| The Girl in the Window This is a rewrite of my story published in nifty.org, first written for gay males, but now it's re-oriented for all you horny lesbian lolita lovers. Enjoy. I'm standing in the lane at the back of the house, peeping over the tall wooden fence. In the garden, beside the pool, a young girl is lying on a chaise lounge, reading a book. She doesn't know I'm there. She's wearing a bright yellow sun dress and the book is propped on her raised knees, and I have a perfect view of the crotch of her white panties. The sun has set, the light is failing and I stand there for long minutes, drinking in the sight of this gorgeous preteen girl accidentally displaying her underwear. She has the face of an angel. She closes the book, stands and goes into the house. I glance around and see that no one's around to witness what I'm about to do. I scramble over the fence and land heavily, but I'm unhurt. I wipe my hands on the seat of my denim cut-offs and step over to the side of the garden where the tree overhang and provide pools of darkness to hide me. As quietly as I can I tiptoe along the side fence to the back of the house, and peer in the window. The living room is dark so I know there's no one in there. I move along, past the back door and the kitchen window, which is also dark. I arrive at the next window and look in. It's a bedroom. The curtains are closed, but there's a gap of a few inches between them. The sash window is raised a few inches to provide some cool air on this sweltering hot night. With the darkness deepening and the light on inside, I won't be visible to anyone in the room. She comes into the room and throws her book on to the bed. Then she stands with the back of calves against the foot of the bed and looks at herself in the mirrored doors of the closet. She smiles. "Thank you," she says to an imaginary audience, "for choosing me as your beauty queen. It's nice to know that you all think I'm beautiful. I'm sexy, too, so my friends tell me." She shades her eyes. "There's so many camera flashes out there, I can hardly see. And camcorders, too. Are you making videos? Cool!" She sits on the end of the bed and takes her sneakers off, then her white ankle socks, then stands. She cups a hand round her ear. "What's that? You want to see my panties? Didn't you get a nice look up my dress just now? Oh, you want a proper look. Okay, why not?" She lifts her dress up right under her chin and looks at herself. Her panties are translucent nylon with a trim of lace round the legs. I thrill at the way it curves up over her hip and disappears under the crease of her buttock. "Do you like them? I think they're sexy. You can look as long as you like, in fact, I love it when people look at my panties. I like to see other girl's panties too, so I'm happy to show off my own. Shall I take my dress off? You'd like that, I bet. You wanna see me in my undies, don't you? Alright, you win." She drops the hem of her dress and starts to undo the buttons on the front, from the bottom up, then spreads it wide, pauses then lets it slide off her shoulders. "How do I look? I know you all like seeing little girls like me in their underwear." Then she pulls the waist up as tight as she can and glances down at herself. "Look at that. It's a camel toe. You can see the exact shape of my cunt." I'm shocked at the use of that word by a girl so young. She puts her hands on her hips and turns from side to side, admiring herself. She's right, it's a perfect camel toe. Am I wrong or are her panties wet at the front? I can feel my pussy tingling, so I unzip my cut-offs and put my hand down between my legs. My panties are soaking wet. I rub my middle finger up and down on the thin cotton material. "I suppose you want me to take my panties off. I'm not sure if I should. You'd be able to see my cunt and that's naughty. Oh, alright, if you insist." She starts to slide them down, then abruptly pulls them up again. "No, first I wanna show you my tits." She lifts up her white cotton cami under her chin. Her chest is perfectly flat. "They're not very big, but my nipples are growing." She lifts the cami over her head and tosses it aside. With her forefingers and thumbs, she pinches her nipples. "Look, they're getting bigger every day. When I have nice big tits, will you want to touch them? I thought so. I think I'll let you, if you're nice to me." I put my hand down the front of my panties and my cut-offs fall to my ankles. I'm soaking wet. "I know what you all want. You want me to drop my panties. I know I'm not supposed to show my cunt to anyone, but I don't really mind. In fact, I'm getting quite excited thinking about it. Okay, here we go." She slides them slowly down until they reach her knees, then they fall to her ankles. She steps out of them. "Dah, dah!" she sings, lacing her fingers behind her neck and swaying her hips from side to side, her feet spread wide apart. I imagine that in her head she can hear thunderous applause. "I'm naked. I love being naked, especially with so many of you watching. You wanna come closer to get some nice close-up shots of me. Okay. Are you going to put those pix and videos on the internet? Yes, please do. I want the whole world to see me." She reaches down and with her fingers, parts her pussy lips, gazing at herself in the mirror. Then she puts a finger in her mouth to wet it and slides it into her pussy. "Oooh, that feels nice. I love having a finger in my cunt. I do it every night in bed. It's even nicer when my friend Angela does it. I do it to her as well, when she sleeps over." With two of my own fingers inside me, I tug at my panties with my other hand so that they fall, joining my cut-offs on the ground. My heart is racing. She takes her finger out and puts it in her mouth. "Mmmm, that tastes so good. I love the taste of my cunt. Angela likes it too. I like the taste of hers when I lick her. Licking her is even nicer that being licked. I can get her so excited. I can make her cum." I feel like I'm going to faint. "Will you let me masturbate for you?" she asks the mirror. "I wanna let you see me make myself cum. Alright, here we go." She sits on the end of the bed, reaches behind for a pillow, then lies back, legs spread wide, her hand between her legs, fingers working furiously. My own fingers are just as busy and I can feel my climax building. Her head is propped up on the pillow and she's watching herself masturbate. Even though she hasn't yet reached puberty, she appears to be skilled at arousing and satifying herself. "Look, look, I'm almost cumming! Don't you wish these were your fingers? Wouldn't you like to lick me down there, push your tongue in me like Angela does? She even puts her finger in my butt hole. Oh, this feels so good, especially because you're all watching. Oh! Oh, my God! I'm gonna cum. Aaah. Yes, yes!" She lets out a hugh sigh and let's her head fall back on the pillow. "I came. I came for you." I'm right on the edge of cumming myself. The sight of an innocent little girl acting in such a depraved way is making my head spin. The sound of her childish voice uttering all those lewd invitations has driven me to the absolute heights of sexual arousal and I cum like a nuclear explosion. I reach out with one hand, leaning against the window frame, and drop my sweat soaked face on to my forearm, my trembling knees hardly able to support me. I hear the sash window slide up and I look up to see her head poking out between the curtains. She looks at me, then she glances down to where my shorts and panties lie round my ankles. She sees my dripping wet hand with four fingers thrust as far up my pussy as they will go. She looks up again, right into my eyes, and smiles. "Goodnight, Mom." The end. |