31-year-old Hannah Croft was delighted with the new freedom in her life. After 4 years of having only casual, unreliable boyfriends, she now had one who was happy to stay at home and watch over her 8 years, 9 months old daughter. This meant she could make up for lost time, having regular evenings out with old friends. Sean, the new boyfriend in question, was delighted with things too. Even though nobody could compare to the previous child he had intensively molested, this one was excellent, and he was keen to build on his early liberties with her. She was beautifully obedient and gullible, so far totally accepting his tale of having a medical condition that required her 'nursing help'. The medical condition being that his cock tended to ache and stiffen, and the only cure for it was to let it squirt out what was causing the pressure. That's where she came in: so far by wanking him, or letting him grind-fuck her bum-crack.

"Why do we have be naked for it, though?" she asked.

"Because it makes me feel better," said Sean, sitting up at the head of the bed. "It's cooler, I guess, and nice to have the air on my skin."

"Oh," said the 8-year-old, shuffling her pale and slender little body towards him.

"And in your case I can smell your body better, which helps with making it hard." He looked down at his penis, to make it clear what he meant.

"Oh. That's strange."

"Yup. The marvels of nature."

"Wouldn't it be better if it didn't go hard, though? Then you would not get ill."

"Shut up. There's things you don't understand yet. It HAS to get hard."

"Okay."

"Settle," said Sean. "Yep... just there... like this..."

The child knelt astride his broad thighs, her thin legs just about being long enough to do this. Sean cupped his hands around her hips and butt, his cock throbbing at full erection already, pointing close to her belly button. Sean squeezed and rubbed her buttocks in all directions, the sheer smoothness sending pangs of delight through him, and his fingertips trespassed freely into her crack. She looked faintly distressed, no doubt worrying it would once again lead to those rude and uncomfortable finger pokes up her back-entrance.

She worried correctly, and would soon learn that that was one of Sean's favourite things to do with little girls. Not as favourite as true buggery, with penis, of course. This was in store for her and her perky little child-butt on a regular basis, if all went well. For now, though, it was patience, patience, and consolidating on the first week of exquisite pedo impropriety with her.

Her dopey but pretty little face was growing on him, so today it was time to introduce her to grown-up kissing whilst she did her usual 'nursing' job on his shaft.

"It's getting harder to treat," Sean explained. "It happens, with all chronic medical conditions. Medication has to be upped. I need to taste your skin, and your breath. They have curative properties."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll explain later, just do as I say. Good girl."

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"Open your mouth," said Sean. "Say 'ahhh'."

Simone complied, and Sean's cock hardened another notch, the simple obedience of a child in itself being part of the turn-on. Also a turn-on was the meekness in her eyes as his hands clamped onto the sides of her head and he closed his mouth upon hers. Her eyes remained open as he thrust his tongue into her nice little mouth and rooted around in there. Her breath was warm and had a neutral taste, and her face flickered in bemusement as his big invading tongue attempted to lap up the moisture from her child-tongue and soft inner cheeks. Her cute skull firmly locked into his molesting grip, he tilted her face this way and that and adjusted his jaws on her, reviewing all his techniques of Frenching a child.

"Keep your hands working," instructed Sean, as the 8-year-old took the chance to breath. She bore a completely tame look. "One hand low on my cock, near the balls, and the other moving on the top half... slowly... all the time..."

The shocks of illicit delight surged through Sean's groin at the soft contact of her palm and her inexperienced movements. The very scenario was half the thrill, her non-developed little body squatting astride his thick thighs, in this position of adult foreplay and love. Despite doing all the right things as instructed, she looked so much out of her depth and inducted into a world she simply should not be involved in. She received his kisses with anxious little frowns of obedience.

"Left hand - slightly tighter," instructed Sean. Simone increased her grip on the base of his shaft, with her other hand working like a little sex-lever on the top half. Sean smiled, but the intensity of his gaze into her eyes made it clear things were not negotiable. "I'm gonna let go of your head now, but you have to keep letting me kiss you, okay?"

She pulled her reluctant little expression. "Okay, but... but, I don't like it."

"You'll get used to it. Open... come on, open..."

Sean, gently but with remorseless precision, sealed his mouth on hers again. His hands were now free to grope her hips and bum all over again. He removed one of them momentarily to pull her head to a better angle. Nestling it in her crown of fine blonde hair, he gave a tug just powerful enough to make his desire clear, and she tilted sideways for him. She had not the faintest clue how to kiss, but showing her was part of the fun. It was always this phase - more so even than all the groping and cruder stuff - that seemed to start putting the angst and corruption into a little girl's innocent eyes.

After a few minutes of this, he gave her some respite by kissing and licking her face instead. He began along her thin lips and then focused on the corners of her mouth, as if mapping her sweet little contours with the tip of his tongue. Then he pecked around her cheeks, eyebrows and nose, making a joke about licking her nose freckles off. She giggled, but it was a giggle of stress and bewilderment.

"Keep your hands on the job," he said, crisply, as her rhythm dropped a little.

"I am," she protested, and she sped it up.

"Not that fast yet." He nibbled at an ear as he spoke. "That's it, perfect, well done."

Sean bit softly into her tender child-neck and sucked, whilst squeezing her buttocks and jamming as many fingers of both hands as he could into her intimate little cleft. Throbbing like mad now, he had to resist the urge to cum, as well as the temptation to leave an erotic mark on her neck. That was the type of thing that could only be done in the school holidays, and when he had the mother onside.

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"Kneel up now," he said. "Higher, and get in closer, that's it..."

With that lovely blend of puzzlement and obedience on her face, Simone shuffled up on her knees with her short thighs opened wide around his waist. Sean had to slither a little lower against the headboard for what he had in mind: pre-pubescent chest-sucking. He clutched her around the ribs and pulled her flat torso against his face, and immediately began licking the place her breasts would one day be. He dragged his tongue repeatedly over her nipples and spent time with his lips around them like a leech. Simone giggled at this, and squirmed a little.

"Keep your damn hands working."

"Sorry."

"Good girl, we'll be finished soon."

He could tell that a bit of doubt was entering her young head now about the 'medical story', but it didn't matter. She'd be too confused about it for a while yet to challenge him, and it was irrelevant once he had established mastery over her. There was a truth of sorts in it, as the mild saltiness and mind-blowing tenderness of her ever-so-young skin gave him an ever more intense erection. At times it was literally as if child-sex was nourishment - and, hell, he hadn't even started on eating her vagina or bottom yet.

"Use one hand now, and grip harder and speed up. With your other one, pull yourself in tight to me - arm around my back! - go on, damn it."

"I just wasn't sure what you meant," she said, kind of whining.

"Alright, alright."

Waves of exquisite pedophile pleasure sped through Sean's body as the little hand dragged his foreskin up and down his shaft. The tightness with which a child could grip never ceased to thrill and surprise him, and her sweet face winced in a combination of the effort and trepidation at the obscene mess she knew was going to happen.

"Faster," he hissed. "Ughh, faster... tighter..."

In the final moments, Sean sodomized her with his finger, just deep enough to feel the hot sinewy clench of her mini shithole and make her yelp and lurch against him. His other hand higher up her back kept her firmly in position. To her credit, she kept up the wanking, even as the thin and fast initial squirts of semen turned into thick, sticky gushes over her hand.

"Ummmm... fuckkk... yesss!" groaned Sean, in between planting kisses on the child's chest. He removed his finger from her arse, to let her concentrate.

"You can slow down, but keep it going until I'm all done," he explained breathlessly. "Just keep watching it until no more is coming out."

He stroked her bum while he flicked her hair gently, and closed his eyes as the heavenly tingle in his shaft ebbed away, along with the temporary guilt. The loss of dignity at opening up his emotions so much to a mere 8-year-old lasted a little longer.

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Any feedback or discussion very welcome on this, here or to the above email. I'm planning only 10 episodes at most, though. Nobody compares to his former Hannah, as those of you who read the ring series will know.