Angel (contest entry)

Farewell.

You, reading this, probably used to have feelings for me. You might be saddened now, maybe shocked, but please bear in mind that the choice was mine.

Maria, I thank you for everything. But matters of heart like this cannot be controlled by will. Alice, I love you dearly and I am so sorry to have made you sad. If you someday get to read this, you will learn that you were safer out of my presence.

It started when Alice grew out of her Frozen Elsa swimsuit and had the new black and purple one piece for swim school. I had experienced arousal around her for some time. Seeing her emerge from ladies’ shower room to the pool area, girl´s body dressed like a woman, I had to find a way to touch her. She waded to the pool where I was waiting, and I hugged her tight, cupping her butt in my hands under the water. Prolonging the embrace, I saw the swim school file up on the edge and march orderly to another pool. Last in the line was Alice.

I looked at the girl in my hands. She had the same swimsuit and similar hair, but now I realized she was a year or two older than Alice. I released my hold of her and stepped back. She smiled at me and ran after the others. No one had noticed me with her, so I dared admire her perk buttocks bouncing away.

Afterwards I sat waiting for Alice at the pool lobby. The other girl exited the locker room. No more dressed the same, they still had similar hair and facial features. She sat beside me and asked me to hug her again. “It felt nice in the pool.” I wrapped my arm around her shoulder somewhat awkwardly. She took it and moved it way down, until my fingertips entered the waist of her pants. I could feel the end of her backbone and the beginning of her butt crack. I scanned the surroundings to see if anyone was looking. My hand was out of sight, but there was a visible bulge growing at my groin. She rested her head on my shoulder and sighed, telling me that she did not get many hugs at home. She turned to give me a kiss on my cheek, accidentally touching my crotch briefly, then left.

Alice came just after the girl had gone. I asked her, who the girl was, but she had not seen her.

I saw her everywhere that week. She was there when I took Alice to school, at the mall, even loitering by the gas station when I was refueling. I did not see her talking to other kids, or in company of grown-ups that I could identify as her parents. Whenever no one seemed to be looking, I winked at her, and she replied with a smile.

Alice had her 8th birthday. I suggested she should invite the children from swim school in addition to the girls from her class at school. The house got full of pretty girls, but not the one I was looking for. As soon as the pandemonium of the beginning had settled into a constant mayhem that was a normal kids party, I retreated outside.

I sat down on a bench by the door. She walked up the garden path. I invited her inside, but she told me that she was not really part of Alice´s group of friends. She had come to see me. She sat on my lap and we hugged for a while. I kissed her forehead. She lifted her face up to look me in the eyes, and then our lips met. Her mouth tasted sweet, she had just eaten some candy, and that made me realize how light and slender she was. Overwhelmed by forbidden desire I pushed my tongue in her mouth to savor that young girl taste and pressed her tight against my body. I felt my penis grow confined inside my trouser leg, bulging against her thigh. She felt it too and jumped up on her feet.

Damning my own body for betraying my hidden lust and scaring her away, I maneuvered my erection to point up against my belly. I started to apologize to her, but she stopped me by straddling me and pressing herself against me. I held her tight, feeling her groin push against my dick. My hardon twitched, which made her giggle, which I felt as movement, and soon I was on the verge of ejaculating in my trousers like a teenage boy. The thought reminded me that she was not even a teenager yet, and I made another effort to calm down. I looked into her eyes, about to say something serious and mature, but ended up kissing her again.

We heard the door open. She got up and disappeared into the shadows, leaving me all aroused. Maria peeked out the door and told me it was time to cut the cake. She looked at me a little weird. I couldn´t blame her, following her with a bulge in my pants, feeling precum run down my leg.

I noticed being treated differently at home. Maria became guarded, almost avoiding my company. There was no more intimacy between us, but that was at least partly due to my interest lying elsewhere.

Alice started showing off her developing body. Previously I had obsessed over the little glimpses of skin under her panties that I got when she changed clothes. Now she might walk out of her room with bare butt in the morning. One evening I caught her touching her crotch while watching tv. It was a show with pop music, and she rubbed over her underwear in rhythm. To my surprise, I was not aroused. I was happy for her, finding erotic pleasure at this young age. I tried not to show I had noticed, not wanting to embarrass her.

I kept asking Alice about the girls in her school. Less and less eagerly she would tell me their names, but even if the one I was interested in was in plain sight, Alice invariably identified someone standing next to her. I wondered, if she did it on purpose.

Maria insisted Alice go shopping with her, and not stay home with me. I watched the car disappear, and suddenly the girl was at the gate. I greeted her and asked if she wanted to come inside for a soda. She drank the soft drink with a straw, looking at my eyes. I asked her how it tasted, she told me to come and taste. I planted my lips on hers. Lost in the sweet taste, feeling her little teeth with my tongue, I was surprised by her hand on my groin. “Getting quite big again, mister. Can I see?” I told her I would show her mine if I got to see hers. With a squeal of joy she dashed away.

I found her in the bedroom, jumping on the bed. She got her shirt off just as I entered the room, parading a pair of titties just starting to grow. Within seconds she was all naked, bouncing and dancing all over the bed. I stood there staring at her body, deaf and blind to everything else, until I realized she spoke to me. She demanded loudly that I keep my end of the bargain and show her my thing. I stripped completely too. When my penis came to view, she jumped high one more time, landing on her butt on the edge of the bed.

She was fascinated by it. She bent it this way and that, releasing it to spring right up. She noticed the tip of my glans peeking behind foreskin and revealed it completely. I was of course aroused now, and there was precum flowing from my cock hole. She felt the slipperiness on her fingers, then licked some from the source, making my penis twitch with pleasure. She found it hilarious, did it again and sucked the bell end into her mouth. My groan made her giggle, and I swear I felt it vibrate in her mouth before she let go of me. She said boy parts were a thousand times more fun than mere slits that girls had.

I disagreed. Not to mention the ability to create new life, girl parts were way more interesting. You just had to look beyond the surface. I had her sit with her legs wide and spread her labia open. She squirmed and said my touch tickled. It was a miracle to find such a soft, warm place in the middle of such a lively, sinewy body. There was moisture by her opening, which I spread around the groove with my finger. She stopped squirming and tried to see what I was doing between her legs. I took her hand and guided her finger to her clitoris, telling her what it was. I watched her react to touch on that sensitive spot. Then I moved her finger down to her hole and told her it was the vagina and that´s where the penis went during intercourse – and where a baby would come out. She tried pushing a finger in and asked a little scared, if I would put my penis in there. I told her yes, if she wanted me to, but first I wanted to taste her pussy.

I started licking around the hole, lapping her girl juices. She fell on the bed all muscles relaxing. I gathered a flood of her fluids and pushed it up with my tongue. When I reached her clit, she let out a surprised yelp, then sighed contently. I licked the little knob for a while and felt it protruding more. I sucked it between my lips and kept licking the tip. She wrapped her legs around my head and squeezed me hard to her crotch. I changed to long licks all through her vulva and noticed she was all wet. Vaginal fluids leaked down between her buttocks, seeping into the bed. She said she wanted my cock inside.

I stood up to admire her. She rubbed her clit, looking at my hardon. I took a grip under her armpits and lifted her to the middle of the bed. I cupped her tits and rubbed the nipples a little, then got to the bed. She stopped masturbating and propped herself up on her elbows to see me press my cock head to her vulva. I found her opening and pushed the glans inside. It was tight and that was as far as I could get without breaking her hymen. I looked at her. She trembled a little, took a few deep breaths, then nodded. I pulled a little away from her, then pushed into her love canal. I could feel it spreading open and pushed as far into her as I could. Finally I felt her mound against mine, I was all the way in.

She had wrapped her arms and legs tight around me. Slowly she relaxed her grip and turned to smile at me. I felt her loosening a little around my shaft and started moving inside her. She looked surprised, then pushed enthusiastically back. Soon her pussy squeezed me tight again and her breath became urgent panting. She let out another squeal and contractions in her pussy brought me to my climax.

I was just about to kiss her when I heard the front door close. Maria and Alice had returned. My cum flowed out of her, the bed was a mess. We were both naked and the room smelled of pussy juices and semen. She got quickly to her senses, grabbed her clothes and disappeared out the door. All I could think of was to wrap the soiled blanket around myself and lie on the bed.

I pretended to sleep, listening for sounds of someone running into her. Suddenly Maria was at the door. She just stood there dismayed, blocking the doorway from Alice, anxious to show me her new blouse. I heard Maria tell her to let daddy rest.

One could think that after a close call like that, I would be more careful. In fact, the very next day I snuck off work early to lurk around the school in search of her. Sure enough, her afternoon classes had been called off. Unfortunately, so were Alice´s. Lying on my back on our living room couch, a girl child straddling my cock and moaning her orgasm, I saw my daughter at the door. She stood there with wide eyes, then turned and ran.

Of course she told Maria. She was furious at me for jerking off openly in front of our daughter. That´s when it dawned on me that they could not see my preteen lover.

After that I could meet her anywhere. She did not appear out of thin air, but whenever I went looking for her, she was there. I took her to my office at work and licked her to another orgasm on my desk. She gave me head in my car on my way home. First one up in the morning, I could go get her from front door and have her with me in the shower.

Maria had me go to counselling. She said she was concerned about Alice being exposed to my compulsive masturbation and questioning her about her friends. Turned out others had noticed my changed behavior too, and before I knew it, I was under evaluation in a psychiatric facility. It did not bother me too much; no lock could keep my little angel from me.

I don´t know how long I spent at the institute. For us it was like a honeymoon in an all-inclusive resort. In the end, Doctor Miller, the head shrink, gave me his verdict in my room. He talked in great length about severe issues yet to be found in my history, medication and recommending admission to a closed institute.

I was somewhat distracted by a naked nymphet wiggling her butt at him and then sitting on my lap. She put her hand in my trousers and started stroking my manhood. She looked at me and told me that it made her sad, but she would have to leave me for a while. She would go to another place, and soon I would learn how to get there too, and she would be waiting for me there. All the while she talked, her hand kept rubbing me and got to the point where climax was inevitable. We kissed goodbye while I shot my cream into her palm inside my pants.

As I watched her prance away, I wondered how it must have looked for Doctor Miller. He had a professionally unattached, yet attentive look. That same day I was committed to involuntary psychiatric treatment.

I was given a bed and fed some medication. What, I was no longer permitted to know. Without her, there was no more reason for me to act funny. I was hit by boredom and anxiety of being held confined. The staff interpreted it as therapy working better than expected. If my progress would remain this stellar, I could be looking at being discharged in a week or two.

Maria and Alice came for a visit. Alice in particular seemed happy to meet me, turned out she had a boyfriend now. Two years older than her, Maria pointed out. Looking at the girl, I wondered how long I had been here. Her body had developed some exciting curves. When we hugged, something new pressed against my chest. I did not take my hands too far down, but there was the arousing bulge of her butt mere centimeters from my fingers. They appreciated my recovery but it was obvious that it would not be easy to return home.

To pass the time, I started socializing with other patients. About half of them were somehow shaken, regular folks like me. The rest seemed completely out of this world. They would eat what was given them and go where ever they were led, but left alone they could lie in bed or stare at a wall for hours. Sometimes there would be a brief contact, maybe some emotion to a song played to us - or art therapy.

While I tried half-heartedly to draw a pint of beer, one of these lost causes seemed to have a spur of inspiration. I wandered around to take a look at his canvas, and he had painted a picture of an ancient sculpture. It was a torso of a naked girl. My attention was first drawn to the closed slit between the statue´s legs. I had the taste of it in my mouth. I knew that pussy, but of course it was just a line painted to a canvas, and I guess they look somewhat similar. Looking higher, the lovely tits and strangely enough, belly button made me certain it was her. I tried to interrogate the painter, but he was all out of reach.

Late at night an old geezer in the bed next to mine whispered to me. There was an angel of Death in the room, he said. "Is he terrifying?" I asked. "No", he smiled. "She is beautiful." To my surprise, the man was still alive the next morning when I awoke with the first hard-on since my diagnose. It was my own angel trying to find me.

Just as she promised, it came to me how I can follow her. It is a one-way street, I guess, but that´s all right. I have no plans of returning. She is waiting out there, and I´m anxious to start our life together. When she grows, we will have children. And in our home, love will know no limits.