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 The Neighborhood Park; Part 6
Tags: M/g, ped, piss, no-sex,
It was a couple days later, post the "dream-cum-true" of finally fucking
the little slutty pussy of Sandy, the 8 year old girl who'd been the
inspiration for my renewed love of little girls.  Which sparked the
encouragement from my girlfriend Molly, who had called me shortly after I

arrived home after taking Sandy's virginity.

   Molly was still at her parents house, not in any real rush to head back,
save for the feeling of my cock cumming deep inside her.  Of course she had
the cocks of her brother and father, as well as the cunt of her mother, who
was the slutty matriarch of the incestuous family Molly had grown up in.

   My solo adventure continued, and as I parked my car, and walked back
into the large field that was the neighborhood park, I immediately noticed
a few familiar girls.  One was Sandy, who was busy with a few school kids,
one of whom was Cary, one of her piss-slut friends.

   Not getting an immediate look from either girl, I walked towards one of
the benches, and casually acted to get a phone call, basically talking to
myself in an imaginary business call, all the while I kept watching a few
passing girls, some I knew from being on Sandy and Li-Li's softball
team---but one caught my attention, one I hadn't seen before.

   Staring at a perfectly shaped little ass, covered by a pair of pink
capris, and guessing from the beautifully flat chest, around 7 or 8(easily
my FAVORITE age), I watched as my new-found object of desire played catch
with a woman who looked like her mother, or older sister, BOTH of whom were
absolutely perfect.

   The older girl, as I stared at her, seemed to be the younger girl's
sister--around 14 or 15, but didn't seem to be that interested in playing
catch, as her phone constantly beeped, causing her to check what were
probably teenage text-back-and-forth'ing, making her little sister
occasionally pout, or stomp her foot in anger and annoyance.

   Suddenly the older sister walked over to her sister, and SMACKED her on
the face, causing the girl to scream and bawl, and getting several other
people's attentions, and making me want to SLAP the older girl right back
for hurting the cute little loli.

   Being ever the vigilant pedophile, I rushed over and approached the
older girl, who saw me coming, and barely even acknowledged the crying
girl.

   "Look...hold on..." the older girl began, lifting her phone inches from
her face, looking at me, "...what?" she asked, scoffing at me.

   "You didn't need to hit her...!" I softly shouted, knowing I didn't want
to cause a scene, OR ruin any chance I had to comfort the softly weeping
little girl, who was finally being tended to by a passing couple, who'd
been just as upset as I'd been.

   "The little bitch needed a good slap..." the older girl snapped back, as
she went back on her phone, and didn't even bother saying another thing
directly to me as she walked off, leaving me, as well as the few gathered
people, in charge of the crying girl.

   Pissed as hell, but seeing how upset the cute girl was, I walked over to
her, and knelt in front of her.  A loud sigh, followed by a smile,
"...Hi....I'm Steve..." I said to the slowly calming child.

   "Her name is Alyssa..." one of the adults told me.

   "Hi Alyssa..." I smiled at the little girl again, who's curly brown
hair, shoulder length, had fell in front of her eyes.  I flicked it to the
side, and saw her beautiful blue eyes, with red under them, as she
sniffled.

   "H...Hi..." she replied.

   I looked up at the few people around, and nodded, giving them the signal
I was taking control of the situation--which no one seemed to object, as
they probably all had other plans, and taking care of a cute, crying child
was too heavy of a burden--making me a little mad at the lack of love for
such a wonderful girl--BUT happy, as I now had an opportunity.



   Seeing a small smile finally widen, as she felt herself calming in my
presence, little Alyssa looked around, seeming to be looking for someone.

   "Huh?" I asked.

   "Is...is Shelly gone?" she asked me.

   "Shelly?" I asked back, realizing who she meant.

   "She's mean...I don't like her...Mommy said I needed a baby sitter..."
she began to quietly rant.

   "You two looked like sisters..." I casually mentioned.

   "...ew!  No...she's my Mom's sister's daughter...who's a big meanie
too..." the cute little girl explained, as she stuck out her tongue with a
disgusted look at the mere thought of her lack-of-love for her aunt and
cousin.

   "I see....she's gone though...." I smiled, with a nod.

   A smile formed again, then her eyes looked around again, "...but
what...where is she?  She's supposed to make me lunch..." she remembered,
getting a look of worry on her face.

   Quickly I came to a simple, but soon-to-be remarkable idea.  Taking out
my wallet, and opening it towards her widening eyes, showing off the few
hundred dollars, in $20's, I smiled.  "If you want, I can take you to get a
burger, or something..." I began, seeing no worry or fear on her face, as a
complete stranger was offering her a free meal.

   "Really?" she asked, then took me by surprise as she wrapped her arms
around me and gave me a rather strong hug, pressing her soft, supple body
into mine--making me wish she was completely naked, and impaled on my now
near-bursting cock, which was fortunately confined by my pants and boxers.

   I nodded, "...of course.  I have a little niece who's about your age..."
I added, lying my ass off, but giving her a bit of comfort as she released
me from her hug, and tugged down her lifted shirt, which had given me a
wonderful view of her tiny belly, and a glimpse of her mini, sexy little
nipples.  Then she caught my gaze.

   "You saw my nippies..." she laughed, a little embarrassed suddenly, as
she blushed a little.

   "They were cute..." I freely replied, seeing how she'd react.

   A brief pause, and she looked around to see if anyone else was
watching--then she flipped her shirt up once more, for a longer time,
letting me stare(a maybe even lightly drool a bit), as I took a good look
at her small nipples, "nippies" was a good name for such tiny, delicious
looking wonders.

   "You think so....?" she asked, as she covered herself back up, then
noticed something herself, dropping her eyes to what I knew would be
noticeable by now.



   My cock.

   Leaning closer to me, she whispered, "...is that your thingy?" she
asked.

   I took notice of her directed gaze, and knew my about-to-burst erection
was needed freedom, as well as a good little pussy-fucking.  Nodding, I
smiled.  "Have you ever seen one before?" I asked back.

   A soft smile, then a short nod, "...I....I saw one on my cousin
Billy..." she replied, giving me an instant added thrill as I pondered and
imagined what else may have gone on.

   "How old is he?" I asked, needing more information.

   "He's older than Shelly....they were in Shelly's room last time I went
to their house...both were in their nakeds..." she led on, giving me an
instant vision of Shelly, who was quickly returning to my good graces, as I
imagined her naked, perky tits, and smooth ass.

   Feeling I was lost in sexual thought, I looked back at Alyssa, "...what
were they doing?" I asked again, needing more, but not wanting to seem too
"into" the slightly embarrassed recollection.

   "...I didn't see, cause Billy turned around and shut the door, thats
when I saw his thingy...then I heard Shelly say something to him..." she
continued.

   "What?" I asked, as I could feel my precum dripping through my pants.

   "She told Billy to stick his "Hard Cock" inside her....?  I don't know
what they were doing...but when I was taking a bath later, I saw Shelly
still in her nakeds, come in the bathroom, and go tinkle..." she went on.

   I shook my head, wanting to see what Alyssa had seen.  "Did either of
them say anything to you?" I asked, wondering if the sexy little girl was a
possible 3rd-Wheel in the incest between ther sibling cousins.

   She shook her head, "...Billy let me see his thingy, a few weeks
later...he asked if I wanted to touch it, but I was too scared, and he left
my room.  Shelly told me I was...a bad word...then I cried....and she's
been a real stinkyface since..."

   "Well that's not nice..." I replied, placing a kind hand on her
shoulder, and getting more aroused as I wanted to be Billy, and not only
fuck Shelly, but offer my cock to Alyssa--which I NOW knew I was going to
do, but wanted to give her a good meal, and make her as happy as possible
before doing something to her she'd never dream of in a million years.

   She seemed to almost feel a great weight was lifting off her tiny, small
shoulders, giving me another smile, and hugging me once more, letting me
inhale her heavenly fragrance; a fruity scented shampoo, and a slight hint
of sweat which was masked by bubble gum, which I'd noticed she'd been
popping bubbles with earlier.

   "So...what do you want to eat?" I asked, giving her another second to
stare at my slowly drooping tented pants.

   "I saw a Mickey-D's down that way..." she began, pointing towards the
familiar Golden Arches that was only a block or so away from the park. 
Looking back at me, I nodded, knowing she'd be a cheap date, but happy to
make her happy, before I'd take the necessary initiative.

   Standing back up, I held out my hand, and she giggled as she took it,
and we walked across the large field, towards the street corner, where the
fast food joint was across the way.

   Making our way, quickly across, we stepped inside, to see a few people
eating, but not much of a line.  I ordered a "Large Mic"(y'know), and a
orange soda.  She seemed to be contemplating her own order, then glanced at
the current Kids meal toys, and looked back at the cashier.

   "I'll have burger, and a milkshake!" she exclaimed, laughing as her own
volume caught her off guard.

   Deciding it was best to have a picnic with our food, we headed back to
the park, and find a quiet spot, near the shaded trees where Molly and I
had fucked, weeks earlier, and had first met the cute little fuck Sandy.

   My cock was already swelling once more, as I took a bite of my burger,
and didn't notice Alyssa had spotted the tent in my pants.  "It's big
again..." she noted, taking my attention away from my meal, and looking
back down at her.  She laughed, "...why does it get big?" she asked.

   Sipping my soda, I smiled, not about to lead her into any false paths,
wanting to be completely truthful, as I did intend to show her mine, as I
planned on her showing me all of hers as well.  "It gets big when it's
happy..." I began.

   She tilted her head, like a cute, little sexy puppy dog(okay, random
comparison).  "What gets it happy?" she asked again.

   More abrupt honesty, "...Cute Girls." I smiled, sipping my drink, and
waiting to see her reaction.

   "Girls?  Like me?" she asked, completely getting my answer's meaning.

   I nodded again.  "Uh-Huh."

   She smiled, suddenly happy, "I'm cute?  You think so??" she asked,
blushing in her modesty, happy to be complimented by the still
near-stranger, who'd bought her lunch, and was introducing her to a topic
of discussion MOST little girls never discussed with anyone, let alone a
complete stranger.

   I smiled.  "You're absolutely beautiful....I wish I had a little girl
who was as cute as you..." I added to her blushing, wanting to shower her
with my affection.

   "...so she could make your thingy happy?" she asked back, connecting the
points, and making me nearly choke on my soda.

   "I...well...yeah, I guess so..." I replied, as I now badly yearned for a
daughter of my own, and was already planning on knocking Molly up as soon
as she returned home, hoping we'd have a daughter, who I could take full
advantage of, and we could raise in a completely open and incestuous way.

   She sipped her own milkshake, then scootched closer to me in the shade,
and smiled.  "We could play pretend...." she began, as I knew where her
still-innocent child mind was heading, and I tried to keep from shooting
off in my pants.

   "Pretend?  Like what?" I asked, playing her.

   "I could be your little girl, and you can be my daddy...!" she
exclaimed, hopping up, and slipping as she came down, tipping into my lap,
and feeling my covered cock jut her in the ass, "...wow...it IS big..." she
whispered, as she stayed in my lap, and softly rubbed her still-covered ass
over my cock, just slightly, getting a feel of it, then smiling once more.

   I paused, not wanting to lose control, rip her pants and panties off,
and fuck her right there, out in the open.  "Well...where should we play?"
I asked, keeping control, then feeling a bit of pressure relieved as she
stood back up.

   Looking around, she spotted the familiar location I knew all too
well--where I'd fucked a Sandy and little Lissa, suddenly realizing the
similarities in names, and hoped Alyssa would be just as good, if not a
better little fuck--the public bathroom.  But I noticed it was a occupied,
and a few mothers and other adults had gathered around.  "Hmmm...maybe
somewhere nice...How about you can come to my house?" she asked, opening an
invitation towards me.

   A bit of unease fluttered inside me suddenly, "...will your cousin be
there?" I asked her.

   "Can we go to your house?  Then I can be your little girl, and I can
help you make dinner, and clean, and stuff...my house is kinda stinky..."
she led off, trying to make up her mind, not realizing she was picking her
future cherry-popping locale.  My nerves withered away, and I nodded.  Her
face lit up, and she giggled.  "Really?  We can?" she asked again.

   Not about to ruin her day once more, I smiled.  Pushing the realization
that taking a strange little girl into my apartment out of all thoughts,
and wanting to move closer to my goal.  Fucking another cute little pussy,
and making Alyssa as happy as she could be.

   I held my hand out once more, and lead her towards the parking lot, and
my car.  Surprisingly the sight of a man, and a girl, who had no
connection, holding hands and walking together caught no ill, or odd looks
from passerby's.

   Unlocking her door, as well as my own, we got in, seatbelts fastened,
and took off towards my apartment.  Turning on the radio to what most
people don't even consider "Music", but knowing Alyssa's age range LOVED
the "pop'py, overplayed, auto-tuned" crap, I just smiled, as she sang
along.

   Not more than a few minutes later we pulled into my apartment parking
space, and I opened her door, leading her out, and we entered the fairly
big apartment I'd been living with Molly in for the last few years.



   "Is this "OUR" house...Daddy?" Alyssa asked me, turning to look back at
me as I locked the door, deadbolt as well, and smiled back at her.

   "Yep...it is, my cute little daughter..." I played along, wanting to see
how "loving" of a daughter she'd be in our "pretend".

   She walked over to me, and lifted her arms, wanting to be carried by her
"Daddy".  I picked her up, and settled my hand under her soft ass, not just
to support her, but to enjoy the feel.  "What do we do now, Daddy?" she
asked.

   "Can Daddy get a kiss?" I asked back, then nearly came as her tiny lips
puckered up, and she kissed me on the cheek.  I kissed her back, on her
soft face, and she giggled.  "Can Daddy get another kiss?" I asked again,
then got an added thrill as she put on her brave face and kissed me softly
on my lips.

   She laughed, then seemed to be suddenly nervous, "...Daddy...I think I
gots ta tinkle..." she told me, as she hopped down, and looked around. 
"Where's your potty?"

   I took her hand, and led her to the bathroom, and didn't even get a
chance to react as she slipped her pants and cute, bright orange panties
down, sitting on the toilet, and letting go with her piss, hearing it fall
in the water below.

   My eyes were entranced, loving to watch girls, especially little, cute,
unaware-of-their-cocktease-ability girls.  My cock was growing once more,
as I watched her piss continue to flow, loving the sight, and hearing her
sigh as she felt her bladder empty.

   Seconds later she stopped, and looked over at me, noticing my cock was
sticking nearly through my pants once more.  "Daddy...your thingy must be
happy!  Is me peeing cute?" she asked, not knowledge'd on the arousal of a
pissing pussy.

   Nodding, I walked closer to her, as her tiny legs were spread on the
toilet seat.  Her tiny, dripping, smooth girly slit was so close, so
tempting.  "My little, cute girl...Daddy likes when you tinkle..." I
replied, loving Alyssa so much, badly wanting her to be my actual daughter,
then kneeling down, right in front of her on the toilet, getting closer to
her little slit, which had a few drops of piss on it.

   Surprisingly, the "Pretend" must've been keeping her in a innocent frame
of mind, as a still-strange man was looking right at her little slit, and
she wasn't even caring.  "Do you think my coo's cute?" she asked, not sure
why I was staring at her most intimate of intimates.

   "Yes." I nodded, wanting to dive right in, and lick her little slit
clean, and ready her for a pre-loli orgasm.

   "It is?" she asked once more, pulling her shirt up a bit, then she must
have decided it unnecessary as she peeled it off, exposing her tiny little
nipples, all to get a closer look at her little slit.  She softly touched
it, and looked back at me.  "It's cute?  It doesn't look any cute to me..."
she tried to comprehend my attraction.

   "It's beautiful...just like you, my little girl..." I smiled back,
leaning in, and kissing her on the lips, as she was nearly completely nude,
without much encouragement, and all on her own.

   She looked back at my crotch, still bulging, and had a look of thought
on her face.  "...Daddy...what does a cute daughter do when her daddy's
thing is happy?" she asked, not sure what things were about to lead to.

   "Well...when a daddy loves his cute little girl, they play a game..." I
began, recalling the "story" I'd told my sister Sherri, almost word for
word.

   "A game?  Like what?" she asked.

   "Well...it's called the "I Do-You Do" game.  I do something to you, and
you do something to me..." I continued, loving to play the game YEARS
earlier all the time with my sister, who usually got me off in only a few
minutes.  I remembered the first time SHE had an orgasm, which led me to my
love of girls pissing.

   "So...You do something to me...?" she asked, still curious, but I could
see some unease of her own, coming to some realization that reality was
sinking in, and she was 99% naked in a strangers home.

   Not wanting to advance too far, without her consent, I paused.  "I can
take you back to the park..,or your house.  We don't have to play..." I
told her.

   She smiled, stood up, and suddenly set her hand on my cock, still
covered, but giving me her own sign she was wanting to play.  "Daddy....Mr.
Steve...can...can you be my daddy, for real...?" she suddenly asked, with a
sudden tear in her eye, feeling a bit of sadness.

   I had to hold her now, tight against me, looking past the arousal, and
sexual desire, and feeling remorse for whatever was going on in Alyssa's
obviously-not-perfect life.  "What about your Daddy...?" I asked, realizing
I knew very little about her.

   "He...he's a bad Daddy...he hits Mommy sometimes..." she began, stepping
back, and standing still nearly naked, as she began to sob.

   I suddenly felt a renewed sense of anger, wanting to meet the abusive
son of a bitch, and kick the shit out of him.  "Does your daddy ever do
anything to you?" I asked her.

   She shook her head, "Mommy doesn't let him, but he hits her...he's in
jail...Mommy says she still loves him...but my Aunt...she says they should
get a deevorce..." she replied, recalling more traumatic memories, as she
leaned back into me, her soft, naked body a little chilly now.

   I held her, wanting to warm her with my own body heat, but also never
wanting to let her go, wanting her to be happy, and now from her terrible
family life, wanting to be her father.  "I have an idea..." I began, as I
put my own thoughts together, looking past the plans I'd been wanting to go
through with, but wanting to get Alyssa in a good frame of mind.

   Remembering Molly's brother/lover was a lawyer, which never really
seemed to be a good career choice for him, as he hated most of his work, I
was already concieving a plan, one I know he, and of course Molly would be
in favor of.

   Looking back at the beautiful bodied Alyssa, I held her once more,
"...lets get dressed, and warmed up.  If you want I can take you back to
your place...let me call someone first..." I began, seeing her slight
worried expression.  "It...it's okay, do you remember where your daddy is?"

   "Uhm....something STATE....it's a big jail...we get mail from him..."
she replied, as she hurriedly redressed, feeling her chill, and I had to
stare at her pointy little nipples as they poked through.



   Leading Alyssa out to the living room, I turned on the TV, letting her
watch the Cartoon Channel.

   I walked into the other room, and dialed my Molly's brother, Jake. 
Moments later he answered, and I could hear Molly on the other end, faint,
moaning.

   "Hey...this....this is Jake...what's up?" he asked, knowing it was me
calling.

   "Fucking her again?  Don't wear her pussy out..." I smiled, laughing.

   "Sorry dude, Ho's before Bros..." he chuckled.

   "I have a problem...well...I need help..." I restarted.

   "Like what?" he asked, then I heard the phone change hands.

   "Hey babe...getting little pussy?" Molly, now on the phone, asked.

   "As much as I can..." I started again, but I heard Jake moan a couple
times, as he must've been shooting his load, followed by their mother
saying something about "cumming on her girl's ass".

   Moments later Jake, sighing, came back on the phone.  "So whats the
problem?"

   "There's a cute girl sitting in my living room..." I added.

   "Geez...a little risky..." Jake began to laugh.

   "I think her father's an abusive prick...and her mother's been
beaten..." I interrupted, knowing Jake, as well as Molly, their parents, as
well as my own family didn't like child abusers, or men who beat their
wives.

   "What's the girl's name?" Jake asked back.

   "Alyssa...cutest little girl I've seen...so wonderful...we were playing
"Pretend", and calling each other "Daddy" and "Daughter"...nothing out of
the ordinary...then she...she asks me if I could be her REAL Daddy..." I
led off.

   "Do you know where her real father is?" he asked back.

   "State Prison...down in Salem..." I replied.

   "I'll look into it, I have a few friends working in the Capital..." he
explained.  "Is there a last name?"

   "Hold on..." I began, as I set the phone down.

   Peering back into the living room, Alyssa was still watching cartoons.

   "Alyssa..." I got her attention.

   "Huh?  What is it Daddy??" she asked me, making me smile.

   "What's your last name?" I asked, somewhat strange sounding to ask.

   "Aston....why?" she asked back.

   "I'm just telling my friend what a cute "daughter" I have..." I winked
back, getting her giggling again.

   Back on the phone, I heard Jake's mom moaning, and could feel my own
cock reacting.  "You there?" I asked him.

   "Yep...Molly's muff diving..." he replied.

   "Aston...her last name is Aston..." I stated.

   "Huh...?  OH....Aston, sounds familiar...I think one of the new lawyers
had a case with some guy named Aston...Paul, I think was his name..." Jake
explained.

   "What do you want to be that's her dad..." I replied.

   "I saw his mugshot, his record seemed to be full of abuse cases,
battery, domestic shit...probably the same prick.  What is it you want me
to do?" he asked.

   "Her mother claims she still loves the prick, and I don't want Alyssa
thrown back into that mess...her family situation is all fucked up...I
witness her bitchy, though hot, cousin's temper first hand in the park
earlier--slapped her cute face of Alyssa--which is how I came to the
current situation..." I explained.

   "Are you thinking what I think?" he asked once more.

   "If there's any legal way...and Alyssa's own question, plea...for
asylum...she was absolutely distraught...yes.  If I can be given custody,
even temporarily..." I began.

   "There's not a whole lot of legal mumbo-jumbo...but I know you have an
absolute affection for girls, and you'd have all the support you'd need..."
he explained more, "...I think it can work though."

   "Great..." I smiled.

   "I'll get back to you..." he replied.



   Walking back into the living room, I saw Alyssa has dozed off, and was
resting on the couch, her little body laying, cutely sleeping.

   I wanted to wake her, and tell her what I knew would be the best thing
in the world.

   I wanted to wake her, and continue playing the game we'd started.

   But I knew that in no time at all, she'd be my daughter.  And I'd be her
father.

   And we'd be able to play all the games we wanted.

   The End of Part 6