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Published : 12 April 2021

Davey's Journey Part XXXI - A Walk to the Watchtower
by RealGood2020

Story Code: m16, g7, No sex

I sighed and thought about turning around and going the other direction again, or just going on home all together.

The first place I went to, an overlook, only had three people there, all adults that looked like they were either in there fifties or sixties. One, a man, was just there to take some pictures from the overlook, and the other two, a man and a woman, went hiking on the trail that was connected to the overlook.

I took some pictures myself, as it was quiet a lovely view, and it would look strange if I didn't, and then took a drink of water. After doing all this I went onto another trail a little ways away, and took a piss after I looked around and made no one was around to see me.

I left the trail and went back to the overlook a few minutes later. The old man who was taking pictures was gone, and I didn't see any sign of the couple, so I just sat there in the back of my SUV to have a snack and rest.

I sighed and got back into the driver's seat, telling myself that even if a little girl came along, they would most likely be with their family, and there wouldn't be anyway to get them alone, probably. Even if there was, there was no guarantee I could seduce them.

I shook my head, “I really need to stop thinking about having sex with little girls, or at least any new little girls.”

Now don't get me wrong, I loved to have sex with all my little girlfriends, but there was nothing quiet like the feeling of seducing and fucking a new little girl.

I laughed to myself and said, “Davey, you have really turned into a pedo. Have sex with one nine year old girl, and now you want to have sex with 'all' the little girls.”

I drove to the next overlook, one that had a nice little trail that led to an old, yet still well maintained, watchtower that park rangers used to use in order to watch out for forest fires.

This one wasn't used anymore, as it wouldn't have been cost effective to bring it up to modern technological standards, and it was cheaper to mount a camera on a high up place, like a electric pole, or a radio tower.

It was pretty much just used by hikers as a sort of camping shelter now, and was maintained either by volunteers, or by hikers themselves.

I got out of my SUV, and saw a couple, a man and a woman, with two kids, a boy and a girl, sitting at a picnic table, having a meal.

While the girl did look like she was around nine or ten, the fact that she was with her family meant that even trying to talk to her was a no go.

I sighed and grabbed my back pack, deciding that I might as well go for a hike and check out the watchtower to see how it was.

I walked by the couple and the two kids, and saw that the girl was actually younger than what I first thought she was. Maybe about seven or eight. She was also pretty cute, and had long red hair and freckles that reminded me of Jenny.

I also think I knew them, so I casually waved at them and said, “hi, how are you?”

The man waved back and said, “how you doing? Hey don't I know you from somewhere?”

I told them where I live, seeing no reason to lie to them, and I wasn't in any danger from them trying to do something to me.

The woman then lit up and said, “I think I've seen you around the park. You like to go on hikes in those woods back there.”

“Yep” I told them, as that was again the truth, but that wasn't all I did in those woods, and I certainly wasn't going to tell them what else I did there.

I continued the conversation, as I saw no real reason to end it, and it might be seen as a bit rude. Plus, I might as well get a little more information out them anyways, just in case they were suspicious of something, so I could ease there minds off the train of thought.

“I like going for hikes” I told them, “I tend to try for more local areas, but with the weather back in town right now, that's not going to happen.”

The man snorted and replied, “yeah, it's been pretty bad there. There might even be some flooding in some place.”

I shook my head and said, “heck, it's been bad here. I went for some hikes in a couple of places, and the rain came down in buckets.”

“Did the buckets hurt when they hit you” the girl said, sarcastically.

“Louise” the woman scolded, rolling her eyes.

I just chuckled at the little girl's joke and replied, “nope, they were all made out of water.”

The whole family laughed at this, and now that the ice was broken I decided to introduce myself, “by the way, my name's Davey.”

“I'm Mike, this is my wife, Carol, this is our son, Tommy, and the comedian here is Louise” Mike told me, introducing me to his family, all of whom I shook hands with, with Mike giving me a bit of a firmer one than I expected.

Carol spoke up and asked me, “you seem to be a little on the young side to be out here by yourself.”

I kind of felt that question was a little rude, but I brushed it off and said, “I'm actually sixteen. Yeah, I know I seem to be a bit young to be out here by myself, but honestly I've been hiking by myself since I was about eight, and I've never encountered any danger, and as long as you follow a trail, you don't get lost.”

She nodded at this, accepting my explanation. I wasn't sure why she would ask me that anyways. Probably just her motherly instincts or something of the like.

“Well, it's been nice to meet you folks, but I'm about to go down that trail, and maybe check out that watchtower, and even get a few pictures from the top.

“Can I going to the watchtower” Louise asked, “I've never been to one before, and it looks pretty cool.”

“Now Louise” her father reminded her, “I told you we're going down another trail to do some stream fishing.”

I noticed that they had some fishing gear with them. A child's rod, and couple of adult rods, and well as a tackle box that contained their fishing gear.”

“Aww, but I never catch anything” Louise moaned.

I chuckled and said, “I understand that. I can hardly catch anything when I go fishing myself. And when I do catch something, I still have to handle the fish, all scaly and slippery.”

I shivered at this thought, remembering the few times I did catch something, and had to take the scaly thing off the hook so I could throw it back into the water. I may not have been squeamish, but I hated to touch a fish, especially a live one.

Louise shivered as well, and while I wasn't sure if she ever touched a live fish, I'm sure me giving her the thought alone made her shiver in displeasure.

“Oh, stop being such a wimp” Carol told her daughter, “I don't mind touching fish. Besides, you don't have to fish if you don't want to.”

Louise just sighed and said, “but I'll be bored there.”

I would have suggested that I take her to the watchtower, but that might look a bit... 'creepy', so I decided not to and instead was about to make my exit, when Louise spoke up and asked, “can I go with Davey?”

Her mother look at her daughter, then at me, then her husband, who just shrugged, apparently not even considering the fact that I might want to have sex with his daughter. Maybe the fact that I was sixteen, and she was seven or eight, that I would have no interest in her.

I shrugged as well, “if you guys don't mind. I do babysit a couple of little girls that are probably around her age.”

“Really” it was Mike that spoke up, wondering why I would do this at all.

“Well” I decided to 'kinda' tell the truth, “I actually just take them to the pool because their mother's can't. One of the girl's mother works overnight, and the other has parents that work during the day, so they can't really take them to the pool unless their off. I know them so I do it for free so I can help them out.”

Carol smiled at this, telling me, “aww, that's nice of you.” She then looked at her husband and asked, “is it okay if Louise goes with Davey?”

Louise was smiling at this and nodding her head, and Mike just sighed, giving in to what his daughter wanted and said, “it's okay with me.”

Louise got up and hooked my arm, excited to go with me to the watchtower. Or maybe she was just happy that she wouldn't have to go fishing.

I shrugged and said, “well, I guess off we go.”

I was about to head off into the trail, the little red head on my arm, when her mother called out, “do you have your cell phone on you?”

She reached into her front pocket and pulled out a small flip phone. She held it up, waved it around, and put it back into her pocket.

We walked away and down the trail, her arm still hooked onto mine. She was smiling, and so was I, even though I was pretty sure she was simply happy she wouldn't have to go fishing.

“So, Louise” I decided to start a conversation once we were a bit away from her family, “how old are you?”

“I'm seven” she answered, still smiling and humming a happy little tune.

“You wouldn't happen to know Sandy or Jenny, would you” I asked, wondering if she knew two of my first lovers.

She shook her head, telling me that she did not.

“Do you know a girl name Kristen” I asked, wondering if she even went to the same school as most of my other lovers.

She thought about that for a moment and said, “I think I do. She's my age, has brown hair, and is kinda shy, right?”

I nodded my head and said, “that would be her.”

“So how do you know her” she asked, curious now as to my relationship with her.

“I met her on one of the trails behind the park when I was on them with Sandy and Jenny” I replied, holding back some information about what I was doing on the trail with Jenny and Sandy, “and I helped the three become friends.”

“Really” she asked, surprised by this, “I didn't know she could even make friends. She seemed to scared to even try.”

“Did you ever try talking to her” I asked, wondering if she ever tried to become friends with the shy girl in class.

She shook her head and said, “no. I mostly hung out with my own friends.”

“I understand” I told her, “but maybe if I see you out at the park, and I find Kristen, I can try to get you two to become friends?”

Louise shrugged at this and said, “okay, but I'm not sure. In class she would hardly talk to anyone.”

I found it a bit saddening that Kristen had such a hard time making friends. She really was a nice girl, but her shyness made it difficult for her to introduce herself. In a way, she was the opposite of Sandy.

As we walked towards the watchtower I asked her, “you don't happen to know a girl named Sarah, do you?”

“Yeah” she replied, “I've known her since kindergarten. How do you know her?”

“There's trail that's behind my house” I told her, remembering to leave out some details for now, “the trail leads to the stream behind her house. She sneaked up on me one night while I sat down to look at the stars. Are you friends with her?”

“Yeah” she said, before mentioning, “but her little sister is kinda weird.”

“How so” I asked, although I already knew what she was going to say.

“I'm... not sure I should say” she told me, embarrassed.

“Did she try to kiss your belly button” I asked, knowing that was probably what she tried to do.

Louise got wide eyed at this and asked, “how did you...”

I cut her off and told, “Sarah told me what her little sister likes to do.”

I crouched down and looked her right in the eyes, telling her, “Louise, she's just being curious, and there is nothing wrong with that. And if you don't want her to kiss you on the belly button, you can just tell her no. It's okay to tell her no.”

“I know” she told me, looking away in the distance, “I did let her kiss me on my belly button.”

She lifted up her shirt to reveal her navel to me, and it was a cute one at that. I was half tempted to lean in and give it a kiss, but instead I controlled myself a little bit and asked, “have you told anyone this?”

With her shirt still lifted up she said, “Sarah knows, but she was there. She even kissed my belly button too, after her sister talked her into it.”

“No one else” I asked, still curious as to who else Amber might have 'played with'.

She shook her head, “no. I haven't told anyone, not even my mom and dad.”

“Did they do anything else” I inquired, wondering how far Amber and Sarah had gone with her.

“Amber, that's Sarah's sister, has kissed my boobs too” she told me as she lifted up her shirt even more revealing a red bikini top.

“What about Sarah” I asked, wondering if she had had a chance to taste the little red head's tits.

She shook her head and admitted, “no, she hasn't, but I did watch Amber suck on her boobies before.”

She still held up her shirt to me, and there was no one around for as far as I could see. Finally I asked, just to make sure it might be safe to to put my mouth on her navel I asked, “have you ever told anyone before?”

She shook her head and said, “no. You're the first person I've told.”

Finally, I asked the question I wanted to ask, “do you like it when she kisses your belly button?”

She leaned in a whispered in my ear, “yes.”

I smiled at her and said, “I can see why she likes kissing your belly button. It's very cute.”

Her face turned nearly the same shade as her hair, and then she said, “thank you.”

I poked her belly button a couple of times, making her giggle some before I told her, “I've also met Amber too, and can I tell you a secret?”

“What” she practically whispered.

“I've kissed her's and Sarah's belly button's too” I confessed.

“Really” she asked, surprised by this.

I placed my hands on the sides of her waist, leaned in close to her stomach, and told her, “really.”

I finally leaned all the way in, and planted a kiss right on her navel. I then flicked her little hole a few times with my tongue, then stopped and asked her, “did she ever do that to you?”

Louise was giggling at this point and said, “no she didn't.”

I gave her belly button a few more flicks with my tongue, and then began to circle around her navel outwards in a clockwise, spiral like motion, until finally I came to her bikini top, and only stopped short of pushing her top up before asking her, “did you like it when she kissed your boobies?”

“Yes” she said, still giggling from the tickling I was giving her with my tongue.

I lifted up her bikini top, revealing her bright pink, and slightly puffy nipples to me. I placed me mouth over her left nipple, and began to gently suck on it, licking around the tip a few times before giving it one final kiss and moving over to her right nipple, and repeating the process I with the left one, gently sucking it and circling the tip with my tongue, before finally, giving it a kiss.

After I was done with he breasts I pulled her shirt down, not really bothering to pull down her bikini top as I intended to 'play' with her tits later, and gave her a kiss on the lips.

I stood back up and hooked her arm, asking her, “shall we head to the watchtower, where it's a little more private?”

She leaned her head against my arm and said, “lets.”

We arrived at the watchtower a few minutes later, but honestly it seemed like forever to get there. I really hope there wasn't anyone up there.

We walked up the steps, going all the up to the trap door that would bring us into the main room of the tower.

I pushed open the door, and climbed up the half steps, half ladder up into the main room.

I looked around, making sure the coast was clear, and even if it wasn't then we simply won't be able to have any more sexual activity.

I saw there wasn't anyone around, so I climbed back down to the small resting platform, and motion for Louise to go on up, telling her, “ladies first.”

She giggled and went on up, with me quickly following behind. I let her go up mainly in case if she were to fall I could catch her.

We got up into the main room, and after I closed the trap door I looked around a bit more, both to make sure we really were alone, and to have a look around the place.

The place was... spartan. That was the best way to describe the place. Clean and spacious, but also simple, and not much in the way of decor.

On one side there were some floor cabinets, and what looked like a sink that you probably had to bring water up in jugs or buckets in order to wash your dishes.

In one corner there was a room with a door on it, and a couple of jugs that looked like they could be used to pour water down a toilet. I do recall seeing a old hand crank water faucet when we got to the tower, and I do wonder if it still worked. The lack of any smell from the supposed bathroom told me it probably did.

On another side of the room there was a old picnic table with a couple of old benches on opposite sides of it, used for both eating, as well as doing any paper work and any other activities.

In another corner near the sink there was and old caste iron, wood burning stove with a flat top to it that was used for both cooking and heating.

I looked around a little bit more, and saw in another corner a bunk bed with a metal frame. It looked more modern, and was probably brought up here by some volunteers who wanted to give hikers some place a little more comfortable to sleep.

I went over to the bunk bed to exam it. The top was your typical twin that had a railing along the sides to try to prevent someone from falling off and hurting themselves. The bottom was a full sized bed, and one that could comfortably sleep two people.

There were no sheets on them, but hey, it was a lot better than sleeping on the ground, or the hard wood floor of the tower.

I examined both of the mattresses closely, even smacking them both to see if any bed bugs would come up.

There were none, so I took my sheet out of my back pack, laid it on the bed, sat down on the bed myself, and motioned for Louise to come over to me, which she did.

Once she was over to me I took her shirt off, and leaned my head in to suck on her breasts. First the right one, and then the left one, both of which I sucked on for about a half a minute each.

This time I was a little more bold in sucking on her breasts, sucking on them even harder than I did before, and even gently pulling on the nipples with my teeth.

Louise very much enjoyed what I was doing, as she both giggled and moaned in pleasure from me sucking her breasts and pulling on her nipples.

I took off her bikini top, and continue sucking on her breasts for another couple of minutes, enjoying the taste and the feel of having a seven year old girl's tit in my mouth.

As I was sucking on her tits I began unbuttoning her jean shorts and slowly pulled them down, letting them fall down to her ankles.

I stopped sucking on her tits, and let her step out of her shorts. She then stepped forward after kicking away the shorts, and let me once again suck on her tits for another minute before I began kissing down her body, and started kissing and licking her belly button, licking around it and flicking it with my tongue, making her giggle.

I licked my way down even further, licking my way down to her bikini bottoms, and licking along the top edge, going from one hip to the other and back again, eventually turning her around and licking up her back to the base of her neck, moving her hair out the way as I did so.

Once I was at the base of her neck I kissed both sides of her neck, turned her around, licked up her throat, and placed my tongue into her mouth.

I began french kissing her, and eventually she got the hint and placed her own tongue into my mouth as well. She giggled as we did this, and I could tell that she was enjoying this, a lot.

After about a minute or two we broke our kiss, and I began to kiss my way back down her body, giving her tits another brief but good suck before I kissed my way down her body, ending up back at her navel.

While I may have been enjoying using my mouth to feel her body, I knew it was time to the next step.

I placed my hands onto her bikini bottoms and began to lower them, ready to take them off and see if she would let me lick her pussy, and then maybe have sex with her.

I would have done that, if not for the fact that her damn phone range.

“God” I thought, “let that be a wrong number, or a scam call and not one of her parents.”

“I've got to get that” she me as she fished out her phone from her shorts pocket, looked at the number and said, “it's daddy.”

“Well shit” I thought to myself, “just hope he's checking up on her and that it ain't something serious.”

“Hi daddy” she answered, before half screaming, “a bear!”

“Okay, it is something serious” I thought to myself before walking over and telling her, “let me talk to your dad, please.”

Louise simply nodded and said into the phone, “Daddy, Davey wants to talk to you.”

She handed me her phone, and I brought it up to my head, speaking into it, “Mike, this I Davey, whats going on?”

“Davey” Mike spoke up, “we just saw three black bears walk by. A mama and two cubs.”

My face sunk, and my dick deflated and even went inside me a little. A black bear could be dangerous enough on their own. A black bear with cubs was 'very' dangerous, and while I did know what to do if one approached, who knows what one would do if it felt threatened and had cubs, or was hungry enough.

“Did the bears approach you at all” I asked, wanting to know a little bit more about the situation.

“No” he said, “the mama bear did look at us, but that's all. Still, I'm not sticking around with a mama bear and cubs wandering around.”

“I understand” I told him, “I'll be heading back up to the parking lot as quick as we can.”

“See you in a little bit” he told me, and hung up.

I looked at her phone, a simple enough device, so I went and put my own cell phone number into before handing it back to her.

“I put my number into your phone” I told her.

“Thanks” she said, and then gave me her number, which I put into my own phone.

She now stood in front of me fully clothed and ready to go. I grabbed my own back pack and put in on.

We walked over to the trap door, which I opened up first, and was about go down, both to catch her in case she fell, and in case that bear was out there.

“Hold on” I told her, “there's one more thing I have to do.”

She looked a bit confused before I got down on my knees and gave her a kiss, followed by two sucks to her breasts after I lifted up her shirt and bikini top, and one quick kiss to her belly button. After this I pulled her bikini top and shirt back down I gave her one more kiss, and we began our descent down the tower.

Once we were at the bottom we looked around to make sure there were no bears around. Fortunately there weren't, so we felt safe to head back up the trail, which we did as quick as we could.

From what Louise's father had told me, the bears weren't actually interested in humans, and most likely wouldn't bother with us, but still, one could not be to cautious with such animals.

Still, I was a bit disappointed I didn't get to have sex with her, but the opportunity would probably come sooner or later.

We went back up the trail just as quickly as we could, fast walking instead of running as running would have probably tired us out.

It took us maybe about fifteen minutes, but we got to the top of the hill, Louise's parents already up there and at their car.

Louise ran over to her parents and quickly got in. Mike came over to me and shook my hand, telling me, “thanks for looking after her.”

I waved him off and told him, “it's no problem Mike. Truth be told, I don't think those bears would have done anything to you guys, but still, I guess you can't be too cautious, especially with your kids around.”

He just nodded and said, “true” then shook my hand again and said, “well, see ya around.”

“Have a good one” I told him as he head back to his vehicle, and I headed back into mine.

He pulled out first, and headed back onto the parkway.

I placed my own back pack into the back of my SUV. I thought came to my head that I was missing something, and I looked into my bag and found that my sheet was missing.

“Shit” I said to myself, “I must have left it in the watchtower.”

I thought for a moment about just leaving it in the watchtower and heading on home, but instead decided to wait about twenty minutes, as that should be plenty of time for those bears to pass through.

Meanwhile I was going to sit outside my vehicle, and think about my missed opportunity.

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