    Pedo. Incest. 
    Disclaimer: The children described here are perfect, ideal, and completely imaginary. Do not think reality can ever 
feel like this. In prison, child molesters are used as human toilets.
    
   Little Goddess II
    by Pedro Feelya
    
    It was only oral sex, but I had introduced Diana to pleasures that cannot be ignored; actually, for both of us. I 
cannot separate the love and pride that I felt as a surrogate parent and the love I felt for her as I would a girlfriend. She 
was my best friend in the world. 
    I knew as an adult, that what I had done was wrong, and that it may someday hurt her, but I just could not feel 
regret for what had happened. I didn't have a plan for the future but I couldn't help enjoying my love for her now. That 
she was only eight years old didn't matter. I would have loved her if she were 80. 
    Until now I had only been concerned with Diana's pleasure. I masturbated regularly to a number of subjects, and as 
a young man I was turned on by almost anything sexual, but there was no question that lately Diana had become the 
star of all of my fantasies. I had kept all that to myself. I was happy for her and that was enough. 
    But Diana was not stupid, nor was she ignorant. She had seen enough TV and movies, with short scenes implying 
sex between actors, that she knew there was more. Implied sex is everywhere, but fortunately, pictures of penises are 
more rare. She knew about hard-ons. Diana had all too often felt the hardness in my jeans when she squirmed her cute 
little butt in my lap as we played video games on the computer, and she looked for the bulges that I had trouble hiding 
when I saw her perfectly formed body in a bathing suit. 
    It had only been a week since I had first tasted her sweetness. I had made her shake and shimmer almost every day 
since then. The energy of my little goddess was endless. Each time I had kept my clothes on, and I tried to hide the 
incredibly painful bulge that needed to be constantly repositioned under my clothes. She did not know how eager I was 
to get away after our sessions so I could masturbate and relieve the ache behind my eyes and the weight in my lungs. 
Even then it didn't help much. Now, just the sight or thought of her caused a hunger I could not fill. 
    We were playing our usual splashing games in my parent's spa. The spa was large and just out the backdoor of their 
house. It wasn't any fun alone, but with Diana there, we both loved it.
    I had always enjoyed feeling every inch of Diana's soft skin over her taught muscles whenever we wrestled. Now 
the feeling was maddening and I didn't dare get caught touching more than I should.
    I was standing up after having just thrown her when she looked directly at my semi-erect penis bulge in my shorts, 
and asked in a normal voice, "Can I see it?" 
    Just the thought caused my penis to jump and then swell to stand straight out, straining my swimsuit. I was already 
aching with desire. This time I made no effort to hide it. I was not completely surprised by her interest. We had broken 
most boundaries between us. She was my little goddess and I never could refuse her anything she asked for. I 
whispered desperately, "Not here." 
    Our play time was over and she quickly got out and ran into the main house to change and let someone know that 
she was going down to my house. I didn't need to worry that she did not fully understand how terribly our lives would 
change if someone suspected our secrets. 
    I waited for her as usual. It seemed the fifteen minute walk to my house was two minutes long as my emotions 
battled with my logic. We didn't speak because we didn't need to. She knew by how I looked at her that I loved her and 
everything would be OKAY. 
    As soon we entered the front door Diana wanted to start kissing me. Not the quick peck kisses of a child. But the 
hard hungry kisses that are instinctual and burn a fire that warms your entire body. I could do that for hours as I carried 
her to the bedroom. 
    Diana obviously had other plans. She told me to lay back on the bed, still in my swimsuit. It was easier for me to 
justify my desires if she was telling me to do it. She then climbed up next to me gave me a long breathless kiss, and 
then started to play with her hands, lightly rubbing all the exposed skin on my body. I had done this several times to her 
and now understood how delicious it can be. I had never lost my hard-on from the Spa, but now my erection was so 
painful it was distracting. I guess she learned how to tease from me. 
    Diana then placed her small hand directly on my penis, grasping it through my suit. She squeezed a few times, and 
then rubbed her palm up and down the outside. If I had allowed it, I could have cum right then.
    She hooked her fingers into the front waist of my swimsuit. The back of her fingers grazed the top of my pubic hair. 
Slowly and carefully she pulled the waist out, then down, to expose the top half of my shaft. To pull it further I would 
have to lift my hips, but she seemed satisfied to explore her first cock slowly. 
    With her finger and her thumb, Diana grasped my rod just below the head. I grunted and convulsed slightly since 
she had grabbed the most sensitive part of my penis. She giggled softly. 
    The skin slid around under the pressure and she immediately looked up to see if it hurt me. I was already smiling 
and my attention was eager. She smiled too and my love for her found new depths. She then grabbed my rod under the 
head with her whole tiny hand, only covering half the length and twisted, exploring the sensation of soft velvet over 
steel. 
    I hummed softly to let her know how fantastic it felt. She took her other hand and covered the head and then 
squeezed, and I grunted and had to tell her to be careful because it was more sensitive. So she took one finger and 
started to trace circles in the soft mushroom of the head. It was my turn to start saying, "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God." I 
had to stop her or the sensation was going to drive me nuts. 
    I lifted my hips, so she pulled my swimsuit all the way down and off. She then looked back up and stared for a 
moment. I have never found the sight of hairy balls to be pleasant, so I have no idea how she felt when she saw my 
scrotum tight up against the base of my penis. She seemed fascinated. 
    With both tiny hands she started to rub my ball sack and pull at the course hair. She knew enough to be overly 
gentle. I didn't know what to do. Her gentle stimulation was too much to bear. Then she dipped her head down and 
rubbed her cheek up and down the shaft of my penis. She was enjoying the softness of my skin and completely unaware 
of what the softness of her skin was doing to me. 
    There was no question that she is a goddess and she was torturing me with her beauty. I had to do something but I 
didn't want her to do anything she wasn't comfortable with. I whispered, like it was a new idea, "Lick it like an ice 
cream." She turned her head to the side and licked my shaft from the bottom to the top. 
    This was too much pleasure not to share, and I had to distract myself. I reached across her and pulled her sweat 
bottoms off, grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up and planted her crotch on my face with her head over my penis. 
    Diana grabbed the base and stretched her neck to reach the head and licked long, hard, and fast. I had to stretch my 
neck to reach her small stretched out little body, but I was able to cover her butthole and most of her pussy with my 
mouth. My tongue went everywhere and she started to make little noises like I had done. 
    Very quickly she was making the head of my penis sore. I pulled my head back and gasped, "Suck on it." 
    Suddenly, a very tight warmth covered the end of my penis and on her own she started play with the hole in the end 
with her tongue. About 15 seconds of this, combined with my own excitement at wriggling my tongue all over her 
puckered little butthole, was too much. I ordered her to lift up and grabbed my penis with my right hand and half 
covered the end with my left. I pumped twice than spewed into my left hand and let her see as my semen dribbled out 
over my right hand. I was not about to scare or disgust her by cumming in her mouth the first time.
    She got off of me and watched in deep concentration. All her sexual arousal was washed away with fascination of 
this new event. As soon as I could speak I said, "That was wonderful." She still stared. I said, "It's okay. This is 
normal."
    She looked at my face, "Can I touch it?"
    "Sure," I said, and held out my hand for her.
    She took a gob on her forefinger and rubbed it with her thumb.
    "This is sperm?" she asked. I am always proud of her intelligence. I decided to keep things simple and told her yes. 
It was becoming sticky so she tried to rub it off on her tummy. This in itself was a very sexy sight. Then she tried to rub 
it off on the blankets. 
    She looked back at me and asked, "Is it bad for me?"
    It had never occurred to me to taste my own semen, but I wasn't about to tell her it was okay without testing it 
myself. I stuck a gob on my thumb in my mouth. It was lukewarm, sticky, and very bland. Overall it was a 
disappointing experience. I thought it would have a strong taste. 
    Diana looked at my face and then bent over and stuck her tongue into the palm of my hand. 
    My erection had not really gone away, but it had been less painful until that moment. Her licking the semen in the 
palm of my hand was too much again. I grabbed her by the hips and she swung her leg over my head so we could start 
all over again. 
    Diana began by licking my penis clean and then again I felt her teeth slide lightly over the head to grip and nibble 
while her tongue did all the work. I lifted her hips up so I could reach her clitoris, and give it a good licking. I was 
racing her to make her cum first. I didn't know if I could last, but with my nose stuck up against her vagina, and my 
tongue striking sweet nub, after only a minute, I felt her start to spasm and freeze up. 
    Knowing this, drove me over the edge also. I didn't mean to cum in her mouth, but I didn't stop either. She 
swallowed the first spurts, but the rest must have got away from her. 
    We both lay for a moment with our bare bodies pressed together. After we caught our breath, I swung her around, 
and she still had my semen dripping from her chin. 
    I was concerned. I wiped her face and asked her if she was okay. She nodded and shrugged. 
    She said, "It's not bad, but it's better when it's warm." 
    My little goddess makes me so happy.
    
    
    Should I continue?
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