Little Girl From the Swing

You are right, the little ones are cuter in their own way. Running around like crazy on the playground. I love spending time with you sitting here in the car watching them. We have to wait for just the right moment, and pick out the perfect little girl whose parents aren’t paying enough attention. I think that’s her right there, don’t you? The really tiny one with the red shoes on and the little yellow dress. She has the cutest blonde hair, all done up in pigtails.

She looks so tantalizing in that outfit, her little legs haven’t yet lost the color from the summer sun. And her Mom obviously doesn’t give a shit, she isn’t even wearing a jacket. It looks like her little sandbox buddy just got called to go home, so she is all alone. She’s walking over to the swings now, even further from everyone else. She hops on and begins to swing. The breeze from the swing going back and forth blows her little dress up to expose her cotton panties.

I see you start to rub your crotch as you eyeball her. That’s my cue that she will be yours today and its time for me to get her for you. I hop out of the car, watching her closely. No parent comes to help her swing, so I walk up. I am wearing my pigtails too, so I am not scary looking at all. I ask the little girl if she wants me to push her on the swing. She flashes the cutest little smile and says “yes please!”. I push her a few times, each time tickling at her waist so she giggles in delight. I know you’re in the car stroking yourself at the sight of her panties flashing and her giggling face.

As her swig comes back towards me, I grasp her by waist and yank her off from behind. She is startled, but not scared yet, but just in case I put my hand over her mouth and quickly carry her to your waiting car. You have the tape ready for her mouth as I throw her in. I look around and we were right – no one even noticed. Now its time to head home so you can enjoy your new little treasure. I glance back one more time as we drive away, and all I see is the empty swing, still swaying on its chains at the playground. 

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