We got home and I went to the bathroom to take a shower. I would always be clean for her. I got out dressed, but went to my room to change into something more comfortable. She wasn't hungry, and I had some work to do so I let her watch TV while I went in my office. I had licked her, Jesus... my office was going to end up nasty should I always masturbate here, however, this was my safe-zone. I was safe from her here, and it was here that I could fulfil my fantasies with myself without drudge or shame. She wasn't really allowed in and it made it so that if I was here, she would feel safe in the whole house. It would separate her from me.

I finished my work, all of it, and I went out to the lounge and found her already bottomless. She looked up at me and said,

"Do it again."

"Do what again?"

"What you did in the car..."

It was perfect. My plan had worked. She would come to me for sexual fulfilment and I would be the only one to touch her, and by Baal, I would touch her, lick and suck her. I bent down in front of her and moved her pubis close to the edge of the couch. She continued to watch her shows as I licked her labia.

"Cole?" she asked. Ah, my name. Yes. "Can you lick here?" He touched herself in the midst of the vulva, right near her clitoris.

"Do you like it?"

"It feels good."

"Sure, I'll lick you there."

And the words I used, they didn't affect her. She was a doll whom I was using, but no, she was a human, a little girl, she was my niece. My tongue pressed on her clitoris, that jumped and swelled as I did. I licked it again and she moaned and threw her head back onto the couch's back cushion. I placed my hands underneath her bum and with my thumbs parted her so I could find her clit bobbing up and down and wanting. Her vagina was wet and leaking again. I licked her this time numerous times, and she moaned and moved her pelvis up and down. Her moans got more high-pitched and I was heading toward giving her an orgasm. I refused and I stopped.

"No... I like it..."

"You can't have too much of a good thing."

"Please!" she moaned.

"I have to be alone for a little while, now."

"Why?"

"Because I can't always be giving you things like this. I want some too."

"You want me to touch you too?"

"Yeah... but if you don't want, it's okay, since I'm a boy and I'm different than you."

"I know."

"Have you ever seen a naked boy?"

"I..." She blushed. "I saw you naked once, I think."

"I'm different, you saw me."

She nodded.

"Do you want to see me naked again?"

She frowned a little and looked at the television.

I didn't say another word and went to the kitchen. Fail. I introduced my penis too early, then again, she would have to know it existed. I couldn't delay too long. I fixed up some dinner and I heard her sigh, longing. For sure, each time I would stop, I was blue-balling her and I couldn't do that forever.

"Supper's ready, Bee."

She came into the kitchen bottomless. She was feeling more and more comfortable around me. I would have to introduce myself like that too then, it would only be fair, right? We ate and she didn't speak much. Satan please, may I have not traumatized her. Not now.

"Did I say or do something to make you feel bad, Bee?"

She shook her head.

"You can tell me anything, you know that. Tell me."

She remained silent and then opened her mouth.

"I don't like it when you stop."

"Okay. You want me to continue until you tell me to stop?"

She nodded and I reached for her hand on the table. "Then, I'll follow your orders, all right?"

She nodded and smiled, and then she started to talk to me. I only half-listened this time, not that she was boring, but I had to check my guide to see what to do next. I would have to make her orgasm, tonight.

As she watched TV, I checked my guide. First orgasm would mean semi-addiction on her part. She was going to want it more and more often, and start attempting to give them to herself without me. I was going to have to be strict and all the time very nice about it.

Nine-thirty came around and she knocked on my door. I slipped out of my office and she said,

"I'm going to bed now. Can you come?"

"I can," I said, smiling. "I'll be right in."

Bathroom check, made sure I smelled good all over. Smell was extremely important. I went to her bed and kept a small light on because I wanted her to see me as she came for the first time. I took off my shirt and stayed in my pyjama pants as I climbed into her bed. She looked at me and I stared back into her abysmal eyes, glossed with desire, curiosity, anticipation. I shuddered the goose bumps that climbed up my spine and slid back down to my pelvis.

She opened her legs for me and I bent down to lick her. I started slowly, enjoying myself a bit too much and letting myself groan in ecstasy as she breathed in and out with a small note. I sucked her and flicked my tongue quickly over her clit until once more, her petals flourished nicely and became vivid red with her rushing blood. It didn't take long this time, having been so excited today, and her clitoris started to jump under my tongue more and more. I wanted her first orgasm to be Queen and so I teased a little longer because I knew it would feel even better for her.

And then her pelvis arched and she squealed as I licked almost violently her bulging pearl until she froze and she let out a small scream as her clitoris thumped on my tongue and my chin was wet with her release. Her orgasm lasted 7 seconds, in those she trembled and shrieked and touched my head to press my tongue down. And then she was panting and moaning with every exhalation. Her whole sex was throbbing and she had tears in her eyes.

"I didn't stop," I told her.

"What... what happened?"

"Did it feel good?"

She nodded. "It felt really, really good." She blushed cutely.

"I made you come."

"Come?"

"Yes, in the sense that means I made you come to that point where you feel like that."

"Huh..." she said, moaning some more. She closed her legs and her eyes soon followed. Surely she was beat. I closed the light and as she fell asleep, I reached for my penis and jacked off right next to her. I could hear her breathing in and out evenly. Holding back my groans, I ejaculated onto her the small of her back and went to sleep.

When I woke up, I didn't believe anything had been real. I had dreamt all of it. But then I realized that no, there she was. I didn't caress her in case she would still be sensitive, so I got up and stretched. She turned around and, my morning wood proud and imposing, I took my time to crack my neck and back. I knew she was looking at me, but I didn't say anything and then walked out of her room. I was allowed being naked in her room now that had given her an orgasm.

I made breakfast and she came out. She took a shower and I fixed her a plate full of delicious things. It was a Monday after all and she would have to go to school. She lurked in the kitchen and didn't speak to me.

"How are you this morning?"

"Okay..."

"Just okay?"

She shrugged.

No... I couldn't let her seep into some sort of depression. Not now!

"Do you want something? Anything?"

She shrugged again.

"Seriously, anything. I'll give anything to you, I'll do whatever you want." Panic reached me and I was about to give her the world in exchange for no hard feelings.

"Really?"

"Anything." I knew that should she ask for something sexual, I would do it. Jesus, would I.

"I want to come again."

Prince of the Underworld, I thank you.

"In front of the TV?"

She nodded and then so did I. However, I wanted to touch her this time. She got naked and I removed my t-shirt. I sat down and she said softly:

"Are..."

"What?" I asked, gently, touching her shoulder and caressing her arm.

"Are you going to be naked too?"

"Do you want me to be? I would like to be."

She shrugged.

"I know it looks different, but the more you see it, the more you get used to it."

"Okay..."

I nodded and took off my pajama pants. I was already hard and I sat down and I turned on the TV. I gave her the remote and sat her on top of me, so that her sex was almost touching my erection.

"I'm going to caress you with my finger today. It'll be a little bit different," I whispered into her ear. I licked her neck and I reached under one of her thighs to hold it up and over another so I could touch her.

She watched her cartoon as I masturbated her. I was a bit dry so I licked my finger and pressed it on her again, and rubbed her until she was moaning. She ignored her show and instead turned her head and pressed her cheek on my shoulder.

"Cole..." she called me, mewling. I took her hand and placed it on my penis. She held it and looked down at what she was doing and what I was doing to her. I didn't know what technique to use on her, I knew I wasn't at the stage of introduction, however, the moment was now, and I let her hold it, without knowing what to do. Just the fact that she touched me what already beautiful.

"Cole!" she groaned, her heart beating hard on my chest.

"Look at me," I ordered.

She did and her mouth opened as I pressed deep into her clitoris and made her come all the fires of her premature sexuality. She exhaled without resisting the sounds that came along with her sweet, tender breath. I held her closely to me and she closed her eyes and leaned on my shoulder.

I caressed her sides and whispered: "Do you want to stay home with me today?"

She nodded and I brought her to her room. I lay her down on her bed and went to the phone to call the school. I told them she wasn't feeling very well and that it might be the flu. Like that, if she wanted to stay home from school for more than a day, it would be credible.

I did my work at my computer and then heard her go to the bathroom. She got out and knocked on my door.

I went to her and she said: "I'm hungry."

"You want a snack?"

She nodded, and I fixed her up with some yogurt and blackberries. She sat down in her day clothes and ate. I watched her very carefully and wondered what to do. She would be numb for a few hours, too sensitive to touch and already used up sexually. I couldn't force her into doing anything, and so I decided to coarse her. I checked my guide very quickly and then found that my possibilities after orgasm with successful innocence still in check with her, had grown very numerous. Although, was displeased me was that I would have to start being very manipulative. It was no longer going to be easy, with her being curious, she would soon be demanding and for everything to work out smoothly, I would have to prolong any sort of vaginal penetration. I was going to have to show her that I had a dick and that part of me pleasuring her was for me to also be pleasured. For sure, it would help if I could introduce it while pleasing her.

I got out of my office and sighed powerfully. I would avoid it. I would let her long for a week and I would avoid speaking about it. I didn't want to start coaxing. Not now. So I went to bed, so I could rest a bit. I was thinking the whole time, although I kept my door open to see if she was going to bother me. She didn't. I didn't think she would, although I was a bit disappointed. Maybe not a whole week, but until her body would want, would crave that I fulfil it again. As long as she didn't start masturbating herself.

I worked some more, finished everything off and when I went to the lounge, I found her sleeping. I turned off the television and quietly tiptoed into the kitchen to prepare lunch. She looked like a little angel when she slept. I couldn't help but look back at her and smile sweetly. She was extremely beautiful. I made a bit of noise and she awoke.

"You wanna help me out, Bee?"

She nodded and I put her at the task of kneading the pizza dough. She grinned and enjoyed her task. I took the opportunity to go behind her and dunk in my hands as well into the dough, "That's right, real deep, don't be shy." I smelled her hair and kissed her shoulder and she continued to knead the dough.

I got out all the other ingredients and in the middle of cutting up the pepperoni, she asked me: "Cole?"

"Yes?"

"I... I don't understand... something."

"What?"

"My..." She pointed at her crotch. "It makes me feel... hot and... I want you to touch me all the time."

"Do you really want me to touch you all the time?"

My heart was a-pound, and I controlled my breathing. My guide was working, and I was working, functioning like this. It was every pedophile's dream, and it was given to me. I don't know what I had deserved to have this, all to myself, working perfectly. I would have thanked God but it wouldn't be right.

She shook her head.

"Why not?"

I had read up on children in wild countries and spaces, who would often play erotically with each other. It was normal that she was feeling like this, and it was I that had jackpotted concerning my exclusivity of her sex.

"Because... I don't know."

"Is it because you're scared of my penis?"

She looked at me and then turned away and nodded.

"Okay, look, after lunch, we'll take it slowly and if at any time you feel scared or uncomfortable, we'll stop, all right?"

She did not answer.

"Bee, you have to choose between doing nothing with me or seeing my penis."

"Why?"

I sighed. I was promising something that was going against what I had said just now. This was coaxing and I wasn't proud of myself but I was fulfilled, that was sure.

"Sometimes we're scared of certain things, and these fears are barriers to what as a human being we can become, fully. To get rid of these fears we have to expose ourselves to them. If you're scared of ladybugs, I would bring you some and you would see that they are nothing but ladybugs. Same for my penis. You just have to see it, and then you won't be scared anymore."

"Yeah?"

For a ten-year-old nearing eleven, she was bright in some ways and slow in others. Slow in the good ways for me. Her eyes were brilliant, shining everlasting truth and pure innocent beauty. My soul fluttered for a second and then tightened, like a tiny implosion in my chest. I brought myself back to reality before I could sink any deeper in my wild imagination, and answered deafly:

"For sure." I touched her hand and she smiled shyly.

"Okay..."

"Good. Now, let's make this pizza!"

"Yeah!"

We made it, cooked it, ate it in veritable laughter and loveliness, and then, full and salty-smelling of tomatoes and spices, I asked her:

"Where do you want to do it?"

"Um... in my room."

"All right!"

I followed her and she sat on her bed and removed her clothes. I took off my shirt and then as she got completely naked. I went up to her and said,

"It would be better if you removed my pants."

She nodded and I helped her undo my button, but she unzipped me and my jeans rolled off my legs. I stepped out of them and she looked at my hardening bulge that was under my briefs.

"Don't be shy. It's nothing, really."

She reluctantly, although with motivation still, she reached for my briefs and pulled them down. My sex peaked at her, and she backed up and looked away.

"You have to look at it a bit, Bee," I told her. She did so. "It scares you because it's different than yours, eh? Well let me tell you something, we're very similar. Remember how I put my mouth on you?" She nodded. "You can also put your mouth on me."

She blinked and I took her head and caressed it. "Try it, okay? If you don't like it, we'll stop."

I moved my now fully erected penis close to her face and she got out her small tongue and touched my tip with it. I was in paradise, a closed garden of forbidden pleasure and the mother of original sin, Lilith, was watching over me.

"Open your mouth and suck it," I groaned, ecstatic, losing my control slightly.

She opened her mouth like I told her to and I pushed in slightly. Her mouth closed down and I heard a sucking noise. Her tongue licked and I grunted softly. Success. My first blow job from her tender lips and boiling mouth. Her teeth bit down ever so lightly, and the back of her palette was caressing all the tender flesh around my tip. She did it for probably two minutes and then stopped and wiped her mouth. I knelt on the bed and rested my back on her headboard.

"Come here."

She climbed on me and I told her to face away from me. "Put your legs on each side of my head."

She did so and I placed her sex on my mouth. I licked her and she moaned softly.

"Now, do to me what I am doing to you. Is that fair? Are you okay with this?"

"Yes."

She bent down and timidly, she cajoled her scorching lips and tongue on my sex, as I made her press down so I could be flooded with the scent of her, the feel of her wetness on my mouth, and I could give her oral like never before. I teased her clitoris like never before, and she would stop to moan each time I did, so I would return to her labia so I could have some wet action. I wasn't sure what was more satisfying, being sucked or sucking, but everything was heaven and hell in this moment. Her mouth around me, licking me, biting me, was absolute purity. I flicked with my tongue, lashes of wet warmth until her clitoris was pulsing and ready to orgasm. Just before finishing her, I tempted myself and penetrated her small vagina with my tongue. She did not make another sound and so I pressed deeper and licked around, tasting her sweet and salty cream. Finally, I went insane and she squealed my name and pressed herself on my face as she trembled and my chin dripped in her own humble ejaculation. I lapped her up and she sighed and cuddled to me.

"I love you, Cole."

"I love you too, Bee..."

Really? She loved me because I satisfied her sexually? Wow, that was something. I reached for my penis and jacked off. She looked at me and I said, "Are you less afraid now?"

She nodded. "It's warm and hard."

"Yeah. Do you want to do what I'm doing?"

She nodded and placed her hand on me. I showed her how to pull back my foreskin and she mimicked the gesture. I groaned and watched her as she jacked me off. I couldn't believe it. After all these years of fantasizing, there she was, my little princess, giving this lost soul a bit of pleasure.

"I'm going to come, Bee." She stopped and I ejaculated.

She jumped when she saw the semen spurt out of me, as I groaned in ecstasy as she watched me have this tender release.

-End of Part 3-