P A R D E S   N O G A H

An Erotic Story
by Yonny Love

Copyright © by the Author, hereby known 
as Yonny Love, 2006

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CHAPTER TWO

A PARDES OF PURE LOVE

"And from then on – You have been Lovers", ask-determined 
Danny, smiling slightly. "Yes – that's right", said I, 
and Nogah added, "and what I especially am glad about, 
is that we've never stopped to think – wow, what would 
'society' say, what would mommy say!! Gods", smiled 
my ADORABLE Lover, my Twin-Sister, "should we have 
considered that – best not to think!!" We hugged, 
and I kissed her lips, my tongue darting into her 
Lovely mouth and licking her Teeth. "I admire You". said 
Sarah. "Just that – totally admire and adore You. Really".

The next Afternoon, I had to go to look for a new victim. 
Didn't feel like, actually. Ever since I have become 
a Father and the Girls became Mothers (we did not know, 
of course, whether it was my sperm-cells, or Danny's, 
which gave birth to `Idith's adorable Twins – and did not 
care to check it, either, not even if we would have 
the tools to perform such an analysis – which, of course, 
we hadn't. We still refuse to check such things – for 
convinience proper, Nogah' children are considered 
to be "mine" and `Idith's – Danny's, but it can very well 
be vice versa and has no real importance. All our kids 
are all of us' to care for, raise, give Love and food to – 
we are a Commune, at which all of us are one big happy 
Family. So it has always been – and forever and ever 
shall be…) – and *particularily* due to Sarah' and Arik's 
accidental-yet-blessedfil arrival – I have felt more 
and more uneasy, about this entire concept of taking away 
young, innocent Lives, just for the sake of our nutritional 
needs – but Nogah had insisted, that for the time-being, 
we should not change anything in the usual fabric of our 
every-day Life.

However, while driving away Southwards along the length 
of `Hazith ha-Darom ("the Southern Front") street – 
which seperates Re`hovoth and Gibton – I had suddenly 
noticed an incredibly Beautiful young child, who 
seemed to be not a single day older, than nine years old 
THE MOST, walking by the right, Western (Gibtonese) side 
of this town-edge street. And SO *B_E_A_U_T_I_F_U_L* 
she was! Bright Blond hair, which was long and just 
a slightest bit wavy, slim, yet strong hands, bright, 
yet tanned complexion… She was wearing absolutly nothing, 
but a red, sleeveless shirt and a white mini-skirt. Both 
her Soulders and Knees were bare, as well as her feet. 
And, once passing her, I had seen, at the side-mirror, she 
had the cutest face – AND FRECKLES.

My Sister Has Freckles.

I stopped the car and decided to check and see, just 
how innocent and trusting she may be. "Hey", I waved her, 
"want a ride?"

And – would You *Believe* it?! – she accepted my offer 
right on the spot!!

"What's Your name, pretty Girl?" I asked, as I resumed 
my driving along the road, smiling at her with a greedy, 
Paedophile Desire, staring fondly and deeply into her 
grey-green eyes – instead of looking ahead – and, she 
screamed, frightfully, "watch the road!!"

I carressed her hair with my right hand, while manipulating 
the steering wheel absent-mindedly with just three fingers 
of my left. "It's okay my Love… don't worry. At worst", I 
said, smiling and winking at her, "we would hit -" and I 
pushed, deliberately, on the gas "- this ugly woman", 
whom we hit – AT FULL SPEED.

The child stared at me, shocked. "Wow, you – you –" 
"just killed a pedestrian". I nodded, hoping that she 
wouldn't choose to freak out.

But, then – she smiled. "Nah", she said, her eyes 
a vicious fire of pure Satisfaction, "You've just killed 
my bloody, ass-wicked witch of a teacher!!"

Her smile lit her entire being, and her eyes shone at me 
with a Complete and TOTAL Idolation. 'You are my Hero', 
she told me with no words – none were ever necessary. 
I carressed her hair, leant down and kissed her, fully 
on the lips. She leaned back and opened her lips slightly, 
allowing my tongue to enter her sweet, candy-taste Mouth. 
I could not *believe* it – I had been Frenching a 
nine year old CHILD!! Who wanted it just like I did!! Man!! 
THAT was *Definitely* something else!!

She mountained upon me, hugged my neck Tightly and we went 
on and on kissing, while my boner becomes as hard as 
a diamond, At Least. "I Love You"… she murmured, and 
kept on drinking my saliva eagerly out of my mouth… 
just like I was doing her.

And by then, I had noticed something…

SHE HAD NO UNDERWEAR ON HER CUTIE LITTLE BUTT. NOTHING.

Some people, I'm sure, would define my following action 
as a forcible Rape. I know it but still, I totally refuse 
to apologize, "assume responsibility" or anything of the 
kind – I wanted her – my COCK wanted her – and I was 
going to HAVE her, whether she may like it or not!! 
My Cock was putting me, in fact, on the auto-pilot; 
I, for one, had absolutly no control whatsoever anyhow, 
on the following, unfolding events.

And – luckily for both of us – she had mannaged to enjoy 
my breaking her hymen and tearing her bloody virginity 
a hell away, with far more Joy, than I would have thought 
was possible, for a child so young and thin (thin – meaning 
she was tight. VERY, _V_E_R_Y_ TIGHT).

Of course, it had involved A LOT of pain for her – 
she *had* cried, even asked me to stop – but, when I 
did not seem to be able to hear her (and I really couldn't 
hear her, not really), she had wisely chose – apparently 
by some special, Natural instinct she had deep inside her – 
to enjoy this fucking, this violent screwing, instead of 
fighting against it…

AND THE SENSATIONS WERE  D I V I N E ! !



I had kissed her and looked her deeply in the eye, 
Loving her beyond all words can say. "I Love You 
SweetHeart", I whispered in a low, Aerotic voice, 
"and I Hope I was not hurting You too badly"… "You didn't 
hurt me at all", she half-smiled at me sheepishly. "I kinda 
liked it, even". I felt relieved. "Good… I shall NEVER do 
ANYthing to hurt You, Love. NEVER, never at all. You are 
*the* most Beautiful Child I have EVER met… We've only 
just met but – I LOVE You"…

But there was one thing, I did not know what to do about… 
Should I be taking her with me? Back, into our Pardes? 
Would she like it there, knowing she shall *Never* 
be allowed even to speak to her Family-members?

Heck, I thought then, all in a good time. She will learn 
to accept it….with time.

While driving back Home, we just happened to come across 
a couple of teenage girls goofing around and laughing. 
After a while, one of them bide her goodbye to her fellows 
and took off – which was just perfect for us stalkers 
to hit her from behind…

It was fast, so she never actually knew, I think, what 
at all was it exactly, that hit her, smashed her lithe, 
beautiful and attractive body on the road and did off 
with her life. And – needless to say of course – there 
had been no witness, none at all; by then, we already were 
Pros at that field. We knew, when people watched us – 
and when was it safe for us to do our kill.

         *                         *                         *

Actually, even more than Nogah had admired the dead girl's 
body, she was disecting for her amusement – before deciding, 
which parts to cook above the fire that very night 
and which ones to conserve for later times – she seemed to 
worship Dina – the little Beauty's – living, radiating one. 
"Wow – she looks Gorgeous!! Good choice!!" she kissed me 
passionately, while glaring at the child admiringly. 
"You're Gorgeous!!" she cried out – and went to french 
the child herself. Din – who was, naturally, stark naked 
by then like the rest of us, had just blushed while smiling 
embarressedly – it had been obvious, that she had 
never learned the concept of girl-to-girl physical, 
Erotic Love was anything like feasable, or even concievable. 
Further more, she was, of course, quite a bit traumatized 
by the revealation, that we were just about to *EAT* 
our latest victim's body!!

As, of course – one needs to remember that, while 
killing other people is highly common and very much the norm 
in the "acceptable" society, yet EATING the dead body 
of the victim, is much less so. Why? Beat me… Never cease 
to amaze me, those fucked-up, sickeningly despicable 
"society codes"!!

Anyway, with my Sister's Goddess-given ingeniuity, 
our cute little Dina had agreed to try, and put a tiny piece 
of the dead girl's half-rare lever in her tiny little mouth 
– and of course, once You've tasted this bit of Heaven, 
there is NO WAY BACK.:-))

And as Dina had told us, we needn't have worried about her 
"missing her Family" – she had actually considered 
to run away, as she was just growing SICK of school, 
her mother's strangeness (the bitch had actually no time, 
really, to dedicate to her only child!), her Father's 
being away sailing most of the time (as, just like our Dad 
– be Blessed his Memory – he was a MORS-officer, as well 
as a prime navigator), and generally, practicly having 
nobody to actually CARE for her, to hug her when she was 
feeling deprssed, to be with her, just because. And she knew 
this: with us, she will NEVER be alone.

         *                         *                         *

It was a late night hour, when we had carried out our 
sweetest orgy so far. `Idith was elected to be that one's 
centre of attention, with all of us surrounding her. 
Danny was licking her anus while I had penetrated her 
Love-tunnel slowly, tenderly, just like she's always Loved. 
Nogah and her were kissing, frenching and joyfully touching 
each other's full, oversized Breasts, which had just fed 
our three ADORABLE tiniest SweetHearts, the firsts of 
many children to be born in the Sweet Citrus Land. 
Dina was learning how to suck Arik's tiny little Penis – 
while Sarah was licking her, long, luscious and 
saliva-filled licks, all over her cute, perfect tiny body, 
actually covering her with her mouth-waters, while 
letting her young baby-brother to play with her genitalia 
just as much as he had felt like. And `Idith, smiling 
tenderly, reached over with her pale, thin hand, to carress 
Arik's almond-hair, her eyes show only pure, boundlessly 
selfless Love.


THE END