Twas the night before Halloween and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
Hi folks, I want to tell you about one night not long ago when my fantasies got the better of me and I acted out on them to my surprise.
My name is Jack and I'm an average Joe, I'm happily married but my wife and I never had any children. I'm 45 years old now and this incident happened a few years ago around Halloween. My wife works a lot, so much so that I'm left alone at home most of the time. I cruise the internet talking in chat rooms and reading the news etc..., one day I happened across a site that featured Lolita's from around the world which were between the ages of 8 and 12 years old and I sort of became hooked on those types of site ever since. I have plenty of spare time on my hands and since my wife is usually too tired for sex most nights I have taken to jacking off while viewing porn on the internet. I found that I especially like looking at the very young little girls between 8 & 12 years old, I love their bare, baby soft folds of puffy pink skin that surround their vagina's and their perky, bumps of flesh where someday breasts will appear.
A week or so before Halloween, my wife notified me that she was going to have to work Halloween eve and that I would need to stay home to pass out the candy by myself.
I didn't mind since I love watching the kids dressed up in their costumes running from house to house getting as much candy & treats as they can carry. Normally in the past when I have stayed home and passed out the candy, I would set a table up near the door and have the bowls filled with candy sitting on it, ready for my next visitor to shout out "Trick or Treat!". I would settle in and watch some horror flick and pause it whenever a kid or group of kids would come calling.
The night before Halloween I was laying in bed alone (again!) and thinking about the events of tomorrow night, when I started fantasizing about the pretty little girls that would be visiting my house and wondering what they might be wearing.
Naturally there would be the Princesses and Witches but then I started to day-dream about those who might dress up as the newest sensation, Brittany Speers. I envisioned some 8,9,10,11 or 12 year old little girls walking up to my door dressed in skin tight leotards with the waist tucked or rolled down to her girlish hips, revealing their tender belly and belly-button while sporting a tight tube top that only covered their budding breasts from under their arm pit to just below the breast. They all seemed to have their hair in a pony tail or pig-tails and much too much make-up on their faces for a small child ordinarily.
I started getting hot just thinking about these little girls and wondered how I might attract one to come inside and play "trick or treat" with me. I began fondling my cock and pulling on it to an erection, I started stroking it while imagining some of the neighborhood children that I've seen around, wondering if any of them might show up tomorrow night dressed as I was thinking of them tonight. I focused on one particular little 12 year old I've seen recently walking back and forth to school each day past my house and began to fantasize about luring her inside my home when she arrived for a treat. "Yeah, I'll give her a treat" I thought to myself, smiling while stroking my cock faster and harder. She approaches my door and before yelling "Trick or Treat" she politely asked if she could use my bathroom since she's been walking for hours and needs to relieve herself. I say, sure come on in and close the door behind her, showing her to the bathroom down the hallway. I instructed her that the door to the bathroom was broken and it needs to remain open otherwise she would get locked inside and I wouldn't be able to open it up unless I called a locksmith.
Being such a naive little girl, she bought that excuse and proceeded to pull down her leotards so she could pee.
I backed away from the doorway to give her the illusion of having some privacy but, unknown to her I could see her quite clearly in the reflection of two different mirrors that hung on opposite walls. I watched her as she relieved herself, I think she even took a dump because I saw her grunt a few times, not loudly but I could see her expression none the less. She appeared finished and reached for the toilet paper but, fortunately for me there was an empty roll and then I heard her call out "Mr., Mr.. there's no toilet paper in here, can you bring me some please?" I shuddered when I heard her voice asking me to enter the bathroom, even if it was just to bring her some more paper. I answered back "Sure honey, just wait a minute and I'll get you some." I went to the hall closet and took out a roll of paper and proceeded through the doorway, fixing my gaze on her cute bottom sitting on my toilet seat, leotards down around her ankles with her tiny hand reaching out for the roll in my hand.
Rather than handing her the roll, I stripped off a length of paper and folded it together then asked "May I help you in any other way, young lady?" She smiled up at me and I believe she instantly knew what was on my mind as she said "Yeah, I could use a big strong hand to finish this job" as she winked at me. She leaned back against the tank and spread her legs wide, allowing me to bring my hand with the wad of paper down between her legs and wipe off the remaining pee that was dribbling from her almost bare pussy. I rubbed her tiny pussy until there wasn't a drop of pee left but the paper was still absorbing wetness.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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