A man who was turned into a pariah by the lifelong stigmatization of the sex offender registry finds love, freedom, happiness and liberation.
John’s online personal ad said, in so many words: I am a 42-year-old white middle-aged man of average appearance who craves a relationship with younger women.
Any relationship we have doesn’t have to be sexual….But, I really wish it would be.
However, a purely platonic relationship would be acceptable to me.
Meeting a young woman who lives in or near my home town of Chevy Chase, Maryland, would be ideal but anywhere in the area of Washington, DC would be acceptable.
He ended his personal ad with the words: Please contact me, so we can get together for a cup of coffee, talk, and get to know each other.
Let’s at least explore the possibility of having some kind of connection to each other even if it’s just friendship.
John didn’t know what else to write and he was certain nobody would respond to such a stupid personal ad.
However, he knew that if he made his ad more sexually explicit or called for a purely sexual relationship in his ad, that he’d get a ton of responses from prostitutes and that is exactly what he DID NOT want to happen.
Four days after John posted his personal ad, it was answered by a woman who said she was sexually adventurous.
She also explained that she needed to hook up with somebody who had no hang-ups about taboo sexual activity.
But she didn’t go into any detail about what she meant by that.
She only gave her name as Jane and made it clear that she was seeking an open-minded man who had absolutely no sexual inhibitions.
But, she did not elaborate on what she meant by that, either.
Jane’s insistence on a man with no sexual inhibitions made John wonder just what this woman was after.
It almost made him decide not to respond to her, but ultimately he did.
In his first email to Jane, he told her that if she was a prostitute or in any way looking for money or cheap thrills devoid of an emotional relationship, he was absolutely not interested in meeting her.
Jane responded that she was most definitely not a prostitute, or interested purely in “cheap thrills,” as he described them.
She also made it clear that she was lonely and that if he was lonely too, she felt his pain.
In fact, she made it clear that she knew somehow that John’s loneliness was a very powerful motivator in him placing his personal ad.
She said that his desire for emotional and sexual contact came through in his ad requesting a relationship with a young woman loud and clear.
Moreover, Jane said that she could sense that John was tiptoeing around the fact that he would like to have sex with a very young girl, but was afraid to actually say that in his ad.
Jane then explained that she could help him with this problem and would do it out of love and compassion….And not because she was looking for money, or anything else for herself except perhaps a relationship that would end her loneliness.
In her next email to John, this woman sent a beautiful picture of herself.
In the photo, she was a stunning blonde and looked like a very, very youthful woman of perhaps 35.
John Fitzsimmons’ fingers trembled as he hit “send” on his response to Jane’s latest email.
Every fiber of his being screamed that this was a terrible idea.
After all…..
John Fitzsimmons was a convicted sex offender, who had done many long years in prison for possession of child pornography.
However, he never sexually touched a child in his life, even though he fantasized about doing so constantly.
His probation officer had been crystal clear about the terms of his probation: no internet access whatsoever, and absolutely no placing personal ads or communicating with women who had placed them online.
But John was lonely, so desperately lonely in fact that even running the risk of going back to prison seemed worth it….If only he could have a chance at making a connection with a young woman, John was willing to see this through, regardless of any adverse consequences.
John dreamed of meeting a special someone who would love him and overlook the fact that he had done time in prison for a crime most people felt was one of the worst things you could do.
John more than realized that his chances of finding such a woman were slim to none, but still, even if he had only the slightest chance of achieving his goal of finding love, John knew he absolutely had to try.
He stared at Jane’s photo….She was such a stunning blonde.
In the picture, she had a sweet mischievous smile and what appeared to be an incredibly fit body.
“This photo was probably fake,” he muttered to himself. “It just seemed too good to be true, that she could look this beautiful.”
But when Jane mentioned living nearby in Chevy Chase, Maryland, John agreed to meet her at a nearby pizza place called Manoli Canoli, a cozy local favorite known for its excellent food and warm neighborhood atmosphere.
As John told her about the place and gave her the address, his heart was pounding with equal parts of fear and anticipation.
Thinking it no harm, John foolishly gave Jane his full name as well, in case she couldn’t find him and had to ask a stranger if he was the man she was to meet.
A few hours later that same day, the two of them came face to face for the first time in the parking lot of the pizza parlor.
When Jane pulled up in her silver BMW, John’s breath caught.
She was even more beautiful in person than in her photo.
But then his eyes drifted to the backseat, where a young girl with long black hair and dark eyes sat watching him with intense curiosity.
“I didn’t think you were going to bring your daughter to this date,” John stammered, his mind racing with implications.
Jane’s lips curled into a mysterious smile. “I’m bringing my daughter to this date because it’s a special occasion.”
The three of them then made their way inside where John—being a gentleman—insisted on paying for the meals that all three of them would order.
After they’d ordered, the three of them sat awkwardly at a table together, with John nervously picking at his garlic knots while trying to make small talk conversation.
However, with lots of smiles, the trio soon relaxed in each other’s company.
Soon the trio were enjoying themselves as they ate a large pepperoni and onion pizza at this locally popular restaurant, where John had recommended they meet.
But then…Jane dropped a bombshell!
“I looked you up online, John Fitzsimmons,” she said casually, taking a sip of her Pepsi. “I discovered you were a sex offender.”
John’s blood ran cold.
Where was his head when he gave her his last name?
Now he realized that this was a fatal mistake.
It was a stupid, careless error that could cost him everything.
John braced himself for rejection, for disgust, for this woman castigating him as a pervert and a menace to society.
John imagined her, hysterically telling him off, and then protectively grabbing her daughter and storming out of the restaurant.
Instead, Jane’s eyes lit up. “It’s great that you’re a pedophile,” she said matter-of-factly.
“Because I have a lesbian relationship going on with my daughter, and I would very much like for you to enjoy a sexual relationship with both of us.”
John nearly choked on his pizza. “You… you what?”
“We’ve been looking for someone like you,” Jane continued, stroking her daughter’s hair. “We had a relationship with a man who was understanding, but unfortunately he left without saying anything. It’s hard to find a man who isn’t freaked out by our special relationship.”
Kathy—(Jane explained she sometimes used the nickname Pinky)—smiled at John.
Despite being 14, she looked much younger, maybe 12, with her petite frame and innocent expression. “I like you,” she said simply.
After dinner, they drove to a discreet motel on the edge of town. John’s hands shook as he unlocked the door to the room, unable to believe this was actually happening. This was every fantasy he’d ever had, every forbidden desire he’d suppressed, suddenly becoming reality.
As soon as the door closed, Jane turned to him.
“I want you to know, I don’t consider you a criminal in any way, shape, or form. I believe there should be no laws banning adults from expressing kind and gentle sexual love to people who are under a certain age, provided all the sex between them is 100% mutually consensual.”
John’s heart swelled with emotions he’d never allowed himself to feel—acceptance, understanding, and something dangerously close to hope.
He pulled Jane into his arms and kissed her passionately, their tongues dancing together as years of loneliness melted away.
Kathy joined them, her movements surprisingly confident for someone so young.
She approached John and her mother and joined the two of them in a group hug and she also gave John a delicious French kiss.
“Want to undress me, Uncle John?” Kathy asked in her sweet little girl voice.
By just hearing this offer, John’s cock was rock hard and straining against his jeans in seconds, and Kathy noticed immediately.
“Oh wow!” Kathy squealed, “you have a big one, don’t you?” With that, Kathy playfully reached for John’s crotch and squeezed his penis through his jeans.
Without verbally responding, John, with a wild, unbridled passion that he had never given vent to with an actual little girl until now, began slowly and lovingly taking Kathy’s clothes off while her mother stood alongside her smiling.
It was like unwrapping a Christmas present…. The ultimate Christmas present.
A precious gift from this sweet young girl and her mother to his forbidden longing to be with an underage young lady.
When John noticed that Kathy’s vagina was hairless he commented on it and the little girl responded by telling him my “mom shaves my mound.”
Her mother then interjected, “It gives her a much sexier look. Don’t you think?”
“Ahhh… Yes…. It sure does” John stammered
John found little Pinky even more attractive with a hairless pussy. It permitted him to imagine she was much, much younger than she actually was.
And being with a very very young girl—- as you might imagine, of course—- was John’s fondest and wildest fantasy.
He’d always wanted to be with a preteen girl, and this sight of a very small-framed cutie pie who looked to be about 12 despite her chronological age was more than enough for him.
With that hairless pussy, he could even fantasize about her being perhaps 11 or even 10. This was heaven on earth for John.
Pinky turned around and bent over to display her tiny little ass too.
This was another magnificent site. It was by no means a woman’s ass ,but the little tiny butt of a gorgeous young girl.
Then pinky turned around , and gave John’s hard cock— that was sticking straight out, and pointing at her—– a sweet little kiss right on the tip of his pecker.
And so, the lovemaking of this trio began.
John quickly stripped off his remaining clothes, his muscular body trembling with anticipation.
Jane followed his lead, sensuously removing her dress to reveal a toned, athletic figure with medium-sized breasts and a neatly trimmed pussy. The three of them stood naked, their bodies bathed in the soft motel room light.
“Let’s show John what we do when we’re alone, sweetheart,” Jane said to her daughter.
Jane guided Kathy to the bed, where they began kissing passionately. Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies as Jane lowered her head to suckle her daughter’s small breasts. Pinky moaned softly, her fingers tangling in her mother’s blonde hair.
John watched, stroking his hardening cock as Jane worked her way down Kathy’s body, spreading her legs and burying her face in her daughter’s hairless pussy. Pinky arched her back, crying out as her mother’s tongue danced across her clit.
“God, that’s beautiful,” John whispered, moving closer to the bed.
Jane looked up, her face glistening with her daughter’s juices. “Your turn,” she said with a wicked smile.
John positioned himself on the bed as Pinky straddled his face, lowering her sweet young pussy to his waiting mouth.
He moaned as he tasted her, his tongue exploring every fold of the delicate flesh of her pussy.
At the same time, Jane mounted his cock, sinking down slowly until he was buried completely inside her.
The room filled with the sounds of their pleasure as they moved together.
John ate Pinky’s pussy with feverish intensity while Jane rode his cock, her breasts bouncing with each movement.
The sensations overwhelmed him—the taste of the young girl’s, cunt, the tight warmth of her mother’s pussy and the sight of them kissing above him.
Was an incredible sight. It would have made a magnificent scene in a child porn movie.
After several minutes, they switched positions.
Jane lowered herself onto John’s face, and he eagerly lapped at her mature pussy while Pinky positioned her pussy above his cock.
With her mother’s guidance, the young girl slowly impaled herself on his thick shaft.
“Oh god, you’re so tight,” John groaned against Jane’s pussy.
Pinky began moving, tentatively at first, then with growing confidence as she found her rhythm.
Jane leaned forward, kissing her daughter and tweaking her small nipples as John’s cock stretched her young pussy.
John’s hands roamed between them, caressing Pinky’s flat chest, then reaching up to squeeze Jane’s fuller breasts. He felt himself approaching the edge of orgasmic Bliss as Pinky’s tight pussy gripped him like a velvet vice.
“I’m going to cum,” he warned.
“Not yet,” Jane said, climbing off his face. “We want to taste you together.”
Both women moved to position their faces above his cock as Pinky lifted herself off him. John stroked himself rapidly, his body tensing as he erupted, shooting streams of cum across the faces of both mother and daughter.
With their mouths wide open , Jane and Kathy eagerly licked John’s essence from each other’s faces, sharing passionate, cum-filled kisses together as they did.
John’s cock remained hard despite his intense orgasm. “I want to fuck you both again and again and again,” he said, his voice thick with desire.
Jane smiled. “Take Pinky from behind while she eats my pussy.”
Kathy positioned herself on all fours at the edge of the bed as John moved behind her.
He entered her slowly, savoring the tight fit as she lowered her head to her mother’s waiting pussy.
Jane spread her legs wide, guiding her daughter’s mouth to her most sensitive spots.
The three of them moved together in a rhythm of pure pleasure.
John thrust into Pinky’s tight pussy while the young girl lapped at her mother’s clit. Jane arched her back, crying out as her daughter’s tongue brought her to orgasm.
The sight and sounds pushed John over the edge again. He pulled out just in time, spraying his cum across Pinky’s back and ass. Jane leaned forward, licking his seed from her daughter’s skin before sharing another passionate cum flavored kiss with her.
Finally all three of them collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, kissing and touching as their bodies relaxed and their libidos cooled down.
John marveled at this scene which seemed too good to be true but was in fact a reality.
Here they were the lovers he’d always dreamed of having: A beautiful mother and her adorable 14 year old daughter.
They had welcomed him into their special relationship, fulfilling his deepest fantasies.
As they lay together, Jane whispered, “This is just the beginning, John. We have so much more to explore together.”
John smiled, knowing that his loneliness had finally ended, replaced by a love more forbidden and more perfect than anything he could have dreamed of.
EPILOGUE
Shortly after this first sexual encounter, John decided to leave his whole life behind and travel with Jane and her beautiful daughter Kathy.
With Jane’s help, John got himself a whole new identity.
He dyed his hair, had blue contact lenses put in, and when he looked in the mirror he couldn’t recognize himself….Which was exactly what he wanted.
With people she knew, Jane was able to procure John a foolproof new identity.
Thus John Fitzsimmons became Ethan Marshall.
With his new name, his new look, his new no identity, and most of all, his newfound love for this wonderful mother and daughter, this man who had been made a pariah by the sex offender registry, and who would have been forever stigmatized had he remained John Fitzsimmons, was now completely free.
So…
Free as a bird Nathan hit the road, with his two lovers: Jane and Kathy (his darling Pinky), who he came to Love more than life itself.
And Nathan never looked back, as the three of them traveled all across the country.
This then has been the story of one man’s forbidden liberation.
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