NORA'S EYES

Chapter 5

Author�s note:

The following is a novella in eight chapters, a little over forty-one thousand words, approximately one hundred pages long. I wanted to create a story that was more than an assortment of single romps, the individual tales of sexual encounters between an adult and a child. I wanted to tell the complete story detailing the relationship between a grown man and a little girl; their acquaintance, the internal struggle of such a union, the growth of their companionship, and a resolution to the problems surrounding it.

I hope you will find it a flowing, moving story, evoking a few smiles, anger, happiness, and perhaps even a tear or two. Ben

Special thanks to Bob, an avid follower of this site from Great Britain, who gave huge amounts of time and effort into proofreading this work.

Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted 2017 with all rights expressly reserved by its author unless explicitly granted.

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Nora was restless in her sleep that night, but she didn�t awaken from her dreams. We both slept naked, neither having the energy to dress. My arm wrapped around her tiny body and held her close. One of her arms draped over my chest, a leg was thrown over my hips. Oh, how I wanted her. The next couple of days were going to be hell.

After breakfast we went out. I figured after watching Fantasia, with the dinosaurs during �The Rite of Spring� it might be good to take her to the museum. The limo pulled up in front of the American Museum of Natural history and we mounted the steps.

She was fascinated by the fossils. The display of mighty creatures held her in awe. She absorbed every exhibit.

I tried to explain what the dioramas represented, sure she grasped their meaning. This was a very intelligent little girl. One who had never had the opportunity to learn all there was to learn in a city with so many cultural and scientific avenues available. I planned to correct that error.

The whole day was at our disposal. I didn�t want to waste the chance to show her more of this wonderful world. Revealing new things to her made my heart swell. It was like I was discovering them all over again.

We went to the Empire State Building and ascended to the observation deck. It was definitely higher than my penthouse. She particularly liked the view of the park.

The wind always whips around the walkway. Nora�s skirt blew up constantly.

I handed her a couple of quarters to use the large binoculars. She mounted the step and again the wind whipped her skirt up. At about that same time I noticed a man standing at the corner of the building snapping photos with his cell phone.

My first impulse was to grab the phone and toss it from the tower. Then, a second thought crossed my mind. He would probably go home, load them into his computer, and jerk off to them. This should have made me more irate, but instead, I realized with satisfaction, this was as close as he would ever get to something I enjoyed every night.

Nora dropped one of the coins and scrambled down to grab it. While she was crouched down picking it up a gust raised the light fabric again. In this bent position her panties had become wedged into her butt a little on one side, revealing a sumptuous cheek.

She climbed back on the pedestal and deposited her change, seemingly unconscious of the frequent exposure caused by the breeze. When the time expired on the device she turned to dismount. One final time the blustery wind bared her undies.

The man caught my glance in his direction and quickly entered the building like the skulking pervert he was. But who am I to talk?

When Nora came near to me I asked, �Did you realize the wind kept blowing your skirt up?�

She nodded, slowly. Her eyes told me she was a little afraid she would be scolded.

�Did you know a man was taking pictures of you?�

Again, her answer was a slow nod.

�That didn�t bother you?�

After a moment just the corners of her lips turned up in a mischievous smile. I knew she had been considering the same thoughts that were running through my head, or, at least, her version of them. I couldn�t help but smile in return. When she saw I wasn�t angry with her for her purposeful teasing she relaxed. She grabbed my hand and we took the elevator down.

We didn�t leave the building right away, though. We went all the way down to the restaurant where we enjoyed a decent, albeit costly, meal. When the meal was done and we left the huge skyscraper the night was just beginning to fall. The limo took us through the theatre district so she could see all the marquees lit and flashing. I made it known when her adoption was settled we would definitely attend a few. Her hand grasped mine and squeezed.

Back at the apartment there were a number of messages on my machine. Ida reminded us of the appointment with the gynecologist. Mack left two messages. One told me the movie company we had been dealing with for the rights to my new book, which hadn�t even made it to the shelves yet, had accepted our terms. That meant loads more money for me (and him), but it also meant I would have to get back to work soon. Part of the package consisted of me writing the screenplay. There would, of course, be plenty of re-writes and abridgments. I would need to make trips to California to meet with producers, directors, and studio heads.

I wanted everything concluded concerning Nora before that occurred, so I would be able to take her along. This little girl was destined to see the world in style.

That night our naked snuggle time was a little different. Instead of the couch we extinguished all the lights and went onto the patio. The evening was warm and the city lights were beautiful, just like the tiny imp cuddled against me.

I kissed the top of her head and drank in the scent of the shampoo she used. She had become a big part of my life. I loved her dearly, and it wasn�t a sexual love. I loved her in a purer sense. Imagining my life without her was too agonizing to even consider.

That night when she dragged me into the bedroom I expected a repeat of the night before, and would have been content with that, but she had other plans. She lay down on the edge of the foot of the bed and lifted her legs up in the air.

�I thought we weren�t going to do anything like that until after the doctor�s visit?� I questioned.

A slender finger went to her lips. Then she bade me to move closer.

My dick was already starting to get hard.

She disappeared into the bathroom for a second and reappeared with a jar of Vaseline. Lying on the edge of the end of the bed she greased the area along the inner part of her thighs. A slender finger beckoned me closer and she smeared a liberal amount on my cock lubing the entire length.

She pulled me (by my member) close to her and placed it along her pubic area, closing her legs upon it.

Now, I was beginning to get the idea. My little sexual deviant genius was giving me the opportunity to fuck her without actually fucking her.

I took her ankles in my hands and began to pump. My hips moved forward and back in a constant rhythm. Her legs were smooth and I could feel her crack beneath my dick. My balls slapped against her ass which really excited me. It may not have been as wonderful as really inserting myself inside her, but it felt damn good none the less.

It seemed as if she was getting a bit of pleasure out of it as well. She rocked a little and moaned softly. But I knew I was not going to be able to hold off long enough for her to come. Nor did I want to. I was afraid of her vagina being swollen and looking recently abused when we went to the doctor. Whether or not that was a valid concern I didn�t know. I wanted there to be ample proof of Mallette�s molestation with nothing to implicate me. Nora understood that.

It was also a worry that there be no residual sperm in any pap smear or whatever other tests he decided to run. This method of intercourse was safe sex in its truest form. I marveled at how cunning this child could be. It made me wonder just how many times Mallette had used her. It made me wonder how many different ways. She seemed well versed in everything we�d tried so far. It made me jealous as well.

I tried to reason that if he had not done the things to her that he had we wouldn�t be enjoying the magnificent acts we were enjoying together. That Nora enjoyed this as well as me I had no doubt. She had displayed only delight in our closeness. Yet, I despised the man. Not only had he taken her by force, he had tortured her, scarring, at least temporarily, from belt and lamp cord.

He would pay. I made a silent vow to see this creep in prison, along with her worthless piece of shit mother.

But these were fleeting thoughts. My mind couldn�t concentrate of things such as these when my cock kept plowing a course between her legs and my balls continually rebounded off that soft little ass. The moment had come and I was about to.

The long, strident strokes I had been making morphed into shorter, more furious jabs, increasing in tempo. The feeling was so profound I found myself standing on tiptoes milking it for all it was worth. And just before I let loose another objective entered my thoughts. There was something I wanted to do, something I needed to do, something I had to see. It was depraved. It was debauched. But it was carnal in all its feral intensity.

I rocked down on my feet, changing the angle my cock pointed. The wave of spunk from my scrotum shot from the end propelling a massive jet from between her thighs. It made a huge arc through the air splattering on her face and hair. Subsequent ones hit her chin, neck, and stomach.

A surprised look developed on her face. Had I gone too far? I should have thought this out more carefully. I would need to apologize profusely, telling her it was a mistake. I hadn�t planned it.

In my distress at what I had done it took a moment to register that the surprised look had changed into a huge smile. She even began to chuckle. A tongue darted out of her mouth and captured a gob. It was quickly retrieved back between her lips like a chameleon snagging a fly. Her tummy fluttered with silent laughter.

I still felt like I needed to apologize, to say that it was a mistake, even though it wasn�t. However, the continued glee she showed from it quickly made change my mind. She bounded off the bed, into the bathroom to clean up and I followed her.

�What do you say we take a nice relaxing bath before bed,� I suggested. She nodded vigorously.

On one of our trips out I had remembered to pick up some bubble bath for her. With the water run, the bubbles creating a layer of cotton candy silk, we stepped into the luxury of the tub.

This was another new experience. The first night I had been outside the tub, washing her. Since then she showered. When I was comfortably seated across from her she immediately began to cleanse my body. The sensation was soothing. When she was finished with me, I returned the favor.

We dried each other off and retired to the bed, sans clothing, of course, for a good night�s sleep. As I lay there waiting to drift off, I thought of what a comfortable situation this had become. And how, if something happened that she was taken away from me, I don�t think either one of us would recover from it. She was much more cheerful, even laughing aloud occasionally, and seemed to have a whole new outlook on life. If she had to return to her old life I am sure she would enter a shell no one would be able to extract her from. But, Mack had assured me everything looked positive so I fell asleep.

Nora tossed and turned, but the bad dreams didn�t wake her, so neither did I.

The next morning, after breakfast, I took her to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Her thirst for new and different experiences was a wonder to behold. Where most children that age would be bored to the teeth, Nora stood rapt before Van Goghs, Raphaels, and Titians. But what I think impressed her most was a Rembrandt. She may have identified with its dark texture, of a time in the world when things were harsh and difficult. As she stood there, a single tear ran down her cheek.

When I asked what was wrong she replied, �Beautiful.� I put my arm around her shoulder and hugged her close.

We spent a good deal of time at the museum and saw virtually everything. When we left it was mid-afternoon. There was one more thing I wanted to do and I figured we had just about enough time to do it. Just down the street a short ways was the Central Park Zoo.

We headed down Fifth Avenue until we reached the portico. Once I paid our admission we set right to work viewing the animals. It was getting late and the zoo would be closing soon. Luckily there were not many people around.

Nora was quite amazed by the number and diversity of the animals. She marveled at the colorful birds from all over the world. The cavorting antics of the penguins made her giggle. As her time with me progressed she became more vocal in many ways, but still had yet to formulate whole sentences. The creature that held her in rap attention, however, was the snow leopard. Its sleek silver coat and fluid movement actually elicited another response of, �Beautiful,� from her.

I gave her a hug to let her know I agreed.

It might seem that I had merely been keeping her busy by all these excursions, but in truth I was gathering information and formulating a plan. So far she had appreciated everywhere we had been. After the hearings I would need to get to work on the screen play as well as start my research into my next novel. There were time limits associated with both. That meant Nora would need to have something to occupy her time.

I planned on getting a tutor for her to assess the level of education she possessed for placement in school in the fall. Now I could also provide her with art and piano lessons (and maybe another instrument, if she wanted).

On the ride home I told her when we had more time I would take her to the big zoo in the Bronx if she wanted. She nodded with vigorous affirmation.

At home I had two messages on my machine. Mack called to say the hearing was still set for the day after tomorrow, same time and place, but another judge had been assigned to the case. I didn�t like the tone in Mack�s voice as he explained this was a man he had had run ins with in court before. He said the man was an idiot who had served in the lower courts for years, his asinine rulings causing him to be passed over for promotions, consigning his temperament to one of taciturn failure. However, he assured me there should be no problem. Nora�s mother would come in, make her statements and there would be no recourse for the judge to rule other than in our favor.

The second call was from Ida Grainger reminding us of the appointment with the doctor in the morning and saying she would like to come over that evening to discuss what would happen regarding his findings and her recommendations regarding custody. If that was not a good time I was to call her back at her number.

I dialed the number directly, and when Ida answered I informed her that would be fine and we expected her to stay for another meal. She protested, to be polite, but didn�t pursue that path for long, telling me she would be delighted to take another meal with us.

This opened up another avenue for Nora, cooking lessons. Those I might tend to myself.

All in all I felt pretty good about the direction in which things were progressing. The new judge threw a little bump in the trail, but Mack�s assurances everything would turn out fine were good enough for me. He had been in his business for years and was very savvy about determining the outcomes of his endeavors.

Our jaunts had brought us home later than usual so I made us a quick, light dinner with the idea we would turn in early and get a good night�s sleep, since the appointment was very early in the morning.

Nora had other plans. She was determined not to miss our time together on the couch. Once I had changed for bed she led me by the hand virtually shoving me down on it. She disappeared into the bedroom to return a few minutes later in her normal form of undress.

I wasn�t about to argue. I couldn�t take my eyes off this little beauty. I had no compunction against ogling her all over, anymore. She knew I did it and she often teased me with specific stances to arouse and stimulate me. She stopped a few paces from the couch. Her one hip thrust to the side, her legs spread, giving me a tremendous view of her crack. What a sight. Her flat little tummy had just enough roll to smoothly contour down to her pubis which had a roll of its own, making it look pouty, inviting. The crack between her pussy lips almost drove me over the edge.

Her devilish smile informed me she knew what she was doing to me. I smiled back and shook my head slightly in awe.

She climbed into my lap. She was so small, so fragile, so guiltless. At that moment I was filled again with envy and rage. Rage came from the things Mallette had done to her. He was an animal more dangerous than any we had seen at the zoo. He deserved to be caged like them for the rest of his life. Once more I vowed to try to accomplish that task.

Envy came from the fact that he had been the first to introduce her to the world of sex. Certainly it had not been a good introduction for her. I wanted to have been that one. It would have been entirely different. I would have been caring and loving.

But, if it hadn�t been for him, and her piece-of-shit mother, I never would have happened upon this gem, this diamond in the rough. I realized the envy, though a perfectly reasonable emotion in a human, where emotions are anything but reasonable, it was a situation I would not be able to change.

I ran my hands over her soft body, thankful for what I now had. Her face nestled against my neck. I could feel my pulse beating against her. I�m sure she felt it, too.

Rising from her seat I expected she was about to lead me to the bedroom. She pulled me to my feet, but instead of guiding me to bed, she pulled my boxers down to my ankles. She tugged on them to let me know she wanted them off me. I stepped out and she pushed me back down.

Her hands separated my knees and she knelt between them. Her hands went directly to my balls.

She looked up into my eyes, reading my thoughts. As opposed to the first night we were together she found none of the raw lust, none of the tainted desires, none of the contaminated thoughts she had found then. Instead she saw only love in all its purity. She saw caring. Yes, she saw desire, but it was a desire on an ethereal plane supported by the best of intentions.

She rose to her feet just long enough to place a kiss upon my lips. Then she went back to her ministrations. By now my dick was beginning to harden. She grasped it in a tiny hand and started to pump. Her lips slipped over the head, working continuously up and down on the collar.

I tipped my head back and closed my eyes, uttering a moan of great satisfaction.

By now my cock was totally erect. Using both hands she pulled the foreskin down the shaft as far as it would go. It was so tight I thought it might bend. Her tongue began licking it all over. I wasn�t looking, but I could tell the veins were exposed in full glory along the shaft.

Nora forced the head of my dick into her mouth keeping her lips tightly together. It was like pushing my way into a virgin pussy. The interior of her mouth was hot and wet. She continued downward until I could feel the back of her throat. She gagged a little. Pulling away she repeated the movement. The next time she went only as far as the collar. With her lips just on the opposite side she started swiveling her head as she worked them up and down on it at the same time.

It felt so amazing all I could do was moan. Finally I was able to spit out, �Tomorrow night you are SO going to pay.�

She stopped for a second as a smile interrupted her work.

I wanted her so bad. I had to refrain from anything that might cause the doctor to be suspicious, but this might take more control than I had.

She moved her lips along the shaft externally. She licked the length of it like a sucker, top and bottom.

Then, as quickly as she had started she pulled back, sitting on her haunches. When she saw the look of surprise and expectation in my widened eyes she giggled like a� well, like a nine year old girl.

She went back to work and I said, �You little vixen! You WILL pay.� More giggles as her mouth opened in laughter, holding my cock lightly between her teeth. I loved the blowjob, but I think I loved the laughter more.

Her head bobbed on my cock liked the head of one of those toy dogs in the back window of a car.

I gazed at the top of her head, her hair swayed with each stroke, sometimes lightly hitting my thighs with a velvet caress. How did I become this lucky? I had found someone to love, deeply love like a daughter. At the same time I had found someone to love sexually in all its beauty. That the two were the same person might seem perverted to you, as it would to society in general, but I assure you, there was nothing degenerate in our love. It was boundless.

Earlier I had felt envy and rage. Now, I felt only pity, pity that few others in this world would know the type of love Nora and I had for each other.

I was awakened from my musings by the ever-growing sensation deep in my groin. The moment was nigh. I tried to fight it down, as always, trying to make this wondrous feeling she evoked with her incredible lips.

My hands went to her shoulders, gently massaging them. She took this as a signal of an impending ejaculation. One of her hands caressed my balls, squeezing them tenderly. The other kept the foreskin taught on the shaft.

Her lips pumped furiously. When I was almost there she slowed to a mere fraction of the speed she had been engaged in.

She looked up at me to see my reaction. She was teasing me, a big smile on her face, her mouth still full of cock.

I smiled back and shook my head. �I swear��

Her laugh made it all worthwhile. When it stopped she resumed, slowly. It was a reprieve from coming and I appreciated that. Now I was able to enjoy more of her talented mouth for a little longer.

One of my hands rubbed her back. The other sifted through expertly coiffed hair. Her speed increased.

The rise of sperm from my balls was monumental. I thrust myself against her counter movements. I didn�t want her to choke, but I couldn�t stem the reaction. When I erupted into her mouth she swallowed hard trying to meet the flow. She grabbed onto my buttocks like she was afraid she might get bucked off.

I groaned and whined like a patient undergoing surgery without anesthetic.

My orgasm continued and she continued her actions. At one point she coughed. Sperm squeezed past her lips and ran down her chin. This was all the more provocative to me.

Still she didn�t cease and neither did I. I pumped three more good shots of cum into her mouth before I began to slow down. But Nora sucked on.

When she finally stopped I was exhausted. She sat back smiling at me, cum made a trail down her chin and neck and smeared her lips. She licked them in a seductive show, then ran her finger up her neck and chin capturing the escaping goo. She sucked it off on the same provocative manner.

I was still erect. A gob of sperm developed at the orifice. Nora leaned back in and slipped her lips over my cock. The motion she had early employed she began to use again, swirling her head around the shaft. It felt great, but the head was sensitive now. She used her tongue to make it even more so.

I squirmed under her delicate touch. It was almost more than I could bear. At the same time another sensation started to materialize.

I had never heard of a dual orgasm, much less had one, but that was the perception I was gathering from my body. The counter thoughts of, �Oh, please stop,� and, �Oh, please don�t stop,� kept running through my mind. I didn�t know if I was going to be able let her keep on doing what she was doing. My entire being quivered with the sensitivity of the head of my cock, but I knew I had to see if this thing, this second orgasm was possible. If it was, I wanted it.

Nora kept up her torture. Was she aware of what she was doing? If not, what if she just stopped? Of course, I wouldn�t say anything, but I would be disappointed. The thought struck me like a slap with a wet noodle. How could you be disappointed with a blow job like you just received?

I murmured, �Don�t stop,� but it was so low and feeble I know she didn�t hear it.

As it turned out I didn�t have to be disappointed. Nora never stopped. She put me through my paces. The nerve endings in the head of my dick were so overwrought I expected it to self-destruct at any moment. My body couldn�t stay still trying to compensate for the flood of emotions coursing through it.

I knew for certain it was coming. This build up was even more intense than the first one. My balls throbbed, almost like blue balls. They pounded like they had been beaten with a stick. But, that soon faded into the background when my orgasm began to surge through me.

I almost rose from my seat with the sensation. Nora knew it was coming. She backed off just before I came. Her hand pumped the final two strokes before I ejaculated a powerful blast all over her face.

This was exactly the result she was anticipating. She twisted her face in all directions so the cum coated as much of her face as possible. It covered her forehead, in her hair, ran down her cheeks and over her chin.

Her smile, through gobs of cum told me this was all on purpose. Apparently the previous night when I �accidentally� came on her face she saw how aroused it made me. What a wondrous little nymph I had here!

I collapsed back on the couch, totally winded.

�That,� I wheezed, �was intense! That was the first time EVER for me.�

Her smile widened. She understood to what I was referring. It made her happy to think she had provided a first for me.

When I finally managed to catch my breath I said, �Come on. We�d better get you cleaned up,� although she had already scooped most of it into her mouth.

Needless to say, I slept soundly that night. Nora snuggled into my arms. Nothing disturbed her sleep. She didn�t even fidget.

THE END - Chapter 5