I'm waiting in line for the checkout at my local grocery store when I catch sight of a young girl standing in front of me. I can't help but surreptitiously check out her young figure; she appears to be around ten years old. She is wearing a pink and black crop top that covers so little of her tummy that her entire midriff is exposed. She has to be a gymnast or something similar, because there's no way any self-respecting mother would let their daughter wear something so provocative otherwise. I take another quick peek, my eyes stopping on her long blonde hair which is tied up in a ponytail—indeed in a common style used by gymnasts. The young girl notices me looking and smiles up at me, her grin revealing what appears to be a fruit-flavored lollipop protruding from her soft pink lips. My breath quickens at the sight, and she flicks her eyes in a knowing manner, all too aware of the affect she has on adult men. I look away, trying not to stare as I move down the checkout line, but can't help glancing back towards the girl. She's now looking at some magazines near the cashier's counter, and has shifted her pose so that her body leans forward, showing off an even more enticing view of her tender bottom. There's no way she doesn't know I'm watching her, and I struggle to keep myself from growing erect. My efforts are further complicated by the sight of her lolly sticking out between her puffy lips.
She takes the lollipop between two fingers and twirls it before sticking out her tongue, her eyes catching mine as she holds it in the bare air for a second before slowly lapping at her sugary treat, her tongue making wet slurping sounds as she does so. It's quite clear that she's teasing me on purpose, which only makes her actions all the more erotic. The young girl glances over at me again, licking her lips in a tantalizing fashion, and I have no choice but to avert my gaze once more, feeling ashamed of my actions. This has to stop—she's only a child! Yet she's staring right at me while teasing me so thoroughly; there must be something wrong with me if I can't stop myself from looking at a young girl's bare stomach, her supple pink lips, and her tight little ass...
She glances over at her mother who is busy loading their groceries onto the checkout counter and then sidles over to me, stopping at my side. She stands up as tall as she can on her tiptoes, and then leans in, whispering into my ear, "I'm gonna be outside the mall on main street this afternoon, come meet me there at three; bring lots of candy too!" Her voice is soft and she seems to be having trouble keeping herself from giggling. Her blonde ponytail swishes through the air as she turns her head and returns to her mother's side without waiting for a response, leaving my heart thumping and my mind racing. While I try to comprehend why she would proposition me like that, my thoughts wander back to the sight of her chest so close to my own when she had leaned into my ear. Her perky young breasts are small enough that they wouldn't be visible at all but for her form fitting top, which somehow makes them all the more sensual.
***
The afternoon comes in a flash, and I arrive at the mall just as the clock on the nearby church begins to toll, its long chimes signaling the arrival of three o'clock. As requested I've brought an assortment of candy in a small bag at my side, and my throat is dry with nervousness as I walk around the corner, hoping to find this girl waiting for me. A few people are milling about the shopping center but most seem to be heading home already. What am I doing? This is ridiculous, why would a little girl like that want to meet with me after seeing how I was staring at her. I'm about to lose hope when I feel a weight on my back and a soft, girlish whisper in my ear, "Wow, you really showed up. Kinda makes me wanna just leave and forget the whole thing, I dunno if I wanna be around someone stupid enough to follow a little girl to a public place she suggested out of the blue. Aren't you worried I'm working with the police?"
The sudden hot air blown into my ear causes me to shudder, as does her weight against my back. The young girl talks so fast I can barely keep up with what she's saying, and she's leaning so close that I can smell the fruity scent of her breath, mixed with the faintest hint of perfume. She's smiling mischievously, her lips almost brushing my earlobe. "H-Hi," is all I can manage to get out, unable to formulate any kind of response to her rapid speech. She pulls away, giggling and holds out her hand. "Give." I stare at her in confusion, which causes her face to twist into the cutest little pout. "Candy!" she demands, holding out her open palm; I'm helpless to resist her cute smile and suggestive eyes. With shaking hands I pull a candy bar from my pocket, handing it over without hesitation. She laughs, taking it, her eyes never leaving mine.
"I know what kind of thoughts you're having mister," she says softly. "But I promise I won't tell anybody. You don't have to worry about anything happening to your secret, okay? We can both benefit from this, so just trust me a lil' bit, I'm not gonna to say a word to anyone else." I try to respond, but can't find the words, so instead I simply nod dumbly. She grabs my wrist, pulling me down the sidewalk. "W-Where are we going?" I stammer, following after her as best I can.
"Somewhere private," she replies coyly, leading me down the road. I'm starting to get nervous, wondering where this could possibly lead and why she's being so secretive about it. After a short distance, she pulls me into an alley and stops, turning to face me and putting her arms around my neck before pressing her body tightly against mine. "Now," she whispers, placing her mouth next to my ear, "we can make our deal official." She kisses me on the cheek, causing my heart to beat faster and my mind to go blank. "Gimme a lollipop," she demands, and I quickly produce a strawberry lollipop from my pocket, handing it over to her. She sucks on it for a moment before taking it out of her mouth and holding it while she speaks. "Don't think I didn't notice you checking me out today, mister. I saw every single time you looked at me, and I bet everybody else did too. I also noticed how hard your dick was getting while I sucked that lollipop. You were thinking about me naked, weren't you?" I'm completely mortified and cannot speak.
She giggles again, biting her lip and looking me in the eye. "Well, I'll tell you what," she continues, "If you promise to buy me whatever I want, you can take me home and I'll let you watch me play with myself." I can hardly believe the words coming from her mouth—how can a ten year old child have such confidence? Her eyes never waver from mine as she waits for my reaction. This has to some kind of trap, there's no way a little girl should be talking like this—and yet she is.
"I-I..." I begin to stutter, uncertain of whether or not to take her up on her offer. But her eyes are telling me that she's serious. I allow myself to think about the risks such an arrangement would hold for only a moment before I'm overwhelmed with images of her naked form while she plays with herself. "O-Okay," I respond, my voice barely louder than a whisper. "I knew it! I knew you were a pedo!" I hardly think it's fair that she's accusing me after spending the last ten minutes avidly teasing me both verbally and physically, but I refrain from saying so and instead take her hand. "Ew! Don't touch me, pervert!" She exclaims, despite her own hands having been resting on my chest just a moment earlier. "Sorry, I was just going to lead you to my car." She huffs at this but allows me to lead her to where I had parked earlier.
We get into my car and begin the drive back to my apartment. After a few minutes of driving I speak up, "What's your name anyway? you never told me." She scoffs at my question, "Ugh you're so gross, why do you need to know my name, creep?" Before I can answer she speaks again, "It's Rina, but I don't want you speaking to me anyway so it's not like you'll have any reason to use it." I have no response to that, so we drive the rest of the way back in silence.
***
After a brief tour of my apartment, Rina plops herself down on my couch, sprawling out across it with her legs crossed and arms behind her head as she looks up at me. I stand awkwardly next to the coffee table with some candy in my hand, unsure of what to do or say. She snatches a candy bar out of my hand, unwrapping it and then using it to gesture at the opposite side of the room. "Go sit over there, I don't want you anywhere near me." I obey without question and take a seat on the floor while she takes a bite of her chocolate. Once she's done with her candy she throws the wrapper on the floor and then reaches her arms into the air, letting out a long yawn as she stretches. "I feel pretty good right now, so I'm gonna take a nap after I masturbate."
With that, she lifts