 FOREWORD

   In these dairy entries, a 43-year-old man chronicles his marriage to a
blonde and pretty 8-year-old girl, called Amy (now 9).  They will run, in real time, for at least 1 year with entries 2 or 3 times a week.  Amy is a
typical height and figure for her age, and is a fair-skinned girl of
English origin.  She has fine blonde hair, just past shoulder length, and
normally wears it an `Alice headband'.  She is blue-eyed with a pretty,
smiley and gentle sort of face with a few nose and cheek freckles.

   Yes, it is of course fantasy, and the author does not condone actual sex
between adults and children in this world - but the private dreams and
fictionalization of it are our right to free thought.

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   PEDO ISLAND DIARY Thursday 19th April 2012.

   `Habits with my 9yo Wife'.

   Damn, almost 3 weeks since my last entry! Time flies. Sorry, folks, if you've been following this series. If I go quiet, it just means life here is ticking along. No great dramas, nothing out of the ordinary by Island standards. This means I've been going to work - 25 hours a week as a teacher in the island school, making new friends (generally other pedo or teen-minded guys), and continuing to be lover to my 9yo wife. This is of course what many people in the old world would regard simply as 'child sex abuse'. That sounds so bad, does't it? Anyway, feel free to give your opinion (feedback email at bottom) on this. My opinion - and the Island manifesto - is that it is simply a matter of culture. Here children begin their sexual lives at 10 on average, with some being made available as brides slightly younger (like my Amy), and a small number from 4 at the very youngest. If the child is immersed into sexual ways with sensitivity, not too fast, certainly not violently, and with much affection accompanying it, then it is not in our opinion 'abuse'. Just an alternative way of life. Enough on that, philosophy is boring to many folk so I'll just describe one session which has become a habit for us now. As with any couple, after a while you tend to get set in your ways a bit.

After nearly 2 months of marriage, Amy anticipates the sessions quite a lot now. Like this evening, I was on the sofa idly watching TV but smiling at her, and she recognized the look in my eyes.

"Are we going to make love now?" she asked. It was not exactly eagerness, not in the libido sense like an adult, but more a sense of duty but with a real desire to please me. If she 'behaves well sexually', she knows she gets plenty of affection from me in other ways.

"Yes, Amy," I said, making no big deal out of it. Just a calm smile. 

Thereupon, we both did a full strip, very routine-like. I can't stress enough the delicious contrast between our bodies: a moderately hairy (in all departments, except a bit of thinning on top - well, I AM 43 :-)), 6 foot tall man, quite slim but nevertheless very broad, thick and bulky in comparison to a nude 9yo girl. She is a normal build for such an age, and 4 ft 7 in height. her skin is fair all over, but not milky white, and her soft blonde (almost golden) hair sitting around her shoulders makes her look like an angel. I am faced by an UTTERLY flat chest. I mean no tits whatsoever, not even the 'promise' of them. Just smooth skin, ribs and tiny nipples - not even any 'character' to the nipples. There is no hip-shape either. The only things to differentiate her from a boy of the same age are 1) hairstyle (the cute 'alice-band' keeping her shoulder-blade length hair in place) 2)'girlie' face, the sweet nature of her smile, showing a nice row of top white teeth, and gentleness in the blue eyes, light frecking too 3) Most obvious! - the slitted puff of flesh between her legs, more just a 'camel-toe' if ever there was than a vulva really. You would not think it could take an adult penis, as she stands here, but with patience it can take at least half. Plenty enough to ejaculate in her, which is the main thing.

She knows the position by heart: she climbs aboard the sofa, straddling my lap, settling her little butt down on my chunky (by comparison) thighs, her knees are around my hips, her crotch close up against my completely stiff and upright cock. It's a stark sight, it really is: stiff man-pole there, throbbing and twitching thicker than her entire vulva, and from balls to tip it measures along her lower abdomen skin to about her belly button. Sometimes we have to try to get it into her little coin-slot, sometimes we don't. Just depends how things pan out, and mood.

Tonight was typical. I lay my hands around her sides - so narrow! - and she does the same on me, and I begin kissing her face. Loving pecks, lusty little licks everywhere - lips, nose, eyebrows, forehead, cheeks, ears, chin. Everything is miniature. Mouth-kissing follows, a skill all of its own with such a young, small mouth. Her breath is little pockets of warm damp drafts in my mouth. She soon has to resort to breathing through her nose, as my lips seal onto hers for lengthy periods. I delve my big tongue deeply into her, and she actually goes a little cross-eyed when I do this! My hands roam all the time, venturing obsessively onto her very small round bottom. There is no female shape to it yet, really, save for a little perkiness. It is basically two tender half-moons. I tend to spend less and less time caressing them these days, before my finger goes into her anus. I have got the hang of the speed and pressure which takes it through her sphincter now, with minimum discomfort to her. Of course she has learnt how to 'let it happen' better these days too. Teamwork.

So... kissing up top, exploring her 9-year-old girl rectum with middle or index finger (I swap, but not done both at once yet). Why is it so appealing to play with a little girl's arse? Even more so than her vagina, arguably. I dunno, you tell me. * shrugs and smiles * Maybe it's because it seems like the ultimate sacrilege, depravity, whatever you want to call it. We did in fact have a littly shitty mishap a few days ago. I'll spare you the details now, but suffice it to say it kind of 'validated' the sense of the profound, dirty intimacy of encroaching on this part of her.

Well, I'll finish tonight's account quickly, because that is precisely the way it did happen. Together we tried to guide my erection into her hairless little hole. With a flinch or two from her, and some husky breathing from me, we managed to jab the head in and keep it there a few seconds while she did her lower belly-roll motions as trained - participating in her own fucking, at least in part resembling the sensuality and penetrative capability with which an adult female would do it. 

Then my male lava spouted and spluttered out and up, definately 'in' her labia, and vaginal canal, rather than on it. Her hymen is long since not an obstacle, and there's no bleeding at all, unless I'm far too 'enthusiastic' of course (it happens once every 2 weeks maybe). The semen alone is messy enough: when I removed my cock it was pooled and gloopy in her slot. I love to think of all those tadpoles swimming hard to a destination that is not there. Well, it's 'there', as in a small cervix, but "hey no eggs in here lads, what a waste of time!" 

Well, for them individual little soldiers maybe, but not for their owner - me! I will never tire of being naked with a pretty 9-year-old girl, and completing all the key sex acts with her. Most of all, I love her. It is possible for a man to be 'in love' with a child (not just in pedo lust), it really is.

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