Everything began two years ago in the laundry down the street. I had to wait for a free tumbler. Finally a middle aged woman came in a hurry, took her stuff and disappeared. Well, I did my drying, went home and only then I found out, that there was something, that did not belong to me: A little girls slip! It was a white cotton panty with a Minnie-Mouse in front. I was electrified and my cock grew hard. I adored little girls since I was a boy -but I not only adored them. Every sexual fantasy was about prepubescent girls, kissing and fondling them, being touched by sweaty, childish hands and shooting gallons of sperm over innocent bodies and faces, into tight assholes, hairless pussies and sucking mouths.

I never really had a relationship and now at 55 I had lost every hope to practise my wet dreams... Well, I took the panty into my trembling hands and suddenly there was like a distant picture of a girl. No, not a picture, a movie, but it was faint like a very old video. I closed my eyes, the picture became brighter. The girl was about eight years old with short brown hair, a round face and a childish body, a bit on the fat side. She wore a tight fitting Tshirt that outlined the little nipples of her flat chest and in the middle of her round belly the navel. She wore a pair of shorts but to loose fitting to see anything.

I had to free my aching cock. In this moment the vision of the girl disappeared and left me alone with my hardon. No way to evoke her.

Sadly I picked the panty up that had dropped to the floor and suddenly she was there again. I closed my eyes. The girl was running home, it seemed to be in the evening, she sat down at a table with a family but I couldn't see them very well. The girl also was fairly faint. In the corner of my eye I saw the woman I met at the laundry. My heart stood still. Could this be possible? I put the panty away and the picture disappeared. I took it in my hands and the movie continued. I played with the panty-crotch and suddenly my perspective was under the table. I looked directly between the girls legs. She nervously spread and compressed her thighs all the time. With one hand I began stroking my cock while the other one played with the knickers. She wiggled her ass, her hand came down and rubbed between her legs. She rubbed and pressed her legs around her hand when suddenly I heard a distant, but sharp and deep voice exclaiming: "Marcie!" and then I heard a smacking sound.

The girl jumped up and ran out of the room, tears running down her face and the red marks of her fathers hand burnt on the cheek. Oh, how I wanted to help her! Calm her down, cuddle her in my arms! What do those people know about the urges of a young body?

I heard the deep voice again: "In five minutes you are in bed, understand?" The sobbing child was in her room and began undressing. Her shorts fell to the floor and I saw directly before me the white knickers with Minnie Mouse, the ones I held in my hands! The knickers were tight, much to tight, the elastic cut a red line in her belly and when she turned around, I saw her round asscheeks almost uncovered and the panty in the crack. She turned to face me and I saw the exact outline of her plump pussylips and the line of her slit also marked with a little yellow on the white cotton. In between the Tshirt was removed and I saw the childish chest with the rosy nipples. A second later everything was covered by a loose fitting nightshirt. Then she turned out the light, jumped into the bed, rolled on one side and seemed immediately asleep. When her father came in everything was calm and he left.

As soon as he had disappeared and shut the door, she turned around. Lying on her back she spread her legs and pulled the covers in between. Then she closed arms and legs around the covers and pulled them against her little body.

Automatically I wrapped her panty around my cock and stroked harder, but what was that? Her movements seemed to correspond to my masturbation! I suddenly felt myself lying on this eight year old girl, her arms and legs wrapped around me and my cock pushing against her panty and the soft slit behind. I saw her still tear streaked face, the closed eyes and a little smile on her lips. But at the same time I knew, I was at home stroking my cock. What was that? It was so weird. I questioned myself and stopped rubbing. It seemed as if her arms and legs pulled me closer. I felt the warmth of her little body and began to move again. The underside of my cock pressed against the panty as I moved to and fro, her soft sex behind the knickers was hot and a bit moist, I even felt her nipples pressing against my chest. Then I pushed my glans directly against the slit and exploded. Spurt after spurt of sticky cum soaked the little girls panty in my hands.

I was standing in my room all by myself, breathing hard and wiped my cock with the last dry places of her slip. I kneaded my sperm into the fabric with a special idea in mind........(cont)