(This is a work of complete fiction. It is a total fantasy, and I strongly
 recommend you do not even attempt to do anything even close to actions
 taken herein. All of us have our demons, our skeletons. We all have
 baggage, this is mine. I want to have sex with kids. I don't do it
 however, and this is how I deal with it. If you feel the need to indulge
 in this lifestyle and engage in acts of incest and pedophilia realize that
 there are reasons why it is illegal. If caught, you will be imprisoned. 
You will be raped in prison, probably repeatedly. They hate pedophiles in
 prison. When you get out you will be scorned and labeled as scum of the
 earth. You will be forced to register as a sex offender and notify all
 your neighbors what you did. They will hate and despise you. You will
 wear a scarlet letter the rest of your life. Your friends and family will
 shun you. You will almost certainly die alone and unloved. I'm not saying
 it's right, I'm not saying it's wrong. That's just the way it is. People
 don't like adults that fuck kids. With their permission or not, whether
 you are related or not. So if you haven't been warned before, you have
 now. Having sex with children is illegal. Don't do it)
 
Kristina, the begining
 
I know a girl that is so beautiful it's all I can do to keep my hands
 off of her when she comes over. I want to hold her and hug her, kiss her
 and tell her how much I absolutely adore her. What's the problem? Well
 she's my cousin.
 
Bigger problem? She's actually my WIFE'S cousin.
 
And the deal breaker? She's eleven.
 
She isn't some Lolita nymphet, perfect of form and built like a
 miniature porn star like some stories you read. She isn't simply a woman
 proportionally smaller. She's an awkward teenager who is growing into her
 body. Never quite sure if the clothes she likes are the clothes that make
 her look good. Worried her hair makes her face to round, or if her makeup
 makes her look "whorey". She's always worried if she looks fat or if
 things match properly. Kristina (Krissy) is tall for an 11 year old at
 5'4" and chubby at 120 pounds or so, which adds to the anxiety that all
 girls that age feel. Her boobs are small and her butt big. She
 continually tries different hair styles and "looks" trying to find one that
 she is both comfortable with and hides the "flaws" that she feels she has.
 She's aware of boys, and of sex. She's becoming aware that her appearance
 has an effect on men, but not sure what she wants that reaction to be. I
 hate that she isn't as confident as she should be; she is so adorable and
 VERY SMART. It breaks my heart that she does not love herself as much as
 she should, as much as I do. When she smiles it's so innocent and pure it
 makes my heart melt...... and dick throb. I want to caress her and kiss
 her until she realizes how wonderful and beautiful she is. And of course I
 can't do any of this, because in case I forgot to mention, she is my wife's
 cousin.
 
And she is only eleven.
 
It started a few years ago. Krissy stays with us for a weekend or two a
 month while her parents get shit-faced, falling over drunk. So inebriated
 they don't want their daughter to see them that way, and also because I'm
 fairly certain more goes on in their basement with her father's Harley
 Davidson riding friends than just throwing back a few cases of Budweiser.
 But that's neither here nor there...
 
On one occasion when Krissy came over, right around the time Michael
 Jackson had died she professed that she had no real idea of who Michael
 Jackson was. She was only 9 at the time, maybe only 8, so it occurred to
 me that she had never known of him as a singer, just as that weird guy. So
 we got on the "On Demand" TV and found some old Michael Jackson videos. 
Thriller. Beat it. Smooth criminal. We tried to put into context who he
 was. He was like Justin Beiber, Justin Timberlake and Celo Green. He was
 bigger than big. I think she understood. We watched them all again. My
 wife decided she was tired and headed off to bed. Krissy and I stayed up
 to play Super Mario Bros. on the Wii. We wound up sitting close to each
 other so she and giggling together as we furiously tried to complete the
 simple, yet maddeningly frustrating game. It was fun. It was summertime
 and she was only wearing a tight night shirt and some shorts that probably
 fit her fine at the beginning of the school year, but now they were small
 and tight fitting. She constantly needed to adjust them and I got more
 than a few peeks at her little girl panties. I realized how aroused I was
 becoming watching her adjust her shorts, rubbing her hands around areas I
 probably shouldn't be wanting to see. I could still smell the scent of
 some fruity shampoo she had washed her hair with earlier. I had kind of
 paused playing the game and was staring at her, my gaze lingering a little
 too long as she turned her head and exclaiming something about what I
 wasn't doing in the game. Apparently we were supposed to be doing
 something and I had paused to stare at her, suddenly realizing that I found
 her attractive. She was smiling broadly and turned her gaze to meet mine.
 She paused and looked at me quizzically. "What are you looking at? What?"
 she asked with a squinty eye and shriveled up nose, but still with an
 impish grin. "I was just thinking how pretty you are." I blurted out, not
 being able to think of a decent lie. She smiled and looked back to the TV
 embarrassed but flattered I think. She went back to playing Wii until one
 of the controllers batteries died. It was only 11:30, and neither of us
 was tired, so she asked if we could watch some of the Michael Jackson
 videos again. She thought the dancing was cool, which of course it is. 
While flipping through the list trying to find them she saw some other
 videos she wanted to watch so we watched those. Pretty soon it was almost
 1am and we were going through every genre finding things to watch. We were
 watching a Red Hot Chili Peppers video, because one of her friends at
 school said they dress funny. It was then I noticed her adjusting her
 shorts again out of the corner of my eye and I turned to look and maybe
 catch a peek when I realized she was doing more than adjusting them this
 time. At some point she had kind of turned and leaned into a corner of the
 couch, her right leg dangling over the edge and her left leg up on the
 couch, her legs had spread slightly. She had been pulling the small flimsy
 shorts down as they seemed to be continually riding up on her. She would
 reach down between her thighs and pull them down, only to have to repeat
 this almost every time she moved even slightly. But this time her hands
 had stayed on the inside of her legs. After pulling her shorts down where
 they belong her hands stayed, slightly moving over the very tops of her
 thighs. This placed her thumbs almost directly over her most delicate
 area. She seemed entranced by Anthony Keadis on screen, and I don't even
 think she realized that she was openly groping herself right in front of
 me. She wasn't openly pawing herself, just lazily rubbing the inside of her
 thighs while her legs were spread. Not lewdly splayed open, but not
 exactly lady-like either. I became aware I was openly staring at her, a
 gaze of wanton lust. I was aroused. I was erect. My mouth was dry and my
 breathing was shallow. I wondered how her little pussy looked, how it
 felt, how it must taste. Ooooh my.... My dry mouth is cured as I suddenly
 start salivating over the thought of licking her pudgy mound, clearly
 visible through her ill-fitting shorts. I remember I had to swallow to
 keep from drooling. I wanted to bury my head between her thighs and taste
 her preteen pussy. I could see in her eyes she was turned on by the men on
 the TV, well, as much as a 9 year old can be spontaneously aroused anyways.
 She certainly seemed to like the feel of her inner thighs though....
 
The video ended and once again she caught me staring. She blushed and
 smiled; she twisted herself up, and placed her chin on her shoulder and
 said "Whhaaaaat?" in a very cute way.
 
"I...I..Just...can't get over how cute you are. You are growing up to
 be a very pretty girl!" I said plainly.
 
She blushed again. It was late and she was tired. I was thoroughly
 confused, maybe even a little scared. I mean the night had started with
 some innocent video game playing and suddenly I am finding myself with a
 raging hard-on and attracted to my very, very underage cousin. I went
 upstairs and went to sleep. Krissy slept on the couch.
 
And so it went for several years. Krissy stays with us for sometimes
 one night, sometimes all weekend at least once a month, sometimes twice. I
 watch her grow from a cute nine year old into a slightly chubby and
 absolutely adorable 11 year old girl. Her smile could melt icebergs. Her
 eyes are equal parts joy and mischief. I never really get close to her, I
 mean I can't exactly hug and kiss her too much. I can't sit RIGHT NEXT TO
 HER every time. I can't make my attraction to obvious. And to be honest I
 wasn't even sure what to do about it. I mean, I want to kiss her and hug
 her. I want to cuddle, caress and touch her. It took me awhile to come to
 grips with it...but..Yea...I wanted to fuck my cousin. My underage cousin.
 It's not easy coming to terms with sudden emerging thoughts of incest and
 pedophilia. It's something that kind of takes some getting used to. It's
 something one struggles with at first. But after each visit, after each
 impish grin and flash of skin, I knew that I loved this girl. That I
 wanted to be with her and it was an itch that I just had to scratch.
 
But...how does one do that exactly? How do you seduce an eleven year
 old? I mean...really.... How do you do that? To read some of the stories
 and accounts online it's as simple as flashing your cock at a preteen girl
 and she goes from zero-to-megalsut in 1.2 seconds. It makes for good
 fantasy, isn't very realistic. Taking a girl swimming and expecting her to
 suddenly decide to skinny dip just isn't a plan that's going to work out
 very often, if ever. Real life girls simply do not respond to suddenly
 being groped by their much older, and married, cousin by saying: "Oh yea
 right there. Rub my Pee-Pee...that feels good".
 
More often than not they would respond by saying "....the mean man
 touched me here, officer...."
 
I poke around online. I read a lot of stories on ASSTR and Literotica
 on the subject trying to glean as much information as I can from the ones
 that sound the most credible. (And getting really turned on by the ones
 that weren't) I found a few websites with chat rooms that had some people
 who offered advice, some of it made sense. Most of it did not. ICQ was
 even less help. I suppose it was naïve to get an honest answer to the
 question "Anyone in here have any experience in pedo and incest IRL? Any
 advice on how to seduce an 11/f?" The most common response was waiting till
 she's asleep and have my way with her. If she wakes up just Jedi
 mind-trick her into thinking if she tells anyone that she will be sent away
 forever to a bad girls school and I would go to jail (And you wouldn't want
 that would you?). Not only is that advice stupid, but Krissy isn't stupid
 either. She's very smart and wouldn't fall for that for a second. And
 besides, I love her, sincerely I do. I don't want to molest or abuse her.
 Maybe that doesn't make much sense to some of you. But I decided that I
 was a pedophile. Not a predator. Not a rapist. But therein lies the
 problem.
 
I cannot force myself on her, not with a clear conscious anyways. I
 really even didn't like the idea of using my age and experience to expose
 her to things she wasn't ready for. To somehow trick her into letting me
 do whatever I wanted. And I can't wait for her to want me, which is simply
 not realistic. Eleven year olds do not suddenly decide one day to engage
 in sex with a 30 year old man. So... do I just continue fucking my wife
 imagining it's my adorable cousin, or do I figure out a way to make her
 want me as much as I want her, Without putting my entire life at risk? I
 come up with a plan, it has a low chance of success, but it's better than
 nothing and I simply have to try.
 
The next time Krissy comes over is much the same as every other time. 
We take her out to a restaurant that she would otherwise never get to go
 too (her parents have enough money for beer but not a nice dinner for their
 family. Idiots) and take her shopping and let her get one thing she really
 wants. She works hard and gets good grades; she should have some nice
 things. She really is a good kid. We go back home and usually play Wii or
 PS3. Sometimes Mario Kart or one of those goofy dance games. Around 11ish
 my wife gets tired and goes to bed leaving Krissy and I downstairs to
 continue playing games. I put in a game I bought for a specific purpose,
 Monkey ball. You drive around a monkey in a giant plastic ball trying to
 navigate through a maze and traps. It uses the motion controller a lot. 
Krissy starts playing and she's not very good, no one is at first, and it
 takes a lot to get used to it. So I get behind her on the couch and spread
 my legs around hers so she is sitting directly in between my legs with back
 pressed to my chest. I reach around and place my hands on her hands, all
 under the guise of helping her navigate through the game. This places my
 chin almost directly on her right shoulder, and she smells wonderful. Some
 people like the "new-born baby" smell, or the always popular "new-car"
 smell. I've become quite addicted to the "pre-teen girl' smell. It's a
 mix of fruity shampoo and flavored Chap Stick. Of silly perfume and face
 wash. They smell so clean and happy. Krissy smells like a giggling elf.
 She feels wonderful and smells even better. I am rock hard and I hope she
 doesn't realize that my 8" cock is pressed into the small of her back. She
 lets me guide her hands through the level, laughing the whole time. We
 complete the level and she cheers. We hug from behind and I nuzzle into
 her neck, but it's a short lived embrace as she is ready to start the next
 level. Pretty soon she doesn't even need m help, but I stay behind her
 anyways, instead of guiding her hands I am simply lightly running my
 fingers over her arms. She either doesn't care that I am caressing her, or
 more than likely to engrossed in the game to notice. I resist the urge to
 rub her tummy, or even better her budding tits. Last time she was over I
 noticed that she old enough and developed enough that she probably should
 be wearing a bra. We stay in this position for an hour or so, and my cock
 is aching. I have been hard and horny for over an hour. She starts making
 mistakes and is beginning to lose interest, she is getting sleepy. I
 suggest she lies down and she agrees. She curls up on the couch and starts
 watching some silly Disney show. I make sure to turn the volume down
 pretty low, because I am going to want her to hear something in a minute. I
 go into the office and bring up, what else, but porn. I intentionally
 leave the door open. The wife is upstairs, and I know since Krissy and I
 have been playing games she shut the bedroom door, there's no way she can
 hear anything. I whip out my engorged cock and do what I have been doing
 for months now, watching some cute chubby teenager get fucked while I
 imagine that it is Krissy and me. I know this video well; it's one of my
 favorites. The girl is chubby, by porn star standards and is wearing
 things that look identical to things Krissy owns (well ok she isn't wearing
 much. But she has shoes and socks on and the remnants of a shirt around
 her waist.) Her hair is done up in a way I have seen Krissy wear her hair
 many times as well. I figured out previously the perfect volume level,
 just loud enough to reach the living room but not so loud that it sounds
 intentional. I stroke my cock, and boy did it need it. Even if Krissy
 doesn't hear it and come looking, which is my plan, at least I'll be able
 to beat the cum out this persistent cock of mine. The girl on screen looks
 like an 18 year old dressed and acting like a 12 year old, it's a 21 minute
 video and it's at about 13th minute, the audible sounds of a woman being
 fucked have been noticeable for about 5 minutes. And then I hear the best
 sound I've ever heard in my life, a creaky floorboard from outside the
 door, and then the sounds of pitter pattering feet. She was there, outside
 the door, peering through the crack and watching me stroke my dick. I
 pause for a second and have a brief conversation with myself to make sure
 if I really want to go through with the next step. My hard cock and image
 of Krissy rubbing her thighs remind me that I most definitely do. I pause
 the video and go out to the living room, where Krissy is or course trying
 to pretend to be asleep.
 
"Krissy" I say quietly and plainly. No response.
 
"Krissy....Honey I know you were in the hallway just now. I'm not
 mad...really. We just need to talk". She opens her eyes, but doesn't look
 at me. She stares at the TV, curled up in the fetal position with her
 hands together at her chin. I go over and kneel on the floor in front of
 her and place my hand in her hair and lightly stroke it, she is still
 staring straight ahead. I can tell she's scared...or confused.... Maybe
 both. I want to hold her so bad...but I have to do this without scaring
 her further. Grabbing her in a large embrace could do that. I need to
 keep my voice smooth and consoling, comforting.
 
"Krissy I'm not mad. Really. I thought I had shut the door all the
 way. You aren't mad at me, are you?" She immediately and emphatically
 shakes her head no, but still doesn't look anywhere but straight ahead. 
"I'm sorry I woke you up. I think we should keep this as our little
 secret, ok? Your parents might not like it and I don't want to make anyone
 mad. Do you think you can keep a secret?" and gives me a very quick glance
 and nod yes. I can tell she feels a lot better knowing I won't tell
 anyone.
 
"You know I love you very much, don't you Krissy?" I say as warm and
 comforting as I can. It isn't hard, it's the truth. She squeaks at a
 crackled "Yea..." and gives me another quick look. I smile and kiss her
 forehead; I wish her goodnight as I start to walk away.
 
Now is the big moment. This is the fulcrum of the plan. This is where
 it ends or if it continues. Up till now has been my doing, my attempt at
 initiating things. The game was planned to get her used to feeling my
 touch very closely. If she had moved away, I would have stopped. The
 video was left loud enough for her to hear and the door left open for her
 to see. I knew she would come look, I mean, what kid wouldn't? They are
 all so filled with curiosity at that age. But if she had not come to look
 it would have ended there. Up till now it has been all me, but now is
 where she decides things. This is where she decides how far this will go.
 
Before leaving the room, I turn around and in a sheepish and unsure
 voice I ask" Umm...Krissy... would you like to...you know... see more of
 the video?" She looks at me, fairly surprised for a second or two, and then
 she looks back at the TV. She shrugs "I don't care" she says shyly. I
 knew she would do this. She's too embarrassed to come right out and say
 yes, the "I don't care" is her way of saying she does. I can barely
 contain my excitement. I want to jump up and down and cheer! I calmly
 walk over and offer her my hand."Come one. It's ok Krissy. I'll show
 you." I say evenly, all the while smiling a small reassuring smile. She
 looks up at me from her place on the couch; I give her a quick, playful
 wink and broaden my smile.
 
There's a pause.... She doesn't reach out and grab my hand. I'm
 suddenly frozen. My initial glee dissipates instantly when I realize maybe
 she doesn't want to come. Maybe I shouldn't be so happy; maybe this is
 where it ends. It lasted probably two seconds, it felt like 2 hours. Just
 as I am about to retract my hand, I see her slowly move. Her arm slowly
 comes out from beneath the blanket she's wrapped herself in and takes my
 hand. We walk hand in hand to the office; she's still wrapped in a blanket
 using her free hand to hold it over her shoulders like a shroud. The lewd
 and pornographic image of a teenage girl getting fucked by her teacher
 still displayed on the screen. I get another chair and sit it right next
 to me. She immediately sits and starts staring at the image on the screen.
 Before I can even restart the video she blurts out "WOW cool...I have boots
 just like those!" I act pleasantly surprised and agree with her that they
 are very nice boots, but of course I knew that. It's one of the reasons I
 picked this video to watch. Aside from the slightly chubby size of the
 girl and her hair, the boots were the main reason I was watching this. I
 want to make sure she can image and picture herself doing the things she
 sees on screen. If the girl was brunette instead of a blonde you would
 have thought it was Krissy in about 4 years.
 
I start the video back up, and turn the sound down even further. She
 immediately is riveted to the acts on screen. I switch back and forth
 between watching the video and watching her reaction. She alternates
 between an open mouth look of amazement to licking her lips. At one point
 she bites her lower lip and my mind races thinking about what she is doing
 underneath the blanket. The action on screen heats up, getting to my
 favorite part where the girl has her knees pushed back under her arms, the
 girl reaches up and grabs the bottoms of her feet and pulls them down into
 her armpits, spreading her pussy wide for the grown man to pound her
 hairless rhythmically and forcefully. Every 20 strokes or so he pulls out
 and slides up and shoves his pussy juice soaked cock into to her mouth. 
After getting it slickened up enough he slides down and shoves it back in
 her. Each time she opens her mouth up wide to take it in her mouth, and
 each time he slams it into her pussy she moans lewdly. At one point when
 he pulls his cock from her mouth she spits on his cock. So hot. Soooo
 fuckin hot. I can't help it anymore and I start stroking my cock through
 my baggy sweat pants. Pretty soon the action climaxes with the man
 spraying the girl down with a load of cum on her tits and face. Her mouth
 wide open hoping to catch a stray glob straight from the cock onto her
 tongue. It fades out as she's scoops cum from her faces and licks it from
 her fingers. I look at Krissy and her face is priceless, frozen shock and
 awe. Her eyes are wide and her mouth slightly open. "Would you like to
 see another one?" I ask. She immediately nods approval, no more of this "I
 don't care nonsense". She's into it now, no more need for shyness or being
 coy. She also notices that my hand is on my cock, the outline is clearly
 visible through the fabric. I can see her stare at this for a second, her
 eyes fixed to my crotch and gaze makes my cock twitch reflexively with
 desire. When it moves she turns her attention back to the blank screen. I
 pick out another video that I have preselected and `favorite' for quick
 All of these videos are of young girls, done up to appear even
 younger, and slightly chubby. All the scenes are situations she can
 imagine herself in. In a classroom, at a playground, in a very girly pink
 bedroom complete with boy-band posters. We watch a couple more and then
 comes the video I have high hopes for. It's an adorable girl, dressed
 perhaps a little too lewdly for realism, but then at this point I think
 Krissy would be able to suspend belief. It shows a young girl reading some
 silly girl magazine looking through the pages and rolls over to look at the
 pictures of the cute boys on the posters on her wall. A small sign
 proclaims "Maria's room" in a sparkly pink font. She starts to rub on
 herself, then lifts her legs up and removes her panties and places her feet
 on top of her head board. She has each foot as far too each side as
 possible leaving her legs spread wide and flat on her back staring up at
 the wall behind her bed. She begins to rub her bald pussy, alternating
 between sliding a single finger in and palming her whole pussy. She really
 gets into, and then reaches for the side table and pulls out a hairbrush.
 She sucks on the handle of it, getting it wet with spit before lying back
 down and using the brush to frig herself. Kaitlyn has been glued to the
 screen through all of these videos, silently watching all the fucking and
 sucking with a quiet fascination. But at the image of this she suddenly
 spurts out:
 
"She's using a hairbrush!" in the same tone of voice she used when she
 noticed the girl wearing the same type of boots. She's not surprised. She
 said that because it's something she has also done! I realize she is happy
 because she is seeing something on screen that she does too! That couldn't
 have been anymore perfect; I couldn't have planned that any better. I also
 notice that she used the hand that was holding the blanket around her to
 point at the screen, the blanket is now open enough for me to notice that
 her other hand is buried between her legs. Her knees are together and her
 pants are up, but she has been rubbing her mound through her pants this
 whole time. She catches me looking down to where her hand is and then
 pulls the blanket closed again. Apparently still a little shy about that.
 Before I turn back to watch the video I catch her look down again to where
 my hand is still slowly groping my dick through my sweats, and this time
 her gaze lingers a little, if only for an extra second. We make eye
 contact and it is electric. She kind of giggles and so do I. We're both
 not only really turned on but it's late and we're getting into that silly
 stage. It takes ever ounce of willpower I have to not grab her right then
 and there and kiss, lick and grope every inch of her delicious preteen
 body. I want her so bad it feels like my cock is going to burst. I could
 have driven a nail into an oak tree my dick was so hard. The noise from
 the screen pulled our attention away from each other. Ahhh yes...now the
 good part...
 
The girl on screen is surprised when her Uncle catches her in such a
 position, wildly friggin her soaked cunt with a hairbrush and using the
 other to rub her tits. She is scared and embarrassed as her Uncle
 chastises her, and she begs him not to tell anyone. Again, I chose this
 video intentionally because of the incest element, all to get her used to
 the idea, and hopefully willing. And well, it isn't long before "Uncle
 Mike" is balls deep in his niece's mouth, pussy and ass. Halfway through
 the video Krissy has leaned back in the chair and let the blanket fall
 open. As she watches the action on screen I am watching her bite her lip
 and gently rub her crotch, using all four fingers, over her clothes while
 her legs are still held tight together. I am openly stroking my cock
 through my sweats, and no one within 100 yards could have mistaken what the
 two of us were doing right then, video or no video. I want to pull it out
 and fist myself freely but I don't want to scare her away. Just then, as I
 am mesmerized by my beautiful niece openly pleasuring herself in front of
 me, she lets out a barely audible gasp. She sucks air back in and lets out
 the sexiest "oooh" I have ever heard. I can tell by the sounds from the
 screen that mike has just shoved his cock in Maria's chubby ass; the first
 time in any of these videos anal has been seen. The look and sound on her
 face is too much, I grunt a little as I blow a quart of cum in my pants. I
 feel like my entire body is being emptied. Krissy doesn't even notice, to
 fascinate by the look of Uncle Mike pounding his niece's ass. Maria's is
 screaming her approval and begs for more. Krissy is rubbing herself
 quicker, and her breathing is changed. I feel light headed, and feel the
 euphoric calmness that washes over a man after a particularly good orgasm.
 Even though my heart is racing and breathing rapid, I feel calm and warm.
 Only small surges of leftover ecstasy occasionally fire through some
 synapse, reminding me of the power of the load I just blew off. I can tell
 by the sounds of the video that Uncle Mike is going to come soon, and he
 does. Emptying his balls onto the back and gaping asshole of his niece's
 ass. She reaches around and smears the cum all around her slowly
 retracting sphincter in a nasty display so lewd it makes my shrinking cock
 twitch with approval. She thanks her Uncle for fucking her ass and the
 video stops.
 
As it ends I am still a little spent, and more than a little slumped
 into my chair. The huge wet stain now forming in the front of my shorts
 evidence of my contribution to the night's festivities. Krissy looks at
 me, wondering why I'm not starting the next video. I suppose the look on
 my face gave it away, and my slumped into the chair drew attention to the
 cum stain in my pants. It wasn't my intent to draw attention to it, but at
 this point I didn't care enough to try and hide it either. She saw, and
 stared. I could almost see the wheels turning in her head, and the light
 bulb goes on when she realized what I had done. I briefly forgot that this
 was real-life and not some fantastic alternate universe where the first
 time an 11 year old sees a cum stain she begs to clean it up. Instead she
 pulls the blanket back around her tightly and asks hopefully "Are we gonna
 watch some more?" I load up one more Uncle/niece video and let it play
 through. It's a short one that doesn't have any lead up, just straight to
 the hardcore fucking part. It's still pretty hot though. After that its 3
 am, and I'm ready to fall asleep right there, and even Krissy seems to be
 slowing down. I close everything, delete the history and walk her back to
 the couch. She lies down and I kneel next to her.
 
"I had a really good time with you tonight, Krissy" I say while stroking
 her hair. She nods in a way that is hard to read. "Did you?"
 
"Oh yea!" she nods emphatically. That makes me feel a lot better. "You
 know you can't talk to anyone else about this, right? Not even your best
 friends?" She nods again. I smile and kiss her forehead; I nuzzle in her
 neck and tell her she is beautiful and that I love her. She smiles and
 nods again. I can tell that while she suddenly understands the concept of
 orgasm and ass fucking, she doesn't get the concept of pillow talk. So I
 let it go at that and head upstairs. The night went better than I could
 have ever hoped.