The Playground Girls

Written by PantyMan

I'm sure that lots of you have spent many happy hours just sitting in a park, near the kid's playground, watching all the lovely young girls playing on the swings and the monkey bars. I must admit it is one of my favorite hobbies.

Today was no exception. It was late afternoon and the area was full of kids twisting and twirling on the bars, many wearing little short skirts, and I saw enough different colored panties to make a rainbow. Several girls caught my eye, one particular beauty being a girl of about 10, in a short blue denim skirt and a pretty pair of pink panties that were tight on her ass. I am sure that she was twirling just for me, as every time she was facing me, she seemed to hold her crotch open to my inspection for ages, although she was too far away to see anything except a lovely meaty bulge. A group of about five girls then arrived, who looked like they were on their way home from school as they appeared to be still wearing their school uniforms. They looked to be in their early teens, as some of them had very interesting little bumps on their chests. I recognized one of them as a girl who lived across the street from me, but I only knew her by sight. The older girls were quite athletic, and for a while I was entertained to the wonderful view of flashes of white panties and sexy looking thighs, as they performed their gymnastics. Once again I cursed myself for sitting so far away, but I dare not move closer in case it looked too obvious.

After a while, two boys came up to the monkey bars, and were obviously known to the older girls. The girls immediately stopped their cavorting, much to both mine and the two boys' dismay. They climbed down and went on their way, the boys following slowly after them. The younger girl, who had stopped her display when the older girls had arrived, now restarted her twirling again, and once more I wondered if she was doing it for my benefit. As the afternoon drew to a close, most people around the playground started to leave the area, leaving just the young girl and myself. There were still other people in the park, but the closest was over 100 yards away. Much to my dismay, the young girl lost interest in the monkey bars, picked up a ball from somewhere, and started throwing it up in the air and catching it. That was no fun for me to watch, and I started looking around to see if there were any other interesting sights elsewhere in the park. The next moment the ball bounced up and rolled next to my foot. I looked up to see the young girl about 10 feet away, grinning her head off.

"Sorry," she giggled, followed by "Thank you." as I gently tapped it back to her with my foot. Needless to say, she obviously thought this was a good new game, as the ball just happened to roll up to me several more times, and I tapped it back to her each time. I pretended to close my eyes briefly, and watched her through my half closed eyelids. It soon became very obvious that she was doing it deliberately. Not that I minded, but wished she was still up on the monkey bars flashing her lovely pink panties at me. Suddenly, the ball bounced over towards me once again, but this time instead of rolling up to my foot, it rolled under the seat, a couple of feet away from my foot. There was no way that I was going to scramble under the seat, so I just looked at her and shrugged. She immediately trotted over to where I sat then, placing her hand on my knee for support, squatted down against me. Keeping both her feet on the ground stretched out and leant under the seat to retrieve her ball. Much to my delight, as she reached out, her knees parted and, as they were pointing in my direction, allowed me an uninterrupted view of her pink panties from close up. As I had already been able to observe, she had a big bulging pussy mound, but now I was able to clearly see a gorgeous and very distinct camel toe in its center. It looked so fantastic that it took me all my restraint to keep from reaching out and stroking it, that's how close it was.

As she straightened up she caught me looking up her skirt, and her infectious grin spread over her face once more.

"Mine name is Patti," she said, then asked, "What's yours."

"Pete," I replied, without thinking to give her a false name.

She giggled, her head cocked on one side then, after a moments thought.

"You and me, our names both start with P's, and you like looking at my pan-tees.' she said in a sing-song voice, then giggled before adding, "Hey that rhymes - aren't I a good poet?" I just nodded my head wondering where, if anywhere, this was leading.

"Well, do you?" she asked.

"Do I What?" I replied.

"Like looking at my Panties?" she asked.

I was a bit taken aback, so just dumbly nodded.

"I bet you rather look at my peepee, wouldn't you?" she said, much to my amazement.

Again all I could do was nod. Here was a young, pretty, blonde girl who I had never even seen before today, telling me that I would prefer to look at her peepee rather than her panties. My cock, which up until now had only been semi stiff, suddenly became rock hard. ......(cont)

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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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