/younglove/ - Pedophilia Discussion

Be careful with online chatting, anon, Chris Hansen is coming back.

>>21423

I saw her on skype many times and we met on Omegle.

Yeah tell us OP, I'd love to hear. :)

I don't have much, nothing emotional at least. Just fooling around and stuff. I did some exhibitionism and got a VERY naive immature inexperienced teen girl obsessed with big dicks, after she'd never even seen one before. I was underage a the time, by the way FBI, don't come arrest me. That was nice, but I long for a real relationship with a loli

I'd like to preface this by saying I never thought any of this would ever happen. I had browsed /younglove/ before but it was more out of a morbid curiosity than anything else. OP was just a uni student kissless virgin at 18. Never went to prom. Never went to parties. My only friends were my older brother and a few people I knew from high school and college who were also beta loners. Since about my sophomore year of high school I had browsed Omegle in the hopes of finding someone I didn't have to actually meet in person. After thousands of disconnects I finally met someone, but that's not this story. Long story short, I became too clingy and attached and she stopped wanting to talk to me. Lasted about a week and a half. Nothing too bad. It was my freshman year at college and I was majoring in physics, so having a lot of work to distract me ended up being beneficial. Anyway, so I returned to being content as a lonely beta who sat in his dorm all day watching videos or jerking off. Then came February.

I had pretty much given up entirely on meeting anyone ever again, so Omegle was more of a game to me. I'd sometimes just gaze intently at the screen while "Careless Whisper" played in the background and people would chuckle nervously than leave. I would act slightly more seriously on occasions and just play my guitar instead, but because OP's dorm has shit wifi I could rarely see people and they couldn't see or hear me, though I kept my cam off anyway. I even used the interest bar in a desperate attempt to convince myself that I would meet someone who would be just as in love with my music as I was. As you probably guessed, there wasn't anyone who knew a lot about my interests, despite them being the antithesis of partriciandom, but I digress. The day was February 3rd I recall. I had gone easily an hour on Omegle, just wasting away my time and indulging myself, when I was connected with a young girl who looked about 15. She was sitting in a room with the camera facing the wall, which was painted a vibrant red and covered in posters ranging from the good enough (Mick Jagger and Keith Richards at a concert) to the cringey (Nirvana). She was wearing a red shirt, and I'll never forget that just because I thought it was a quaint parallelism between the color of her room and the shirt. It's always cute when people match something. Anyway, she had long dirty blonde hair that made its way down her shoulders and just the most aesthetically pleasing face you could think of. I'm not sure what color you would say her eyes are, and in the picture you can't really tell, but she had these radiant amberish eyes that were like two stars, as cheesy as that sounds. I was in complete awe, but luckily she couldn't see me because my camera was off. I typed a simple "Hi" and unlike nearly everyone who encountered a black screen, she actually stayed. She would later tell me that she always left when there was a black screen, but I was the first time she had stayed. She either said "Hello" or "Hi," but either way it was nothing exciting yet. As out mutual interest was Led Zeppelin, I did the proper elitist maneuver and asked her to name every album, which she couldn't.

"Lol. I can't."

Normally I would just leave, especially since I could tell she was fairly young and OP hasn't admitted he's a Hebephile yet. However, as I hadn't really had any female contact in, well, ever, I decided to stay. Maybe it was worth it. I asked her what songs she knew and she rattled off a few lesser known tracks which did please me. On top of not being a pleb she was fairly articulate as well. She was playing music on her phone while I did so on my computer speakers. She would show me songs that I already knew and she'd grow visibly more excited with the more of her music I was familiar with. She smiled, and if any of you have ever had the great pleasure of having a little girl smile at you, it's the greatest fucking feeling there is aside from being in love or sex but I haven't had the latter so ignore that. Pause while I wait for this thread to garner more attention and I go to eat lunch.

>>21509

lol OP your story sounds similar to mine, but I had far greater success than you. I'm not saying it to brag, because spending hours online trying to get with little girls is nothing to brag about but yes I started out the same age: 18. And it started with Chatroulette actually. Way back in 2010 or 2009 even, then I moved to Omegle, then youtube, then tinychat then skype. I've had varying success from this time. Anything from just the usual omegle sexy shenanigans to a real relationship where I took a 14 year olds virginity. I could write a book on all the encounters I've had with underage girls online. But I doubt anyone would be interested.

P.S. OP, I've have no idea how you had the patience to browse omegle just using a black screen. It's tiring enough without it but actually having to get nexted by virtually everyone must suck.

Anyway, we kept talking about music and so on and I kept her age in mind so I wasn't tempted to say anything that can be construed as coming on to her. Besides, at that point I saw myself as a person with normal sexual tastes and no interest in young underdeveloped girls, despite the fact she was so goddamn beautiful. We began to talk about our personal lives, her more than me. I learned that her parents were divorced and that she had a boyfriend, but she didn't really feel anything for him. She told me she didn't believe in love and that married people only tolerate each other and all probably cheat on each other. She talked about how she cut herself (cliche, I know) but she showed me the scars and I felt bad for her.

I was friends with a little girl when I was a little boy. That's as close as I ever got.

We talked for what felt like minutes but what was in reality several hours. I would crack jokes about how it was weird for someone my age who was a sophomore in college to be talking to a 15 year old girl who had just begun high school and she would flick me off while laughing and jokingly threaten to leave. At the time I didn't feel anything for her, or at least I convinced myself I didn't. I just enjoyed the fact that anyone had really stopped to talk to me.As she was listening to Spotify or Pandora or whatever music app, "Thank You" came on, but she was too distracted by me at the moment to notice the song. I just pointed out that it was a Zeppelin song in an attempt to show off my knowledge of the band despite the song not being that unknown. She instantly loved it though and repeatedly thanked me for showing it. Feels gud man

Eventually she said that she had to leave and I said okay. She said that maybe we would see each other again but knowing the inconstancy of some f the frequenters of Omegle, I knew this wasn't likely. After she disconnected I chalked it up as a great conversation with a little girl that shouldn't ever be anything more than that. I went to bed content and hoped that I would meet someone older the next day. So a few days pass and it's the same as before-constantly getting disconnected and just not having anyone stay. But then there was a breakthrough on Saturday. I was connected with someone new and there it was; I saw the same room, the same position, and the same girl, albeit in a different dress.

"(Her name)?"

"Anon?"

She instantly put down her phone and began typing to me with an ecstatic look on her face. She told me how she never thought she'd see me again and I told her much of the same. Then she went on to say after we disconnected she stayed on for hours after looking for me again. She said she would disconnect with everyone and tell them she thought she had found her soulmate, which made me orgasm internally as well as make me feel like complete shit for just going to bed afterwards.

We picked up like old friends and began discussing music again, mostly just some of our favorite Zep songs like "Babe, I'm Gonna Leave You" and so on. She said for the past few days she had a crush on me, and I began to question my limits for how young I was willing to consider a partner. But still, I resisted. This feeling was further subsided as she told me she was sorry she lied to me. Her real age was 14 and she wasn't in high school. Fuck. The difference between 14 and 15 is suddenly a gulf when you see someone cross it. Any romantic interest in her died down as I told myself she was a middle schooler who happened to be my younger brother's age. Still. I had no one to talk to really. I had a group chat with my older brother and some mutual friends but it was rarely active or anything impactful on my life. I had a good relationship with my family but they were 7 hours away and I felt terrible wasting their time to talk about trivial things that could only be done in person. What's the big deal? I was 18, she was 14. It couldn't be that bad. She began to ask to see me and I began to worry. Would she think I'm ugly? What if she wanted nothing to do with me? What if I look like a pedo? I can't handle being stared at, especially not with the amorous eyes of a little girl oh god why. I kept telling her no and decided to go for the apathetic jokester approach and said that I was showing her a video of my band playing.

The video I linked her to was "Black" and she fell in love. It was everything that I ascertained she liked in music-slow, emotional, and acoustic (It was the MTV Unplugged performance). She said it was perfect and I felt that same warm and fuzzy feeling again. Our conversation began to drift away from music and into our personal lives. She told me how she just completely lost interest in her boyfriend even though she never loved him in the first place. She talked more about how she would feel sad for no reason and how her school had sent her to the counselor when they found deep scars on her wrists, but her mom refused to take her to the doctor. I asked why and her response was basically that her family refused to believe there was anything wrong with her and just wanted her to fit in with all the redneck white trash there and do cheer leading and anything else you'd find a stereotypical popular middle school girl doing.

>>21557

I'm turning in for the night, but feel free to ask any questions you have in the meantime before I return to add more to the story tomorrow.

I asked her if she enjoyed cheerleading and she replied with a lukewarm "kind of" and I decided not to press any further. She went more in depth into her questioning of her sexuality and told me about how her boyfriend had masturbated in front of her but it hadn't aroused her in any way. She said that they hadn't talked to each other in two days and she knew he didn't love her. Instead of trying to go full pedo and force her into leaving him then being mine (that's later on) I instead told her that maybe he does and she just has low self esteem. She still maintained that he didn't care and I didn't really want to keep talking about it anyway so we moved on. My inner feelings were starting to lose hope as I began to realize she was probably a lesbian. I asked her if the male body turned her on and she said "no," then I asked her if the thought of being penetrated (weird question I know) did, and she said the "eh." I then asked if being eaten out by a woman did anything for her and her response was a resounding "yes!"

Tl;dr, but sharing her photo on a board like this seems kind of like a dick move if you loved her.

Some mexican woman tried to get me to talk about molesting her 12 year old sister on facebook. 100% sure it was a party van so i didn't pursue

Last year I had relations with 2 girls that were sophomores and juniors in high school that I met on Twitter. They mainly just wanted weed and cash and I mainly just wanted sex. It was the best I ever had.