(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 seduction
	Krissy spent the night and went home the next day, needless to say it was fairly awkward. I was hoping guilt hadn't set in for her, being around my wife could have caused such feelings to set in. On the few occasions I had the opportunity too that morning I made sure to tell her how much fun I had, how much I loved her and how beautiful I think she is. Her reaction...was....well, mixed. Krissy's parents aren't very affectionate, and she is the same way. So gauging her reaction to hugs and forehead kisses is hard since she really isn't used to that kind of affection. She didn't pull away when I hug her and tell her these things, but she doesn't beam with love and appreciation either. I do notice that during the week she goes through her Facebook and tags me in a few pictures she has. She posted a picture on my wall of a dog that looks like mine dressed like Batman with some funny caption, and I realize she is thinking of me. So I think her and I are good.
	This past weekend, much to our surprise Krissy actually asks her parents if she can come stay the whole weekend with us, not because her parents want to ditch her to drink, but because she wants to! YES!
	I don't know if I can convey the joy I had. Probably very similar to the excitement a junior high school boy feels the first time he tells a girl he likes her and she admits to liking him too. It's kind of embarrassing to be this happy about a 12 year old coming to stay over at my house. I try to repress my lingering feelings of guilt towards my wife too. All I try to think about while my wife goes to pick her up is how much I love Krissy, how much I want her and if she says stop, I will.
	We go out to eat, go shopping and home for some video games. About 11 I quit the games in part because I don't think my wife will go to bed as long as I'm still playing, and also because whatever dance-dance game they have going on tires my ass out. Trying to keep up with a 12 year girl in a dance game is aerobic suicide!
	I go off to the office to troll around Facebook, Ebaums and other sites that seemingly can waste time at an alarming rate. It's not long before its midnight and my wife goes to bed even more tired than I was. It's dark and quiet. I can't hear the TV in the living room but I can see the flickering glow creeping down the hallway. I know Krissy is on the couch because only one set of feet went up the stairs. I wait what seems like days, I promise myself I'll wait an hour to make sure the wife is asleep. All I can think about is the image of Krissy rubbing her little preteen pussy through her pajama bottoms last week. My dick aches it is so hard. I can tell it's probably some bright shade of red. I only make it only 45 minutes. I go out to the living room and Krissy is wide awake on the couch and even though she is covered by a blanket, I can tell by the way she is laying and the lump under the blanket that she probably has her hand shoved between her soft thighs. We make eye contact in the dim room and my heart is pounding. It's pointless to even try and hide the raging hard-on I have in my shorts. I motion with my hand and kind of wave her to follow me. I can tell she is suppressing a smile as she gets up from the couch, blanket and all. She bites her bottom lip like a sexy minx and quickly crosses the room. Half way down the hall I stop her and place my hands on her shoulders that are covered with a blanket.
	"Krissy, you know you don't have to come right?" She nods.
	"And if we do anything, ANYTHING, you don't want to do, promise me you will tell me to stop, OK?" She nods again. I take her cheek in the palm of my hand and run my other hand down to her waist. I pull her close and press my throbbing cock flat against her stomach. It twitches with the contact. The only thing I can feel is the heat of her body on my dick. Only two thin layers of clothing separates us. 
	"Have you ever kissed a boy, Krissy?" I ask in a very mischievous way. I try to put on my best silly grin and hide the unadulterated lust I am really feeling. She nods nervously, as if I would be mad that she's kissed a boy. Her embarrassment is so adorable it makes me want her even more, as if that was possible.
	"Can I kiss you?" I say in a practiced shy voice. She nods yes, but she's staring at my chest, too nervous to look me in the eye. I place my finger on her chin and raise it up till she's looking me in the eye; I pull her close and kiss her. Not a slobbery open mouth tongue kiss, I don't want to frighten her. But a very passionate deep kiss. I pull her even closer, and I just can't help but grind my cock into her stomach a little. It's reflexive, my dick wants to be inside that sexy preteen tummy more than any place else in the world. The slight friction of rubbing my cock on her belly is almost enough to make me blow right there. We break the embrace and I see her grinning from ear to ear. She looks down and sees my dick straining to get out and she giggles. It is kind of funny looking when you look at it.
	We go into the office and take our seats. I thought about what kind of videos I wanted her to see and thought some Stickam and Omegle vids would be good, especially ones where the girl is laughing and having fun showing off her body on cam. Anything to make her feel like being exposed and naked is a fun thing, and nothing to be embarrassed of. Apparently she has other ideas. She wants to see the videos from last week. She wants to see boys too. I pay more attention this week and notice that she gets very excited and rubs her herself harder and faster once the fucking starts. Not the oral, not the foreplay...this girl likes to see people FUCK. The blanket is an afterthought as she openly frigs her pussy through her pajama bottoms. I'm not even watching the video, I'm watching her and she is glued to the lewd action on the monitor. The chubby girl with the same boots from last week is getting fucked from behind hard right now, and Krissy's mouth falls open and lets out a small `coo'. A slight gasp, and that's it for me, I'm going for it. Enough already. I pull my shorts down and pull my 8" cock out. It isn't obscenely long, but it is a good width. Aside from a small tuft of hair I left over it I am completely shaved. Krissy takes a second to notice, and when she does she stops and stares at my exposed pole. I stroke it slow but tight, I'm staring right at her face soaking in her expression as I jerk off in front of my 12 year old cousin. The look on her face is priceless, I can feel the shock and awe in her stare. I can imagine for her it is very surreal moment. I reach over and place my hand on her knee, slightly pushing to open her thighs. She offers no resistance her gaze comes off my cock that's well within her reach and finds my eyes. She may be young and inexperienced, but she knows what I'm about to do.
	"Are you comfortable with this?" she nods almost robotically. I don't even push and she opens her legs a little more. She moves her hand away from her crotch in anticipation that my hand will soon take its place. I position myself in front of her and lightly rub up and down the tops of her thighs. I slide my hands up and back, each pass getting closer to her little cunny. I increase the pressure of my strokes, and my thumbs brushing at the very top of the inside of her legs.
	"Are you sure?" I ask her. There is no mistake in her response. A rapid series of quick nods indicates she not only wants me to touch her, she lacks the ability to even speak the words. I realize her little virgin pussy is probably soaked as it has ever been right now and I immediately begin to salivate at the thought. I move my hands down to her knees, pull her closer and lift her legs up and drape them over the tops of my thighs. She slouches down in the seat; with her legs now draped over the tops of mine. I can spread her wide open just by moving my knees apart. I start to rub her legs again, this time focusing more on the upper inner thigh. Her pajamas are pulled tight, her pudgy little girl mound is visible through the thin material. I can't take it anymore and I rub my thumb across the top of her concealed pussy. She outright gasps and just melts. She looks like every bone in her body was just removed. I continue to rub her pussy through her bottoms and I feel slight tremors flying through her legs. Small little contractions. Her eyes are closed and mouth is hanging open. There's no turning back now. Most of her weight is actually on the small of her back because she is so slouched in the chair now, her legs are spread wide. I easily hook my fingers in her waistband and pull her pants and panties off all at once. I'm actually a little disappointed I was so quick; I should have removed them one a time. I should have taken in the scene in front of me of my beautiful cousin spread out on my lap wearing only her cute little girl panties. They were simple cotton panties that even had little rainbow colored hearts on them. How amazing would that memory have been? But there it is.
	Her puffy, hairless preteen mound is the most wonderful thing I have ever seen. It looks so smooth and soft, the slit just a pencil thin line. Her pale white skin contrasts the cute shade of pink that covers her pussy, letting me know that she is flushed. A tiny amount of liquid is visible on the tiny pink line. Her pussy is swollen, flushed and wet. 
	It is without a doubt the closest thing I have ever seen to perfection in my life. 
	She is spread out on my lap, and as my eyes come up to meet hers I realize she has been watching me stare at her for probably ten seconds. As our eyes lock she suddenly giggles and blushes, her hands come up from her sides and cover her exposed sex. Her mischievous giggle and embarrassment is simply too beautiful. But it's a mock attempt at modesty, I can see the lust in her eyes and her token attempt at covering herself only makes me realize how bad she wants this too. I smile and laugh with her and slide my hand up to her puffy cunt and rub the slit with my thumb. She almost instantly goes limp again; she quivers as if almost being shocked. She gasps almost too hard, sucking in air with an audible groan. I cannot describe it, other than It was simply the softest thing I have ever felt. It was smoother than silk. Softer than air.  I could feel the heat coming from inside of her. I take the tip of my index finger and penetrate her for the first time. I drag my finger through her tight little folds and it feels like running my finger through steam. It glides effortlessly through, and I make sure to run it across her clit hood each time I make a stroke. Like a paint brush I slowly go up and down her tight hot pussy, each time I flick her clit she twitches. I realize she is timing my strokes, preparing herself each time for my finger rubbing her button. I pause right before I do a few times, sometimes stopping altogether so the touch she has already come to yearn for is delayed. I tease her a little bit this way, occasionally not touching her little clit before going back in the other direction. She giggles in frustration at my teasing, and begins to moan a little bit each time I delay or deprive her of the stimulation she longs for. She is simply too beautiful. She is so hot. I reach down and pick her up under arms and have her sit across my lap, legs spread open and facing me. I pull her over-sized t-shirt over her head easily. We kiss passionately and she reaches her arms around my neck and pulls me closer to her. I grab her waist and slide her up my legs until her beautiful pussy comes in contact with my exposed cock standing straight up against my stomach. We both muffle each other groans with our kiss as we contact each other. She feels absolutely amazing. I don't know how I didn't cum right then and there. Her soft skin pressed against me, her small boobs and nipples feel amazing against my bare chest. I can feel her hot slit pressed up against the base of the underside of my furiously erect dick. Without any coaching she instinctively begins to grind herself against me. Slowly at first as we maintain our embrace, but within 15 seconds she is broken off the kiss and has buried her head in my neck. She's wrapped her arms around my neck, squeezing me almost painfully, and is grinding her cunny against my cock fast and hard. I don't know if she's ever had an orgasm before, but I can tell she is about too, and soon. Her breath is erratic and heavy. Her scent is seemingly everywhere, its narcotic. I grab her hips and pull her in matching her movements. I make sure each grind against me is tight and quick. 
	"That's it baby" I whisper softly in her ear. Soft and soothing I tell her "Just like that baby. I love you so much Krissy. You are so beautiful. Please cum for me...Grind your pussy on my dick baby....just for you...just like that"
	Her breath reaches a repetitive gasp, and she locks up. Her breathing stops.  She squeezes me tight and actually hurts me a little as she quivers ever so slightly. I can tell by the way her weight shifted that her legs are spread as wide as she can force them and her toes are curled up. My little Kristina is cumming on my lap. She is cumming on my dick. And she is cumming HARD. As she finally starts to come down I can hear her breathing start to develop a deep gasping nature, as if she just ran 5 blocks. Her grip on my neck lightens and she leans back. She has a stunned look on her face, but when our eyes meet that same look of mischievous embarrassment returns. She smiles and simply says "WOW!" I kiss her cheek and tell her how beautiful she is. She just giggles and does some silly duck-face model pose. She makes a few more run way model poses as we smile and kiss and giggle. But then I really start to feel my aching cock begging for release. I have been absolutely iron rod hard for almost an hour. I've been on the brink a few times over the last hour, and I have a naked, giggling, and newly crowned sex kitten squirming on my lap. I lay her down on the carpet floor and lick and kiss her all over. I rub her small tits and pinch her tiny nipples, drawing out little yips and giggles as I do. I flick a tongue over each nipple, she squirms like I was tickling her, and she laughs. I look down on my little sex kitten and smile. I get my feet under me and sit down on them I spread my knees apart and then, unprovoked, she props herself on her elbows and scoots her butt and cunny towards me, thrusting her bald cunt at my cock. I have no intention of fucking her tonight, but I will prepare her. She's spread out in front of me, looking right at me and smiling broadly. I lean forward a little and rub the head of my cock into her tiny, hot, wet cunt for the first time
	There simply are no words for how it felt. Heavenly. Perfect. Electrifying. They don't do the feeling justice. 
	As my tip met her clit for the first time our eyes were locked on each other and in that moment I have never felt so alive, so aware of every nerve ending in my body. Right then, at that specific moment, I feel in love with her completely. Not just lust, but truly in love with her. I always will, I know it.
	I didn't think I would imagine lasting long; simply swabbing the head of my engorged cock over her tiny pussy was ecstasy. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better Krissy looks at me and says:
	"That's it baby... Just like that baby." Repeating the words I whispered to her as she came on my lap "Please cum for me...Grind your dick into me baby....just for you...just like that" The second she asks for me to cum.... I explode. Sometimes guys have an orgasm so powerful it shocks them. As if every muscle in their body convulses and flexes to fire out every drop of come as hard and as fast as possible. This was one of those orgasms. It was one of the most pleasurable moments of my life and there is precious little I would trade for that moment.
	I almost passed out from the intensity of the orgasm, and it took me a minute to gather my wits. I shook the cobwebs out and realized I was crouched over a 12 year old girl who had a stomach and chest splattered in hot cum and wasn't sure what to do about it. Apparently one of the first ropes had made it past her head leaving a large glob s few inches to the right of her head. By the look of it a small amount had caught her cheek, though she had already attempted to wipe it off but wound up smearing it around a little instead. I was very aware how hard I was breathing, and that I wasn't smiling and laughing anymore. Krissy looked a little stunned, maybe even afraid at what had just happened. I smiled wide and used my shirt to clean her off. I kissed her cheeks and told her how beautiful she was while lightly caressing her naked body. With both of us spent and naked on the floor we cuddled for warmth but soon needed more. I pulled the blanket down and we spooned for a few minutes. I simply loved touching her. Her whole body was so soft and amazing. I wanted to have 50 hands and a dozen mouths to kiss her all over with. But we couldn't stay there. I can only imagine what would happen if my wife came down in the morning and found the two of us naked on the floor, reeking of sex. I dressed her, told her I loved her and put her to bed on the couch. I'm fairly certain she was asleep before I got to the top of the stairs.
	I crawled into bed and almost immediately fell asleep. I smiled because while this night had been epic. Better than I had ever hoped, and I knew tomorrow was going to be just as good. No force on earth was powerful enough to drive the smile from my face as I faded out. No force except Krissy. 
