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By ILoveLittleGirls
An impossibly fictional story about dragging my balls on a little girl’s face and her reaction. How you enjoy!
I saw them walk in, a short chubby lady that looked like she was in her mid-fifties with long frizzy hair and a dirty grey sleeveless shirt. She was accompanied by the cutest little girl wearing a short jean skirt, blue shirt, a black and white sneakers and a pink backpack. Her hair was done up in the cutest curly bun with cute little ringlet curls dangling enticinging on either side of her face.
The girl’s grandmotherโat least I think she was her grandmotherโwas yelling sternly, scolding the child for no reason I could see. The little girl had grabbed a slurpee from the machine and was walking it back to the counter. It was overflowing slightly and start dripping onto the floor. When the old lady saw it, she scolded the child harshly.
“You made a mess! I told you not to fill it so high!” she said.
The little girl stuck her tongue out to lick the sticky drink off the sides of the cup, but the woman grabbed it and set it down on the counter.
“Don’t do that! How many times do I have to tell you not to do that? It’s disgusting.” The woman got some on her hands and proceeded to shake it off.
The little girl frowned and looked down at the floor. I couldn’t help but feel pity and anger at the situation. I mean, what did this little girl do that was so wrong that her grandmother felt the need to scold her? She was only being a child.
“Do you guys have a bathroom?” The old lady asked as she set her uet to be purchased items on the counter. “I need to wash my hands.”
The Indian guy behind the counter handed her the keys, chained to a long metal rod, which she took. She walked over to the bathroom and let herself in. The little girl walked over and waited by the door. She looked down at the ground, tears streaming down her little cheeks. Poor baby. I took the opportunity to walk over to her.
“Are you ok, little one?” she looked up at me and sniffled. She nodded as she wiped a tear from her face.
“Grandma being mean?” I asked.
She turned her head to the side and nodded again, not saying anything.
“Don’t cry little one,” I said wiping away a tear that descended down her cheek. “I know what might cheer you up. Want me to rub my sack across your face?”
She looked at me confused, yet slightly curious.
“Want me to show you what I mean?”
She nodded with a little sniffle.
I took her by the hand and asked the guy behind the counter for the key to the other restroom. He handed it to me before turning his attention to the line of customers that suddenly formed. Ignoring us, we slipped away and I led her inside. I closed the door and locked it.
“Sit here, sweetie,” I said as closed the lid on the toilet and offered it to her for a seat.
Once she did, I stood in front of her and took a step forward, towering over her tiny frame like a hungry bear. I unzipped my pants and gently pulled my balls out. Just the sack. The little girl wiped the tears from her eyes as she gazed at my testicles for a few seconds. She didn’t say a word, she just looked at them for a few moments, her eyes darting up to look up at me, then back at my scrotum. She seemed mesmerized, or confused. Perhaps both. She was definitely curious.
“You like looking at my balls, little one?” she nodded as she sniffled again.
I jerked my hips forward a little causing my testicles to bounce. She smiled when I did that.
“You like when I do that?”
She nodded shyly. Her curly hair bounced enticingly. It was the little things that turned you on.
“Do you want to touch them?”
She nodded. She tentatively reached her small hand and ran her fingers over the soft skin of my balls.
She giggled, “They’re really soft.”
“I like that,” I moaned.
She looked up at me as her fingers lightly rubbed the skin of my sack.
“They’re really hairy too,” she said innocently with a little giggle.
“Is that bad?” I asked, hoping I hadn’t turned her off.
She shook her head.
I smiled, relieved.
“Do you want me to rub them against your face?” My heart starting pounding even harder. I could feel it in my ears.
“Yeah,” she said quietly.
Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward, towering over this little angel. She looked so tiny compared to my large overbearing stature. Once I was close enough, I squatted down just a little, until my sack rested against her forehead. She giggled when she felt my soft flesh. Being bolder I ran my balls along her forehead and hairline.
“Mmph” she hummed with a slight giggle.
I was more then turned on as I dragged my balls along this ten-year-old girl’s face. Placing my hand on the back of her head, I gently pulled her head back. She obeyed, allowing me to rub my balls against her nose and cheeks.
“You’re so cute little one,” I whispered as my balls touched her lips. She smiled, her lips curling upwards in an innocent smile. “Feeling better princess?”
“Yeah,” she said, smiling. Her voice slightly muffled by my sack.
“Good, baby,” I said, “don’t worry about grandma, ok? Don’t worry about anything. Just focus on me, okay? Just let me love you, sweetheart.”
She nodded as best she could as I rubbed my balls back up her little face, on her forehead. “They’re really warm.” She smiled. Then she started moving her head from side to side in an almost circular motion. My cock was throbbing in my pants. My breath quickened at both the sight and feel of a this preteen letting me rub my scrotum on her delicate little face. I wanted nothing more then to eat her little pussy right there, but I didn’t want to push too far. I already crossed several lines of inappropriate behavior with this child. I let go of her head, letting her move one her own, rubbing my balls on the tip of her nose and lips again, enjoying the feel of me. I moved with her, making sure every inch of her face was grazed by my nuts.
“Kiss them sweetie,” I said, “give em a little kiss for me.”
She looked up at me briefly before puckering her little lips and planting a soft kiss on my balls.
“That felt really good, sweetie,” I said running my finger along her soft cheek. “May I have another?”
Without a word, she leaned forward and kissed my balls again. She pulled back and licked her lips, smiling.
“One more?” I asked with a smile.
She nodded before leaning back in and gently kissing my balls one final time.
“I love when you do that, sweetie.”
She smiled again before leaning in a planting another soft kiss on my testicles, then another on the other.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to cum badly.
“Little one,” I said “I need to cum. I’m going to squirt something out of my cock, but don’t be scared ok? I’m going to shoot it on your face angel.”
“What is it?” she asked with a cute confused look on her face.
“It’s just cum sweetie. I promise it won’t hurt, ok?”
“Ok,” she nodded with uncertainty.
I quickly pulled out my cock as this little sweetheart stared at it with a mix of fascination and confusion. All I could do was stroke myself until I felt the familiar feeling working it’s way up my shaft. Looking down at this beautiful and curious little girl pushed me over the edge. With a low grunt, I came, shooting a long, thick rope of cum that landed directly into her hair, leaving a distinguishing white streak in her beautiful brown locks. Before she had time to react, a second more powerful rope fired from my cock and streaked across her forehead, arching up and landing on her pink backpack.
She giggled as she tried to pull back out of the line of fire, but I lightly grabbed the back of her head to keep her from escaping as a third wad fired from my cock and landed across the length of her face and dripped down off her chin and onto her blue shirt.
“I-it’s ok, little one,” I grunted, “d-don’t move. Awwwww, fuck. Ooooh shit, don’t move, baby. It’s ok.” She squealed happily, then giggled as a fourth shot arched at an angled curve, landing above her right eye. She flinched but remained still, her eyes shut as she stood there, letting me frost her little face. She giggled as I fired a fifth rope on the bridge of her nose, covering her left eye, almost sealing it shut as my sperm clung to her tiny lashes. I almost blacked out at the sensations ravaging my body as a sixth, seventh eighthโGod, a record NINTHโrope shot out of me and coated this little girl’s face. I was breathing hard, struggling to catch my breath as the last bead of cum oozed out of the tip of my cock and landed in her chin. I fell back, thankfully there was a wall to catch me, otherwise, I would have collapsed onto the floor. This little angel was covered, ABSOLUTELY covered in sperm. I’d never seen a ten-year-old girl look as sexy as this one right now. It was a masterpiece. A true work of art. I had truly painted her face. I watched it slowly drip down her face, her lips, and dangled from her chin like icicles before breaking off and landing on her blue tank top. Even I wasn’t expecting the volume that I had produced.
“Oh god,” I said with a sigh. “You look absolutely beautiful, sweetheart.”
She smiled through the mask of cum and I couldn’t help but pull out my phone and snapped several pictures. It’s not everyday a man gets the blessing to cum on a child’s face. God, what a sight.
“Sorry about that, angel,” I said. “I didn’t expect there would be so much. You just looked so pretty, I couldn’t help it. Oh my god.”
She smiled broadly, my cum sticking to her to her teeth. A drop fell into her mouth and onto her tongue and to my pleasant surprise, she closed her mouth and swallowed it.
If left up to me, I would have let her wear my cum the rest of the day, but unfortunately, I was pressed for time as it is.
I stuffed myself back in my pants and zipped up.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, baby.” She nodded.
I opened the bathroom door, just to make sure no one was there before turning the faucet on and running since warm water. I grabbed some paper towels from the dispenser and wet them. I turned to her and slowly began wiping my cum from this little angel’s face, her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, locks of hair as she smiled at me. Not be able to resist her cuteness, I kissed her cheek and she giggled.
“Feel better?” I asked running my fingers through her hair.
“Uh-huh,” she nodded with a smile.
“I’m glad princess. No more tears ok?” She nodded. “Now let’s get you back to grandma ok?” I kissed her forehead lovingly.
She nodded hesitantly, not wanting to go back. I opened the door, peeking out, making sure the coast was clear before escorting the little beauty out. I stayed behind making sure no one suspected anything until the little girl was finally found by her grandmother.
“Where were you?! I was looking everywhere for you.” I heard her grandmother say.
“I was in the bathroom,” she said.
“Well, let’s go.” I heard her say. “Look at this, you got a stain on your shirt!” My heart skipped a beat but the little girl just smiled.
The girl’s grandmother took her by the hand with more force then needed. I slowly exited the bathroom and returned the key to the Indian man behind the counter. The little girl walked past me and waved, smiling as she and her grandmother walked out of the store. I never saw her again, but the pictures I had on my phone would be a silent reminder of that wonderful day. I just wish I remembered to ask her her name.
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By ILoveLittleGirls
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