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 Title: The Good King
Keywords: gM, ped, oral
Author: Tey Reynolds Robinson

   Long ago, there was a royal who became known the world over for his
insatiable obsession concerning young girls.  It was quite specific, and it
entailed only a small release of pleasure, but which could be drawn out
into a session of pure ecstasy and entertainment.

   This royal, we shall call him Humberton the Great, had at his disposal a
harem of women and girls from the entire village.  He delighted in many
sordid meetings, some with multiple women.  The old ruler had no shame, and
soon his exploits had no veil of secrecy.

   It was in this period of his rulership that Humberton came to know a
newcomer to his humble village, a young war widow traveling the country to
find her place in the world.  She had in her company her charming daughter,
a girl of about eight with dark, expressive eyes and a charming smile made
infectious by the babyfat of her cheeks.

   The mother asked Humberton for sanctuary in his village, to which he was
gracious in permitting.  He made no subtleties in his attraction to the
woman, and she in fact found his forwardness endearing.  She permitted his
advances, and spent a long period of time in the ruler's quarters,
partaking in wine and general good company.  Humberton took it upon himself
to compliment the woman on her beautiful daughter, who skipped around the
room in her childish boredom.  Indeed the child was gifted with great
beauty from her mother, and Humberton found himself not only in normal
admiration of the child's good looks, but also an unreasonable state that
could only be assessed as obsession.  And a quickly-growing one at that,
both figurative and literal.

   The mother smiled and thanked the old ruler, and he was anxious to be
alone with the young woman so that he could pursue his more base desires.
Yet the young girl's presence increased his hormonal feelings.  Without
proper thought, he found himself fumbling at the opening of his trousers
and teasing his lesser self to appease his hunger.  The wife took notice,
and seemed amused.  The young girl as well turned her attentions to him.

   Naturally, Humberton was taken aback when he discovered the grinning
face of the child underneath the table, asking him what he was doing.  As
Humberton stumbled to find a proper explanation, the mother was beside
herself with laughter.  Humberton did not know how to respond.

   "She is a very curious sort," the mother said.  "Go ahead, reward her
curiosity."

   "Ma'am?" he asked.  This was not the type of encounter he had planned
for.

   "Take your thing out," the mother said.  "She will be delighted."

   "Oh yes, please do!" the child beamed, and Humberton found himself at a
crossroads.  To pursue such an illicit activity, and with a woman he knew
little about, seemed to be the tantamount of foolishness.  But the
nymphet's glowing eyes, transfixed by the bulge growing still under his
pants, spurred him to motion.  He unbuttoned his fly, un-clasped his belt,
and took out his royal phallus, which was swollen larger than any of his
mistresses had ever urged it to.

   The child's face was magic.  An exclamation left her lips, and she
reached out as if to touch his member.  Humberton merely leaned back and
let fate decide what would happen.  And then the child's fingers graced his
cock.

   He felt it jump, as if touched by thunder.

   "My god, what am I doing?" the king exclaimed, but the mother calmed
him.

   "It's okay," she said.  "Allow her to indulge further."

   The king moved back in his chair to better accommodate the child, who
clambered into his lap and began playing with his piece, grasping it and
moving it about like a toy.  There was not nearly enough sensation to allow
a climax, but the mere scene of a pure innocent delighted by his penis made
him tremble.

   "You seem unaccustomed, good sir, to the joys of sexual bonding with a
child."

   "But she is far too small," the king said, and the mother laughed.

   "Well of course!  I'm not suggesting my daughter lay with a man.  There
are some things that obviously cannot and should not be done.  But
familiarity with the, shall you say, 'mechanics' of it, are important,
don't you think?"

   "Yes, I suppose," the King said as he watched the magical nymphet bring
her soft lips to the the tip of his meat and peck it with a childish kiss.

   It was almost too much for him to bear.  She suckled his head like a
sugar treat, and he felt himself build a surge.

   "This is too much," the king said, and he stood.

   "Now, good sir," the mother said, thinking the king was growing prudish,
but she stopped talking when Humberton dropped his pants all the way down
and stood before the kneeling child, stroking his cock before her.  The
mother smiled and watched the show.

   The child was grinning and transfixed.  She let her hands fall to her
sides and watched the king stroke, anticipating what was coming.  He
brought himself closer, nearly touching her face, and he then erupted onto
her.

   Not since his youth had he came so hard.  He felt a great force explode
from him, and it stuck and striped on her face, running in rivulets down
her smiling lips and hanging on her chin.  She laughed as he emptied on
her, and the expulsion of air threw ropes of his semen forward.  And still
he came.

   When he was done, the child was a picture of eroticism and innocence: a
smiling face, sparking eyes, and expelled passion draped over her nose and
mouth, to which she was delighted.

   A clapping filled the hall, and the mother sat applauding.

   "Now, good king, have you discovered the joy of a beautiful child?"

   Indeed he had.  After that fateful meeting, the great King Humberton
changed his paradigm for his mistresses.  He put out a call for all young
girls of prepubescent age to make appearances at his chamber, and he soon
found himself delighting in the act again, throwing semen from his erupting
penis onto surprised, smiling, and innocent young faces.  The mothers of
the village were wary at first, but soon the activities passed without harm
or consequence, and they became known as jolly and enriching acts.  Soon
the king had recruited troupes of children to enjoy in his ejaculations en
masse.  His greatest exploit was five village children kneeling in
semi-circle around him as he stroked his cock proudly over their faces, and
then dropping a premature but supremely satisfying string of semen down to
them.  He managed to touch all five faces with his seed, and they eagerly
extended their hands to play with it.

   And that is how the great king became obsessed with coming on childrens'
faces.