Check out the Community Center

It’s a pretty normal looking community center, not that you go to a lot of community centers.

There’s kids, adults, teenagers. A bustle of activity. You don’t see the official looking woman, but you do see a girl who might be the one from last night… from behind. You take a close look, taking her in, petite frame, nice shoulders, soft round little ass.

“Can I help you?” Someone says to you.

Damn. What were you thinking staring so intensely? Now you’re gonna get kicked out of the place before you can even start poking around.

You look over at who said that. It’s another young girl sitting at a table, wearing a sundress and a sticker that says “Ask Me.”

You scramble to make something up “I’m uh, interested in your after school programs here.”

“Oh yeah?” She seems rightfully suspicious.

“Yeah, my work schedule has changed so I can’t pick my daughter up from school and I thought maybe she could come here.”

“Yeah? What’s your daughters name?” The girl asks. You like her. You like her pluck. You like her pretty face. You feel a kinship with anyone who asks too many questions.

You give the first girl’s name that comes to you. “Mindy”

“Does Mindy like games?” The girl asks intently. That’s a very strange question, you think and you give the girl a perplexed look. She responds with a whisper. “I know why you’re here.”

“You do?” Well this is an interesting development.

“But I can’t help you unless you say the password.” She glances around.

You glance around too, to see what she might be looking for or at, when you notice that the petite schoolgirl from last night has made it a good 20 feet away from you. Shit. “Hang on, I’ll be right back.” You jog over to her and put your hand on her bare shoulder.

She turns to look at you. It’s not the same girl. Damn.

So you head back to the table, which is suddenly empty. Double damn.

“I think you’d better go.” A big security guard steps toward you, his voice deep and serious.

“What if I got more questions about the games?” You say with impertinence.

“We only got one game for you here, and it’s Sorry.” He says somewhat cryptically, gesturing toward the door.

Okay, you don’t want to get beat up. So you leave, feeling like all you learned is that things are stranger than you’d have expected.

Your office is only only a few blocks away so you decide to walk back, maybe make some calls about what’s up with this place. You get down to the corner when you hear a voice.

“Mister! Wait up.” It’s the ‘Ask Me’ girl running to catch up with you. You stop to let her. You hadn’t fully appreciate before just how pretty she is. “I just lost my job because of you.” She says with a frown.

“That’s too bad” you say, “I really thought you had the beginnings of a career there.” You try not to chuckle.

“You really weren’t there for the games?” She asks, sounding truly perplexed. Her hand presses against your right arm and she slides her fingers down to your wrist then back up to your elbow. She smiles at you suggestively. “What if I tell you the password and then you can go back and say you’re there for the games and maybe spend some money and they’ll think I was right and hire me back.”

You’re sold. But you can’t seem too eager. “Well… what’s in it for me? Aside from losing some money.”

“Oh you’ll have a good time mister,” she clasps her fingers with yours and pulls you into a nearby ally. “You like good times, don’t you?” She reaches her other hand behind her neck and swiftly unties the knot in her dress back there. It falls to her feet revealing nothing underneath.

It’s a nice sight… very nice. Small but perky tits and a soft bald twat. She takes your hand and places it on her tit. You squeeze, feeling her surprisingly big nipple stiffen in your palm.

“I want to be part of the games there so bad. But they say I can’t…” her other hand works quickly undoing your pants.“They said I’m too dumb to be part of it. Can you believe that?”

Considering she just revealed some likely illegal scheme to a total stranger, yeah, you can believe it.

She gets your stiff cock out into the mid-day air. Then flips her body around, puts her arms against a nearby dumpster, arches her back, and presents herself to you.

You spit on your hand, quickly rub it across your member as you grab it, position it up to her tight asshole and aggressively push yourself inside her.

She gasps. “Yesthankyoumister!” And you start to thrust. Her whole tight body shudders, “Fuckmemister! Fuckmemister! Fuckmemister!” If you didn’t know better, you’d start to think that everyone in this city was even hornier than usual.

“What’s the password?” You ask, knowing that this moment with your cock deep inside her, gives you the best leverage.

“Tell them you want to play a g…. YES! Fuckmehard! Fuckmehard!”

You grab her hair and pull it hard. “Concentrate!” She’s breathing very heavily now. Her body is lost in passion. But it’s a thin, easily controlled body, and you’re in control. “Do you even know? Maybe you are too dumb to be part of this.” You still don’t really even know what ‘this’ is.

She grits her teeth. “I’mtoodumb. I’msodumb! Fuckmydumbass!”

You tug her hair harder, feeling her whole body tighten up and squeeze your cock. “The password!”

“Tell them you want to play a game. And when they ask what game… say…”