Little Girls Molested on School Train (Seka, Tiny Target) – Pt. 1

The shy girl always sat alone. The molester knew Seka would be easy to manipulate. He had the perfect game for her to play.

The commuter trains, which many teens rode to school each day, were hiring security guards.
Ben was 57 with gray hair, he didn’t look the least bit intimidating. But he was happy he’d been hired. He liked teens.

It was his third week on the job.
Monday morning he walked the aisle. His eyes adoring the cute faces of the tiny bodies. By the time he reached his backseat in the train, his cock was hard. So many tiny targets, he wanted to molest each and every one of them.

Pulling his shaft from his pants, he leaned against his seatback. Picturing their sweet faces, innocent eyes and luscious bodies, his hand slowly worked it magic. Less than a minute later, his cum spilled into his handkerchief.
Wiping the final drops from the head, he knew he had the perfect opportunity to enjoy at least a few of the young girls. He only needed a way… a plan.

Looking out the train’s window, he noticed trash near the tracks. A flash of inspiration flooded his mind. Tomorrow, he’d begin. He even had the perfect little girl in mind.

Seka was a small 14 year old blonde who always sat alone. Her slender body had no noticeable breasts and her lovely legs made his mouth water. Her innocent blue eyes always made his cock twitch.

Tuesday morning, he walked the aisle as usual. Approaching Seka, his heart beat a little faster. The initial steps of grooming a new victim always excited him. Sitting alone as always, he noticed her tiny nipples pressing against her Little Mermaid t-shirt.

“Hi Seka,” he said with a friendly smile.
The little girl’s eyes brightened. “Hi Mr. Ben,” she replied, excited someone was talking to her.
“I like your outfit, honey,” he exclaimed. “Your shorts are such a pretty color.” It was her slender legs and small hidden pussy he was actually admiring.

The young girl giggled, “Thanks… but they’re not new.”
Ben could see she was starved for attention. He’d help her, giving her the kind of attention she deserved. “Seka,” he quietly asked, “do you like guessing games?”

The girl nodded enthusiastically.
“Count to 100, then come back to my seat. I have a fun guessing game I bet you’ll be very good at.”
Eagerly nodding, her tiny body squirmed in her seat. “OK, 100. Then I’ll be back,” she whispered, a broad smile filled her precious face.

Ben walked quickly to the rear of the train. Sitting on the backseat, there were only a couple other aadults, far ahead of where he sat. Pulling a small lunch-size paper bag from his coat, he dropped a candy bar inside. His heart raced, seeing the innocent girl walking toward him.

“I counted to 100,” she giggled, “but I did it sort of fast.”
Ben grinned, “Eager to join me?”
“Um Hum,” she nodded. “I wanted to play your game.”

“OK, honey,” he acknowledge. “We only have 15 minutes until we get to your stop. But maybe we can play a couple times.” He could see excitement in her eyes. The little girl was going to be incredibly easy to manipulate.

Opening the paper sack a couple inches, he said, “Slip your hand inside, feel around. There’s something in there. If you can guess what it is, you win.” Closing the top of the sack around her forearm, so she couldn’t see inside, he said, “Take a guess, sweetie.”

A moment later she asked, “Is it a… candy bar?”
“Wow, you’re better than I ever thought you’d be,” Ben exclaimed, sliding his right arm around her back, his hand slipping under her arm. Bending his wrist his palm gently cupped the small space over her non-existent breast. “You’re so smart.”

Seka giggled innocently, her right arm pressing over his arm, keeping his… hug… secure.

“Want to play again?” he asked, hoping she wouldn’t simply take the candy bar back to her seat.
“Can we?” she asked, almost begging for his attention.

His right hand flexed against her chest, his fingertip slipping slowly over her tiny nipple. “OK, Sweetie,” he replied. “I like… playing… games with you.”
Seka smiled up at him, her small body wiggling closer to his side.

He glanced to the front his the train car. No one was paying any attention to him and his tiny victim. Leaning his face over, he gently kissed the top of her head. “Honey, I hope you didn’t mind me doing that. You’re just so pretty.”

Seka’s eyes sparkled. “I… don’t mind,” she replied, pressing her side against his.
“OK, one more quick game,” he said softly. “But I need both hands for a few seconds. And you have to close your eyes, while I put something new in the bag.”

Slowly easing her hold on his right arm, her eyes closed.
Ben unzipped his pants, pulling his hard cock free. It was coated with precum. Earlier, he’d torn a small hole in the bottom of the paper sack. Pushing his shaft through the hole, careful not to remove his oozing fluid, he said, “OK Seka, hand in the sack.”

Eagerly the small girl’s hand dove inside. Her tiny fingers wiggled, touching, exploring the new mysterious object. Her hand wrapped around his throbbing flesh. The soft skin of her thumb slid over the top of his cock, smearing the warm liquid.
“Any guesses,” Ben moaned, enjoying the innocent touch of her curious fingers.

“I don’t know,” she replied, a confused look in her eyes. “It’s wet… and warm and… slick.”
Trying to sound helpful, he suggested, “Maybe if you tasted it, that might help.”
Seka nodded, pulling her arm from the sack. Lifting her thumb, covered with glistening clear liquid to her mouth, she pushed it between her lips.

Her tongue licked the fluid from her thumb, taking Ben’s precum into her mouth. After a brief moments, she said sadly, “I… don’t know.”
“Honey, we’re almost at your stop. Let me help you get a better taste. Close your eyes.”

Seka shut her eyes as Ben pulled the sack off his cock. Holding her small hand, he pressed her fingers around his shaft. Squeezing at the base, he slid her hand up to the top. A very large glob of liquid emerged.

“Sweetie, eyes closed,” he whispered, keeping her small hand around his pulsating cock. “No looking.”
Seka nodded, the way little girls do when playing a fun game.
Sliding his right arm behind her back again, he gently pulled her face above his shaft. “Now, just a taste, then you have to guess,” he moaned, his fingers touching her little nipple again.

“OK,” she replied, her warm breathe blowing over his exposed cock.
“Open your mouth, honey. I’ll put it in just a little.” Moving his left hand to the back of her head, he eased her face down the final inch.

Her lips slipped over the top half of the head. Her tiny soft tongue licked the tip, smearing the precum.
Ben’s eyes slammed closed as his finger’s fondled Seka’s tiny nipples. He’d never expected it, never thought it possible. It’d never happened before.

His cock erupted, his cum suddenly gushed into the little girl’s mouth. Holding her small body with his right hand, his left rested on the back of her head. Thick cum pumped, wildly, frantically over the girl’s tongue.
He’d shot three, four, then five long streams between her lips. But his balls weren’t being saturated with the warm liquid. His mind, caught in this moment of ecstasy, couldn’t comprehend what was happening.

Seka’s head, her lips weren’t moving. She wasn’t trying to… escape. Her mouth stayed over his cock as it filled her tiny cheeks with cum. To Ben’s astonishment and delight, none of his warm fluid was escaping her lips.
“Honey,” he softly asked, his fingers still fondling her tiny nipple, “are you swallowing?”

The girl’s lips tightened around the head of his cock. “Um Hum,” she nodded.
“Ohhhh, Seka, Sweetie,” he groaned tenderly, “thank you honey.” Caressing her small head with his left hand, he tenderly lifted her face. Looking at her innocent blue eyes, he whispered, “I’ve never felt anything as wonderful… as your mouth and tongue.”

Seka’s eyes sparkled, innocently asking, “Can we play again tomorrow?”
The train was slowing. He saw the adults in the front of the car moving forward toward the door.

Pulling Seka’s legs over his lap, her knees straddled his hips. Her small pussy, still inside her shorts, sat on his semi-hard shaft. “Honey,” he asked, “did you like that?”
The little girl eagerly nodded.

With his hands on her hips, he wiggled her tiny pussy over his cock. “Then sweetie,” he replied, “we can play every day.”
The small girl wrapped her arms around his neck. “OK, see you tomorrow.” Sliding off his lap, she hurried down the aisle, her tiny ass cheeks wiggling under her shorts.

The next day, he invited Seka to his backseat. Giggling softly, she whispered with an eager smile, “I’ll count to 100.” Moments later the tiny blonde sat next to him.

“Can I have a… hug,” she shyly asked.

Ben immediately wrapped his arm around her back, his hand once again cupping her beast area. “Honey,” he asked, “do you want to do what we did yesterday?”
Her blue eyes sparked as she said, “I thought maybe you wouldn’t want to, because I’m… not big… where your hand is.”

Ben kissed the top of her head again. “Seka, I think you’re perfect… where my hand is.” Lustfully grinning at the girl, he added, “Honey, I do want to do what we did yesterday. But we can go slower today.” He pulled his hard cock from his jeans.

Seka reclined across the seats, laying on her left side. Her face moved closer, her lips slid over the precum oozing tip.

“Ummmmm, honey,” he quietly moaned, “Slow sweetie, you’re tooooo good.” Ben had molested other girls Seka’s age, but none had ever been so eager to please.
As her soft tongue gathered his precum into her mouth, his right hand slid from her chest, down her side. His palm eased over her hips coming to rest on her round right ass cheek. Gently squeezing, he asked, “Seka, is it OK if I do this?”

With her lips around his shaft, her head sliding up and down, she nodded.
“Thank you precious,” he acknowledged. He knew he had nearly fifteen minutes today. He’d move his little victim to the next level. Moving his right hand over her butt, he slipped his fingers under her short’s waistband.
Her soft young skin sent a surge of deviant lust through his body. His hips jerked, pushing his cock deeper into her mouth.

Seka’s body jerked, squirming as the head bumped against her throat’s opening.
“Sorry, Sweetie,” he said, not sorry at all. “You’re so beautiful when you move like that.”
The little girl paused for a moment, her lips flexing around his shaft. Then, sliding lower, her throat pressed over the head again. Her back arched, her knees drew up toward her chest.

“Ohhh, Sweeeetie,” Ben moaned. Encouraging the little girl to be used, molested for his perverse pleasure. His fingertips slipped under her panties, his hand moved lower.
Seka’s knees relaxed, her hips moved back, pressing her tiny ass against his caring hand.

“Honey,” Ben said tenderly, “I’m going to give you my warm stuff again.” Holding her head in his left hand, he pushed his right lower. His palm cupped her tiny right ass cheek.
Rocking his hips up, his cock was 2” inside her mouth. “Sekaaaaa, swaaaallow,” he quietly groaned, the tip of his little finger sliding into her ass crack, touching the sweet puckered opening.

His thick cum poured onto her tongue, filling her mouth.
Her small body squirmed as she drank his warm liquid. Her tiny asshole spasms sucked against his fingertip.

Holding Seka’s small face with his left hand, he pulled the girl’s left cheek against his stomach as he filled her mouth, throat and tummy with cum. He held her willing body on the backseat for another minute. His fingertip tenderly pressed against her asshole, his shrinking cock in her innocent young mouth.

Finally letting her lips slip above his soft shaft, he pulled her close to his body. Hugging the sweet girl he’d just molested, he asked, “Seka, do you ever wear a dress or skirt?”
“No,” she said, “But I have a couple. I’ll wear one tomorrow if you want me to.”

Ben nodded. “If you do, honey. We can play another kind of game.”
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