Story Thread: Times you took advantage of younger girls as a kid. I'll start.
>be me, 12
>neighbor is 13, his little sister is 8
>I go over his house one day because he is a rich kid and had a PS2
>his mom says he is not there, but i can play with his sister
>I don't care, he was better than me anyway
>go into the play room and see the sister, lets call her Sally
>Sally doesn't want to play a game with me she wants to play doctor
>my mind says i want to play video games, but my penis sees opportunity
>my penis wins
>i am patient first she looks at my tongue and tells me i am sick
>my turn as doctor
>I think you are pregnant
>she lays on her back and i feel her stomach and pull her shirt all the way up
>dem 8 year old titties
>my young dick didn't give a shit and was fully alert to what was happening
>feel around for what I think is not suspicious to an 8 year old
>at this point i am losing my shit as this is the first time i have touched a girl like that
>i want to conceal my boner so I suggest we play a game
>Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 4
>this game is my domain, I always beat her in co op
>little do I know she is going to play dirty
>right as we start the game, she jumps onto my lap
>let me rephrase that, she was not sitting on my lap, she was sitting on my dick
>i was losing my mind
>she acts as if nothing is wrong
>every jump she moves
>every turn she moves
>when she falls off she clenches
>she is grinding on my dick and thinks the reason I have missed every trick is because she is blocking my view
>halfway through the game i am close to cumming and I wrap my arms around her and thrust a bit
>buckets of cum in my pants
>she laughs as i cum myself because she just beat me and thinks i am mad
>wiggles in my lap as i try to get my shit together
>go home right after to clean up
>every day I go over his house for like a year and play Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 4 with her
today she looks kind of like pic related
>co op meant versus as well
>same time area
>about 3 months into my scheme
>she is sick with the flu, i go over to play with her but her parents tell me i can just play and wait for her to wake up
>play alone for a while but get bored
>go into her room to check
>she is out cold
>i think of wwe and lift her arm up and drop it a few times
>i am freaking out as I don't want to ruin everything
>it is now or never
>turn the tv on low and sit on the bed next to her
>start off slow and do whatever i can think of
>touch her butt
>rub her chest
>i slowly take her clothes off and i stop caring about getting caught
>dick is in full control
>get very bold and put my dick in her mouth
>upon reflection it wasn't pleasurable, but for me at the time, it was the best thing ever
>pull out and cum on her face and bed
>hurriedly put her cloths on and clean her face and bed with my shirt
>almost run out of the house
>i must have been visibly shaking as i said goodbye to her mom
and to whoever asked how old she is now, she is 20
>back when co op meant versus as well
hey, did anyone have story of Ben's daughter? i need to read it again my feels crushed into million pieces
>age 7, sister 3
>get her to suck my dick
>do this a few times
>go away to winter camp
>come back, mom sits me down
>"your sister said "I licked anons peepee""
>grounded for months, no more baths together
>started touching her vag 7 years later, she wouldn't do anything with my dick. Mom had convinced her it was really gross.
>actually thinks a little girl he molested on a daily basis was his friend
Dumb faggot detected. 2003 she was 8. If she was born after february then she turned 9 that year. Add 11 years forward to 2014, the year she would turn 19. She's probably 19 now and turning 20 this year.
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Ok, I guess there is more, was kind of hoping I wasn't the only one who did this kind of shit as a young teen.
>before the time she was sick
>i had deduced that she had a crush on me
>always getting me to play house
>trying to rig her elementary school fortune tellers to say we would get married
>anyway, as i have just said, she liked to play house with me
>usually it was boring as fuck and I was just waiting to play video games
>except for this day
>she tells me since her parents sleep together, we should too
>she was at the age where she had not learned to care about nudity
>she takes everything off except for her underpants
>dick is crazy
>I say i should do the same, and do
>we spoon in the bed and i try to keep my dick from pressing against her
>i have a trick up my sleeve
>pop dick through the front hole in my boxers
>start tickling her
>she freaks out and climbs on top of me
>dick is pressed against her crotch
>she vibrates everywhere
>i feel a sensation in my pants
>i know she will feel it if i cum
>push her off playfully and finish into my hand
>wipe it on my sock
>say ii need to go to the bathroom and hide sock behind toilet
>when it is time to leave i retrieve my sock and go home
Found it anyone remember this? Greentext cont. from image...
>Home after dinner
>"Thanks for dinner dad!"
>Thought you were calling me Ben now?
>"It felt too weird, I just like calling you dad"
>Okay with me
>kick back a bit, get some bills and things done, Haley's in her room doing whatever
>Finished up, ready for bed
>Knock on her door to say goodnight
>"Um hold on a second!"
>Open the door
>she's in bed with the covers on
>"Come over here a sec?"
>walk over to side of bed
>she scoots up a little so just her waist and below are still under the covers
>still wearing her dress
>she hugs me
>"Thanks again for dinner"
>No problem, thanks for hanging out with me
>Love you too
>hug her back
>she kisses me on the cheek
>she never does that
>her lips stay there for a few seconds
>go to bed
>things are more or less normal for a bit
>I work, she goes to school and rehearsals, we hang out at home but nothing unusual
>she hasn't worn the dress since that night, back to her tomboy style
>one day before school
>she asks if we can stop at CVS before I drop her off
>out of tampons
>well, your period is going to have to wait
>no, joking, we can stop
>"I'm not even on my period"
>oh, can we get them later then?
>she asks if we can go right after school
>are you feeling like you'll be starting soon?
>"what? No, I always get it around the first week of the month"
>it's the 20th
>so what's the urgency?
>"dad I need them"
>but you're not...
>"um, it's not for that"
>she gets flustered
>what is happening, I don't even
>"like, for absorbing things"
>"it's a girl thing, like it just happens sometimes"
>it is dawning on me
>are you using tampons when you're thinking about a guy or a girl you like?
>"do we have to talk about it?"
>that's just not really what they're for
>she says it gets all over her bed and down her legs if she doesn't
>sorry, her chair
>this is my daughter
>whom I love as a daughter
>whom I have raised by myself and known from an infant
>she is in animal fucking heat
>I make a quick promise about figuring something out and take her to school
>a slow day at work
>reconsidering everything that's happened since that first traffic stop when I realized she'd started growing up
>thinking over every conversation between then and now
>were we on a date?
>her tampon "problem"
>I haven't been laid in 2 years
>suddenly I find myself combing through her social media
>no bikini shots or anything but her tight jeans and punk T-shirts and theatre costumes show she's really becoming a young woman
>I need to stop this now
>but I don't
>I calmly walk to the bathroom and jerk myself into the most raging hard-on I've had since college
>I can't fucking stop, my head is full of her lips and her neck and her growing tits and I'm wondering if she has a full bush yet or if she has even started shaving or trimming
>oh my god this is too far
>I explode all over the bathroom mirror
>clean up and calmly resume work
>but my eyes are open
>things have changed
>pick Haley up after school
>So now it's back to Ben?
>"I just feel like it right now"
>she climbs into the car
>"Um, can we stop at CVS?"
>I don't know if it's healthy for you to be using tampons for that, kid
>after my session earlier I'm hyper aware of her body and movements
>she shifts in her seat a little
>eyes ahead need to drive
>she doesn't say anything
>we arrive at home
>Hey, you feel like going out for dinner tonight?
>Get your homework done first yeah?
>she asks if she can just relax in her room for a little bit first
>she looks genuinely worried
>I feel sick about myself
>and secretly a little thrilled
>she sits at the table and pulls out her books and paper, crosses her legs tightly together, and starts working
>now home and relaxed a bit
>more removed from my earlier lapse
>have calmed down quite a bit and returned to mostly rational thinking
>turning to the dark side, the shame and guilt is rearing its head
>I'm not going to sexually manipulate my daughter
>I am not that kind of man
>not after everything
>she's going through some difficult and strange shit
>I need to help her, not fuck her
>it is time once again to Man the fuck Up
>check up on Haley, she's making progress
>You know what, finish all this up later. Go relax a bit and we'll head out to dinner in a couple hours.
>she thanks me, packs up a couple things, grabs a glass of juice, heads into her room
>I take a breath, ease into the couch and do some internet
>"is it cool if I just hang out with you and listen to my iPod?"
>well yeah of course
>I move to the end of the couch, she lies across the rest of it with her head on my lap
>she looks up at me, grins and puts her headphones in
>I ruffle and then stroke her hair
>she closes her eyes
>I watch her for a moment to be sure she's still sleeping
>quietly return to my dumb activity
>"ummm... That feels good"
>still running my hand through her hair
>she may be too close to awake to risk /b/
>close windows and laptop
>just relax on the couch in the quiet of the evening with my hand idly running through my beautiful daughter's hair
>her thighs tense against each other again
>her hips press against the air slightly
>this is getting interesting
>wait, no, this is bad
>gently remove my hand from her head and put it on her shoulder to nudge her awake
>her breath catches a moment
>she brushes my hand away, grumbling something
>her thighs squeeze together again
>my eye is drawn to the movement
>her hand catches my wrist in a sleeping half grip
>she makes a soft gasp
her dad was a very devout catholic so maybe
>Haley smiles the sweetest smile I've ever seen
>her eyes narrow a bit, then shut tight
>her face screws up some
>the tears begin
>my hand that was just resting over her budding teenage breast wraps around her waist and pulls her up to me
>I turn toward her and hold her in both arms, as strong as I can without hurting her
>"I'm sorry dad"
>"I'm sorry dad"
>she buries her face into my shoulder and grabs on to me tighter than I ever thought she could
>"I love you"
>I love you too Haley
>I pull her onto my lap
>in all my crazy lust I forgot how tiny she still is
>growing up but not grown yet
>I can still hold her like a little girl
>oh my god what did we almost do?
>her tears are hot against my neck and shoulder
>I've got you kid, it's okay
>"Don't call me that"
>Haha, you're right, okay
>I feel her hot breath as she pulls her face away from my shoulder
>suddenly her lips are brushing against my ear
>"call me baby"
Probably put a troll somewhere don't worry
>I say it out of surprise and confusion, not lust
>she shudders from the crying or something else
>her arms are wrapped around my neck
>"I don't know how to do it"
>how to do what?
>what do you want?
>one of her arms unwraps from me
>she leans back just enough to look into my eyes
>"i can't make it stop"
>Baby what is it you need?
>she pulls my arm away from her back and presses my hand against her crotch
>even through her tight jeans it's hot
>as my hand presses into the fabric I can feel her wetness against my fingers
>I take Haley by the waist and stand
>she drops her legs from around me and stands too
>she's still watching my eyes
>her look is all questions
>I turn her around and sit her back on the couch
>I understand now
>it's what she calls me when she wants me as a man
>she doesn't need her dad right now
>she needs help
>I kneel on the floor before her
>her thighs are squeezing together like a steel trap, rubbing against one another as her pelvis squirms toward the air
>her hands are looking for something to hold
>I take them in mine
>do you want me to help you now?
>"I'm so hot Ben..."
>I move her hands to the button of her jeans
>I need you to take these off for me, baby
>her hands are shaking so badly, she can't unfasten the button
>she groans in frustration
>her breath is coming in quick pants
>"oh god help me please ben"
>my own hands are unsteady at this point
>but I have experience on my side
>one by one the buttons on her jeans pop open all the way down to her crotch
>my fingers are getting moist just from her jeans
>I spread the V of her jeans open to reveal the top of her baby blue boyshorts
>I need you to take these off now baby
>her thighs are still locked together tight
>I look up to her eyes
>she really doesn't know what to do
>I put a hand on either one of her thighs to press them apart
>that was all the coaxing she needed
>her knees spring open and her pelvis bucks toward me, raising her ass off the couch
>I peel the jeans away from her blossoming girlish hips and down away from her skinny, pale legs
>Haley kicks off the jeans from her ankles
>gripping her by the hips, I push her forcefully back down onto the couch
>all that remains between myself and this incredible and questionable thing i'm about to do is a thin pair of cotton boy shorts
>they are fucking soaked from the crotch to the thighs
>glistening wetness is trickling slowly from beneath the hem and down her leg
>I see now why she had a problem
>I have never seen a grown woman this wet
>when she said it won't stop, I think she was being honest
>sticky whitish discharge is oozing through the fabric of her underwear where it's too soaked to contain any more
>this might actually be a problem
>But it's not right now
>the air is full of a smell like sweet perspiration with drops of sticky honey
>I touch my hand to her crotch and press lightly
>my hand becomes slick with her wetness
>she audibly whimpers
>Home alone watching TV
>Boy who lives next door comes over
>We'll call him "Billy"
>He's 9 years old and blonde
>Asks to swim in our pool
>I say sure and change into my swimsuit
>End up playing in pool
>Playing "keep away" with his goggles
>This turns into some grinding
>Before you know it we're kissing
>Then we're sucking each others dicks
>I'm underwater sucking his dick
>He cums and I stay down and swallow all
>Suddenly he's furiously tapping my head
>Then I hear distorted voices screaming above
>Oh shit! My family is home!
>I come up from underwater
>My family is watching in horror
>Billy climbs out of water and runs home
>Nothing I can say... I'm caught
>Billy doesn't tell anyone
>But my wife wants a divorce
>And my daughter still won't speak to me