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Yes, I am a pedophile. But I wanted to change my life, so I took this job, far off every little girl. I felt my special attraction for the first time, when I was in puberty. All my friends lusted after big tits and hairy beavers. They masturbated to Playgirls and Pin-Ups.
I had my erections, when I rummaged through the catalogue of a department store and found the pages with girl's swim- and underwear.
I masturbated, fantasizing about our neighbour's little girl.
Eleven years old Sara liked me and was proud, that I played with her. At that time I was a rather handsome boy of 16 years.
I was her friend and so it was okay, that we kissed each other.
It was her idea "to make a baby": She laid down on her bed -fully clothed- and spread her legs. I had to mount her and to move my groin against hers.
She liked the game and I liked it too. More than once I came and wetted my jeans.
It was my idea to play the game only in underwear.

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I went back to work when suddenly Nicole came in. She stood in front of our coffee-machine, obviously trying to understand it.
"You need a drink?" I asked the girl. She nodded yes.
"Just ask me!" I said
"But, I didn't want to disturb you, Mr..."
"Tom"
"Sorry, Tom"
"It's okay, my love. A cutie like you never disturbs me."
"I don't want to be a cutie!" She yelled.
"Sorry, ugly, I didn't know!" I said with a comic voice. She giggled.
"Promise you'll never call me cutie again?"
"Big vow!"
"Thanks, well, can you give me a coke and a coffee for mom?"
"Sure my dear -is that okay?"
"Dear?...well...yes..I think so" she blushed.
I showed her how to manage with the drinks. She was very bright and learned it quickly.
Then she gave me a wonderful smile: "Thank you Tom, you are very kind...and.."
"And?"
She whispered: "And you respect me." Her eyes were wetting, she trembled.
"Hey, Nicole, what's on?" I asked.
"Nothing, thanks!" She sniffed and ran away.
For a moment I had been near her. I have sensed her heat and her smell.

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Sara!
When I mounted the little innocent schoolgirl in underwear only, I could feel her body near mine, her flat chest with the nice little nipples, clearly visible through her shirt, her cute round ass, her prominent mons...
We kissed....
My mouth pressed against her rosy lips, my tongue explored her oral cavity, tasting her smell of chewing gum.
My cock, hardly held back by my underpants, pressed against her soft, fleshy slit, rubbed her panties into the moist crevice. I pressed harder and her legs went around me, her arms too. I was sweating on top of the eleven years old girl, I felt her heat, I smelled her....

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I was standing in front of the coffee-machine with a terrible hardon. Nicole had this arousing smell that only very young girls had, between their toddler-age and the maturing to a fertile adolescent. It was this agegroup I adored and it was Nicole I lusted for......(cont)