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   A Pedophile in a Naturist Campground

   Mg+ MF MF+ MFg Fg gg Cons, Rom, Pett, Extr Pedo, Oral, Pedo, Piv, 1st,
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   There's nothing like vacationing in a luxurious RV at a naturist camp
ground, lots of lovely little angels anxious to come play and be tickled
all day long.  Meeting and falling for a sexy young woman 'of age' seemed
odd since I much preferred them younger, but Cheryl was more my type than I
could have imagined.  The next two weeks were going to be a LOT of fun!

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   To my regular readers: This is little more than a short stroke story
that I wrote a number of years ago.  Rather than destroy it and waste all
that typing, I'm going to include it in my online collection: (1) so it can
be archived for future reference, (2) so varied readers can appreciate a
really GOOD romantic story with a plot and some character development
(unlike this one), (3) and with the caveat that it has little similarity to
my most recent work, deeper romance and a story that makes more sense.

   Also, it is woefully incomplete, but I'm not sure if I want to finish it
since it really isn't the type of story I've come to enjoy writing.  If
you'd like it finished, you're gonna have to tell me.  I'll only continue
to work on it if enough people openly encourage further story development.
All comments and posts will be placed on my Feedback page.

   Enjoy it if you like and remember that it was an early work.

   Eliston (aka Rewdius).

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   No matter how hard I tried to politely stop or discourage them, they
just wouldn't quit coming around.  I wasn't the kind of guy that 'so
called' innocent little girls should hang around with, in spite of how nice
I was all of the time in public.  If their parents knew just what I was
interested in, they would have tried MUCH harder to keep their pretty
daughters away from me, at ALL costs.

   Perhaps their parents really DID know what I am interested in and took
no obvious action against it because they suspected I was fairly tame for
being a wanton pedophile.  Of all the classifications of child lover, I was
one that liked to just look at and gently touch, at least up to this last
year.  It was growing increasingly difficult to keep from having a romp
with a few of my 'playmates', their soft puddies so very tempting.

   It often makes me wonder when I'm laying alone in my comfortable bed,
recalling a long wonderful day with a single or lots of lovely little
angels that are far too tempting to resist, their soft bodies eager to be
caressed and held, and their quiet acceptance of a man that much preferred
to tenderly caress and 'pet' rather than push and force.

   Even though this vacation park is fully naturist, it still fascinates me
how quickly or easily little girls seem to wander too close to the wrong
sort of adult males, namely ME, in spite of my ability to walk around in
the nude.  They seem to instinctively know who will cause the most trouble
and who they might consider 'fun'.

   I was 'fun', but was growing concerned that they'd realize that being
around them, I was getting to be more and more the 'troublesome' type,
concerned that the other adults might catch on to the type of games and
play I was more likely to be involved in.  Lap dancing would be an
appropriate term for what 'I' liked, but gentle wrestling or tickling was a
sufficient title for the tender and ticklish beauties that drew my
attention.

   The rest of the adult community graciously accepting my willingness to
have constant loud squeals and peels of joyous laughter generated from all
my little playmates, their mothers and grandmothers never preventing them
from spending hours with me in or around my nicely outfitted RV and
comfortable campsite.

   Five years of coming to this park was long enough for most of the adults
and their children to get to know me pretty well and for me to figure out
just who I might be able to touch and fondle with just a little prompting.
The Carson girls were annual favorites, staying about two months.  The
Wilson sisters were also becoming regulars, staying around six weeks.

   I hadn't taken FULL advantage of any of the girls up to this point, but
it was becoming increasingly difficult to resist the temptation to stroke
more than my hands back and forth against their soft, silken, prepubescent
cunnies or massage their bums with my full hand while they sat on my lap or
pressed their bodies into mine.

   The most that I had done the first year was to hold my hands up against
their tiny waists, hug them around their chests and barely caress their
little titties, casually fondle or brush my hand softly against their full,
round bums, or sneak a quick feel of their plump pudendums without them
realizing what I was able to get away with.

   The second year I was permitted to openly cup a number of the little
girls' bums, a wayward unseen finger never batted away if it ventured
between a pair of silken thighs.  That was the year that I received
permission from at least two of my playmates to give them some 'tingles',
as long as their parents didn't find out.

   The third year was even better than the second, my two previous little
buddies anxious to come see me when they saw my huge RV come trundling up
the narrow drive, both of them so anxious to play that they ran straight
toward my vehicle before I'd even gotten halfway to my reserved spot.  To
cup and fondle those two while I let them turn the steering wheel was a
real joy, neither of them the least bit upset when I began to root around
much further between their thighs and add a certain something to their next
quick cum.

   They helped me set my place up and were keenly anxious to go exploring
inside my RV, as long as I showed them where the bedroom was and how soft
the bed felt against their backs.  Those two were so eager, I almost
plugged them that year.

   The fourth year I increased my stable with a few more little angels,
three older and one a LOT younger, a three year old that just didn't
understand the word 'NO' when I told her that my dick wasn't something to
be played with outside.  Having started her INSIDE my RV may have been a
bad idea, because she never truly caught on, her need to keep my dick hard
and pointed toward her tummy, titties or face something of an artform after
the first day.

   That little angel eventually coaxed me into playing some touching games
that were far ahead of her age group, her lips easily coaxed against and
then around my glans for hours of soft kisses and gentle sucks.  That
little girl was certain to be a cum-slut, because she never once wanted to
do anything to me other than hold, wank and then suck on my dick.

   I got to take care of her for her parents a number of afternoons, the
young couple much more interested in attempting to create a look-alike of
their horny three year old and desirous of some privacy in the process. 
Each time she was inside my RV with me, the side door was closed and locked
and we were laying on my bed, her mouth locked onto my cock and my face
splitting her tender thighs.

   She was the one that finally convinced me that having full sex with
little girls wasn't such a bad idea after all, as long as they wanted it
and I didn't hurt them.  A new game that she invented was to find as many
places on her body where I could stick my dick, two tender and anxious
openings easily negotiated and her tight little pussy the one that took
lots of hard work and a brand new bottle of baby-oil.  NOW I know why they
called it 'baby-oil', because men used it to lube up a baby just before he
plugged one.

   From then on until her folks drove away, she was forever trying to find
my baby-oil bottle so we could go play some more.  That little girl was
going to get into LOTS of trouble for sure.  I'm glad I got to play with
her, but it took a lot out of me until they left.

   Now that it's been five years, I can pretty much tell who will let me
touch, fondle, finger and eventually have sex with.  I have no compunction
to taking a preschooler over a hot teenager, as long as they encouraged me
to come play special games and they enjoyed lots of our quiet time with my
tongue or dick tightly wiggling around inside their pussies.

   My most recent playmates, the Carson girls and Wilson sisters seemed to
enjoy dragging my along and keeping me right at the edge of adventure.  I
didn't mind, their soft bodies and lovely forms so much fun to look at and
maybe even touch that I eagerly invited them in.

   All of the girls seemed to take great pleasure in teasing me, each
smiling as they wiggled into my arms and nestled comfortably against my
side or chest.  None of them knew, or at least LET ON that they knew just
how it was affecting me.  It was a Herculean effort to keep from spraying
any of them as they pushed into me over and over as they played and visited
me at my campsite.

   I had always been attracted to little girls, especially the smallest
ones, three to nine years old.  The three Carson girls were the perfect
mix, Lilly, eight, Vanessa, six and my favorite, Candy, who was four this
year.  The Wilson girls filled out the rest of my gift card with Kendra,
nine and Kammy, three.  Their parents seemed to enjoy being liberated from
constantly having to look after their girls, preferring to go off as a
foursome and spend hours as an adult group down at the lake or hiking in
the mountains nearby, leaving the girls in my custody and caring hands.

   There were times I wished they wouldn't trust me so much, since it was
growing terribly difficult to keep from fondling all of them as they
wrestled with me and allowed my hands to 'fall' into various locations
rather innocently.  Being forty six, I was considered an easy target for
their games, since I wasn't encumbered by children of my own.  They must
have thought of me as their surrogate grampa, older uncle or something like
that.  It made me wonder how many times their actual uncles or grampas held
their naked bodies close to theirs, since there was little reluctance on
any of the little girls' parts to allow me to hold or caress their bodies
softly.

   Of course, I never OPENLY touched them anywhere that would have been
considered naughty or immoral in front of their parents or other adults,
but I sure wanted to.  Had I been given the opportunity (of which there
were many) and the little angels would permit it (which they frequenty
did), I would take every chance to gently fondle and caress their soft
forms as often as possible.  I'd seen a few fathers, or what I ASSUMED were
fathers gently caressing little girls' bottoms and upper thighs, slipping
large hands between tiny smoothly tanned legs until the tips of the man's
thick fingers were no longer in the direct sunlight.  Neither the girls nor
I ever said a word as the talented and incredibly fortunate mans' hand
often disappeared from view.

   My favorite little angel Candy, seemed to enjoy being held more than all
the other girls, with Kammy coming in a close second.  I assumed it was
because they were the youngest and because the older girls always liked to
play as a trio, leaving the youngest ones out of any games or activities.
This provided me with just the scenario that I was hoping would develop,
since prior to this summer, the 'older' girls hadn't been so independent
and willing to stray far enough away from my campsite for me to lose sight
of them.  They would play with and around me for hours and hours, allowing
me to watch and often to touch them as they hugged, tickled, leaned on and
held me close to their young bodies.

   "Lilly, Vanessa, Kendra!  Please don't go too far girls.  I'd like to be
able to see you while you're playing, okay?"

   "Ohh-Kayyyy!"

   They returned to the open area about twenty feet from my RV, close
enough for me to watch them play and enjoy the plump softness of their
young bodies, but far enough so they couldn't see where my hands were
beginning to move.  Candy and Kammy were standing on either side of me,
leaning against me as I sat in my chaise lounge in front of my RV under the
screened in canopy.  My arms were around their hips and my hands were
nestled softly near the tops of their pudendums, close but not in direct
contact with their soft folds.  The only daring venture I attempted was to
allow my fingers to slowly and gently caress their skin mere fractions of
an inch away from the beginnings of their tight cleft.

   "Mister Eric?  How come you don't have any little girls?"

   "Well, Candy.  I never got married and it's kind of hard for a single
guy to have little girls on his own without a little help from a woman."

   "You DO like having little girls around, don't you?"

   "Of course I do!  If I didn't like little girls, why would I want to
take care of all of you little devils all the time?"

   "We're not devils!"

   "Oh, YES you are!  Just look here.  I can see your little horns start to
stick out of your head . . .  "

   I moved my hands to their heads, my fingers pressing into the tops of
their hair as if I were trying to push their nonexistent horns back into
their skulls.

   " . . .  and your tail is starting to show too, see?"

   My hands moved down behind both of them and cupped their bums as I
pressed my middle finger between the top of their cheeks, up against their
tailbone.  They foolishly took the bait and tried to turn each of their
heads around so they could see where I was 'pointing'.

   Kammy was looking a little frightened and Candy had an expression of
distrust and disbelief.

   They twisted their little bodies trying to discern how they could have
grown tails without knowing about it.  As they turned around, I let my
hands fall and pushed them between their legs along the tops of their
chubby thighs.  The top edges of my index fingers were no more than an inch
away from their puffy labias, but I resisted going any higher until I was
more comfortable they wouldn't get upset with me.

   Candy wasn't about to be taken for a ride and rebutted my claim.

   "We don't have tails!  You're foolin' us!"

   "No I'm not!  Look!  They're starting to come out right here."

   I returned my hands to their previous position, my fingers cupping their
soft bums, my middle finger pushing between their cheeks and up against
their tailbone.  I allowed the middle of my finger to travel further
between their cheeks, the tip of my second knuckle resting against the top
edge of their pursed sphyncters as I pointed upward.

   "As long as I push, your tails will stay where they belong.  If I let
go, they just might pop out and then who knows WHAT might happen?"

   Kammy was truly getting worried and looked as though she was going to
cry.  Her voice became distorted and she strained to maintain her
composure.

   "I dunna wanna be a devil!"

   I pulled my hand away from her bum and hugged her close to my side.

   "It's okay Kammy.  I won't let that happen.  You just stay right here
with me and I'll make sure you stay just like you are, a VERY pretty little
girl."

   "What about ME?"

   I did the same with Candy, hugging her close to my left side.

   "OH, Candy!  I'll protect you too.  You stay here too and I'll make sure
you're safe with me, just like Kammy.  I wouldn't want my two most favorite
little girls to be turned into devils.  I like you JUST like you are."

   Knowing she was admired by me more than any other little girl, she
leaned into my ear and whispered for confirmation.

   "Am I pretty, too?"

   I leaned into Candy's ear as Kammy was still trying to find her tail, my
hands moving back behind them, again pushing up against both of their
delicate bums.

   "Very!  You're my very best favorite little girl, but don't tell Kammy.
She might get mad at me if she knew I liked you best."

   Candy beamed and smiled so wide, I could see almost all of her teeth. 
She then turned slightly and leaned into me, thrusting her arms around my
neck and hugging me tightly.  As she was cutting off the blood supply to my
brain, she lifted her left leg and tried to climb onto my lap, my left hand
sliding further between her legs, my middle finger coming dangerously close
to her vulva.

   Kammy finally noticed her friend being comforted and assumed a position
opposite Candy's, my right hand moving all the way between her legs and up
against her warm, puffy vulva.  I tried to keep from overtly molesting the
three year old, so I cupped my hand beneath her and lifted her slightly as
if I was trying to pull her up onto my lap, my middle and index fingers
pressing upward against her underdeveloped vagina.

   Being emboldened by my minor success with Kammy, I pushed my left hand
further between Candy's legs and lifted her just slightly, as if I was also
trying to lift her up onto my lap.  I wanted to see if she would approve of
my hand's new location and waited.  To my great relief and satisfaction,
she hugged me a little tighter and opened her legs slightly, enjoying being
held by her big 'boyfriend'.

   My left middle and index fingers quickly assumed a similar location
under Candy's bum and between her legs, gently pushing into her pillow like
flesh as I lifted her.  She accepted my contact willingly and pushed her
left leg even higher on my lap, her knee almost coming into contact with my
still somewhat tame woody.

   I held my mentally tortured victims, rocking them slowly back and forth,
lifting them up slightly and letting them back down as my body swayed to
and fro.  As I lifted each of them in turn, I allowed my fingers to travel
slightly further each time, until both of my middle fingers were delicately
engulfed by preschool pussy, the tips of my fingers coming to rest up
against their underdeveloped and as yet, untested clitties.

   This is what I loved about little girls.

   Given the right circumstances, they would allow almost anything, as long
as it was provided in a fun or loving environment by someone they trusted
or liked.

   They both retrieved a hand from around the front of my neck and stuffed
a thumb into their mouths, laying their heads against my shoulders as I
rocked them softly, fondling them as gently as I could.  Within a minute,
they were both breathing softly, eyes closed and in a quiet slumber like
none other.

   I instantly took this as an invitation to continue my ministrations and
proceed further.  As I continued rocking them both, I wiggled my fingers
further into the folds of their cunnies until I could feel the wetness of
their tiny vaginas with the tips of my middle fingers.  I didn't press too
hard or too fast, fearing they might wake up and become alarmed with my
nasty deeds.

   Now I was truly in my element and I secretly hoped the three older girls
would play further away from us for a little while so I could continue my
naughty activities without anyone seeing.  The naked trio seemed to read my
mind and began to make their way a little further down the clearing, giving
me a better opportunity to molest my youngest charges in total privacy. 
The three musketeers made an obvious effort to look toward my position,
wanting to be sure I wouldn't prevent them from venturing away slightly,
all of them needing to express a bit more independence by the minute.

   This spot at the camp site was my favorite, since I had a partial view
of the lake below, a small clearing before me, lots of trees to provide
privacy and level ground for me to setup my RV.  I had reserved this spot
for ten years after coming here the first time, giving the camp owner a
cash deposit for the entire reservation period.  He happily took the money
and practically took this spot off the chart, making sure than nobody else
would be tempted to try to claim my favorite location when I wanted to
come.

   Wanting to develop my sexual relationship with Candy and Kammy slowly
over time, I had to restrain myself and keep from pushing into them too
quickly.  The tips of my fingers passed through the entrance of their tight
vaginas and were being hugged by the warm, wet sensation of preschool
velvet and I had to satisfy myself with only that amount of digital
intercourse for the next little while.

   As I rocked them softly, I fingered them with equal delicacy, enjoying
the illicit sexual experience totally.  I shifted my head from side to
side, kissing each of their cheeks and foreheads over and over.  Neither
seemed to be disturbed in the slightest with my naughty fingers'
activities.

   After about five or six minutes of genuine fun, Candy was the first one
to awaken and I feared she would make me stop my evil task.  But instead,
she tilted her head back slightly, removed her thumb and allowed me to
steal a sweet little kiss.  Her lips were like warm silk and I found myself
relishing the contact of our lips more than I should have.  If anyone had
walked up upon us, I would have lost my right to visit the camp for the
rest of my life.  Not because of the kiss, but because of what I was doing
with my middle finger WHILE I was kissing her.

   As I luxuriated in the sensation of her lips and the wet softness of her
pussy, my left middle finger slowly invading her exquisite body and giving
my finger tip a wet hug, I treated my right hand to just as much pleasure
as I kept my right middle finger inside Kammy's vagina, slowly finger
fucking her three year old cunt.  Kammy never woke as Candy and I exchanged
saliva, until I pushed a little too hard, forcing Kammy to flinch slightly.

   I pulled my mouth away from Candy and reassured Kammy that everything
was okay, whispering into her ear.

   "It's okay Kammy, I'm right here.  I promise I won't leave you."

   My sentiment was far from what I was supposed to say, having the tip of
my middle finger in a warm, wet location where it really didn't belong. 
Candy opened her eyes and looked at me quizzically while I was cooing with
Kammy.

   Kammy settled back into my hand and shifted her position ever so
slightly, opening her legs a little more.  I wasn't sure if this meant she
approved of my ministrations, or that she felt uncomfortable with the
foreign digit exploring her underside, so I just held my finger still and
waited for her to stop moving and go back to sleep.

   Candy kept looking at my face, shifting her gaze between my lips and my
eyes.  I became aware instantly that she liked for me to kiss her and I was
planning on continuing my exercises as long as I could, provided she didn't
ask too many questions or rejected my advances.  She either didn't mind
where my finger was, or didn't know it wasn't allowed.

   In order to gain her trust, I didn't move my finger either in or out of
her tight love box until we started kissing and then only after we had been
kissing for about a minute or two.

   It had to have been quite a sight, had anyone seen what I was doing. 
Here was a forty six year old middle-aged pedophile, molesting two little
girls right next to his RV under the canopy, the soft breeze gently wafting
through the screen, kissing a four year old as delicately and passionately
as any adult I had ever kissed.

   Candy seemed to enjoy our kisses quite a bit, never seeming to feel
uneasy about my sexual advances.  As time progressed and she grew
accustomed to my lingual attack, I returned to my finger fucking and wasn't
all that surprised when she pushed back into my hand as I kept thrusting it
into her prepubescent pussy.  I don't think she was aware of her body's
need for sex at such an early age, so I found no need to bring it to her
attention as we maintained a loving lip-lock.

   What I DID find surprising was her next movement.  She shifted her left
leg yet again.  This time, Candy pushed her body directly over mine, my
woody softly being held in place by her chubby thighs.  I couldn't contain
my lust or my dick any longer and it began to fill with blood, throbbing
with every heartbeat and growing larger and firmer, pushing between her
legs.

   Magically and without any coaching or requests, her legs spread apart
and my woody extended to it's full length, pressing against the back of my
middle finger as I continued to fondle and finger fuck my little four year
old lover.  I hadn't realized it, but my finger began travelling much
further into her than I had expected, her bum arched backward to accentuate
the amount of pleasure she was obviously feeling.

   She pulled away from my lips, smiled at me and began whispering.

   "I'm glad you like to kiss me Eric.  It makes me feel all grown up.  My
daddy likes to do all this fun stuff with me too."

   As softly as I could, I pushed my mouth to her ear and whispered back.

   "What else does your daddy like to do, Candy?"

   She shifted her mouth to my left ear and whispered even more softly than
me.

   "He likes to put his willy in my peepee, like he does with Lilly and
Vanessa and Kendra.  He hasn't tickled Kammy's peepee yet, 'cause he thinks
she's too small.  Would you like to put your willy in my peepee Eric?  It
really feels neat when my daddy does it."

   I almost sprayed the back of my hand!

   "Only if you would let me Candy.  I don't want to if you don't WANT me
to."

   "I want to show you how good it feels Eric, 'cause my daddy and Mister
Wilson say it feels like Heaven.  That's why I got scared earlier when you
said we were little devils.  My daddy and Mister Wilson say we're all a
bunch of angels since we like to play special games like this."

   Now I knew why all these little angels liked me so much.  I probably
reminded them of their daddies and they wanted yet another playmate while
their parents were off doing who-knows-what.  The fathers were most likely
swapping each others' wives and poking them over and over.  Lucky dads! 
They probably got to have these little girls all the time.  Now it was MY
turn!

   I pulled my finger out of her vagina and used the wetness to help
lubricate the tip of my woody.  Just before I came into contact with her
vulva, she closed her eyes and began kissing me again.  I knew she had been
loved many times before and I was just another adult lover to her.  I only
hoped she hadn't been used TOO many times before, since I didn't know if
she was still 'clean'.  At this point, my dick didn't care and I pushed it
between her legs and I wiggled it back and forth between her labia.  She
giggled into my mouth, pleased with my playfulness.

   It took a little work, but I was able to direct my throbbing member into
the opening of her tight honey box.  Once our flesh became one, she pushed
down against me, forcing me deep into her tiny body.  I had no idea it
would be so easy to fuck her, believing that anything that I had done to
encourage sexual intimacy with such a little girl would have resulted in
immediate incarceration or castration, or both at the same time.

   She began humping me quite passionately, forcing our mouths to come
apart as she pushed herself down.  As she fucked me, I ran my left hand
across her tiny chest, fondling her nipples and caressing her soft skin. 
Her vagina was like electric silk, tugging and squeezing my dick like an
extremely tight glove.

   By the time Candy was comfortable with me deep inside her, Kammy was
awake and smiling, still sucking her thumb and watching us make love, my
middle finger still pushed elegantly between her legs and inside the
entrance of her tender and still virgin pussy.  I leaned over to her,
tugged her thumb out of her mouth and began kissing her just as I had been
kissing Candy.

   Kammy thought it was quite funny and giggled furiously.  I allowed her
to be a little three year old for a minute and played with her lips with
mine.  After that, I began treating her as a sexual playtoy and kissed her
quite deliberately as I thrust my middle finger in and out of her vagina
with determination.

   Candy began cooing and moaning as I felt my balls tighten and before I
was ready, I shot into her with all my strength.  Without any warning,
Candy also reached her zenith and tightened up, squeezing me with all she
could muster.

   When Candy opened her eyes, she nervously and shakily smiled at me and
Kammy.

   "WHHHEEEWWWWWWWW!  That was better than daddy or Mister Wilson.  I wanna
do that AGAIN!"

   I wasn't going to be able to stand for the next day or two, let alone
give this little nymphomaniac another poke.  I lay back on my lounge chair
and tried to recover from my last ordeal as Kammy decided SHE wanted to
ride the pink pickle next.

   "MY TURN!"

   Candy obediently lifted herself off of my still throbbing woody and
allowed her year younger friend to take her place.  I knew there was no way
this little gem was going to be able to impale herself onto me but I wasn't
about to prevent her from trying.  At the very least, it would be quite
enjoyable to see a three year old little girl try to stick a five inch dick
inside her predeveloped pussy.

   I shouldn't have underestimated the little tyke, since she quite easily
was able to mount my dick but not push it all the way inside.  As the head
popped into her tiny vagina, she grimaced with extreme pain, so I began
lifting her up off of me.  She would have no part of this and fought to get
out of my grasp.

   "Kammy, you're still too small, angel.  You'll need to wait for at least
one or two years before you can do what Candy just did.  Once you're a big
girl, you'll be able to do this as much as you want to.  You need to wait
just a little bit longer."

   "NO I DON'T!  I can be a big girl too!"

   With all of her effort and a considerable amount of pain, she plunged
herself back down on my fuckmobile, proving me wrong.  The tears streaked
down her cheeks as she pushed as hard as she could to keep me inside her,
this having been her first sexual intercourse.

   I wanted to lift her up and discontinue her torture, but every time I
tried, she fought just as hard to stay on top of me.  I knew it would
eventually be easier for her and she would enjoy our coupling, but until
then she HAD to be in absolute agony.

   Time ticked by, the noises and squeals of the now distant happy trio
tickling my ears as Kammy kept trying to tickle her insides with my sore
dick.  After a few painful minutes for both of us, her expression finally
changed from agony to extacy.  She didn't move very much for a while, just
sitting on me and softly rocking her hips back and forth.  But after five
minutes, she finally grew accustomed to the difference in our sizes and
began to pleasure herself with me.

   As hard as it is to believe, I had another three year old little girl on
top of me, without the benefit of baby-oil, thrusting against my tightly
bound woody.  As she slowly gained confidence and grew more comfortable
with this massive rod of flesh in her tiny body, she relaxed and allowed it
to travel further and further inside her predeveloped womb.  Little did she
know how much pleasure it would bring to her over her life.  I was the
fortunate man to help her experience the wonders of pleasurable sex for the
first time!

   Our first coupling was occuring with less discomfort or agony for Kammy
than expected.  She didn't cry or scream as if I was tearing her insides
apart and she maintained a rather steady rhythm as she grew confident that
what she was feeling was normal for a sexual being to experience for the
first time.

   As much as I wanted to grab her waist and begin plunging and thrusting
inside her, I maintained control and let her do all the work.  She was
doing a better job than a three year old should do, but I attributed her
skill to all of the previous fuckings that she had to have seen when her
sister and the Carson girls were being impaled by her daddy and Mr. 
Carson. I couldn't imagine how many times she must have seen the other
girls having sex in their young lives, but I was beginning to get the
impression that sex was something that was shared rather openly between
adults and little girls at each of their homes.

   I closed my eyes and dreamed of lazy afternoons and late nights where
each of their beds were sites of slow, loving sex, their daddies being the
instructor and benefactor of sex education in real time.  As each of the
girls grew up, they would need continuous lessons to keep their skills
honed and I knew their daddies were fully up to the task.

   "Am I doing okay Eric?"

   "You're doing FINE, Kammy.  Don't go too fast and you'll enjoy it much
more, since we're so different in size.  If you go slow, you'll get used to
the feeling of having something so big inside you."

   "I've been practicing with my hairbrush since last year.  I saw daddy
tickling Kendra with HER hairbrush for a long time and she really liked it
a lot.  When I started doing it, I was scared at first, but Candy helped me
to make it feel better by going slow and pushing in the right places.  Can
I wiggle on you for a little while longer?"

   "As long as Candy doesn't mind, you can 'wiggle' on me for as long as
you want.  You just have to let her have some fun when she wants to, okay?"

   Kammy looked over to Candy and smiled as she saw her friend with the tip
of her finger in her mouth smiling back at her.  Kammy knew she was now
part of an elite group of young lovers, gifted with soft, beautiful bodies
and loving parents and friends.  She had finally accomplished something
that she had wanted to do for a VERY long time, possibly as long as six or
eight months.

   I wasn't going to be able to outlast her, so I started gently massaging
her tiny clitty with my right hand as she rocked softly on top of me.  She
wasn't sure why she was enjoying what I was doing so much, but she took to
it greedily, closing her eyes and opening her mouth, forming the letter
'O'.

   Within three minutes, she began gasping more and more, taking deeper
breaths and sounding more hoarse as her body began to betray the depth of
pleasure it was about to deliver.  Candy enjoyed seeing her little friend
begin to succumb to her first orgasm and started to softly caress and
tickle Kammy's nipples while I continued to massage her blood engorged
clit.

   Kammy started whimpering quite loudly, almost as if a small animal had
been caught in a steel trap and couldn't get loose.  Candy was quick to
take action and shifted her position so she was sitting high on my chest,
pushing her mouth over Kammy's.  They kissed erotically as I kept my slow
thrusting upward into Kammy, my right arm now under Candy's bum and cunny
as my fingers continued to work on Kammy's clitty.

   Candy took advantage of my arm's location and began sliding back and
forth along the top edge of my forearm, her slick vagina lubricating our
union enough that she was beginning to enjoy her SECOND orgasm with me this
afternoon.

   Kammy was almost yelling into Candy's mouth as her climax began to take
hold of her insides, Candy gyrating and bouncing on my forearm as HERS was
taking her on a wonderful ride through sensual playland.  Kammy's vagina
began clamping and releasing my woody as wave after wave of energy
travelled through her hips and down onto my woody.

   She looked almost horrified as Candy held her head still as her friend
kissed her with extraordinary passion.  I joined in the orgasmic ride to
Heaven as I pushed my left hand around Candy's waist and tried to keep her
orgasm going as I massaged and squeezed her clitoris with the tips of my
index finger and thumb.  My aim was achieved as she began pushing my hand
into her vulva with her left hand, her right hand still holding the back of
Kammy's head.  I couldn't contain my excitement any longer and pumped baby
juice into a mere three year old.  It was the best orgasm I had ever
experienced and I had Candy and Kammy to thank for it.

   They continued convulsing and bucking softly as their orgasms started to
diminish, my fingers slowing their attack so as not to cause any harm or
pain to either of my sexual nymphettes.

   When Kammy finally returned to Earth, Candy let her head and lips go and
leaned back onto my chest, holding my left hand against her cunny and my
right arm between her butt cheeks.  She never stopped rubbing herself
against my right forearm and arched her back as her shoulders came into
contact with mine against the left side of my head.

   "Are you ladies okay?"

   Candy softly responded and again, surprised me with her boldness and
interest.

   "Um-hmmmmm . . .  Thanks Eric.  I wish you could take care of me for the
rest of the summer.  I hope I can come visit you when my mommy and daddy
are camping on the mountain."

   "Are they REALLY going to camp out on the mountain, Candy?"

   "Uh-huh!"

   "When are they going to do that?"

   "When they find someone to take care of my sisters and me."

   "Kammy, are your mom and dad going to go with them?"

   "They want to, but they don't know who'll want to watch my sister and me
while they're gone.  They know a whole bunch of people, but they're busy
with their own stuff."

   "I wonder if they would let ME take care of all of you.  I've got lots
of room in my RV.  Do you girls think they might let you stay with ME while
they go camping?"

   Their enthusiasm couldn't have been contained with steel chains and lead
shielding.

   "YIPPIE!  You'd let US stay with YOU?"

   "Of course I would!  How long do you think they might be gone?"

   "I heard my daddy talking to my mommy and he said he wanted to go on a
two week hike.  He wanted to find an old gold mine way up around the other
side of the hills.  I think it's dumb.  I'd rather be here and play with
you and Kammy."

   "Wow!  It might be fun to have you spend the night with me."

   Candy then expressed her desire to answer ALL of my prayers.

   "I want to sleep WITH you!  Can I?"

   "ME TOO!"

   "Whoa!  Wait a minute!  I don't think your parents would like the idea
of you sleeping with me.  There's plenty of room in my RV for you to sleep
anywhere you want, so we don't need to worry about that just yet.  How
about if we find out if they would LET you stay over first, okay?  Just
remember, what we've been doing today is a VERY special secret.  Even
though your daddies like to do this, it doesn't mean that they'd like for
ME to do it too."

   "Oh, Eric.  You're so silly!  They wouldn't mind if you tickled us like
my daddy and Mister Wilson does.  They would feel better about us being
with you all the time if they knew you loved us as much as they do."

   "Well, how about if we wait until a little later to find out, please?"

   I was beginning to feel VERY scared about having just poked two little
preschool girls.  If their parents found out what I had done, they would
NEVER let them stay with me.

   "I want you both to promise me that you won't tell anyone about the fun
stuff that we did this afternoon.  We need to make sure that they wouldn't
get all mad at me for having fun with both of you.  Will you promise?  If
you don't, then I don't think it would be a good idea for you to ask if you
can stay with me while they go hiking.  You have to promise, or I won't let
you stay with me.  You'll have to find someone else to stay with and I
won't be able to see you when they go, because they'll want to make sure
you're safe and don't get into any trouble."

   I was hoping the reverse psychology would work, but wasn't absolutely
sure.

   "WE PROMISE WE WON'T SAY ANYTHING!  Can we PLEASE stay with you, Eric?"

   SUCCESS!

   "If your parents say it's okay, then you can stay with me as long as you
want.  But you have to ask them without saying anything about how much fun
we had, or they won't EVER let you come over and see me ever again."

   "Okay!  We promise."

   Kammy was still sitting on top of my cock, my semi flacid woody still
pushed up into the entrance of her vagina, Candy laying back against my
chest, and my fingers still working slowly on each of their tiny clitties.

   I was gently running the tips of my fingers against the soft folds of
skin at the top of their vulvar slits, taking in the elegant silkiness of
the warmth and texture.  I could feel each of their bodies react as I found
the most sensitive spot against their clitties, under the pink hood of skin
that didn't know was called their prepuce, which I explored deeply and
repeatedly.  They gently squirmed and wiggled as I tickled and fondled that
same spot again and again.

   Candy accepted my ministrations much more eagerly than Kammy did and
relaxed against my chest and revelled in the attention I was giving her.  I
reached around her waist with my left hand and ran the tips of all my
fingers up and down the length of her pussy slit, pushing harder and
wiggling my fingers when I massaged her clitty.

   Kammy giggled and pushed against my right hand as I rolled the majority
of her clitty between my thumb and index finger, still unsure of just how
much pleasure she could stand at our first playtime session.  I could feel
the tip of her clitoris poking forward slightly as I rolled it between my
fingers and paid particular attention to the bottom edge of it, making her
flinch and jump when I rubbed it softly.

   After a few minutes of constant stimulation, she finally grew tolerant
of the continuous contact and lifted her hands away from mine, allowing me
to increase the speed of my movements and the pressure I applied to her
most sensitive spot.

   The fingers on my left hand were operating on automatic, Candy freely
accepting anything I was doing to her pussy.  As I played with her, I could
sense her desire to return to my hips, so I placated her by pushing my ring
and pinky fingers into her vagina and began fucking her with my least
significant digits as I continued to massage her clitty.  She accepted the
temporary intrusion and relaxed, laying back and enjoying the ride.

   Kammy had become so accustomed to my digital ministrations, that she was
unaware of her next orgasm building inside her and before she could warn
me, she began to hump my woody and thrust against my hand as the feelings
took over her body from hip to brain.

   Her involuntary movements had a stirring effect on me and just as she
started to quiver and convulse, tightening her vagina around my woody, I
shot yet another load of baby juice into her.  After a few minutes, we both
returned to reality.

   "Okay, Eric.  Now it's my turn."

   Candy was no longer willing to accept my fingers and wanted the real
thing.  I wasn't sure how I was going to accomodate her, but I wasn't going
to alienate her on the first day of our sexual lives together.

   "Okay, but you're going to have to let me rest for a minute before we
start, okay?"

   "While you're resting, can Kammy and I go swimming for a little while?
You can come with us and sit in the water and rest while we play and then
we can come back to your camper and play some more, okay Eric?"

   "Sounds like a great idea.  Let's get the other girls to come along so I
can watch them too."

   "Do THEY have to come along too?"

   I could tell my idea wasn't something that she thought was the slightest
bit pleasurable.

   "Well, I am responsible for ALL of you right now, so yes, they DO have
to come along too."

   Candy mulled it over for a few moments and then realized that I was
right.  She helped Kammy up off of my hips, my woody leaving her body with
a soft slurpy 'pop'.  They both giggled and covered their mouths, aware of
just how naughty what I had been doing really was.

   Just as they started to make their way to the lake, their sisters made
their way toward us, none too soon.  If we waited around TOO much longer,
the slick streams of sticky goo travelling down the inside of their thighs
was going to be a dead giveaway.

   "Hi girls!  Would you like to go swimming with Candy, Kammy and me?"

   "YEAH!"

   "Let me close up my RV and grab some towels and then we can go."

   We were down the hill and near the water in no time, our towels dumped
in a heap next to a large oak tree about twenty feet from the water's edge.
All of my charges dragged me into the water and pounced on top of me as the
water reached my hips, causing me to land face first in the lake.  Had I
not taken a deep breath before I went under, I would have swallowed a large
portion of the west end of Lake Marren.

   I was finally able to restore my dignity and pull my face up out of the
water, spitting and coughing as if I had filled my lungs with water.  They
all looked quite concerned and helped me up, feeling quite badly about
almost drowning me.  My acting career was in full swing as I sat up and
displayed an expression of utter horror.

   Once I was sure they all felt completely ashamed of themselves, I wiped
my face and smiled brightly, revealing that I was just playing out a poorly
timed joke.  They immediately thrust their bodies against mine and began
tickling and wrestling with me, splashing and cavorting around me.

   After a couple of minutes of water sports, I was allowed to sit down in
the water and take a break as the entire group of five naked little girls
started splashing each other and swimming around in front of me.  The only
part of me that was visible above the water was my neck and head.

   Being completely hidden from view, I began to slowly stroke myself as I
watched all of my little beauties playing and jumping in front of me.  Had
any of them swum up to me underwater, they would have seen what I was
doing.

   Lilly broke away from her sisters and friends and approached me.  I
removed my hand and covered my woody, just in case she could see what I
might have been doing underwater.

   "Eric, can I sit with you for a little while?"

   "Of course, Lilly.  Did you want to talk or something?"

   "Kinda.  I wanted to ask you something."

   She knelt down in front of me, pressing her knees and shins into my
legs, looking at my face only briefly, not wanting to make eye contact.  I
was a little concerned, since she never kept her eyes away from mine while
we normally sat at my campsite.

   "Are you alright, Lilly?"

   "Yeah . . .  well . . .  not really.  I was wondering if you still liked
me anymore?"

   "Of COURSE I like you, Lilly.  What would ever give you the impression
that I DIDN'T like you?"

   "Well, you don't play with me like you used to.  The first and second
time we came here and saw you, it was lots of fun to visit you at your
camper, 'cause you liked to tickle me and hold me lots more than you do
right now.  I guess it's because I'm not a little girl anymore, isn't it?"

   I was shocked.  As much as I wanted to touch and hold her constantly,
she had the impression that I wanted to avoid her and was in some way
repulsed by her because she wasn't three or four.

   "Oh, Lilly.  I'm so sorry that you think I don't like you, but it's not
true.  Not at ALL!  I think you are such a beautiful little girl and I
'still' would like to hold you like I used to.  I just didn't think you
WANTED me to treat you like that since the third time you came to Camp
Bahiney.  That year, you seemed to get mad at me or act like you didn't
want me to hold you anymore, because everytime I tried, you got very quiet
and looked like you were going to cry.  I didn't want to make you or your
parents mad at me by doing something that might make you want to stay away,
so I just treated you like I thought I should."

   "But you like to hold Candy and Kammy a lot more than me and I just
thought it was because you liked LITTLE girls and not bigger ones."

   "That's not true, Honey.  Candy and Kammy like to hang around me because
you, Vanessa and Kendra seem to want to play by yourselves and they feel a
little left out of the group.  They come to me because I'm willing to play
games with them and stuff."

   "But you hold them a lot more than you do me and Vanessa and Kendra.  Is
it because we're older now?"

   "No, silly.  It's because they are the ones that come to me to be held
and not the other way around."

   "I don't understand."

   "Let me put it this way.  It's not right for me to be the one to reach
out and try to force any of you to come and hold me, or let me hold you
while you're around me.  It's okay if one of you comes to ME and wants to
be held, so what I have to do is wait for one of you to come to ME so I can
hold you."

   She still looked puzzled, so I continued.

   "Lilly, if you want me to hold you, then YOU need to come to me and let
me know or lean up against me and then I'll know it's okay.  If you don't,
then I won't know if it's okay for me to hold you or play with you like I
used to.  It's kind of hard for me to know if it's sokay for me to hold
you, because I can't see what's inside your head.  Do you understand now?"

   "I think so.  What you mean is that you want to kind of ask permission
before you touch me or tickle me like you used to, right?"

   "EXACTLY!  That's the only way I'll know that you WANT me to do anything
like I used to.  What you may not know is that adults like me aren't
supposed to touch little girls unless they WANT to be touched and then ONLY
if it doesn't hurt them in any way.  Does that make it easier to
understand?"

   "Uh-huh.  So, if I WANTED you to hold me, or hug me, or tickle me, then
you want for ME to let you know somehow, right?"

   "Exactly!  That way, I won't make you mad or uncomfortable."

   I knew I was finally having a positive effect on her, since she leaned
forward and reached her right hand out and put it on my shoulder, still
under the top of the water.  She looked at my eyes for a second and blushed
and then removed all doubt as to what she was coming to me after.

   "Eric . . .  can I sit on your lap like I used to?"

   "I'd like that VERY much, Lilly."

   With no hesitation, she crawled up onto my lap, facing me and pushed
both of her arms under mine around my back.  Fortunately, she wasn't close
enough to come into contact with my woody, which was still bobbing up and
down in the water, hidden by my hands up until she shifted her way forward.
I reached around her back and gently held her soft body to mine, reluctant
to pull her too far forward, lest she realize just how much I wanted to
touch her in a VERY special place.

   I used to touch her cunny and bum when she was much younger, but after
the third time her family came here, I stopped doing it since I thought she
didn't like what I was trying to do.  Although my caresses and touches were
very infrequent and subtle in nature, I was able to come into contact with
her body enough for her to notice, should she be smart or aware enough to
realize what I was doing.

   It seems that she WAS aware of my hands' wanderings and must have liked
it immensely, but just didn't know how to let me know she did.  It seems we
were both operating on false awareness of each others' intentions.  Now I
needed to find a way to start my caresses all over again, without making
her mad or getting into trouble.

   "Eric, would you hold me tighter, please?"

   "Are you sure Lilly?  If I pull you any closer, I might touch you in a
place that I am not supposed to.  How about if you got up on your knees and
leaned forward.  It would be alright then, okay?"

   She blushed profusely and the water around her lit up with a gentle red
glow.  She knew what I was talking about and was embarrassed that I was so
open about our bodies accidentally touching 'down there'.

   After a few seconds, she complied with my suggestion and got back up on
her knees, pushing them to the sides of my legs forcing me to squeeze mine
together, amplifying the pressure on my already sensitive woody.

   I pulled her tightly to my chest as soon as I knew her cunny would clear
the distance above my woody and she cooed and mewed softly, enjoying our
hug immensely.

   "Eric, it's been so long since you held me like this.  I'm glad you
still like to hug me.  You're not mad at me for asking you, are you?"

   "Absolutely not!  I miss hugging you too and I have really missed it
ever since that third year.  You don't think it's wrong for me to want to
hold you and touch you all the time?"

   "Uh-uhhhh.  I used to like it when you hugged me and tickled me.  I just
didn't know how to ask you to do it when I saw you.  I guess I was kind of
scared or embarrassed to ask."

   "Well Lilly, I guess you know how I felt, since I knew it would make you
mad if I tried to do something that you might not like.  I'm just glad you
still like for me to hold you like this.  It feels really nice for me to
have you up next to my chest like this."

   "Eric, if I asked you to keep a secret, would you tell anyone?"

   "No.  Of course not!  That why they're called 'secrets' silly."

   "Not even my sisters or parents?"

   "It must be a pretty special secret for you to ask me that.  Are you
sure you can trust me?"

   "If you promise not to tell anyone, then I'll trust you.  But you have
to promise, okay?"

   "Okay, I promise."

   "Say the whole thing."

   This was one VERY suspicious little girl.  Of course I'd give in.

   "Okay, here goes.  I promise I won't tell anyone about the secret you
are going to tell me.  Is that okay?"

   "You really mean it Eric?"

   "I really mean it!  Honest."

   She looked down at my chest and began to formulate how she was going to
share her most intimate secret with me.  I figured it was something rather
simple or casual.  Little did I know.

   "Would you be mad at me if I told you that I wanted a boy to touch me .
. .  you know . . .  down there?"

   "No, I wouldn't be mad, but I'd have to make sure you knew what you were
getting into.  Lots of boys that get to touch girls down there may take
advantage of them and do stuff that the girl doesn't like, even if the girl
says 'NO' after they start touching.  Boys get pretty excited and if they
get to start doing something, they'll often get carried away and want more
and more until they start doing things that make the girl cry.  Sometimes,
in the absolute worst cases, the boy gets so carried away, that he forces
the girl to do stuff that will cause her pain and maybe even worse than
that."

   "You mean, he might rape her if he doesn't get what he wants."

   Talk about direct!

   "Yeah . . .  that pretty much describes it right there."

   "I know a lot more than you think I do, Eric.  I'm not a little . . . 
well, I'm not a BABY girl anymore."

   "No, you're not.  In fact, you're starting to grow into a VERY pretty
young lady.  And soon, you'll be a young woman.  Are you sure you want a
boy to start touching you at your age?  It might lead to all sorts of stuff
that you may not be ready for."

   "I think I can trust him.  I've known him for a few years and he's very
sweet and doesn't do anything that I don't want him to.  In fact, he may
not even touch me unless I actually ASK him to.  He may not know what it is
I want him to do unless I say something right out loud."

   "Well then, why do you want him to touch you down there?  If he hasn't
asked you to, how do you know HE wants to touch you?"

   "Because I saw him touching another little girl and I could tell he
REALLY liked it."

   As she talked, she began caressing my back, which had the immediate
effect of making my woody jump.  Although it was an extremely slight touch,
the stimulation was enough that I could tell I came into contact with her
jewel between her legs.  I quickly adjusted my position so she was just
slightly higher than she was a moment before by lifting my knees and
bringing them up against her bum.

   For a moment, I was tempted to see if she would let ME touch her down
there, just in case the boy she was talking about didn't really want to. 
Maybe I could satisfy her carnal lust, instead of some lucky little twerp.

   With my heart pounding furiously and my hands shaking, I began to do to
HER back what she was doing to mine.

   "That feels nice, Eric.  Could you rub me some more, please?"

   "Sure Lilly.  I'll do whatever you want me to."

   I was hoping my hint took hold and waited for her to offer suggestions
as to how or where she wanted me to rub her next.

   "Eric, if I wanted a boy to do something that was real special, how
should I ask him?"

   "Well, sometimes it's best to just go ahead and ask."

   My young lap dancer sat quietly in front of me for a minute and
eventually developed her next question.

   "Eric?"

   "Yes honey?"

   Lilly began lowering herself onto my lap, her legs splaying apart
slowly. She never stopped looking into my eyes as her lips began quivering,
her vagina coming so close I could feel her body heat even though we were
separated by little more than an inch of water.

   She kept staring into my eyes as her body slipped further into the
water, her titties gone and then her collarbones out of sight.  Then she
closed her eyes and opened her mouth as wide as it would go as out sexes
met.  Without any introductions or hesitation, Lilly lowered herself until
the head of my dick began a tight journey into her soft, hot womb.  She
didn't stop moving until our pubic bones met and she was sitting down on my
lap, my dick all the way inside her and her cervix complaining quietly that
my cock was longer than she expected.

   "Lilly?  Am 'I' that boy you wanted to touch your trickle?"

   Her head bobbed up and down, her smile growing until she almost started
laughing.  After a few moments of exquisite hedonistic sensations, she
closed her eyes and was lost to a world of pedophilic love.

   "That feels so good Eric.  It feels better than when my daddy or Mister
Wilson tickle my pussy at night.  I think I want you to do it everyday like
they do."

   "I'm glad you like it Honey.  If you want, you can move around a little
bit until it makes your insides feel all tingly, okay?"

   "Really?  You'll let ME do it?"

   "Of course Honey.  You can go as fast or slow as you want."

   "I love you Eric."

   "I love you too Lilly.  Just make sure the other girls don't see you and
me having fun or they might make you stop so they can do it too."

   It didn't take her more than two minutes before she had her eyes tightly
closed and was gyrating up and down on my lap in short little stabbing
jerks, certain to impale her cervix with the tip of my cock.  Fortunately,
her movements were slight enough that nobody else seemed to notice and
Lilly was able to give herself a nice vaginal orgasm.  I wanted to empty my
balls into her but couldn't.

   She pushed down as hard as she could with her last thrust and almost
pushed the tip of my dick into her womb, her cervix barely able to keep me
out.  That's all it took for me.  I closed my eyes and hugged her little
body to me as my testicles erupted with load after load of immoral seed.

   "I FEEL IT ERIC!"

   "UMMMMMM.  Damn little girl!  You feel good inside!"

   "Thanks Eric.  I hope you'll let me do this again soon.  It felt nice."

   "It sure DID Lilly.  I'll do it as often as I can, as long as nobody
finds out."

   "Thanks Eric.  I love you."

   "I love you too Sugar."

   As we tried to come to grips with our new relationship, our sexes still
throbbing with carnal hunger, Kendra swam up to us and spoiled the moment.

   "What are you guys up to over here?  Are you making love or something?"

   Lilly snapped back at her quite aggressively.

   "KENDRA!  Cut it out.  I like Eric and if you make him mad, I won't talk
to you anymore.  GOT IT?"

   Kendra reeled back, surprised and embarrassed.

   "I'm sorry, Lilly.  I was just having fun.  I didn't mean anything bad
by it.  I like Eric too and I don't want him to get mad.  He might not want
to let us play with him or stay around his camper if we make him mad, so
please don't be mad at me.  I didn't want to make YOU mad at me either."

   Kendra was truly repentant and put her hand on Lilly's left shoulder,
hoping Lilly would respond in kind to reassure her friend that all was
still okay between them.

   I was still reeling from the insinuation that Lilly and I might be in
the middle of what we had been enjoying immensely.  I guess girls start
thinking about sex at a much earlier age than they did when I was a little
boy.  Too bad!  I should have really tried harder to enjoy playing doctor
with this bunch a lot sooner.

   "Lilly, can I get a hug from Eric too?"

   "I don't know.  I was here first."

   As she finished making her claim to my arms, she lowered herself a
little and pushed her hips forward.  Fortunately, my woody had deflated
enough to slowly exit Heaven on Earth.

   Lilly had more knowledge of sex than I had realized and her father was
obviously a good teacher.  She began rocking her hips into mine, pushing
into my pubic bone with her hairless pudendum, causing me to strain as my
beast returned to full erection.  She knew what she was doing and it was
having a real positive effect on me.

   I was hoping Kendra would distract her or make her get up, since I knew
I would get caught by Kendra with my dick stabbing into her friend.  The
only thing I knew to do was to ask if it would be okay if Kendra got a hug
too.  After all, it was only fair!

   "Lilly?  Would you be mad if I hugged Kendra for a minute?  She did ask
if she could, you know."

   "Okay, but only for a MINUTE."

   Lilly got up off my lap just in time, as my woody bounded upward just as
soon as she lifted her left leg over my lap.  If she had stayed on my lap
any longer, we would have resumed our sexual bond and Kendra would have
seen everything.  When she let go of my arms, I was able to reach between
my legs and recapture my love missle, tugging it down and firmly grasping
it between my legs.

   Kendra took Lilly's place and without so much as a 'Hello', pushed her
pud right into my pubic bone, grinding it down hard against me as she
settled.  She was almost too short to keep her head above water as she sat
on my lap, pushing down as hard as she could with her cunny. 
Instinctively, my legs tried to support her and my monster was unleashed.

   Her arms tried to reach around me as she squeezed tighter than she had
ever done before, pushing against me with a force that was nothing less
than lustful ardor.  She never let Lilly know that she had also been able
to feel my dick between her legs and with no obvious attempt, was able to
work the tip of my cock between her soft labia lips.  It didn't take more
than a second or two before she settled down onto me and pushed as hard as
she could, my dick travelling inside her tender tube until her legs were
supported by the tops of my thighs.

   OH HOW GOOD IT FELT TO HAVE A LITTLE GIRL FUCK ME LIKE THAT!

   I'm sure Lilly must have been counting, since she called out "TIME!"
when two minutes were up.

   "Come on, Lilly.  Can't I sit on Eric's lap for a little while longer?
Please?"

   "Well . . .  maybe a little while.  But you have to get off when I tell
you to."

   "Oh-kayyy."

   Without so much as an inkling of hesitation or regret, Kendra resumed
her slow gyrations against my hips, apparently hoping I would respond.  As
much as I wanted to, I wasn't about to, since 'ownership' was currently
being debated by Lilly.

   I caressed her back as I had done with Lilly and could tell Lilly was
watching quite intently where my hands were travelling.  It seemed that I
was now considered 'hers' and she was not in the mood to share. 
Fortunately, she couldn't see where my woody had gone and wasn't able to
see just how much Kendra was slowly bobbing up and down, the gentle lapping
of the waves against our bodies hiding the fact that she was fucking me
quite expertly.  Damn, it felt good!

   Vanessa, Kammy and Candy soon joined our gathering and to my great
relief, they began to climb on my back and head, interrupting Kendra and
Lilly's possessive battle over me.  I was flattered that they would be so
openly greedy about my attention for each of them.  Kendra and I were able
to disconnect without anyone noticing, the little minx grabbing my cock and
giving it a nice squeeze as she got off.

   As each of the girls began to turn the rather serious moment into a
round of playful entertainment, I took advantage of their willingness to
press their naked bodies into my head and arms and began to touch any of
them where-ever I could.  My hands never intentionally sought out their
cunnies or bums, but did 'accidentally' rub those places as they jumped on
me and pushed into my body.

   Most of the time we were wrestling, it was my forearms, upper arms, neck
and head that was able to come into direct contact with their plump cunnies
and I was pleased I could feel the softness of their labias as they
continued to climb all over my head and shoulders.

   Within five minutes, a couple of boys about ten or twelve wanted to join
in on the fun and immediately started to tug at Kendra and Lilly, most
likely because they looked the oldest and closest to their ages.

   The girls would have no part of it.

   "LET GO OF US!  GET OUT OF HERE!  WE DIDN'T ASK YOU TO COME OVER HERE!"

   When Lilly gets fired up, she REALLY gets fired up.  The boys left,
brokenhearted and feeling quite dejected.  In a way, I felt sorry for them,
since they were their own age group and most likely would have been
accepted if I hadn't been there.

   After the boys were sufficiently far away, Lily decided it was time to
get out of the water and go back to my campsite and have lunch.  I was in
no position to argue.

   We all got out, retrieved our towels and dried each other off.  I quite
enjoyed drying each of the little angels, especially their bums and upper
legs.  It was while I was drying each of their thighs that I was able to
stare directly at their cunnies, less than six inches away from my face. 
Oh, how I wanted to plunge my face between their legs as I dried them off.

   When we got back to my campsite, I had the girls string each of the now
wet towels across a makeshift clothesline that I had set up while I got the
RV opened up.

   They dutifully wiped their feet before they climbed in and joined me
inside as I began to set out the fixings for our lunch.  It was a real joy
to be around all these little girls, able to watch them and stare at their
gorgeous bodies without having to excuse myself or ask for forgiveness. 
They really enjoyed being around me and made it very well known that I was
to be hugged and touched as often as they wanted to.

   Every once in a while, when I was almost completely encompassed by naked
little girls, I felt a hand travel up my legs or around my hips and take a
quick grab of my naked woody.  Although I knew it was wrong to permit them
this indiscretion, I enjoyed it so much that I just let them do it as often
as they wanted.  I wasn't sure who it was, but I really didn't care either.

   "Okay girls, time to sit down at the table."

   "Can I sit next to you, Eric?"

   "Me too!  Me too!"

   "Well, you ALL can't sit next to me, so you'll have to decide amongst
yourselves which two will get to.  I'm not going to make that decision,
since it might make all the other girls feel as though I'm playing
favorites."

   They eventually decided just as I was sitting down along the inside of
the 'U' shaped bench seat, my back to the window, my plate and drink in
hand.  It was going to be Vanessa and Kendra.

   They sat so close to me, they were almost sitting on top of each of my
legs.  Who was I to complain about having little girls wanting to press
their naked little legs against mine.

   Although it was a little difficult to eat lunch with them so close, I
managed to finish my sandwich and potato salad just after my guests had.

   I knew what was going to happen next, but waited for one of them to ask.
Candy and Kammy yawned at almost the same time, Vanessa and Lilly trying
extremely hard to suppress theirs.  It was Kendra that finally asked.

   "Eric?  Can we take a nap in your camper, please?  I don't want to walk
back to our campsite just to sleep on some old, hard sleepingbag.  You have
a lot of beds in your camper and it would be so neat to just take a short
nap over here.  Can we please?"

   Even though I wanted them to take up various horizontal positions in my
RV, I knew it wouldn't be accepted unless their parents gave their
permission.

   "Girls, I'd really like for you to be able to take a nap here, but I
don't know if your folks would think it would be a good idea, unless you
asked them first.  If they said it would be okay, then you can stay as long
as they'll let you."

   Candy suddenly remembered her parents' desire to go hiking and this
might be the perfect time to ask if they could stay with me while their
parents were gone.

   "Let's go ask if we can stay with Eric so our mommies and daddies can go
hiking in the mountains.  They said they wanted to go for a couple of weeks
and that would give us a chance to be with Eric the WHOLE time."

   "YEAH!"

   They all piled out of the camper in a flurry, except for Vanessa, the
only little girl that hadn't been poked yet.

   "Guys, I'm gonna stay with Eric for just a minute.  I'll catch up,
okay?"

   They all looked suspiciously at Vanessa and knew what she wanted to do.

   "Okay, but we'll wait for you right over there.  Come on girls!"

   The nice thing about Lilly was her ability to take control of the group.
Now she was going to permit her younger sister to have a go with me and she
wasn't going to put up a fuss about it.

   Vanessa never got up off the bench seat and instead of following her
sisters and friends out of my RV, she scooted further over my right leg and
nestled neatly over my thighs, her right leg hanging forward over the seat
between my legs and her left across my legs toward the left.  She must have
used this technique with her daddy and Mr.  Wilson, since she was able to
shift her body right over my dick until I could feel the tip of my cock
begin to be hugged by her plump labia.

   She lifted her left leg slightly and turned her body toward me, our
sexes coming more into alignment as she kept rotating her hips to my right.
I sat spellbound as she lifted her left knee and pushed it between us,
opening her vagina to my cock until it began to travel into her young body.
She was so skilled at her subterfuge that I was all the way inside her
tight vagina before my mind could comprehend just what happened.

   "VANESSA!  If the other girls see what we're doing, we'll get into
trouble!"

   She never said a word as she sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and
began pushing down onto me.  My body took over for my mind and I pulled her
into me, wrapping my arms around her and urging my woody as far into her as
it would travel.

   The sticky slurps of our coupling were soon interrupted by the group
leader.

   "VANESSA!  Come ON!"

   Lilly wasn't about to come back inside, but she wasn't about to just
stand by as her little sister was getting fucked by HER boyfriend.

   Vanessa plunged onto my hips three more times and then pushed down as
hard as she could, her tender body erupting into a series of little
quivering stutters.  She was now satisfied and I was no more than a minute
further along.  She hugged me tightly, tilted her head back and then kissed
me, got up quite uncerimoniously and was out of my RV leaving me with a
raging hardon and the responsibility to clean up the mess from lunch.

   It seemed so awkward and sterile after they were gone for no more than
thirty seconds.  Their presence truly filled my heart, as well as my RV
with boundless joy.  My cock hadn't had this much fun in years, if EVER!

   Once all of the lunch plates and glasses were washed and put away, I
decided to get out my digital camera and plan for what I hoped would be an
opportunity to capture a whole series of images for posterity.  I set it
down on the seat near the door and waited for someone to return.  After
about ten minutes, I feared that my wish to see them once again was not to
be realized.  Butterflies filled my insides as I waited quite impatiently,
as if I was about to be interviewed for some important science event.  I
finally decided to lay back and take a short nap, since it was apparent
that I was not to be graced by the presence of naked little girls for the
remainder of the day.

   I hadn't been in my recliner more than ten minutes when I heard a knock
at the door.

   "Hello?  Anybody home?"

   A young woman's voice followed the rapping.  I jumped up and walked to
the door, instinctively covering my manhood.  There, in front of me was a
very trim young woman of about eighteen or nineteen, perky small breasts,
completely shaved between her legs and smiling brightly.  She looked more
like a twelve or thirteen year old, but I could tell by her jewelry, watch,
hands and fingernails that she had to be 'of age'.

   "Hi, I'm Eric.  How may I help you?"

   I opened the door as if I was beckoning her inside.  She accepted my
invitation and stepped up into my RV.

   "Oh MY!  This is NICE!"

   "I'm pleased you like it.  I figured a while back that if I was going to
rough it, I wanted to do it in style."

   "Style is a word and a half!  My gosh.  My tent looks awfully small now
that I've seen THIS!"

   "You're staying in a tent?  Where's your campsite?"

   "I'm in two fifteen, about forty yards that way."

   As she turned and pointed away from the lake, I took the opportunity to
stare at her beautifully plump and perfectly smooth pudendum sticking out
in front between her legs like a neatly shaved Georgia peach.

   "How long have you been here?"

   "I set up my tent this afternoon and I realized only after I finished
setting up that I forgot my pillow.  I was wondering if you had one that I
could borrow until I buy one from the camp store tomorrow?"

   "Sure!  Would you like one that's fabric or plastic?"

   "My gosh!  What is this, Macy's?"

   "Oh, come on.  It's not THAT fancy."

   "Eric, this is the nicest RV that I have EVER seen.  I wish I could stay
in something like THIS while I was here."

   "Well, depending on how the rest of my week goes, you might just get
your wish."

   She drew back and gave me a suspicious look, wondering what I was
insinuating.

   "What I mean is, there are a couple of families that might be having me
take care of their little girls for a couple of weeks and I won't know when
that might be until the girls come back."

   "OH!  I was wondering if you were trying to hit on me."

   "Heck no!  Why would a pretty young woman such as yourself want anything
to do with an old fart like me?  If I didn't know THAT, I'd have to be
pretty dense.  I get told all the time that I look more like an old
dinosaur than an attractive middle aged man."

   "You're not old!"

   "You, my dear, are very sweet.  But one quick look in the mirror will
remove any doubts."

   "Sounds like you've been hurt a few times."

   "More times than a few, I'm afraid."

   "Damn!  Sometimes women can be so cruel.  I just wish I had a guy that
was half as honest as you and half as RICH too!"

   I chuckled at her directness.

   "Would you like to see the rest of my old clunker?"

   "Come on, Eric.  Don't tease me like that.  It's going to be hard enough
to go back to my dinky little tent after seeing this mansion.  By the way,
my name is Cheryl."

   "Well, Cheryl.  Welcome to my humble home.  You're welcome here as often
as you'd like.  Come on back and take a look at the rest of my RV."

   I gave her the grand tour, pointing out all the neat gadgets and nooks
where I stored everything from tissue paper to reading material.  I even
accidentally showed her where I kept my porn magazines.

   Fortunately, the ones that she saw were of 'older' girls, starting in
age of about eighteen or nineteen.  It didn't take her more than two
seconds to nudge me in the side and make a smart remark about what she saw.
She looked up at me and gave me a wry smile.

   "I guess you like 'em kinda young, don't you Eric?  Maybe I need to go
put on some clothes before I get sprayed."

   Without thinking, I blurted out something that I shouldn't have.

   "Don't do it on MY account.  I like to see MY ladies naked.  That's why
I'm here."

   I blushed after I said it and I could tell Cheryl was embarrassed as
well.  She leaned against me and seemed to reassure me that she didn't mind
my verbal foreplay.

   "Cheryl, how about if I get your pillow before I say anything more
insulting than I just did?"

   "Come on, Eric.  I'm a big girl.  I can take it just as well as I can
dish it out.  Besides, taking a short vacation at a naturist camp is NOT a
place for someone that's terribly shy.  If I didn't like guys looking at
me, then I shouldn't have come to a place where EVERYONE is expected to be
naked."

   "I'm glad you said that, Cheryl, because I've been looking at you quite
closely ever since I saw you at my front door.  I hope that doesn't offend
you, since after all, I'm probably old enough to be your grandpa, much less
your daddy.  I guess you get hit on all the time by old farts like me,
don't you?"

   "I think it's neat!  It makes me feel sexy when a guy says he likes to
look at me right to my face.  Usually, I get some overconfident showoff
that's more interested in counting score than pleasing the woman he's
trying to lay.  It's really refreshing to be told by a good looking guy
that he thinks I look nice.  It makes all the flirts and jerks almost seem
worth while.  Thanks Eric."

   To my surprise, she tugged on my arm and pulled me toward her as she
reached forward and kissed me on the cheek.  I was more embarrassed than
ever before.  She had in little over a minute completely disarmed me.  I
felt truly naked and blushed a bright crimson.

   "My, my, Eric.  It looks like I must have hit a nerve, huh?"

   "Cheryl, you've hit more than a nerve.  If I were about twenty years
younger, I'd try to put the make on you right now.  You're lucky I'm too
old to chase you if you wanted to run out of here screaming for the cops."

   She looked into my eyes and drilled holes into my head.  I hadn't been
looked at like that since I fell in love with a little angel six years ago.
She fell head over heals in love, even though she was more than fifteen
years younger than I was.  I always loved younger women and little girls!

   "You see me running out of your RV screaming?"

   "No."

   Cheryl then did something that floored me.

   She leaned forward and planted a juicy kiss right on my lips, wrapping
her arms around me and hugging me almost as tight as Candy had done.  My
arms fell around her and slowly travelled down her back until they came
into contact with the top of her bum.  I felt guilty pushing so hard and
pulled them back up, resting them along the middle of her back as we
finished our first kiss.

   "Surprised Eric?"

   "More than a little.  I didn't expect you to trust me enough to kiss me
after knocking on my door less than ten minutes ago."

   "Don't get the wrong idea.  I don't go around kissing every good looking
guy I see.  I just felt the compelling need to kiss you.  I hope you don't
mind?"

   "MIND?  Why the heck would I mind kissing a gorgeous babe like you?"

   "Keep talking like that and I'll be moving in tomorrow.  Just one thing.
I have no desire to get pregnant, so I'm going to demand that you wear
something."

   My gosh.  This one is either a slut, or extremely direct.

   "You probably think I'm some kind of street walker or slut.  Forget it!
I'm very particular with my lovers and I haven't had one in about six
months and SHE was clean.  The only guy I ever had sex with was my dad and
I KNEW where he had been.  I guess you think I'm a real whore or something
to let my daddy screw me, don't you?"

   "Not really.  I've always had a fantasy about having a beautiful little
girl of my own that would love me unconditionally.  I guess it's all guys'
fantasies to have a daughter that would be willing to share her body with
the man that helped create it.  Besides, who am I to judge you?  Less than
five minutes ago you saw something that most women would find extremely
objectionable."

   "What's that?"

   "A bunch of magazines with naked teenage girls in them.  Most women
would think that I was objectifying women by looking at and buying
magazines that showed naked girls in them."

   "There's nothing wrong with looking at naked girls.  I like to look at
them too.  Does that bother you?"

   "Not at all!  Just one thing.  I don't like competition, so if you start
hitting on a cutie that I'm after, I'm gonna kick you out."

   "Eric, I'm going to take a chance here.  I love to see little girls
running around naked and that's why I came here.  A friend of mine told me
about this place and she said that there are ALWAYS a lot of little angels
staying here, so I had to come just to see what I could get my hands on. 
Sounds pretty sick, huh?"

   "Cheryl.  I need to ask you a direct question and I need for you to be
honest with me.  Are you a cop, a police officer, a representative of any
law enforcement agency or acting on behalf of or as a lure for one?  If you
are, then I'm going to ask you to leave.  I don't want to say anything that
might be considered incriminating, so I need to know right now, please."

   "SMART MAN!  No, I'm not.  But I'll have to admit, that sounded almost
like a lawyer talking.  Are you one?"

   "No."

   "You a cop Eric?"

   "No."

   "So, if I said I wanted to look at and fondle little girls, it wouldn't
upset you or make you call the cops on me?  After all, I'm a girl too and
I'm not supposed to like little girls as much as guys do."

   "No I wouldn't.  But like I said before, I don't like competition, so if
I find something that I like, I expect you to behave yourself.  I promise
not to call the cops on you if you don't call them on me.  Do we have a
deal?"

   She stuck her hand out as if to shake mine and I responded in kind.  We
shook hands and smiled at each other for a few seconds, aware that we BOTH
had come here to enjoy the 'scenery'.

   "By the way, when you started to touch my bum, you pulled your hands
back up.  Why did you do that?"

   "I didn't want to push my luck.  Just because you wanted to kiss me
didn't mean you'd let me fondle your perfectly round bum."

   "My gosh, Eric.  If you keep talking that way, I'm going to let you do
whatever you want to with me.  By the way, I need to tell you that you look
a lot like my dad and it's turning me on something crazy.  I'm beginning to
lose any sense of reluctance and I might just help you try out your bed for
a little while, provided you put something on to protect me."

   "I've been snipped and the last partners I had were almost virgins."

   "Ooooooo . . .  please tell me they were little.  REAL little!"

   "You would be totally shocked if I told you just HOW little they were."

   She leaned into me, pressing her perfect teenage sized titties into my
right arm as she held on with both hands.  My hand was just low enough to
come into contact with Cheryl's pudendum and I began rubbing my fingers
back and forth across her cunny, squeezing her lips together with the
insides of my middle and index fingers.  She closed her eyes and began
softly humming and moaning, enjoying my caresses and fondling.

   "Please tell me.  How many of them were there?"

   "Five."

   "How young was the youngest one?  Was she under ten?"

   "Younger."

   She drew a deep breath between her teeth, making a sharp hissing sound.

   "Eight?"

   "Younger."

   "O H M Y G O D !  SIX?"

   "Younger."

   As the word left my mouth, she pushed against my hand, squeezing my arm
almost to the point of cutting off curculation.

   "Do me, please."

   "Do you?"

   "My clitty.  Rub it, tickle it please!"

   I turned my hand around and pushed my middle finger between her plump
lips, finding her clitoris immediately.  I started making circles over her
clit and then pushed my index finger alongside, squeezing her clitty
between my fingers as I continued to massage her.

   "Oh, Eric.  That feels wonderful.  Now tell me, how young was she,
please!"

   In a lyrical voice, I answered her.

   "You'll be mad if I tell you."

   "PLEASE ERIC, tell me!  I need to know.  Right there, right there, oh
yesssss . . .  keep going right there.  Tell me, please?"

   "Three!"

   She immediately clenched her lips between her teeth and arched her back
as she pushed into my hand, thrusting into it with staccato movements.  Her
orgasm was defined and elegant, her whole body exuding sensual pleasure as
wave after wave travelled up and down her body.

   "Unnngggg, mmffffhhhhhhh, mmffffhhhhhhh, mmffffhhhhhhh,
mmmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMM . . .  "

   She continued to gyrate softly against my hand for the next five or six
minutes, my eyes transfixed on her face as she continued to enjoy the
orgasm that I helped her achieve.  At the end, she started to lose her
balance and her knees buckled.  She held onto my arm with all her strength,
trying to keep my hand where it had been during the entire pleasurable
event.

   "Help me, please.  I can't . . .  I don't want to stop . . .  not yet."

   I shifted her position so she could lay back against my waterbed, never
taking my hand away from her cunny, my fingers continuing to provide
stimulation to her clitty.  She held onto my arm as if her life depended on
it, squeezing it with all her might.  I wanted to own this little beauty
and I knew just how to do it.  I moved my mouth to her ear and whispered
into it.

   "Three years old Cheryl.  She was just three years old.  She was
beautifully hairless and plump, just like you.  Do you like three year old
little girls Cheryl?  Naked little three year old girls, that will let you
do whatever you want with them?  She likes to be touched and tickled and
kissed and fondled and most of all she adored it when we made love."

   Her convulsions returned to their peak intensity, her body revealing
just how much she was enjoying what I was providing.

   I moved my face down her body until I was eye level with my still
wiggling digits.  I then began to lick around my fingers until I shifted
them out of the way and began making alphabetic characters across her
clitoral hood.

   She arched her back, let go of my arm and pulled my head into her with
the same force that she had grabbed my arm.  She began whimpering and
moaning as I drew character after character onto her completely abused
clitty.  By the time I reached 'M', she called out rather loudly.

   "DON'T!  STOP!  PLEASE!  I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE!  PLEASE!  DON'T!  STOP!"

   I slowed my attack and permitted her some relief as I touched her more
and more slowly and reduced the pressure I was generating until I was
barely touching her at all.  As she released my head and allowed her hands
to fall to her hips, I began mouthing her vulva with large, guppy like
kisses, sending her over the top once more.  She grabbed my head once again
and pulled it back into her pussy.

   "Oh God!  Do me again, PLEASE!"

   I found my face being forced against the front of her pussy until my
tongue was yet again providing her with Tsunami like waves of pleasure.

   After ten more minutes, I was beginning to get a cramp in my tongue and
slowed down until I came to a gentle stop.

   When she finally gained her composure, she looked down at me and mouthed
a loud 'WHEW' with a big smile on her face.

   "Eric.  I'll do whatever you want me to.  If you like little girls, I'll
find as many as you want.  Tell me how old and what she should look like
and I'll talk them into doing anything you want.  All I ask is to have a
little one of my own from time to time right here on this wonderful big
bed. I'll even take your leftovers.  If you want to fuck me while you're
playing with her, then I'll let you do me in any position you want.  I'd
really like it if we could share one, though, and I'll be the most faithful
sex slave you ever read about in those magazines of yours if you'd let me.
I'm yours in any way you want.  Now get up here so I can give you some
loving.  It's your turn."

   I wasted no time climbing on top of my bed and laying next to her.  She
got up and folded herself in half, her mouth landing perfectly on my
throbbing woody.  She unfolded, still attached to me and lay her hips right
next to my face.  I took the opportunity to resume my lingual wanderings on
her tickle button and held her up over my head.  She was just the right
size for me to lift and move, her slight build the right weight for my
arms. I tried to concentrate on her clitty as she buried my woody in her
mouth.

   Her lips and tongue were so dextrous, moving over my member with expert
precision.  It was as if her mouth was a large vagina with a tongue stuck
inside to increase my pleasure.  She tried her damnedest to keep me
distracted, but I was very practiced at tongue tickling little gems like
hers and within ten minutes, she pulled herself off of me, swung around and
proceeded to kiss me passionately.

   I knew it was time to join with her and plunged my dripping dick inside
her vagina.  She began humping up and down over me, writhing and bobbing
like some drugged boa constrictor.  My hands moved between her bum and her
cone shaped titties, squeezing, massaging and playing with her flesh.

   By the time I could feel my balls tighten (for the sixth time today),
Cheryl was reaching her peak and we thrust into each other as if a
monumental gravitational force caused us to come together at our hips.

   "OH . . .  OH . . .  OH . . .  OH DADDY!  I love you so much Daddy. 
Fuck your little girl Daddy.  Fuck her!  Fuck her!  Oh God!  Don't stop
Daddy.  Please don't stop!"

   Her conversation with her absent father made our coupling that much more
erotic and I plunged into her with more force than I really should have at
the time.  I was totally spent by the time she had enough.

   "Oh Daddy . . .  I mean, Eric.  That was fucking wonderful!  DAMN!  I'm
going to want to do that at least ten times a day and once more at night.
Would you get tired of me if I wanted to fuck that much and maybe more than
that?  I know you may think I'm a crazy nymphomaniac after being with me
for a couple of days, but I've never had it THAT good.  If I can get it
more than that, I'll wear you out, I promise."

   "Cheryl, you can have me as much as you want.  All I ask is that you let
me put enough lube on to keep me from getting raw, okay?"

   "My gosh.  How the hell did you ever get THAT inside a three year old?
It must have hurt like hell . . .  for BOTH of you!"

   "Well, it did at first, but after ten or fifteen minutes, we both kind
of got used to how tight she was and just enjoyed the ride after that."

   "That must have been one HELL of a beautiful sight.  I wish I could have
seen you poke that little angel.  I would have had an orgasm just looking
at you two going at it."

   "If you're lucky, you just might get to."

   "YOU MEAN SHE'S COMING BACK HERE?"

   "Uh-huh.  And she should be back sometime soon.  If everything works out
right, her sister and three friends will be spending two weeks with me
while their parents go hiking on the mountain."

   "Eric . . .  DADDY . . .  I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want
it.  All I ask is to be able to love one of those little girls just a
little.  I've always wanted to tongue a smooth, hairless little puddy like
the ones I've seen in my magazines.  They're so soft and plump looking. 
That's why I keep my pussy shaved, so when I play with myself, I close my
eyes and think I'm playing with a little girl of my very own.  It gives me
goose bumps to think that you've had five little naked angels right here
with you."

   "When they come back, I'll introduce you to them, but you need to let me
get them started, since I've only poked them once so far.  I know I'll be
able to poke them again and get them comfortable doing whatever we want
them to, but we need to proceed carefully, since they may not be used to
two people trying to touch and tongue them quite as quickly as I did you.
By the way, do you still want me to get you a pillow anymore?"

   She jabbed me in the ribs as she cracked a crooked smile at me.

   "If you think I'm going to sleep anywhere but in your bed, you're crazy
mister.  I intend on taking full advantage of this wonderful tool you've
got right here, as often as you'll let me.  You can touch and tickle my
pussy any time you want, in here or outside, I don't care.  All I ask is
that you just KEEP doing it!"

   "I know it may sound a little selfish, but would you mind if I had a
little rest.  I've shot my load six times since ten thirty and I'm more
than a little worn out right now."

   "Oh, Honey.  You don't have to screw me if you don't want to.  But I
WOULD ask you to touch me and finger me as often as you can.  Would you do
that . . .  Please?"

   "Of course, Baby.  Whatever you want."

   She lay her head down next to mine and held me as she softly rocked her
hips up and down, pushing me in and out of her vagina repeatedly.  She
looked at my face to see if I was going to stop her and she tested me for a
few minutes, trying to determine how much sex I would let her enjoy.  I
knew I surprised her when I did nothing to stop her and began massaging and
playing with her bum and titties all over again.

   "You don't mind, do you Eric?"

   "Of course not!  I've always wanted to have a lover that wanted sex as
much as I do.  If you're not careful, I may keep you and not let you go
home, ever again."

   "Promise?"

   "Careful!  You might not like how hungry I can get for smoothly shaved
pussy.  I want it morning, noon and night and if it is close enough for me
to touch, I may not keep my fingers out of it for hours on end."

   She assumed the high-pitched soft falsetto voice of a three or four year
old and looked away from my eyes.

   "Oh, Daddy.  I've missed you SO MUCH!  Your little girl likes it when
you play with her little cunny and her titties.  You always DID like my
little titties, didn't you Daddy?"

   "I sure do, Babydoll.  I just love to see you walk around the house with
nothing on so I can push my fingers into soft little folds and grab your
silky skin all day and night.  Do you like it when I touch your naked skin,
Babydoll?"

   "Uh-huh!"

   She nodded up and down with an exaggerated inflection, imitating her
little girl personna.

   "Daddy?"

   "Yes, Cheryl?"

   "Do you still like to push your willy inside my peepee?"

   "I sure do Honey.  Does it make you feel good when I do it?"

   "Uh-huh!"

   She nodded just as she did before, a very exaggerated up and down motion
as she vocalized her response.

   "Well, I want you to remember something very important.  You need to ask
me to play with you just like this any time you want, okay Honey?"

   "Okay Daddy."

   "Let me see your pretty titties, Cheryl."

   She obediently raised up on her arms and allowed me to begin playing
with and sucking on her nipples.  After a minute of playing, pinching and
licking, she pulled against me until I shifted my body over hers,
maintaining my liplock on her left nipple as my left hand tugged and rolled
her right nipple around.

   Now it was my turn to test her resolve and I began pushing into her
pussy, knowing that I was going to regret this much wear and tear on my
poor woody.

   "Daddy . . .  DADDY . . .  D A D D Y !  !  !"

   Fortunately, it only took about three minutes of fucking and sucking for
Cheryl to have yet another orgasm.

   "Eric, please, let's stop for a little while, okay?  You're wearing ME
out.  If I had known I was going to get my brains fucked out today, I would
have been practicing harder with my dildo last weekend."

   She was finally sated and allowed me to take a break.

   "I was wondering when you would finally have enough.  I was worn out
before the first time, but didn't want to disappoint you by not giving you
what I knew you'd enjoy.  I'm glad I can still keep it up long enough to
keep a youngster like you satisfied."

   "I promise I will NEVER underestimate a middle aged man ever again."

   "Good, now let's go for a swim and get cooled off."

   We didn't really do much swimming.  It was more like hugging and
touching underwater, with a little splashing and dunking in between. 
Before we got out, she had me sit down and took up a position like Lilly
and Kendra had, sitting on my lap facing me and fucking me in the lake as
people swam and splashed no more than forty yards away.

   There was one family that had joined us with two very lovely little
girls around six to nine, the mother around thirty and the man nicely
built. It was apparent that daddy wasn't as interested in his little angels
as much as Cheryl and I were and I made sure to point this out to my lovely
sex partner as we fucked in the lake and watched the little girls with the
intent of two sex starved pedophiles.  We kept watching the girls as they
played in the water, their family's activities getting closer to us as we
slowly bucked into each other.

   "Would you like for me to see if they'd come play with us Daddy?"

   "Um HMMMM!  I sure would Babydoll."

   "Promise you'll let me touch and tickle one of them?"

   "You'll have to go slow and be careful Angel.  Some little girls may not
be as friendly or as willing as my sexy little naughty babygirl is."

   "Okay Daddy.  I promise I'll be sweet to them."

   When the little girls were little more than ten or fifteen yards away,
Cheryl began to act as if I were tickling her wildly, her giggles and
gentle gyrations attracting their attention immediately.  They were both
drawn toward us like magnets, holding hands and cautiously making their way
closer to where we were playing in the water.

   Their parents watched as the two little cuties kept working their way
toward us, smiling as we made eye contact and waved back to them.  In
little over ten seconds, all four of them were less than ten feet away.

   I could tell the daddy was more interested in Cheryl than his wife or
daughters and let him take long looks at her perfectly shaped and perky
titties as they cleared the top edge of the water.  When I whispered to her
that someone was enjoying the lovely sight of her tits, she smiled and sat
a little taller so he could see them completely.

   As we chatted about the wonderful amenities of the camp, both little
girls started to make their way closer to Cheryl and me.  In little more
than five minutes, both of them were trying to get me to tickle them as
much as I was Cheryl.  While Cheryl was softly fucking me underwater, I
reached out and began tickling each of them, wiggling my fingers into their
soft tummies, pinching the front of their thighs, tugging on their hands
and arms and making a real pest of myself.  My efforts were taking hold,
both of the little girls' parents hinting that they wanted to spend an hour
or two 'talking'.  Cheryl then prompted them for their permission to allow
the girls to play.

   "Would you like for your girls to play with my daddy and me for a little
while?  We could play with them right here until you get back."

   "Are you sure you don't mind?  We'd really appreciate it if you would
keep them company.  They said that they wanted to play in the lake but
Sherry and I needed to go 'talk' for a little while.  You really wouldn't
mind?"

   "Not at all!  We'll watch them and play with them right here until you
get back.  We'll stay in this spot with them until you return.  You can
check on them from your campsite any time you want until you get back. 
They'll be right here with us the whole time."

   "Would you girls like to play with Cheryl and her daddy for a little
while?"

   "YEAH!"

   "Okay.  You do whatever they say and we'll be back in a little while."

   His eyes never left Cheryl's titties and she was certain to let him keep
his eyes locked onto her perky pink nipples the whole while, hoping she
could convince him to leave his two lovely little girls in our care.  What
surprised me was how much she seemed to be turned on by how much he was
lusting after her titties, her bum pushing down onto my lap and my dick
thrust up harder inside her vagina as her level of excitement grew.  If he
and his wife could have known what Cheryl and I were doing underwater right
in front of them and their little girls, they wouldn't have been so willing
to leave them with us.

   Kelly was the older girl at ten and her little sister, Marci was five.
In little over a minute after their parents left, both of them pushed their
way in between Cheryl and I, almost forcing us to break our bond
prematurely.  Rather than risking my woody flying up toward either of them,
I urged Cheryl to stay locked on my lap, hoping she'd realize what I was
trying to prevent.  Cheryl seemed a lot more aware of what I was trying to
hide and turned slightly to her left but keeping me firmly stuffed between
her tight labia lips.

   We nonverbally communicated to each other magically, telling the other
which one we wanted to play with, Marci anxious to sit on Cheryl's lap and
Kelly urging her way onto mine.  It was inevitable and before we were
completely satisfied, our bond was broken.

   No matter!  We now had the lovely tender delights of little girls'
bodies to keep us distracted for an hour or two.  Cheryl almost couldn't
contain her excitement as Marci kept trying to hug her and push her naked
body into my 'daughter', wanting to push her hands between the little five
year old's legs.  Cheryl could tell I knew what she wanted to do and
struggled to maintain composure, able to constrain her sexual lust for this
lovely little preschooler as long as possible.

   It wasn't until Kelly began another tickle fight, wiggling her fingers
under my arms and all over my chest that I was able to softly play with her
developing titties, more firm and developed than ANY of my little playmates
earlier in the day.  I was careful to keep my actions as innocent and as
short in duration as possible, not wanting my newest little playmate to go
running off in terror.  Marci didn't wait any more than two seconds after
her big sister initiated a tickle fight before openly pinching and touching
Cheryl's titties and nipples softly.  It was apparent that Marci wasn't the
least bit apprehensive about openly touching my 'daughter' on her chest.

   Cheryl waited for Marci to continue to fondle and caress her nipples for
almost a minute before cupping the little girl's bum and rubbing her tiny
titties too, both of them having a genuinely erotic expression on their
faces as their hands and fingers travelled easily over the other's bodies.
In little over two minutes, the tickles stopped and they were both softly
caressing each other underwater as Marci stood on Cheryl's lap.  I could
tell where Cheryl's left hand was moving to, Marci's legs shifting under
the cover of the cool water until my daughter's hand and fingers were
between the five year old's legs.  Their conversation got softer and more
relaxed, their hands touching each other in places that normally didn't
receive as much open attention or public scrutiny.  For her part, Marci was
a very obedient and permissive little five year old, letting Cheryl tickle
her cunny and slip at least one finger into her vagina, having fun just
playing with Cheryl's titties and nipples.  Cheryl couldn't have been any
happier, except if she could have tongued and sucked the little girl's
pussy openly.

   Kelly was much more curious and direct than any other ten year old that
I had spoken to before, her tendency to tickle and play much less than her
interest in touching and being touched.  She openly pressed her developing
titties into my arms and chest, hinting to me that I was supposed to play
with her more.  She even took both of my hands and played with them in hers
until she was able to direct one of my hands to her chest and the other one
around her hip so I could cup and fondle her bum.  It took her no more than
ten minutes before she had worked her way completely between Cheryl and me
and positioned her feet alongside my thighs, lowering herself until she was
resting right in front of my woody.

   Kelly let one of her hands drop to my lap and found my throbbing cock,
caressing it with just the tips of her fingers until she was certain I
wouldn't get upset with her.  Once she was convinced she could get away
with it, she wrapped her hand around it and began to wank me up and down,
my right hand softly playing with her left titty and nipple and my left
working between her thighs until my middle finger had found its way home
inside her tight but experienced pussy.  She wanked me for no more than a
minute and waited until I had my finger as far inside her vagina as it
would go before she began to lower herself onto my dick.  That's when I was
sure Cheryl needed to experience this WITH me.

   I freed my right hand and found Cheryl's right, pulling it away from
Marci and down under Kelly's ass, letting her feel my dick begin its
journey into the little ten year old's sweet honey pot.

   Cheryl had her left hand between Marci's legs and her fingers inside her
vagina while she kept her right hand between Kelly's legs and felt my cock
move deeper inside my ten year old sex partner.  When Kelly settled all the
way onto my dick, she closed her eyes and looked like she was finally
satisfied, so I let her remain on my lap motionless, enjoying the sensation
of a middle aged man's dick as it filled her preteen body.  She never moved
as she chatted with her little sister, my daughter and me.  It seemed as
though she was perfectly content to just remain where she was, my fat cock
filling her up and my hand gently caressing and playing with her developing
titties.

   As if some magical alarm clock suddenly rang, Kelly pulled herself off
my dick and told her little sister that it was time to 'trade'.  Without so
much as a "Thank you for fucking me sweetly and not plunging your big fat
dick into me until it hurt", she kissed me and traded places with her
little five year old sister.

   At first, I wasn't sure if I liked the idea of losing my little immobile
fuck toy, but as soon as Marci stood in front of me, she straddled me just
as Kelly had and took my cock in her right hand as if it were a practiced
routine, lowering herself until I felt her labia come into contact with the
tip of my dick.  She sank all the way down and smiled nervously as I filled
her up, her cervix almost opening to me and her womb barely able to keep me
out.  Instead of just sitting still like Kelly did, Marci wanted some
pleasure out of our coupling so she began to softly shift up and down while
I diddled her clitty.  Our conversations never betrayed what was going on
beneath the waves, the little girls apparently quite skilled at deception
and used to being fucked and fondled by adults.

   It took a lot more effort than I could have imagined, but I refrained
from filling Marci with gobs of goo as she bucked sweetly on my lap, her
orgasm providing her with a memory of her family vacation that she wouldn't
soon forget.  Kelly came back and wanted to fuck me once more, seemingly
aware that our time together was soon to come to an end.  This time, I was
able to give her a VERY animated orgasm, Marci and Cheryl taking notice and
protecting us from scrutiny by splashing around alongside us so people
couldn't see her bob up and down on my lap as her body shook and convulsed.
Again, it took Herculean effort, but I didn't want to give her anything
that might be used to convict me of any local or national sex crimes.

   Her timing was perfect!  As soon as she had regained her composure and
was splashing with Marci, Cheryl and I as if nothing had happened, her
parents arrived and thanked my lovely little daughter and me for watching
over them.

   "We're staying right there in that lovely RV, so if you two need any
time to yourselves in the next few days, don't hesitate to drop them off."

   It seems that Cheryl was just as anxious to tongue both of her new
little friends as I was to fuck them.  It took me by surprise to hear her
invite them to drop their little girls off without first asking me, but
then, how could I blame her for wanting to make love to and kiss such
beautiful and sexy little girls.

   Marci and Kelly kissed us both goodbye and told us that they'd see us
REAL soon.  Cheryl didn't wait for more than a minute before she waded back
over my lap and mounted me as if nothing could be more natural, her right
arm around my neck.  The look on the other man's face was ample proof that
he knew EXACTLY where Cheryl was sitting.  We watched as his little girls
held hands and giggled the whole way back to their campsite.

   I needed relief and began playing with Cheryl's titties as she softly
humped me up and down, whispering to me just how wonderful it was to touch
and play with BOTH little girls.  She kept talking to me in her little girl
personna, urging me to tell her how good it felt to fuck both of them right
there in the lake in front of Cheryl and all the other guests.

   I tried to refrain from describing how tight both of them were and
concentrated on their pretty nipples and titties, their plump hairless
cunnies and full round asses.  The more I whispered into Cheryl's ears, the
more excited she got until she couldn't hold back any longer and turned to
face me, fucking me more openly than she had before.  I could feel my
useless seed work its way deep into her womb as she pushed as hard as she
could into my pubic bone, her clitty needing just as much stimulation as
her vagina was getting.

   We got out just before the sun went down and it was time for me to help
Cheryl break down her campsite and bring everything over to my RV.  When we
were done, I gathered some wood to start a small fire in the open pit,
after which dinner would be a top priority.  We ate, went back outside and
sat in front of the fire, Cheryl in front of me against my tummy, my arms
around her chest, holding a titty in each palm.  It was the first time I
felt comfortable openly hugging a naked girl as various couples walked by
on their way to the lake for an evening swim.

   "Cheryl, would you be upset with me if I told you that I think I'm
falling in love with you?"

   "Eric, that's sweet!  Just promise me one thing."

   "What's that?"

   "Don't EVER lie to me!  That's the one thing that I absolutely HATE! 
Everytime I start liking a guy, he starts lying about his past or his likes
and dislikes and pretty soon, he's lying about everything.  If you want me
to trust you and love you, then you have to promise never to lie to me,
okay?"

   "I think I can do that.  Besides, my memory is awful, so I couldn't
remember the lies I told anyway.  It's so much easier to tell the truth. 
Even though it might get me into MORE trouble to do it."

   "If you're willing to be honest with me and love me as much as you
possibly can, then I will love you back.  Sex will never be a problem, so
that shouldn't be a major concern.  What about money?  Do you have any hang
ups about money?"

   "Nope."

   "Are you set up as well as you appear to be?"

   "Sure am!"

   "Would you treat me as a slave or as an equal when we were out in
public?"

   "An equal."

   "Do you have any other girlfriends or boyfriends that I need to know
about?"

   "Nope.  With the exception of my little girlfriends here at the camp and
the two that we shared in the lake, there's nobody.  If you really must
know the truth, I'm a pretty boring guy."

   "I wish you hadn't reminded me about those little cuties.  I'm starting
to get horny just thinking about licking their hairless little pussies."

   I dipped my hand down along her labia and started to diddle her slit up
and down.  She leaned back harder into my chest and lifted her arms over
her head and behind mine.  I kept tickling and fingering her cunny with one
hand while I massaged and rolled her nipples between my fingers and thumb
of the other.

   "If you keep that up, I'm going to turn around and suck you off right
here in front of the fire and all the people that want to watch."

   I kept fingering her, maintaining a gentle and enjoyable pace.

   "ERIC!  I'm not going to warn you again.  I don't have any fear of
showing off in public, and if YOU do, you better stop now!"

   I acted as if I never heard her, pushing my fingers up and down along
her warm, wet gash, and occasionally into her still sticky vagina.

   "I guess you like to show off, don't you Eric?"

   "Why else would I come to a naturist camp?"

   "To pick up and molest naked little girls!"

   "Besides that?"

   Before she said another word, she turned around, knelt down in front of
me between my knees and began bobbing for pink pickles.  Luckily, only one
was in the immediate vicinity and it was MINE!

   She hadn't started sucking me off for a minute, when I heard someone
walking up from behind.  At first, I was going to fling Cheryl off of me
and try to make up some excuse for our activities, but even if it meant
getting kicked out, I wasn't going to pull my woody out of her mouth until
we were BOTH satisfied.

   I kept my eyes closed as the footsteps got closer and closer, until
finally they stopped right behind me.  I felt two hands on my shoulders and
the warm, soft body of an adult woman pressing into my back.

   I didn't move as Cheryl kept up her lingual attack on my woody, my
mystery guest leaning harder and harder against me, her hands moving in
gentle massaging motions across my shoulders.

   When I felt her full breasts begin to surround the back of my head, I
reached behind me and started feeling around, hoping my action might scare
off whomever was back there.  Instead, her right hand began guiding mine
behind me, as if she was going to put handcuffs on me, but instead, she
leaned a little to the right and pressed her smoothly shaved pussy into the
palm of my hand.

   I dipped my middle finger as far between her labia as I could and pushed
it up inside her vagina.  As brazen as my act would have normally been
considered, she took it greedily and pushed hard against my hand.

   Cheryl could tell someone was behind me and seemed to take great pride
in giving me a royal blowjob right in front of them.

   Whoever was behind me, really didn't mind being fingered by someone she
didn't know, since she got more and more excited until finally, I could
tell she was having an orgasm.  I then used my free hand to reach up behind
my head and softly massage and fondle her huge boobs.

   Once she stopped spasming behind me, she gently pulled away and left.  I
never knew who it was that let me finger her to orgasm, but it had to be
someone that knew I wanted to do it.  My mind was reeling with notions of
who it might be, but I couldn't decide who would let me do such a naughty
thing to her in the open.

   Even though it was dark outside, anyone walking within a hundred feet
could easily tell what Cheryl and my mystery lover were doing.  It had to
be the ultimate thrill for whoever it was.

   Now that my hands were free, I pushed them both under Cheryl and played
with her titties as they hung down gently like miniature pillows.  She
seemed to enjoy my attention to her, and within another minute, got up and
sat on my lap, my woody homing into her vagina like a heat seaking love
missile.  She softly humped me, pushing her clitty against my pubic bone so
she could amplify her orgasm as it approached.

   Then, as before, I heard footsteps coming from behind.  This time, it
sounded like four feet, not two.  I kept my eyes closed just enough so I
could see Cheryl's face right in front of me.

   As she had done before, my mystery lover pressed her warm, soft body
against my back and leaned forward enough to allow her huge boobs to almost
engulf the back of my head.  I could tell it was the same woman and now
waited to see what she and her new friend would do as Cheryl and I fucked
our brains out in the night air.

   The lady's right hand came around my right shoulder, running down my
chest until she was touching Cheryl's left titty.  She gently tugged and
massaged Cheryl's left nipple with the back of her fingers, pulling and
twisting it softly, keeping her hand against my chest the whole time she
was playing with Cheryl.

   Cheryl either didn't notice, or didn't care that someone else, a woman,
was having sex with us in the open.  Then her friend's left hand traced a
path similar to my first mystery lover, across my left shoulder until it
came into contact with Cheryl's right nipple.

   When I peeked out between my eyelids, I could see Cheryl's mouth wide
open, her eyes bugged out of her head and a shakey smile on her lips.  My
first mystery woman shifted her position a little to the right and kept her
huge mamms plastered against the right side of my head, her friend
revealing to me that it was another woman, as her big breasts came into
contact with the left side of my head.

   As they continued to fondle Cheryl's titties, I reached behind me and
tried to locate any warm wet spot to bury my fingers.  With a little help,
both of my hands were soon being pressed into two perfectly shaved, plump
pussies.  In little over a minute, I had both middle fingers inside their
pussies and my thumbs uncomfortably wiggling along their fat clitties.

   The woman to my left then leaned forward over my shoulder and started
kissing Cheryl, smacking and sucking on her lips wildly.  My first mystery
woman turned my head to the right and planted a warm series of kisses on my
lips, wanting to join in the lingual fray.

   It wasn't more than three or four more minutes and I could feel my balls
start to tighten again.  I only hoped Cheryl was ready.  I need not have
worried.

   Cheryl began whimpering and increasing her speed and thrusts, telling me
that she was just as close to climax as I was.

   It was a complete surprize to all of us, as we joined in a mutual orgasm
out in the open, our bodies heaving, gyrating, convulsing and spasming to
the sound of kisses, whimpers, moans and mews.

   After we all calmed back down, my mystery friends stood up, but instead
of leaving, they took up position next to Cheryl.  I was afraid they were
going to expect me to service both of them as soon as Cheryl got up.  I was
pleased to learn that they just wanted to talk.

   It was then that I recognized who they were.  They were Mrs.  Carson and
Mrs.  Wilson.  The little girls' mothers.

   "Hi Eric."

   "Hello ladies."

   "Our girls wanted us to come over and ask you if you would be willing to
take care of them while we adults went hiking for a couple of weeks.  Are
you really willing to look after them for that long?"

   "Sure.  As long as you aren't offended if my girlfriend stays with us
while they're here?"

   "Of course not.  Why should we mind if you have a girlfriend?"

   "I just wanted to make sure you knew that Cheryl would be staying here
too.  Your girls haven't met Cheryl yet and they will probably be quite
surprised, since she wasn't here before this afternoon."

   "Eric, your lifestyle is of no concern of ours.  All we need to know is
that our girls will be safe and looked after while we're gone.  There won't
be any way to get a hold of us while we're hiking, so anything that happens
to them will be YOUR responsibility.  Is that something that you're willing
to assume?"

   "Sure!  How 'bout you Honey?"

   "Eric and I would LOVE to look after your girls.  He tells me that they
are a bunch of real cuties."

   "They've been quite taken by Eric ever since they met him five years
ago. They spend more time at his camp than they do at their own.  Is there
anything that you'll need while we're gone, Eric?  Clothes, food, stuff
like that?"

   "Well, since this is a naturist camp, I don't think clothes will be
needed, but they should bring stuff like toothbrushes, hairbrushes,
personal toiletries, soap, shampoo, ladies articles, towels, that sort of
stuff.  A fair amount of food might also be nice, since I hadn't planned on
this many mouths when I did my shopping last week."

   "Okay.  I think I know just what to send them over with.  Now we need to
ask you a rather uncomfortable question . . .  "

   Oh, geez.  Here it comes.  The little ones must have spilled the beans
about us fucking this morning.

   "Would you mind if they came over this evening?  The guys wanted to get
started tomorrow morning kind of early.  We didn't realize just how lucky
we were by your being willing to watch them and before you had a chance to
change your mind, they wanted to be long gone."

   Both ladies started laughing, either because they knew I had poked their
little girls earlier and was dreading them finding out, or because the
inference that they wanted to be long gone before I changed my mind was so
blatantly mentioned.

   "Cheryl, would you mind if we had guests for the next few weeks?  It
might mean having to share our space with a bunch of little girls?"

   I wanted to say 'naked' little girls, but that was implied, all of us
sitting square in the middle of a naturist camp.

   "I wouldn't mind at all Eric.  In fact, I think it would be kind of neat
to have a bunch of little girls running around.  It would give me a good
idea of what it would be like to have a bunch of our own."

   I distinctly remember telling Cheryl that I had been snipped, so her
desire to have children was news to me.  Yeah, I could get a reversal if
she REALLY wanted children, but it wouldn't be a casual decision on her
part OR mine.

   "Eric, would you mind coming over and helping to gather up the food
stores that you think they might need?"

   "Not at all.  I'll bring my wagon and the girls can pull it back with
them."

   "You think of everything, don't you Eric?"

   "Not everything, but almost."

   When Cheryl and I entered their campsite, the girls mouths dropped open
as soon as they saw my new girlfriend holding my hand.  I could tell they
were very disappointed, since THEY wanted to be with me ALONE!  Little did
they know just how lucky they were soon to be.

   We gathered up all their supplies and started out, Candy and Lilly
holding my hands while Kammy and Vanessa held Cheryl's, Kendra pulling the
wagon behind her and leading the way.  As soon as we were out of earshot
from their camp, Lilly started to complain about having someone ELSE in the
RV with us, wrestling with my right hand and trying to push it into her
growing titties.  I permitted the caresses and assisted where possible,
softly pinching her nipples until they were erect and extremely sensitive.

   As soon as we got into my campsite, I set the groundrules.  I gathered
them around me and knelt down with all of them no more than a foot away
from my body.

   "Girls, I only want to say this ONE time, okay?"

   I definitely got their attention.

   "You are welcome to do whatever you want while you're here, as long as
you don't break anything, hurt anyone, or get into trouble.  I want you all
to have as much fun as you can while you're staying with Cheryl and me, but
I don't want you to treat Cheryl badly, since she's MY girl and I'll get
REALLY pissed if you make her feel bad.  Now, with that said, you need to
know something about Cheryl.  She likes little girls as much as I do and
has been looking forward to you coming and staying with us just as much as
I have.  Please don't make any assumptions about what she's like until you
get to know her, since she's a lot more fun to be around than you might
think.  If you want to wrestle or have a tickle fight or something like
that, then you have my permission, as long as you include Cheryl in
everything that we do.  She likes to do all that stuff too and might just
surprise you.  Will you promise to at least try to have fun while you're
here with us?"

   Candy and Kammy were the first ones to plaster their tiny bodies into
Cheryl and I could tell Cheryl was about to have yet another orgasm as she
held them around the waist, her hands barely coming into contact with the
top of their bums.  I knew she wanted to throw them on the ground and start
tonguing them immediately, but she remembered what I said about not doing
anything until I got them 'warmed up'.

   Next was Vanessa and Kendra.  They weren't nearly as disappointed as
Lilly was and also made Cheryl feel welcomed in my camp.  When they helped
to hug their new hostess, I saw Cheryl's fingers slip tenderly between two
pair of chubby thighs for only a moment.  Her digits were pulled back the
instant she realized she acted hastily and her eyes flew open and locked
onto mine.  I smiled and told her wordlessly that a little more restraint
might be a good idea, until we ALL had a chance to start playing.

   Lilly, on the other hand was in no mood to be quite as happy about her
new situation.  She knew her sister and friends were going to be sharing
me, but now that an OLDER woman was around, she felt her position was being
compromised greatly.  It was time to change her mind so I needed to work
her over a little and get her smiling once again.

   "It looks like someone needs to be tickled for about ten or fifteen
minutes, huh Lilly?"

   She crossed her arms just below her pointy nipples and pouted, knowing
that I would take the bait and start the tickle session almost immediately.

   "Of course, I'm not ABSOLUTELY sure I should tickle anyone just yet,
since it's so dark, nobody could see just who was tickling who.  Maybe I
should wait until tomorrow before I start tickling any little girls.  They
might not want me to start tickling them this late in the day.  I'll just
go put all these things inside and maybe someone will come help me.  But,
probably not."

   Reverse psychology is awfully powerful if you know how to use it.

   Within a minute of my being inside my RV by myself, putting all the
girls' things in one of the overhead bunks, I heard a pair of little feet
come up the ladder from behind me.  I knew who it was, but I pretended not
to hear anything.  As Lilly climbed the ladder to the upper level, I moved
further away from the edge of the bunk so she would have to get closer and
climb up the ladder completely.  I kept my back to her so my plans for
Lilly would not be upset by my seeing her too early.  She might not climb
up onto the upper bunk and I wanted her to be at my mercy, in a location
that would allow me to 'tickle' her privately.

   I could hear Cheryl and the four other girls talking and giggling just
outside the door of my RV as Lilly made the last few steps up the ladder
and into my lair.  When she was barely a foot behind me, most likely
looking at my woody from behind as it dangled between my legs, I turned
quickly, grabbed her, pulled her deep onto the bunk and lay her down on her
back, holding her arms and smiling ear to ear.

   She squealed ever so slightly, but tried not to betray just how excited
she was at the prospect of being alone with me for a few minutes.  I began
my attack on my little victim by blowing woobies in her tummy, getting
closer and closer to her plump and inviting pudendum.

   While my mouth was busy sucking and blowing alternately, my hands moved
all over her chest, legs, neck and arms, occasionally coming into contact
with the front of her pussy.  In less than thirty seconds of abuse, she was
giggling, laughing, squirming and trying her best to dodge my every attempt
at contact with her bare skin.

   She really wasn't fighting very hard and it was VERY obvious she WANTED
me to touch her in that special place, so I avoided it at every turn.  I
wanted to torture her and make her beg me to diddle her like here daddy did
when she was three and four years old.

   The more I tickled her, the harder I avoided her cunny and the more
frustrated she got, until finally she started pushing her hips into my arms
and hands as I got close enough.  I wanted to scare her just a little, so I
began making wide sweeps with my face and lips over a much larger area of
her tummy until I got so close to her mons that I could smell her delicate
aroma.  I took a good nibble on her lower tummy, just above her cunny and
immediately pushed further down along the top of her left thigh, making my
way across and back up her right thigh.  As I returned toward her hips, I
intentionally allowed my face to pass right over her puffy mound, brushing
her skin ever so softly.

   Her gyrations and motions never changed, so I planned for another series
of attacks on the next pass.  I started back at her neck, kissing and
nibbling her delicious skin, took a few bites of her shoulders and upper
arms, blew and sucked on her nipples, making sure to do both before I moved
to her tummy, then lower abdomen and finally her legs.

   I was hoping she would notice where I was going and before I could make
my way back up her right leg toward her tummy, all doubt was removed.

   She grabbed the back of my head and pulled down into her as my lips
crossed her pudendum.  She held my head down tightly as my lips pressed
into the soft folds of the front of her pussy, inviting me to partake of
her delicate delights.  Who was I to refuse such a wonderful offer?

   As I gently pushed my tongue between her slit, I found her clitoris and
began to softly tongue her back and forth, her hands releasing their grip
as she stroked my hair.  I was finally allowed to do what I had wanted to
do for years and she was a willing partner at last.

   My right hand began caressing and fondling her nipples, mere points on
her flat chest, as my left hand worked it's way further between her legs
until the tips of my fingers were gently brushing along the wet crease of
her vulva.  I waited for a few moments until I was sure she wouldn't object
and then I started working my middle finger inside her tight honey box.

   There was absolutely no resistance, either from Lilly or her vagina.  I
was inside her all the way to my palm in just moments.  I looked for and
found her 'G' spot and began pleasuring her from the inside as I diddled
her clitty outside.  She didn't last more than another minute before she
began thrusting up into my mouth.  After another half minute, she was
satisfied and showed her appreciation in a soft whisper.

   "Thanks Eric.  I'm glad you finally got a chance to tickle me like I
wanted you to.  Will you do that again to me soon . . .  please?"

   "Lilly, I'll do that to you as often as I can and as soon as I can. 
There's just one thing I need to know."

   She looked at me with a scared and curious expression.

   "Do Vanessa or Kendra like to tickle you like that too?"

   Her bright crimson blush spoke more than any encyclopedia could ever
accomplish.  Her whisper also told me what I wanted to know.

   " yes "

   "You don't mind if a girl or lady tickles you right here just like I
did?"

   She clenched her lips inside her teeth and shook her head side to side
in a few quick jerks, certain to avoid my eyes.

   "What if I told you that I knew a lady that really wanted to do this as
much as I like to?  Would you like that?"

   She looked up at me, her eyes wide, her smile growing with each second.

   "Lilly, would you let her tickle you like I just did if I asked her to?"

   She kept looking right into my eyes as she nodded her head up and down
in a series of short, fast jerks.

   "Would you like for me to ask her right now?"

   Her eyes opened even wider, realizing who I was referring to.  This was
soon followed by a slightly more energetic nod and a louder "Yes!" than
before.

   "Stay right here and wait for a minute.  I'll be right back."

   I leaned forward, kissed, licked and sucked on her perfect pussy one
more time and then climbed down the ladder.

   I told the four little girls that I needed to 'borrow' Cheryl for a few
minutes and asked them to sit by the fire and toss twigs or sticks in for
just a minute or two.  They anxiously squat in front of the fire and
without any prompting, began tossing anything flamable in.  There wasn't
anything explosive in the immediate area, so I felt confident that I
wouldn't have to call the local fire department while I was gone.

   I directed Cheryl inside, climbed the ladder first and took position
next to Lilly, Cheryl following me up.  When she saw Lilly laying naked
next to me, her thighs spread erotically with my hands and fingers running
luxuriously along her pussy and nipples, she almost fell off the ladder.

   "Come on up, Cheryl.  There's something I'd like you to do for me."

   Cheryl almost launched herself the rest of the way up the ladder and
took up position opposite me along Lilly's right side.  Her eyes were as
big as Lilly's and it looked like she would devour the little girl in a
matter of seconds.  I kept caressing Lilly's pussy and nipples as Cheryl
looked on anxiously.  In spite of her tremendous desire to get me to move
out of the way, she kept her word and waited until I told her that she
could take over.

   "Lilly tells me she likes to be tickled right here, by both boys AND
girls and I seem to remember something about your wanting to tickle a
little cutie when you had the chance.  Would you like to tickle Lilly with
your fingers and tongue for a little while?"

   Cheryl nodded in almost exactly the same manner as Lilly had done for me
earlier.

   "Lilly, would you like Cheryl to tickle you with her fingers and tongue
for a little while?  I promise she won't hurt you and she'll stop if you
say so.  Is that okay?"

   Lilly nodded just as Cheryl had done.  These two were about to be best
friends for the rest of their lives.

   "May I tickle you for a little bit before I leave Lilly?"

   Again, a quick nod.

   I pushed my lips against her soft skin and bathed my senses in silky
smooth preteen pussy, sensing the powerful attraction that this part of
Lilly's body had on Cheryl.  After a minute of torture, I leaned back and
reached for Cheryl's right hand, placing it against Lilly's pussy, pushing
her fingertips between her labia.  I rocked Cheryl's hand back and forth
and then up and down along the increasingly wet slit between Lilly's labia.
I gently inserted her middle finger into Lilly's vagina and watched both of
them react with absolute extacy, enjoying the illicit sensation of girl
flesh on girl flesh.

   Now the next part of my quickly established plan needed to be put into
action.

   "Cheryl, lay down next to Lilly on your side with your feet over there.
Good, now Lilly, touch Cheryl like she's touching you like this Honey. 
Good.  Does that feel good ladies?"

   They both nodded nervously.

   "Okay ladies, give me a kiss."

   'Smack', 'Smack'.

   "Now I want you both to kiss each other right here."

   I wiggled my fingers up against Lilly's clitty, sending her into fits of
short jerks.  Cheryl was the first one to lean forward and push her mouth
over Lilly's cunny, closing her eyes just before her lips met the soft skin
in front of her, like an elegant multi-course dinner soon to be gently
consumed.

   As soon as Cheryl's lips met Lilly, Lilly leaned to her right and then
pushed hers up against Cheryl's cunny, finding her clitoris almost
immediately.  They began softly moaning and whimpering as each of them
began to thoroughly enjoy the mutual sensation of lips to labia and tongue
to clitoris.  I envied Cheryl at this moment, her body being attacked at
both ends, her dream of touching and tonguing a little girl having come
true after having told me just this afternoon.

   "I'm going to leave you two alone for a while.  The only thing I ask is
that I don't get left out of either of your lives and loves.  I won't
interfere, but I don't want to be left out, okay?"

   They both immediately disconnected, sat up and reached to me for a
mutual hug.  I held them both for a few seconds and then released them,
wanting to see them lock flesh once again.

   "Go for it girls.  Have fun.  I promise I won't disturb you for at least
an hour.  Any longer than that and I'll start getting jealous."

   They never looked back up as they buried their faces into each other's
cunnies.  I climbed down and joined my fireside foursome just as they were
about to shove a fairly large piece of firewood into the pit.

   "HEY!  Easy there Smokey!  We don't want to start a forest fire!"

   They giggled back at me and reluctantly pulled it back to the wood pile.

   "How about if I have a bunch of pretty little girls come sit on my lap?"

   My butt barely hit the back of the chair before I had four miniature
linebackers doing their best to tackle me.  It was actually pretty funny to
see them come at me, their arms stretched out, their heads leaning back,
their eyes closed.  I almost started laughing, but didn't have time before
the first of four knocked the wind from my lungs.

   When they finally settled down, I had two sets of bums on each leg and
needed to figure out a way to get my fingers inside at least two little
honey boxes before too long.

   The most I was able to do in this position was to cup each of their bums
and gently wiggle my fingers between their cheeks only slightly.  Each of
my little sex toys, even Vanessa and Kendra, shifted their position on my
legs so their bums stuck out behind them enough so I could slip more of my
fingers between their legs from behind.

   They were much quicker to grant me access than I had anticipated, which
pleased me greatly.  I knew the next few weeks would be filled with lots of
touching, fondling, kissing, licking, tonguing and maybe even being the
recipient of some amateurish sucking.

   My hands resumed their gentle explorations, this time each of my little
gems openly lifted themselves off of my lap as I probed under their bums.
This wasn't going to work!  Then Vanessa and Kendra got a bright idea. 
Since they were sitting closest to my knees, they got up and stood right
next to me, allowing my hands to fall directly behind their bums.  They
immediately spread their legs apart as my fingers slowly wiggled their way
between their thighs, granting me more ready access to their young pussies.

   I didn't wait for them to tell me it was okay to proceed and gently
pushed my index fingers up against their vulvas and between their labias
until I could feel the wetness of their vagina oozing onto the edge of my
hand.  In order to maintain a constant contact with their labias, I wrapped
my hands around the back of their thighs and gently squeezed and massaged
their plump legs as I pushed forward and upward with my index fingers.

   They accepted my immoral advances as if I had been doing this for years
and years and we carried on a fairly normal conversation with each other
and the rest of us as if nothing in the world could be amiss.

   I knew they were becoming genuinely aroused when they both started to
push backward against my hand and fingers, eager for a more intense
sensation.  The only thing I knew to do was to rearrange the location of my
fingers.  I pulled my index finger down and out, drawing each of my toys
down along with them and shifted my thumb to where my index finger was and
then reached further forward with my index finger and began massaging their
clitties from behind and underneath.

   My thumb was now free to travel upward between their labias and inside
their little bodies with absolutely no resistance or outside influence.  My
index finger found the best location for pleasuring the two little girls
and I began massaging their clitties in gentle circular motions.

   Their conversation never lagged or sounded the slightest bit unnatural
as I fondled and molested their pussies.  I was having a wonderful time as
they gently swayed and shifted their position delicately, never causing my
hands any discomfort as I maintained my attack on the underside of their
little bodies.

   After fifteen or twenty minutes, Vanessa was the first to close her eyes
and open her mouth, gyrating and convulsing gently against my hand and
fingers.  I never stopped tickling and rubbing her clitty or removed my
thumb from inside her honey box.  I wanted her to enjoy this sensation
thoroughly and continued her gentle and pleasant torture.

   Five more minutes went by before she reached down to my hand and tried
to pry it away from her pussy, her hips continuing to move front to back in
short, quick jerks.  By this time, Kendra had joined her younger friend in
ecstatic bliss and began whimpering and moaning softly.

   Candy and Kammy put their hands over their mouths as they giggled,
enjoying the sights and sounds around them.  Both of the littlest ones
began rubbing my woody with their legs.  Kammy, on my right leg, used her
left knee which was between Candy's legs, to rub along the right side of my
ever growing woody.  Candy used the back of her right foot to caress the
underside and base of my woody, her left hand now moving along the tip and
probing the opening at the end.

   Vanessa started pushing against Candy's back, urging her to slide off my
lap.

   "Come on Sissy.  Let me on Eric's lap.  It's my turn!"

   Kendra could no longer wait to be invited for a ride on the pink pickle
and urged everyone to admit her place in line.

   "Then ME!"

   "Oh-kayy.  But hurry, 'cause I want back up as soon as you're done."

   Candy and Kammy both slid off my lap, touching the ground just between
my knees, running both of their hands closest to my hips along the length
of my inflamed woody.

   Vanessa tried to climb onto my lap backward, pushing her bum up along my
legs like a cat in heat.  I wanted to reach forward, grab her hips and
thrust her onto my dick, but I enjoyed the show so much that I just let her
do all the work.  Kendra started helping her friend and it looked like two
little girl clowns trying to get fucked, slipping, sliding, falling to the
side of my legs, it was absolutely hysterical.

   After Kendra let go of my right hand, both of my hands were now free to
be used once again, Candy and Kammy taking the positions previously
occupied by Vanessa and Kendra.  I waisted no time in resuming my fingers'
delicate wanderings between their plump, soft legs.  Since both of the
littlest ones had gotten a chance to ride my woody first, they weren't
quite as anxious to climb on my rod as the two older girls were.  They took
great pleasure in just watching the older girls and let me feel them up and
down along their perfectly developed and proportioned vulvas.

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