to let her into my apartment and this is where the   
   story   
   begins or at least gets interesting.   
      
   See, Kimberly has decided that I am a pervert, a child molester, former   
   convict, under the witness protection program, a burglar and a drug   
   runner   
   and that is why I hide everything from her.  I can't imagine where kids   
   get   
   this stuff.  The, I'll tell my mom to call the police, was about my last   
   straw.  So I told her, listen.You get dressed up real nice and pretty   
   and on   
   Friday you may come to visit me.  You could see the victory on her face,   
   like she had beaten me at a game, a game that had lasted more than two   
   months.   
      
   Well it was now Friday and the realization that she was going to visit   
   me   
   after school had finally sunk in.  I figured I would give her a tour and   
   that would be it.  Be over in three minutes flat.  Kimberly had other   
   ideas.   
      
   The knock on the door was small, but noticeable.  I opened it.   
      
     "Hello Mr. Pervert!" I could not help but cringe.   
      
     "Hello Kimberly, my you sure do look pretty!"   
      
     "Cut the crap, I'm watching you, now let me in!"   
      
   She brushed past me with a skeptical look and I could see that under   
   that   
   tiny denim dress her ass was bare.  Man I was feeling old, what it is   
   now,   
   girls don't wear panties anymore?  Hell when I was a kid that was what   
   we   
   wanted to see, the panties, we never dreamed what was underneath them,   
   you   
   just didn't think about that.  Sure was a pretty little ass though for a   
   kid.  I thought better about asking her about it, could only mean   
   trouble.   
      
     "Nice apartment you got here, you rich or something?" she taunted.   
      
     "Maybe!" I countered.  No kid was going to get the better of me.   
      
     "Don't try to get smart with me, Pervert; I see the way you're looking   
   at   
   me!  You got anything to drink?"   
      
   She plopped herself on my sofa while I went to get her a Coke.  I walked   
   back out of the kitchen area with the can and stopped dead in my tracks.   
   She was sitting there with her dress all pulled up and her legs spread.   
      
     "What's the matter, Pervert, see something you like?  Bet you do!  Bet   
   you   
   really want me now, don't you Mr. Pervert?"   
      
   And this was the time my brain got crazy because I told her to either   
   PUT   
   OUT or GET OUT!   
      
   This verbiage totally went past her and all she could understand was the   
   get   
   out part, but it got the reaction I was looking for.  She lost it, all   
   of   
   it.  Her demeanor crumbled and she looked to be on the verge of crying.   
      
     "You don't like me!" she wailed as the flood waters came.   
      
     "Nonsense honey, I like you.  But you could be a little sweeter and not   
   so   
   tough."   
      
   I will never understand what came over me next; I leaned forward and   
   kissed   
   her on the lips.  Like a Cobra strike her arms were around my neck and   
   she   
   was kissing back.  It was sloppy and crude for her first real kiss but I   
   gotta tell you, it was nice.  The tears stopped and she had a look on   
   her   
   face that should not have been there.  She placed her hand on my hand   
   and   
   moved it to between her legs.   
      
     "Rub my cunny, please?"   
      
   All this pervert talk, I began to wonder if it was all just some erotic   
   desire she had come up with.  At least that would explain her lack of   
   panties and now this!  I could not believe how utterly soft she was and   
   so   
   smooth as I began rubbing this 10 year old girl's sex.  Then it hit me!   
   It   
   was just her and her mother living in the apartment next door and I had   
   never seen any man around, Kimberly was missing a man in her life and   
   she   
   selected me to fill that void.  I began kissing her neck and with the   
   rubbing she was getting pretty excited and wet.  That surprised me, I   
   never   
   expected that a girl this young could produce lubricants, but she was   
   and   
   they were slippery and creamy.  With all of the trouble she went through   
   to   
   get into my apartment, she probably just wanted some male attention to   
   her   
   growing need that she didn't really understand.   
      
     "Kimberly, now watch what I'm going to do and don't close your eyes."   
      
   I got my face into her crotch and began licking her cunny and sucking on   
   the   
   folds of her hairless sex.   
      
     "Oh Daddy, that feels sssoooo good!"   
      
   I was a little more than surprised that she did not taste like a grown   
   woman, it was tangy and yet sweet in a way, and completely desirable.   
   The   
   daddy comment did not fall on deaf ears, and I felt kind of proud in   
   some   
   perverted way I'm sure.  She came awfully close to an orgasm and just   
   missed   
   it, but my mouth was sore and I just had to stop.  We cuddled and kissed   
   for   
   a little while after I cleaned her legs up and then she went home.  Her   
   manner changed and we spoke and teased each other for weeks until one   
   day.   
      
   .."Can I come over again when I'm a little older?"   
      
   I guess the smile on my face told her what she wanted to hear.   
      
      
      
   END   
      
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