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The Vegas Strip 1

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I am becoming a dirty old man. I always liked young girls and I’m glad to say I always will.

I am becoming a dirty old man. I always knew I would. Maybe not when I was a boy, I liked girls and thought about them in all types of sex fantasies as far back as I could remember. I only wanted what I thought were the beautiful ones and yes the young girls always hit the top of my list. I work in a Casino and I enjoy it. I live in a nice little community where everyone has stone walls for that back yard privacy instead of fences. A woman named “Maddie” lives next to me with her 10 year old daughter “Stella.” Stella was a real looker and with a little makeup which she was always using she could fool anyone with just a pitcher of her face to look older, she loved to act a little on the flirty side. I don’t know if she really knew what she was doing, or what it did to men when she would act like that. Sometimes it was just the way she would stand, or let one side of her shirt fall off the shoulder. OMG!

Maddie claims to be a showgirl, or a dancer. I know that she is truly a stripper in an gentlemens club. I never say anything about it. I only speak to her to exchange pleasantries if we pass each other. I do have a good view into her back yard from a small loft I made out of part of my attic space. It’s great I can watch and I have a small fridge with drinks and snacks. I also had some toys, straps and a camera set up to record and zoom in. A queen size bed They can’t see me or even know that the loft is there. I don’t use it to watch Maddie, I use it to watch Stella and sometimes Stella’s friends.

Stella and her friends like to play like they are models on a catwalk, or dancers. I can tell Stella learned the moves from her mom and taught them to her friends. This is about a day she was playing by herself pretending to go up and down the catwalk. She was wearing her moms spiked heels and was really acting sexy. In fact she might have been pretending that she was in a strip club. I was in my loft in baggy shorts. stroking like mad with one hand and holding a washcloth in the other. I was recording all of this. I don’t think she ever moved so seductively before. All the past fantasys went through my mind at that moment. Finally she went inside which was good for my poor overworked cock. I rubbed some anesthetic aloe gel on it and that helped.

Everything went back to normal for a few weeks, then I saw her out back in her mom’s heels again and this time she was wearing a slutty costume that was too big for her. I could see her breast and she wasn’t totally flat like I thought. She had little hills starting. She could still be in an AA-cup, or an A-cup. I didn’t care, I just enjoyed the view. My poor cock was going to get a real workout today. After some of regular moves she started twerking, this is the first time I saw her do that. She started in a standing position and then she got down on her hands and knees and twerked. As she did that the oversized costume allowed me to see her beautiful bald little pussy. I blew before I could get my wash cloth ready. I lost my freaking mind. I mean I really did.

Things went a little grey or the heck with it things went black. I didn’t know what happened for a good 10-20 minutes. All I know is when the haze started to lift I was in my loft over on the bed and Stella was strapped down with leather straps by her wrist and ankles with a ball gag in her mouth and a total look of fright in her eyes. I felt like that gangster from the DC comics for a while, the one called two-face I think. He always had two conflicting ideas in his head and he always had to flip his lucky coin to tell him what to do. I don’t have a lucky coin. I did have two overwhelming thoughts. One was I don’t want to go to jail and I have to let her go somehow and make this right. The other thought was I am at heavens gates and she is the angel of all of my lust and desire. I must have her now and forever.

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  • Reply Cross ID:1ew8anfc7trc

    Well, your life is already ruined if she tells. Might as well try to enjoy yourself and hope she doesn’t tell anyone. A little slut like Stella would probably come by for seconds.