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 The Little Grasshopper; Part 2
Tags: M/g, ped, incest, oral, piss, no-sex(yet)



   It had been a few days since my 7 year old daughter Mila and I had moved
back to my hometown, and since she'd witnessed me not only masturbating,
but had actually welcomed me to shoot my 2nd cum of the evening on her
nearly naked body.

   I'd told her to not tell a single soul, and she knew from the news
stories I showed her online that men who did things to little kids wound up
going to prison.  Which assuredly frightened her, cause she didn't want to
lose me, and I certainly didn't want to lose her.

   Part of our mutual agreement to not tell anyone about her willing first
act of BASICALLY taking advantage of her, add the incestuous desire I was
suddenly feeling, and feeling as if it had been completely consensual--was
that we'd not do anything else, until AFTER she'd been enrolled in the
School just outside of town, that served as 1st-through-9th grades, in a
couple large buildings on a single campus.

   I knew I wasn't going to push her too hard, and still had doubts.  She
WAS my own daughter, my own flesh-and-blood, who I'd cared for since she
was born.  But I still envisioned her perfect body as she sat in the tub,
dripping with sprays of my cum.



   So, after meeting Mila's new 2nd grade teacher, Mrs.  King, and getting
a list of needed school supplies, we headed back into town, and to my dad's
store.  "Grandpa!!" Mila exclaimed as we headed inside, the bell on the
door jingling, and I saw my dad drop what he was doing, and prepare to
catch Mila in her arms as she ran over to him.

   "You get her enrolled?" my dad asked as he carried Mila behind the old
counter, and pulled open a mason jar full of lollipops, and let Mila take a
couple.

   "Yep..." I nodded as I handed him a list.  Taking it he slipped his
glasses on with his free hand, and gazed at it.  "I take it you still sell
most of this stuff..."

   "Son...you know I do..." he chuckled as he set Mila down, then walked
back around and grabbed one of the old wicker shopping baskets my Mom had
made years earlier.

   After gathering the supplies, save for a calculator, and a couple things
I knew we could pick up in a large chain-retail store, one of the ones with
the large "red circles" for a logo, we headed back to our apartment.



   Sitting herself on the couch, Mila looked over at me as I hung up our
coats.  "Daddy..."

   "Hmm...?" I asked, walking over to her.

   "Can we...can we do what you did...?" she asked, trying to remember the
correct words I used, "Orgasm" and "cum".

   I knew what she was leading to, and so did my cock, which began to
resume where it had left off days earlier.  Pausing before I blabbed what I
was thinking, I sat next to her on the couch.  "You know what will happen
if someone finds out....right?"

   She nodded.  "I don't want you to go..." she nodded, looking up at me
with her beautiful eyes.  I could see a bit of a tear forming in one, so I
held her with one arm.

   "I won't leave you...ever...." I comforted her.  "...and we did agree
that we wouldn't do anything till you were in school...and you'll start
tomorrow..." I continued.

   "So can we!?" she asked, getting a little giddy as she knew what our
agreement meant.

   I smiled, "What do you want me to do again?"

   "Uh....." she paused, trying to find the correct "adult" words again,
"...can you have a orgasm...and cum...?" hoping her words were right, as
she looked back at me for approval.

   I simply nodded.

   Figuring the bathroom was the best place in which to give my daughter
her second-ever CUM bath, we headed in, and as I watched her sit in the tub
once more, I loudly cleared my throat.  She looked at me, slightly
confused. "Huh?"

   "You don't want to get your clothes dirty....do you?" I asked her.

   "Oh...yeah...." she giggled as she simply stood back up, and began to
unbutton her blouse, then slipped it off, baring her tiny bumps of nipples
on her perfectly flat chest, and her beautiful tight belly, with her little
"inny".  My cock was growing more, and I continued to watch the amateur
strip show, and held back as I saw her slip down her jeans, and give me a
wonder glimpse of just enough of her hairless mound, but hesitated about
actually showing me EVERYTHING.

   "You okay?" I asked, actually worried about her own frame of mind, and
wondering how I was letting HER actually take part in the sickness that was
clouding every part of me.

   She looked back at me, pausing, then nodding and smiling, as without any
delay, and obviously comfortable enough with what we were about to do, once
more, she pulled her jeans down fully, then peeled her cute little light
blue panties off--fully exposing her hairless little slit, and giving me
the HARDEST erection I'd ever had.  One of those "How am I still alive?"
ones...

   I watched as she pulled her clothes out from the tub, turning to pick up
something, and bending over, ass-facing me, and I saw her tiny little
rosebud, and perfect ass, making my mouth actually water, as I had to wipe
a bit of drool from my lip.



   Finally coming back to my senses, I walked over to the bathtub, and
lightly rubbed her shoulder as she stood back up, still facing the wall. 
"You're so beautiful, Mila..." I smiled, feeling my affection for my
daughter increasing ten-fold as I touched her bare skin.

   "I am...?" she asked, turning around, and looking up at me, her
doe-eyes, and face that could make any man, or woman, melt.  She giggled
lightly, as my light touch neared her bare chest, hitting a ticklish spot,
as I traced towards her left nipple, and my desires were suddenly leading
me to that treasure, that grand prize that was between her thin little
legs.

   "Mm-hmm...." I nodded, as I leaned in, and kissed her softly on the
forehead.  "Daddy loves you so much...." I added to her smile.

   "I love you too daddy..." she smiled back, standing up on her toes, as
she hugged me wrapping her arms around me, and I felt my heart expand,
feeling all the love in the world between us.



   Suddenly the mere thought of just using her for my own sexual
gratification wilted, as my love for her needed to be expressed in a more
intimate way.  No longer did I want to just spend myself on her body---I
wanted to make her feel the same I did.

   Lifting her naked body out of the tub, I carried her out to my bedroom,
and placed her gently on the bed.  Still naked, she looked at me, with her
legs mostly spread, giving me another, better view of her tiny slit, as I
began to pull off my shirt, and strip.

   "We're not gonna do it again...?" she asked, wondering why I'd cancelled
the cum-bath.

   I shook my head.  "Mila..." I started, as I readied to drop my pants,
but had to tell her, express to her the love I felt for her, "...You made
me feel the best I'd ever felt when I had my orgasm...and now I want to
make YOU feel the same..." I tried to explain.

   "Whaddya mean?" she asked, confused as to what I was meaning.

   "I want you to do what I did..." I added.

   "But...how do I?" she asked.

   "Well...." I began, remembering clearly something I'd looked up online
the day after our first act of incestuous love, about little girl's
sexuality, the medical/biological facts--which proved that girls ARE
maturing faster, both physically, and obviously sexually a LOT sooner than
they did 15-20 years ago.  And I'd heard rumors that girls as young as 9 or
10 did experience some minor sexual pleasure when exploring themselves, or
even through sexual contact(which obviously became MY next objective).

   "Can I...?" Mila asked, getting my focus back, as I stared at her naked
little body, and wondered if I could get my little girl to have even the
slightest bit of a cum herself.

   I nodded, "I think so..."

   "Really?!" she asked, now with a renewed childish glee as she began to
bounce her little ass on my bed.

   "My little grasshopper..." I chuckled, coming up with a cute-but-sexy
little nickname for her.  Then, remembering my current state of dress, I
slipped off my jeans, then decided, for the moment, to leave my boxers
on--knowing better to take things slower again.

   I waltzed over to the bed, and sat next to her, feeling her body heat
already, and I swear I could hear her heart beating.  Not saying a word, I
once again, began to drift my hand over her back, rubbing her smooth skin,
and loving her sudden reaction, a slight "mmmmmmmm...." knowing she was
feeling comfortable, and hoping she'd be a little more vocal in the near
future.

   "Do you like that...?" I asked her, as I moved my hand towards her bare
ass, and was a little surprised when she rolled onto her stomach, giving me
full access to her backside--where my focus was on the little dimple above
her ass crack, which I softly rubbed, and felt her body relax as I leaned
in, and lightly kissed the center of her back, getting her to giggle
slightly as I was wanting to see how I could get a little 7 year old girl,
MY own daughter, to feel pleasure.

   "Mm-hmm....can you rub my feet...?" she asked me.

   Not about to stop where we now were, I moved down on the bed, and began
to rub each of her feet with either hand, loving her tiny little toes, and
knowing her ticklish spot, I had to mess with her feet, getting a rather
hard-but-soft kick in the gut, then focusing on giving her a massage, all
the while I was staring at her tiny naked ass, and the crack between her
perfect tanned ass cheeks.  "You feel good?" I asked, but got little
answer, as I at first thought she had fallen asleep, until I looked up to
see her hand had moved to under her waist.

   Was she doing what I think she was?

   As I watched, I didn't see much movement in her elbow, but I saw the
expression on her face that caught my eye.

   "Mila...?" I asked.

   She opened her eyes, blinking a few times, as if she was waking up from
a deep sleep, or a bit of disorientation---then looked at me. 
"Wh...what..." she began.

   "You fall asleep...?" I asked.

   "Nuh-uh..." she paused, as I noticed her hand was still in it's same
spot, which had to be her little slit, or her crotch, cause I could see
just the tip of one of her fingers peeking out from my view of between her
legs.

   "...you can touch yourself if you want..." I suddenly replied, getting
her to turn over, onto her back, and giving me a mental image I'll never
forget--her tiny fingers PLAINLY rubbing her little slit.

   "There's a tingly...kinda like I gotta go pee..." she admitted.

   "Do you think you need to pee...?" I asked, hoping she'd at least give
me a warning, and not piss in my bed.



   Heading back to the bathroom, following her naked little ass closely,
Mila sat on the toilet, and I stood and watched as she spread her legs, and
moments later a trickle of a flow of golden piss began to flow into the
water below.  Watching her only heightened my arousal, and my cock
continued to grow.

   "Is your wienee bigger?" she asked, suddenly, noticing the tent in my
boxers.

   I nodded, then walked over to her as she continued to piss, and let her
do whatever she wanted, again--wanting HER to be happy, and hopefully reach
the ultimate climax of pleasure.  Watching her use both hands to rub and
feel my erection through my shorts, I saw her legs spread a bit more, to
get a better position sitting down, and saw she was merely dripping a few
drops of piss from her little slit.  "You all done peeing?" I asked her,
getting a half-nod as she was busy fidgeting with my cock.

   "Aren't you gonna take your underwear off?" she asked, as she readied to
peel my boxers off by herself, but I (hesitantly) stopped her.

   "Not yet...you should have a turn to have an orgasm..." I began, then
knew exactly what my next approach was, and knelt in front of the toilet,
looking right at her little slit, which was heavenly--even with the piss
below in the toilet--my desire didn't waiver.

   "Daddy...?" she asked, curious as to why I was kneeling in front of her,
as she flushed the toilet, and was about to wipe the drops of piss off her
slit, when I reached around and pulled her ass closer on the seat, getting
her little pussy even closer to my face.

   "Let Daddy do this...okay?  If you want me to stop--just say so, okay?"
I asked, as I actually licked my lips, and remembered the one moment in the
happiness, albeit limited happiness, I had with Mila's slut-of-a-mom
Yasmine, when we were wild and ever-horny, and I'd gone down on her after
she'd taken a piss--not even noticing much of a piss-flavor as I munched on
her pussy.  And now I wanted to do the same to our daughter.

   So without further adieu, I gently spread Mila's legs apart, getting her
pussy THAT much more enticing, and softly rubbed up and down her slit,
getting an immediate *GASP*, followed by sudden silence, and as I looked
back up at her small face, I saw an inquisitive smile, knowing I had her
attention--as she had mine.

   I felt up and down with my index finger, just gently rubbing her tiny
slit, knowing anymore force could possibly hurt--and pain was NEVER my
objective--especially with my own daughter(Still trying to grasp why I was
having such thoughts, but I knew I loved her, and knew she loved me).  "Is
that okay...?" I asked, seeing she was blank in the face.

   Nodding she smiled, "...it feels funny...kinda a little tingle like I
have'ta pee again..."

   "But you don't, do you?" I asked her, getting her to shake her head NO.
"Daddy just wants you to feel really good--okay...." I led off, as I knew I
had to taste her finally, and pulled her a little closer, wrapping my arm
around her to brace her in case she lost her ass-grip on the toilet seat,
then I went in for it.  She gasped, even louder, as I gently placed my lips
just above her little slit, right on her hairless mound, the soft and
supple skin was like velvet.

   I could immediately feel her whole body freeze up as I moved my lips
down, slowly coming to her hairless slit, and slowly flicked the tip of my
tongue on where there was probably just the beginnings of her little clit,
which must've been already "active" as I felt her hand in my hair,
grabbing, pulling at me--giving me a sign that she was definitely a willing
participant.

   "Oooh....." I heard her softly whisper, "...Daddy...the tingle's
back..." she claimed as I kept gently licking her tiny slit, working ever
so gingerly down towards the treasure I was venturing towards.  I could
feel her whole body suddenly relaxing, and then went in closer, touching my
tongue into her slit, slightly penetrating her little virgin pussy, and
getting her to moan, finally, "...Uhhhhh!" Boom.

   Wanting to taste her more, I licked my tongue up and down her slit,
tasting small drops of her piss, and more of her natural flavor, combined
with the bathsoap she used, which only heightened her flavor, and within
seconds I could feel my cock was hard, and dripping plenty of precum,
giving me it's own sign it wanted to not be excluded from the goings-on.

   I was too far gone, and had to taste more of her, as I once again
pierced her little pussy, with more of my tongue this time, and felt her
body tense up once again, knowing she was feeling more pleasure, and
hopefully about to experience something as close to an orgasm as a 7-year
old, MY 7-year old daughter, could have.  Feeling the beginnings of what
tasted less like her piss, but more like the possibility of her little
pussy juices, I felt the sudden need to poke deeper with my tongue, but
paused to give her a breather before going further.

   Looking up at her face, I could see a bead of sweat on her forehead, and
a look of both thrill, and exhaustion, maybe showing she was already spent,
having had her little pussy licked for the first time, and feeling the
sexual feelings for the first time as well.  "You okay....?" I asked,
wondering if she'd want me to continue, and hoping I could go another step
or too, which was up to her now.

   She half-nodded.  "Can...can we go lay down...?  My butts all sore from
the toilet..." she explained, which made me chuckle a little, then pick her
up, and carry her naked perfection back to my bedroom.

   More later...

   The End of Part 2