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From the Basement to Paul's and Beyond (M+g+ nc ped bdsm ws)


 1.  Getting acquainted

     The improvement in Mary's attitude from having Tegan with her was
immediate.  When we got back from Paul's orgy I had to leave for a
couple of days, but I reviewed the security tapes when I returned.  She and
Tegan looked to have performed all their duties in addition to playing,
cleaning the suite, exercising, studying and so forth.  They both stayed
naked while I was gone, my standing orders unless I directed them to wear
something, and didn't seem to notice or care about the other's body, no
kissing or sex play, even when they sat one night watching television, each
on one end of the couch with their knees hiked up and their little pussies
spread in full view of the other.  

     It was apparent they were chattering back and forth all the time.  Most
of it was completely silly, playing with Mary's Barbie dolls and making
up stories to go along with it, but I did catch one interesting snippet while
they were cleaning the bathroom:

     "How come he didn't trade you at Paul's?" asked Tegan.

     "I don't know," Mary replied.  "He said I was too young."

     "Oh," Tegan answered.  There was a pause while they rinsed out the
shower they had been scrubbing.  "How old are you?"

     "Six."

     "I'm six too."

     "Oh."

     "Is he nice to you?" Tegan asked.

     "I don't know."

     "He lets you have toys."

     "Don't you have toys?"

     "No, just Edgar."  Edgar was Tegan's teddy bear, her only possession
aside from her clothes, and there weren't very many.

     "Oh."

     "He slept with us at Paul's," said Tegan.

     "He always sleeps with us, that's nice, I guess."

     "My master never sleeps with me."

     "Oh."

     "You think he'll sleep with us tonight?"

     "I think so," answered Mary.

     They were cleaning the mirrors at this point and the conversation
dissolved in silliness when the rag squeaked and both girls starting
squeaking too.  

     "Do you have to pee for him?" Mary asked, both girls giggling, "It's
nasty."

     Tegan apparently said no, difficult to say through their tittering.

     "He said he might hurt me, does he hurt you?" Tegan asked.

     "No, he spanks me, but it doesn't hurt, because he rubs me and stuff."

     "Oh," said Tegan. "He said he would whip me if I was bad."

     "He whips me sometimes, but not because I'm bad."

     "Does it hurt?"

     "No, it's soft, but it stings a little."

     "Oh," said Tegan.  "He said it would hurt."

     "That's the bamboo one."

     "Oh.  What's bamboo?"

     "I don't know, wood I think.  He whipped Rachel, but only for
awhile."

     "Was she bad?"

     "Uh huh, she wouldn't swim and exercise and do things he asked her."

     "Oh."

     They were quiet for awhile, cleaning the floor, working from the back
towards the door.

     "Did master whip you?" asked Mary.  Apparently she thought "master"
was a name. 

     "No, he didn't let me eat if I didn't do things."

     "Oh.  Did he spank you?"

     "No.  He came and got me from my room and I had to do things with
him and then he put me back in my room."

     "Oh."

     "I don't want to go back there again, I want to be with you."

     They may have talked a few times more like that, but I couldn't listen
to the whole tape.  It confirmed what I had gleaned from my earlier
conversation with Tegan.  Apparently she was just used as a sex toy by her
owner.  But other than sex, apparently he didn't care to be with her.  That
was a strange attitude to me, I loved being with my girls.  But, different
strokes I guess.

     I had arrived back the previous night very late, and stayed upstairs so
I could sleep in.  By the time I was up and around and checked in on the
girls, they had already finished lunch.  They were in the kitchen cleaning
their plates and chattering, and didn't hear me come in until I walked into
the kitchen.

     "Hey girls!"

     Both of them were startled and turned half around to face me, their
dishes still held over the sink.

     "Go ahead and finish up, I'm going to grab something to drink.  You
already ate I see?"

     "Yes sir," said Mary, dropping back into her subservient voice.

     "So, what did you girls eat?"

     Both of them started to talk at once, and looked at each other, Mary
actually cracking a little smile, before going all modest again.  Tegan
spoke up first.

     "We had Skippy's peanut butter and Welch's grape jelly and Wonder
Bread bread."  She giggled when she realized she had said bread twice, but
kind of clammed up when she noticed Mary wasn't going along with her.

     "Oh, okay; yummy, a classic."  I cracked a diet pop and sat down at
the kitchen table to watch them finish up.  Tegan kept looking at Mary,
like she was searching for cues how to act.  I preferred that it be the other
way around.  When they were done with the dishes and had dried their
hands they came over to stand by the table.

     "Sit girls, we'll play around later, I'm just hanging out for a minute. 
Looks like you did all your chores?"

     "Yes sir," they both said, sitting down at the table with me, looking at
me expectantly.

     "Good, good.  So, Tegan, what do you normally eat for lunch?"

     "Oh, lot's of things."

     "That's nice, like what?"

     She sat back for a moment to think.  "I eat Chef Boy-R-Dee, and
Sunkist Tuna, and Wonder Bread and Kraft May-o-naise, and I eat
Stoofers meatloaf and Stoofers macaroni with cheese and Stoofers . . . "

     And so on for a good two minutes, listing four of five Stouffer's
frozen food products, several kinds of canned pasta goods, and that was
about it.  I noticed how carefully she had paid attention to the brand
names.  I was always very careful to choose national brands so there would
be no way for the girls to know what city they were in.  That was
obviously an appropriate precaution.

     ". . . and milk, but I don't know what its name is, because there's no
label."

     And then she clammed up, with the cutest little expression on her face,
as if she was proud she remembered it all.

     "Well," I asked, "You ate all those things just for lunch?  What about
dinner?"  I braced myself for the impact.

     "Same things for dinner," she said, as if I should have known.

     "Okay, what about breakfast?"

     She launched off again, but it was a very short list.  "I eat Cheerios
and Rice Krispies and milk."

     "That's all?  No eggs or pancakes or anything like that?"

     She brightened up, her eyebrows raising.  "I got to eat eggs at Paul's!"

     "That's nice."

     But she wasn't quite done, it seemed.  "And once a sin-on-mun bun,
and once I ate toast, but that looked like bread, and . . ."

     "Okay, I get the idea, thank you Tegan.  What did you girls eat while
I was gone?"

     Tegan seemed to think she was still on stage.  "I don't know all of it,
because it didn't have labels on it, but there was . . . "

     And she was off again, describing it all as best she could.  It was
abundantly clear this poor girl was food obsessed, due to the extremely
limited menu she had with her owner.  Apparently all she had was a
microwave, a small fridge for the milk and a can opener.  The question
was, if she had to go back to that, would the cornucopia she was going to
experience here be kindness or cruelty?  I always bought whatever the girls
wanted, within the bounds of decent nutrition.  I didn't see any reason not
to, being pointlessly mean was not my thing.  

     In fact, I enjoyed treating the girls.  There was always frozen steaks,
shrimp and ice cream in the freezer, cookies in the cupboards, good cheese
and bread, and all the junk stuff they craved, like pizza and tater tots, that
kind of thing.  I had frozen meals for them too, but really superb stuff that
I bought from a local catering firm.  Their lasagna was one of the best I've
ever eaten, and it was Rachel's favorite of course.

     I went out of my way to treat them.  I lived in a very upscale
neighborhood, quite a drive from the nearest commercial center.  I liked
to bring home McDonald's and take-out food for the girls, but once I
discovered that milk shakes wouldn't last the trip and the fries were cold,
I had a small freezer and warming oven installed in the back of my Lexus
utility vehicle.  Nothing too good for my pets.  Why not if you could
afford it?  It's not like it was really any trouble, I had to eat too.

     When Tegan was done with her list, doing exactly what I told her to
do of course, I looked over at Mary and raised my eyebrows.  She actually
gave me just the smallest of smiles back, a little crack in her armor.  

     "Thank you Tegan.  Mary, why don't you show Tegan where the
cookbooks are sometime, and you girls can make pancakes and french toast
for breakfast, and eggs, since Tegan apparently likes eggs."

     "Rachel cooked," she said.

     "Yes, I know, because Rachel couldn't live without pancakes, but you
should both learn to cook too, it's a useful skill to learn.  It will be fun,
showing Tegan all the things you can do with eggs, right?"

     Tegan seemed to think so, she was following our conversation intently,
looking back and forth between us.

     "Okay," Mary said, with a little enthusiasm.  She gave Tegan a smile
when they made eye contact.

     "Good.  Well, why don't you girls go get ready and we'll hang out on
the couch for awhile, watch a little TV together while you digest, and then
we'll play around.  If you're good, I'll go get Chinese for dinner."

     "Sweet and sour shrimp?" Mary said, very quietly, not looking up.

     I was really surprised by that.  Normally she would just say "okay"
and kept her feelings to herself.  I reached out and tweaked her on the
nose.

     "Sweet and sour shrimp it is, my love, and I know you'll be good, you
always are."

     She smiled a little again and looked down, embarrassed.  Well!  Three
smiles from Mary in one sitting, that was an occasion to celebrate.  I
noticed Tegan looked confused, she was biting her lower lip, and I knew
she wanted to say something.

     "Tegan, have you ever had Chinese?"

     "No sir.  I read about it.  Chow me-in and you eat it with chopsticks? 
What are chopsticks?"

     "Oh, it's chow mein," I said, pronouncing it correctly.  At least
apparently her owner had given her something to read.  "I'll show you
what chopsticks are tonight.  I'll get sweet and sour shrimp, and chow
mein, and duck, and General Tso's chicken and moo shoo pork and all
kinds of stuff.  You girls can heat up the leftovers for lunches."

     Tegan just shook her head up and down, trying to process the words
I had said.  I sent them off to the bathroom, and I could hear them talking. 
Tegan said "moo?" and Mary replied, "moooo shooooo", and that set them
off giggling all the way to the bathroom.  God I love them, I thought,
watching their naked fannies bounce away.

     We met back on the couch and spent some time flipping channels, the
girls on either side of me.  I had my arms around them, and they were idly
playing with my cock through my open robe.  When the show ended we
were watching and there was nothing else particularly good on the TV, I
switched it to a soft music channel.

     "Tegan, kneel down on the couch and suck me, and Mary, you get
underneath Tegan and lick her, get her ready, okay?"

     "Yes sir," both girls said, all business.  They knew that they were
required to give their best in a situation like this or suffer the
consequences.

     I settled back into the couch and watched the girls get shifted around. 
It was a great place to be, one hand on Tegan's soft curls in my lap while
her warm, soft mouth engulfed my cock, and the other on her silky ass
cheeks, with Mary's body stretched out beyond.  

     "Mary, play with yourself a little for me, will you?  You should get
yourself ready too."

     She was too busy at the moment with her tongue working on Tegan's
snatch to acknowledge my directions, but she opened her legs and dipped
her hands between them to rub her pussy lips like she knew I wanted her
to, pushing the lips together as she stroked back and forth, opening them
up and exposing herself, switching back and forth to give me different
views.  My cock shot a warm wave of pleasure through my body as it
began to get warmed up in Tegan's mouth and I sighed with contentment. 
Perfect.

     I was ready to fuck, but I waited until Tegan began to respond.  Even
if she didn't want to, Mary's licking would cause her vagina to lubricate
a little, and that's all I needed.  Once inside, the vagina would respond and
moisten sufficiently for a time before lubricant became necessary.  I
reached out and felt down into the crack of Tegan's ass and found her
anus, which clenched when I ran my finger over it.  She was a small girl,
and it was easy to reach over her ass cheeks and down far enough to feel
her vagina opening beyond.  I stuck the end of my finger inside the warm
hole and helped her get ready, just lightly massaging it.  She was ready
enough, but I laid back a little longer, just to take in the feel of Tegan's
mouth, so soft and wet, giving me little sucking sensations as she rocked
back and forth, her tongue sweeping around the shaft.  I had no complaints
about her technique, and I was soon in jeopardy of cumming against my
will.

     "Okay girls," I said, patting Tegan on the ass.  I gave them new
directions as they got up from their positions, wiping their mouths.  

     "Mary, grab some lubricant and a couple towels from the bedstand,
just in case, okay?  Tegan sit in my lap facing me, and take it in, nice and
slow."

     Tegan crawled up next to me and lifted one leg over my lap while I
guided her with my hands cupping her bottom cheeks.

     "Mary, help put it inside, will you?"

     "Yes sir."

     Mary kneeled down on the floor in front of us and reached into my
lap, taking my cock and guiding it to Tegan's entrance.

     "Okay," she said.

     "Good, hold it there, that's it.  Good girl."

     Tegan began to sink onto the head of my cock as I held her bottom
tight, making sure she didn't falter on the way down.  The initial
penetration of a girl this young was always the tricky part, they were tight
and delicate and you had to go carefully.  Once inside it was much easier.
I could feel my glans sliding inside and up her channel a bit, the shaft
behind in Mary's hands.  It was just incredible, smooth, hot and tight, very
much like Mary's pussy, hardly any difference in feel.  I moaned as it sunk
in further and further, until my hands met the top of my thighs.

     "Ohhh, good, sweetie pie, you are sooo nice.  Mary, come up and sit
by me."

     Tegan ignored the complement, her breath coming fast, concentrating
on her job.  Mary came up on the couch and snuggled against my side. 
There wasn't anything for her to do in this position, she couldn't reach
Tegan's delicate regions while she was pressed in my lap, and that's where
I wanted her.  So she just curled up and waited her turn.  Of course, she
was performing an important function of exciting the heck out of me -
nothing like penetrating one cutie while another sits naked against your
side.

     Tegan was moving up and down now, her movements dictated by the
grip I had on her bottom cheeks, a pretty good substitute for a pair of tits,
given how full and soft they were.  I wish little girls had breasts, but the
trade off was acceptable indeed.  What she was doing to my cock was
indescribable, sort of like a tight blow job by a pussy, except better, more
exciting.  Regardless of what I wished, there was no escaping from the
overwhelming feeling of the tip of my cock parting her insides and then
sliding back down for another run back up into the silky interior.  It was
very difficult to keep from cumming, but I was experienced in doing so
and managed to hold on.

     Tegan and Mary differed in one respect.  While it was difficult to
make Mary have an orgasm, Tegan was on a hair trigger very quickly, if
the sensation was enough.  I remembered her cumming for me at Paul's,
once at the bidet and twice while I gave her cuddlies on the bed, until she
couldn't take anymore and tried to crawl away from me.  She was building
up now, her head thrown back, breathing in short gasps, making little
huffing sounds.  I let her go a bit, as her hips wanted to move faster than
my hands, and she settled into a quicker and shallower rhythm, just
moving a couple of inches up and down.  

     I moved my hands to her flanks, running up and down her body,
staying away from her sensitive arm pits, extending my hands around her
bottom and back up while she got closer and closer.  Her head fell forward
in a cascade of hair and she began to moan and make little sounds, "uh,
uh, uhhhh!"  Finally she stopped moving, and I quickly tightened my ass
up, driving my cock inside before she came, triggering her off, her vagina
tightening and then contracting in spasms as she came, "oh, oh, ohhhhh!". 
She held her breath and had one more big contraction that made me groan
from being squeezed, and then went totally slack in my arms, gasping for
air against my chest, still impaled to the hilt with a spike of rock hard
cock, causing her to have little after shocks that made her moan and
twitch.

     I was thrilled by her orgasm, but I thought it best to say nothing, and
just held her while she recovered a little.  Long before she wanted to, I'm
sure, my hands found her bottom and insisted on her moving it up and
down again.  Yes, Tegan, I thought, I'm nice.  But I can also be mean, and
here's your next lesson.  I was going to make her bounce on my cock until
she came again, and a third time if I felt like it, I didn't care if she cried
all the way through it, I wanted that, to taste her tears as unwanted
orgasms tore through her little body.

     "Go honey, go."

     Tegan set her grip on my shoulders, took a deep breath and began to
move, guided by my hands.  I made her set a faster pace this time, as she
was well lubricated.  What this was doing to my cock would have been
pure sweet agony if I was focused on it, but fortunately I was more
interested in what it was doing to Tegan and the sensations from my unit
weren't forcing me to cum before her.  

     The rapid movements inside her little cunt quickly got to her, and her
breath was soon huffing in time to her thrusts.  I was counting the times
I bottomed out inside her before she came, just to put something else in
my mind besides the sensations of being quickly beat off by little girl
pussy, no away I could have lasted otherwise.  Thirty seven, thirty eight
. . .

     The next wave hit her by surprise, and me too.  Before I could
penetrate her fully, her vagina seized up solid, locking me in about half
way.  Tegan's body shuddered as she squealed, "no, no, noooo!" and came
anyway, over and over in wracking bursts.  When it was over she
collapsed completely, a lifeless doll in my arms, her breathing ragged and
tears running down her cheeks.  And still there I was, solidly packed inside
her vagina as it spasmed over and over while I urged it on, giving her little
thrusts with my hips.

     I let her recover a little longer, but I could sense that her lubrication
was failing, and insisted that she pump again.  This time I had to do most
of the work, lifting her against me by her bottom.  She tried, despite tears
and a little whining, and after a couple dozen strokes did manage to
control her arms and legs, but it was as I predicted, she was drying up, and
before my cock began to grab at her flesh I lifted her off my cock at the
top of a stroke and set her back down in my lap, my cock sticking up
behind her, resting in the crack of her bottom.

     "I'm sorry, sir," she said, between gasps.

     "Not at all," I said, brushing back her hair from her face.  "You did
you best, all the way to end.  Give me a kiss."

     Tegan obviously was not used to kissing, and I almost had to chuckle
at the way she moved her mouth around as I tried to give her a deep kiss. 
Ah well, I thought, she'll learn.  I rested her head against my shoulder and
rubbed her back.  She had indeed done well, the clock showed that she had
been fucking me for almost twenty five minutes!  Quite a long time for a
girl so small.

     "Okay, Mary, you're up.  Put some lube on me if you need to, my
love."

     I lifted Tegan off to the left and sat her next to me, wrapping my arm
around her.  Mary wouldn't need me to guide her as much, so I could
spare a hand.  She waited for Tegan to clear, wiped off my cock with a
moistened towel to remove any stickiness and settled into my lap, reaching
underneath me to guide the tip into the folds of her vulva.  She knew I
would rather take her natural rather than with lube, and she knew how to
lubricate herself.  I hadn't spent all those months teaching her without it
paying off, Mary was an accomplished fuck bunny, in spite of her modesty
and shyness.

     I began to get excited again as she worked, feeling her gently play the
glans through her inner lips, stopping to settle it into her entrance and pick
up little bits of moisture until it was sliding freely around in the center of
the little crater floor at the bottom of her lips, where the twin vents of her
pee hole and vagina were giving off their heat.  When she felt it was time
she stopped and placed the tip at the opening and gradually sank down on
it, letting it gently part her flesh and disappear inside.  I closed my eyes
to feel the ultimate sensation of being swallowed, comparing it to Tegan
and finding no fault.  Both girls were exquisite.

     When she had it rammed all the way home she shifted her hips and
arms to settle into place, and once again started her ride, while I rested my
right hand on her bottom, just letting it slide up and down the outside
curve as she worked, curving the fingers to run inside her crack to feel the
soft inside of her bottom.  I noticed Tegan had recovered sufficiently to
watch, and I bent down to kiss her on the forehead.  This was new to her
of course, aside from what happened at Paul's.  I don't know if she liked
it or not, but it was certainly warm and close, all huddled up together,
fucking.  

     Normally Mary could go like this until she dried up.  She would start
to tire, breathe heavy and perspire a little, but she didn't have Tegan's
problem of cumming practically to death.  Occasionally she would have an
orgasm, but it wasn't like she sought them out, they just happened when
things were going very hot and heavy.  I don't know if it was Tegan's
performance, but tonight I sensed a change.  Her hips were pumping out
of her normal rhythm, faster and more insistent than usual.  I could have
slowed her down, I didn't want to cum yet after all, but I let her go and
tried to focus on what was happening to her rather than the overwhelming
feelings coming from my cock as it ached to cum and get it over with.  It
always had a mind of its own of course.

     Mary was now shifting herself back into me, putting pressure on the
forward part of her vagina and bottoming out with her clitoris jammed into
my pelvis.  I almost held my breath I was so scared she would lose the
mood.  She was making little sounds in her throat, not like Tegan's
groaning and moaning, just little, "ummm" sounds, but rhythmic. 
Suddenly her lips parted as a shiver ran through her and she began to
breathe through her mouth, her face scrunching up in concentration.  Like
Tegan, she lost the full stroke and got her butt closer to me, grinding
herself into me rather than stroking my cock as much.  I felt her body
began to quiver from the effort, her muscles all tensed up.

     I still didn't move, I just left my hand where it was, lightly engaged
on her bottom.  I knew if I stroked her body it would help, but I figured
it would also make her aware that I knew she was trying to cum, and that
would have been the end of that, I was sure, I could sense it.  I laid back
very carefully to watch her, but it happened quickly, without warning.  She
stopped and clenched my cock hard, a very firm grip that almost made me
cum.  She stayed like that for a second, a little squealing sound coming
from her mouth, and then she was loose again.  Right away she pumped
her hips against me hard several times, until it happened again.  This time
she let it all out, "Uh uh uh, oooooohhhhhhh!!"   Like Tegan, she
collapsed in my arms.

     I still said nothing just very softly moved my hand over her bottom,
stroking over both cheeks and giving her little squeezes, just an
acknowledgement between the two of us.  I could see she was fighting
hard to start up again, to do her duty, and I felt sorry for her.  I was going
to let her go anyway, that's what I wanted after all, but I was so close to
cumming now that it was too dangerous.  Instead I gripped her bottom as
she tried to rise up.

     "Easy girl, let's just lay here for a minute and we'll finish up on the
bed."

     "Yes sir," she said, softly, her chest still heaving for breath.  I reached
my hand up and pressed against her back, making her sink into me,
holding her close, still impaled inside her to the hilt.  It was so good, just
hard up and ready to squirt, buried in hot girl flesh, but without any
movement, tamped back and waiting to explode, right in that sweet spot
of near orgasm.  I could have twitched my hips and cum, I was so close.

     "Sir?"

     It was Tegan, still lying against me with my arm wrapped around her. 
I could see I had gripped her waist hard during the past few minutes, the
flesh was a little red.

     "Yes, girl?"

     "Can I go pee, sir?"

     "Sure, use the bidet over there, stand up so I can watch," I said with
a wicked grin.  I lifted my arm so she could get up.

      It wasn't really necessary to the afternoon's proceedings, I had plenty
of stimulation after all, but I thought I would get her used to the fact that
I liked to make the girls play uncomfortable games now and then.  Tegan
was going to end up one of these days tied to the wall being lightly
whipped and butt-fucked and left to hang there until she peed herself.  She
wasn't going to like that much, but I would.  In fact, her orgasm problem
pretty much assured that she was also going to spend time strapped down
on the leather horse with a vibrating block pressed against her pussy for
way longer than she would ever want.  Oh yes, I was nice - most of the
time, just like she said about being at Paul's.

     For now I just enjoyed holding Mary while Tegan walked over to the
wall in the restraint area and backed into the bidet, looking down to make
sure she was going to pee inside it.  It took her a minute of concentration,
her hands on her knees as she squatted, but finally it came, a nice long
pee.  Some girls peed explosively in big irregular blasts and some were
more delicate, peeing in a tiny little tubular stream.  Tegan was on the
light side, a very lady like pisser, delightful to watch as the pee appeared
between her rosy pussy lips, cracked wide as she squatted down.  Very
nasty indeed, as Mary had put it.  She turned on the bidet to wash, and
toweled herself dry before coming back over to the couch.

     "Let's shift," I said, patting Mary on the bottom.

     It was Mary's turn to wash up, so I laid on the bed and motioned
Tegan over for starters.

     "Put some lube on my cock, dear, this position is kind of tight."

     She retrieved the bottle and a couple of towels and slathered me up,
doing a very nice job of it, sensual and slow.  I patted her on the bottom
to indicate my appreciation.

     "Good, now up on the bed with me, straddle me facing my legs and
slide it inside."

     Tegan knew that position and did as she was told.  Mary was back
with us now and helped guide my cock inside.  Fortunately the hiatus had
cooled me off some, and I could take the renewed sensation of my cock
tip slowly sliding up into her.

     "Okay, now lean back and bring your legs together, between mine, I'll
hold you."

     She obviously had not done this position before, and was unsure about
what she was supposed to do.  I helped lift her up while she got herself
arranged.  I could feel my penis trapped in a soft vise as her legs closed,
and Tegan hissed in her breath.  I shifted around a little until we were
properly engaged, Tegan leaning back and supporting herself by her arms,
her butt in my lap with my cock poking up into her.

     "Alright now, up and down, but slide your hips into mine or you'll
lose me.  I'll help."

     I had a good grip on her waist as she started to move, forcing her to
move back and forth as much as up and down, matching the angle of my
cock.  After a couple of minutes she was moving about right, though
obviously her muscles weren't used to this position.  She was already
showing signs of being tired, as well as being affected by the tight contact.

     But for my attention on the girl, it would have been difficult for me
to maintain, but now as I was rubbing my hands all over her body, from
her nipples down to her little mouse compressed between her legs, it began
to tell.  My cock was being squeezed hard by her pussy flesh, sucked in
and out as she moved and I began to twitch and climb towards my release. 
I was saved once more by Tegan, as she started to show real signs of
distress, refocusing my attention towards propping her up and keeping her
moving.

     Her pussy was really turned on by the lap fucking in the couch, but
this was too much, the way she was smashed around me.  My cock was
riding up against the top of her vaginal canal right against where her "g"
spot resided, and her clitoris was being massaged by her own lips as they
rubbed.  I was keeping her legs tight together with my own, countering her
natural tendency to spread them apart and relieve the pressure.  

     She quickly fell apart, her arms buckling as she started to come.  I
bent my knees up and thrusted into her hard, keeping her in place with my
hands surrounding her waist.  Her hair was whipping around on my chest
as bucked and heaved, gasping for air, crying and moaning, until with a
final "uhh ohhhhhh!" she was done, limp on top of me, my cock still
locked hard inside her.

     I blew her hair off of my mouth and reached up to stroke it back into
place.

     "Nice, Tegan, really nice.  You'll get that down soon.  Mary's turn, I
think."

     I dumped her off me and onto the bed, where she landed with a
muffled "oomph", and tossed a towel in her lap to wipe her tears.  Leaving
her to recover on her own, I patted Mary on the bottom to indicate she
could mount me.  Mary had been sitting by us on the bed watching, since
there was nothing for her to do.  If Tegan's legs had been apart, I would
have placed her between them, let her assault her clit with her tongue. 
Next time.

     I didn't need to worry about Mary, she knew the position.  She
checked my cock for slickness, and finding it a little dry, smeared some
more lube on it with her own swirling technique.  It was really aching
now, and I figured I would just let Mary pump until I came off inside her,
that would be nice.

     As Mary knew how to move in this position and her arms were used
to supporting her, that left my hands free, and I let them roam over Mary's
tummy and down to feel her lips sticking up between her legs.  After being
free for a moment, the first sensation of plunging into little girl pussy flesh
again was like coming home, and I thought I was going to lose it right
there.  Somehow I managed to resist and concentrate on the feel of the girl
through my hands.

     Now it was Mary's turn to get heated up, as she often did in this
position, though seldom cumming.  If a girl could cum from vaginal sex,
having an man's cock riding up into her like this would do the trick.  I
couldn't see her face, but I could hear making the little "um" sounds in her
throat.  She began to push down into my lap insistently, and her head came
back, spilling her long, fine hair on my chest.  Before I was ready to cum,
she let out a long sigh and stiffened up, her cunt tightening on me again. 
This time I helped out, reaching down to massage her pussy lips into her
clit as she came.  

     I let her go, shuddering a few more times, while I helped keep her up,
shifting my hands to hold her by her waist.  I was so thrilled by her
cumming on her own like that again that I quite lost touch of my own
situation, and managed to hold it in.  The obedient girl regained control of
her arms and legs and began to start moving into a stroke, but I prevented
her from getting started, wrapping my arms around her tummy and pulling
her to me.

     "That's it, relax for a minute," I cooed in her ear.  "That was really
nice."

     She remained tense for a few seconds, but gave in to my grip and laid
back on my chest, breathing deeply.  She could have kept it up longer,
unlike Tegan her orgasms didn't wipe her out, they were very soft and
polite, you could almost say.  But having held out for so long, I had
something special in mind for my cock, which was complaining bitterly
about not cumming, throbbing and twitching inside Mary's hot little pussy,
which made her shiver.  I gave her a few minutes and then patted her on
her mons.

     "Up girl, I'm ready to cum, but you girls are going to have to work for
your dinner."

     Mary turned around and gave me a look, like she was thinking, uh oh,
what now?

     "Mary, you get on one side, and Tegan, you crawl over on this side. 
Cross your legs over the top of me and trap my cock between your pussies,
you understand what I mean?"

     "I think so," said Mary.  I think she was relieved that it wasn't
something worse.

     She got in the correct position, maybe she had seen me at Paul's or
someone else had made her do it, but she understood what was supposed
to happen.  Tegan was clueless, so I helped her place her legs, scissored
around Mary's.  Getting engaged was pretty clumsy going, and Mary
actually giggled a little.  Tegan was more serious, concerned that she do
the right thing.

     Finally the girls had their legs placed right, so I grabbed their bottoms
from underneath and pulled them together, making them crab walk a little,
leaned back on their hands to move their bodies closer.  Their pussies met
with my cock sticking up between them, and keeping one hand under them
for support, I reached up to shift it so that it was centered between their
lips.

     "Okay, closer now, smash your pussies together, that's it!  Stay like
that now and pump up and down."

     I took one set of butt cheeks in each hand and manhandled the girls,
practically beating off with their pelvises, like I was smashing two big
breasts around my cock.  I could see the head peek up between their lips,
and I could tell it was rubbing right over their clits by the reactions of the
girls, both of them in a state of distress from the pressure.  It wasn't
comfortable at all to have their clits rubbed this way, even with all the
leftover lube sloshing around in there, but that wasn't my concern.

     Aside from being delighted with the view, I wanted to really nail the
girls with cum, and I concentrated on keeping my cock pointed straight up
and down.  In terms of sensation, this was nowhere near as exciting as
being inside the warm, tight sock of their pussies, but after all the waiting
it didn't matter, a few more strokes and I was ready.

     The girls were really having difficulty now, and I was doing most of
the work, my fingers digging hard into their bottoms as I held them
together hard and pumped them up and down.  I held my breath and
quickly reached the edge, letting out my breath in gasps as a warning
dribble came out of the tip.  I timed it just right and came on the up-thrust,
a rush of cum that shot nearly straight into the air, falling back down in
a loop to splatter back in their joined laps, right where into the pocket of
flesh I was fucking into.  I grunted and let go again, but I my glans was
still buried in their lips and the cum squirted out at an angle falling back
on Tegan's mons. 

     Well, I figured, Mary's turn.  I was now being lubricated by my own
cum, and was back in control a little, able to aim my shots.  I thrust up at
an angle just as I came, and splashed a reasonably long stream that arched
over her tummy and splatted home, all the way from her chest to her
pussy.  The last few spurts I let splatter where they wanted to, gleefully
hammering my cock home between their legs until I was spent.  I let go
of their butts, and the girls collapsed, both of them moaning and breathing
hard.  I laid back and enjoyed the afterglow for a moment, my cum
dribbling down the girl's flanks.

     I reached behind me and tossed a towel onto each of their laps.

     "Don't get the bed wet, you're about to lose some off your tummy,
Mary."

     "Yes sir," she said, between breathes, craning her head up to see as she
mopped herself up.

     Tegan snapped to attention at my words as well, and both girls sat up
a bit and worked on getting the cum wiped off us.

     "Whew.  I told you girls you would have to work for your dinner. 
Let's get up and take a quick shower, okay?"

     The girls didn't look quite ready to do anything, they were pretty
played out, but they knew to follow orders and fumbled around on the bed,
crawling off clumsily.  I could see deep red marks on their ass cheeks
where my fingers had dug in, and I stopped the girls briefly to stand in
front of me while I sat on the bed and massaged their cheeks.  I think
Tegan thought I wanted to spank her, the way she stuck her bottom out for
me, and she looked back over her shoulder as I rubbed her cheeks.

     "Nothing," I said in reply to her look.  "Just rubbing out some marks
from where I held your butts there."

     "Yes sir," she said.

     Not that I wouldn't mind spanking her a little, but not tonight.  For
now it was sufficiently pleasant to have two little bottoms lined up for
inspection, running my hands over them.  I gave them both a little pop on
the cheeks when I figured they had enough and followed them into the
main bathroom.

     I considered running a bath, but I was getting pretty hungry, and a
shower would be quicker.  Obviously both girls were about played out, and
swayed unsteadily on their feet as we waited for the water to get hot.

     "Sir?"

     "Yes Mary?"

     "I need to pee, do you want me to . . ."

     "Sure, in the shower is fine, I'd like that."

     No better place to go in my book, the water was already running down
the drain anyway.  When we got inside I joined her, but I didn't pee on
her, as I sometimes did.  It was a very degrading thing to do, and I wasn't
in that mood today.  But I did enjoy watching her, she always did it so
sweetly, squatting down just enough to spread her lips and closing her eyes
modestly.  
     "You can go too, dear, if you need to," I said to Tegan.

     She didn't really, as she only dribbled a little, but she did so anyway
as she knew I wanted her to.  It was a lot of fun, watching two girls piddle
like that, so twisted and delightful.  I never made any bones about being
an evil bastard.

      I let the girls be my shower slave, sitting on one of the built-in
benches while they washed me off, and then standing and leaning forward
as they did my bottom and back.  I made the girls wash each other,
watching with pleasure as their little hands moved over their bodies. 
Naturally I helped a little too, giving them an extra wash just to enjoy the
feel of soap on their bottoms and pussy lips.

     We rinsed off and helped each other dry, and mopped up a little,
tossing all the used towels into a hamper.  I herded them back into the
main room when we were done, and spent some time fondling them as I
sat on the bed, the tired girls standing in front of me to receive the
attention.

     "Okay, enough for now, I'll let you take a nap," I said, patting them
on their backsides.  "I'll wake you up when I get back, with some nice hot
Chinese food."

     The girls were so spent that I didn't really get any reaction, and I
smiled.  They really had a workout that afternoon, both of them had cum
at least twice, and they did most of the work.  I left them tucked into each
other's arms, looking so cute I just had to stand and look at them for a
minute, finally shaking my head in amazement at my good fortune and
walking away reluctantly to get dinner.

     The girls woke up when I entered with the food, and shook the sleep
out of their eyes.  I told them to clean up and meet me in the kitchen,
where I laid out the containers on the table, being very careful as always
to make sure no hint of the restaurant name was left in the bags.  Mary
came into the kitchen to help, bringing plates and silverware, and Tegan
stood by the door, looking at the food with wide eyes, hanging back.

     I prepared her a plate with a little of everything for now, and even
showed her how chopsticks worked, though like Mary she ended up using
a fork.  Mary was a finicky eater, but she knew what she liked, and once
she had a perfect little pile of rice with the sweet and sour shrimp neatly
arranged on top she dug right in.  Tegan was very careful at first, putting
just a little bit of food on her fork and chewing it thoughtfully, moving
from one item to the next.  When she had tried them all she went back and
ate through the plate pretty steadily, and when it was empty, she sat back
and looked regretfully at the bare china.  I knew she was uncertain of her
place in a situation like this.

     "Tegan, eat up, just take whatever you like best, there's plenty of
everything."

     "Don't eat all my shrimp," said Mary, giggling a little. 

     "I bought four containers of them, silly."  I reached over and tossled
her hair.  "You'll be eating shrimp for days."

     She smiled a little, but her mood sobered up a bit.  I think my
attention rattled her a little, we didn't normally interact like this.  Rachel
and I would, but usually Mary just sat and listened, picking at her food. 
She would normally never volunteer conversation.  Tegan was different.

     "Is it okay to put other things in mooo shooooo?" she asked, causing
Mary to grin at the way she said it.

     "Sure, do whatever you want."

     "I think I'll put duck in it, I don't like the sauce much."

     "The sauce with the duck?  I suppose it's an adult taste maybe.  Moo
shoo duck sounds good to me."

     "Mooo duck," said Mary, and both girls fell into a little snickering fit. 
I kept quiet this time, and just let them giggle at each other.

     "Why is called General Tso's chicken?" Tegan asked.

     "I'm not sure.  Maybe the dish was originally served in his honor."

     "Oh.  What's this?" she asked, pointing at a vegetable in the chow
mein.  And we were off again.  She asked about twenty more questions
about the food until she may have sensed I was tired of answering them. 
Mary was following our conversation intently.

     "I like to put the chicken on the fried rice, only I take the carrots and
peas out," Mary said.  Indeed, there was always a neat little pile of orange
and green on the edge of her plate when she was done.

     "Maybe if I asked they could leave them out, but they might be
insulted."

     "How come?" she asked.

     "Well, the cook may feel that's the way it should be done, and leaving
them out wouldn't be right."

     "Oh.  Maybe his family likes peas and carrots," she said, as if that
settled the question.

     I didn't give any hint that I was totally blown away and pleased to
death by what she said.  It was the first time I ever heard her express her
own opinion about anything.  I was very glad, without Rachel meal time
wouldn't be much fun if all I had for company was girls that wouldn't say
anything. 

     The girls filled up their little stomachs pretty quickly, so we wrapped
up the food and put it in the fridge, and I left the girls to their fortune
cookies while I went upstairs for awhile to check for phone messages and
handle a couple things on the internet.  When I got back down the girls
were all cleaned up and waiting for me.  I think they had been chatting
before I came in, but they clammed up and assumed the position, waiting
to see what I wanted.

     "Ah, my beauties, let's watch TV for a bit while you digest your
moooo shooo," I said.  That got a little smile out of both of them, but they
were still wary, wondering what was coming next.   
     "We'll play around a little more before sleep.  Nothing too strenuous
tonight."

     The girls relaxed a bit at that.  Tegan didn't know what to expect of
course, except what Mary might have said.  And Mary, she knew I was
quick to change gears and make her do something really nasty and
uncomfortable.  But tonight I wanted to capitalize on the casual mood set
by dinner, let the girls relax a little.  Not that I wasn't going to fuck them
good later, that was a given.

     We sat on the couch and sipped pop while we messed around a little
and watched TV.  I pulled out the big footrest in the middle so we could
lie back and face the TV while we cuddled together, Mary on one side and
Tegan on the other.  Even though it was quiet time, the girls knew to keep
me happy, and traded off lightly stroking my cock, just petting it while I
rubbed their backs.  I loved the contrast in their skins.  Mary was cream
and sugar, soft and white, while Tegan felt more oriental somehow with
her silky skin, even though both girls were almost the same color really.

     When it got a little later and I could see the girls were starting to
yawn, I sent them off to the bathroom to get ready for another session. 
They came back into the room together, well scrubbed and warm, and
found me sitting on the bed waiting.  Once again I had the two little naked
girls standing at my disposal, and I took full advantage, fondling their
charms with delight while they played with my cock.

     "I'd like to see you girls together for a little bit, you think you could
do that for me?"

     "Yes sir," they said, looking at me with questions in their eyes.  They
were wondering how I wanted them of course.

     "Umm, yes, I think we'll have Mary on the bottom and Tegan on top."

     I patted them on the bottom and moved out of the way, letting them
crawl up on the bed.  Mary laid down and spread her legs and Tegan
started to crawl between them.

     "The other way around, Tegan."

     "Yes sir," she said, puzzled a little bit until she realized her face would
be in Mary's lap.  Then she figured out what was up and settled into place,
kneeling over Mary's face and gently letting her hips fall as Mary wrapped
her hands around her thighs as she watched, looking underneath her. 
When she was in the correct position she let herself lie down on Mary's
tummy and did the same, taking the backs of Mary's thighs in her hands. 
The girls kind of took a breath and then began to lick each other, both at
once.  Mary was much more experienced than Tegan, of course, but Tegan
must have had to lick enough pussy at Paul's to at least know what she
was supposed to do.

     I stood and watched them for a minute, and when I was satisfied they
were giving each other a good workover I crawled up on the bed in back
of them and knelt with my cock rubbing between their soft little bellies,
nice and warm, a contrast of soft flesh and hard cock, not too different
from fucking a pair of breasts.  I often did this with Mary and Rachel,
though naturally there was a lot more flesh involved.  I rubbed Tegan's
back and played with her bottom while the girls made slurping sounds
between each others' legs.  They knew I would insist on a total effort, and
it appeared they were complying.  Both girls were moaning a little as they
worked.

     I enjoyed this for a few minutes and checked Tegan's pussy, running
a finger down her ass crack, over her winkie and into her pussy from
behind.  I could feel Mary's tongue hit my finger as she licked up and
down Tegan's vulva, and she hesitated a bit until she recognized what I
was doing.  

     "Ooh, I want some too, flip over on your back, Tegan," I said,
slapping her ass.

     She rolled over on the bed and I took her position kneeling over Mary,
lowering my cock down near Mary's lips while leaning down to kiss
Tegan's mons, digging my hands underneath her bottom as I worked my
tongue down into her folds.  Normally in a situation like this I would
probably have given her a really intense tongue lashing, but I went lightly
tonight, pleasing myself more than her, pushing her legs together to close
her pussy lips and kissing them, pulling them apart and licking down the
length of her lips.  I laid off giving her clitoris much action, enjoying the
sensation of the rest of her, running my tongue over her freshly washed
ass, giving her shivers.

     Mary in the meantime knew exactly what to do, and I felt her little
hands grab my ass cheeks as soon as I knelt over her, guiding my cock
into her mouth and sucking on it like a baby on a teat.  It was difficult for
her to move up and down in that position, but we had long ago settled on
a pattern of sex in various positions, and without saying anything specific,
we more or less knew that this wasn't a situation where I expected
anything other than being suckled and teased.  

     When I had enough I sucked Tegan's clit between my lips just for a
few seconds, feeling her tense up and shiver, then gave her a couple of
licks and pulled my cock from Mary's mouth, shifting around the other
way, bending over Mary's crotch this time.  I pushed myself into Tegan's
lips and she responded correctly, opening to let the cock come inside.  She
was trying too hard I noticed.

     "Tegan, honey, just suck and lick it when we do this, don't try and
bob your head up and down too much," I said.  "That's better, you can
reach up and rub my bottom, I like that."

     The situation at one end in hand, I surveyed the familiar ground
between Mary's legs.  It didn't matter how many times I had seen it close
up, it still thrilled me.  I loved the way her inner lips flowed so cleanly
down from her clitoris hood to fence off her little depression where her
twin holes dwelled, almost melting into the outer lips at the bottom.  Some
girls had a little ridge between their holes, Tegan had a little flesh there. 
Often there was almost a third set of lips, a surrounding cone of flesh
around the vaginal canal, but Mary was very flat, the cliffs of the inner
lips surrounding what was nearly a plain punched through by her openings. 


     I loved to lick between the inner and outer lips, trace them all the way
down, then out and around her ass and back up the other side, a quick trip
around the clitoris and back down.  I would do that several times and then
dive into the sensitive flesh inside, licking between her holes with gentle
pressure, trying not to tickle her too much.  In spite of being so small, her
vulva was so clean and neat it was easy to be that selective with the tip of
my tongue.  Of course, I had a lot of practice.

     When I had explored enough I called a halt and shooed the girls to
either side of the bed, lying down between them while Tegan wiped her
mouth.  

     "Come up here, Tegan," I said, motioning her on top of me.  "Just ride
me slowly, don't try to make me cum, I want it to last, okay?"

     "Yes sir," she said, although I don't think she was completely sure
what I had in mind.  No matter, I would guide her pace.  I helped her get
in position while she reached under to take my cock in her hand and place
it inside her lips, biting her lower lip in concentration like she did often,
sinking back on it slowly.  Both of us were wet with saliva, so it slid in
very nicely, and then picked up her natural lubrication inside.  I reached
up and pushed her hair over her neck to one side so I could see her face
as she worked, letting my hands roam where they wanted, occasionally
gripping her bottom or waist to slow her down.  I wanted to feel every
inch of her vagina as my cock slid in and out.

     Mary settled into beside me as she always did, and I turned my head
to kiss with her for awhile.  Tonight she was particularly responsive,
kissing back, softer and more accepting.  I left my lips brushing hers for
awhile while we breathed together, closing my eyes to concentrate on the
nerve endings of my cock as it plowed Tegan.

     I was sensitive to Tegan's condition, and although she was moving
smoothly and breathing normal, I could tell she was beginning to warm up,
the cock in her pussy having its effect, even though it was pressing up into
the back of her vagina rather than into the more sensitive flesh at the top. 
When I felt her start to labor just a bit, a couple of little sounds coming
into her breathing,  I patted her on her ass.

     "That's enough for now.  Mary's up."

     I think Mary was a little surprised that I was switching so soon, before
I had made Tegan work too much, but she didn't waste any time getting
in place.  She decided to put a couple drops of lube on the tip of my penis,
and I didn't question her judgement, she knew what her pussy needed. 
Tegan now occupied Mary's spot, and I leaned over to give her a kiss
while Mary finished her preparations.

     Tegan had done a good job, but Mary knew exactly what I wanted
tonight, and did it just right.  She let my cock in very slowly, keeping her
legs a little closer together until they were forced apart by my hips as she
sank in.  When her pussy met my lap she pressed herself into me, nudging
my cock into contact with her cervix just a little, though I couldn't get
maximum penetration in this position.  I could feel a little bump on the tip
of my cock as it briefly passed over the entrance, and could feel Mary
jump a bit at the contact.  When she moved her pussy up and down my
cock it was in slow, smooth strokes, extending all the way until the fringe
of my head escaped her opening, and then back in again, giving it a
squeeze as it passed her outer tissue.  All of this I had trained her to do
over a long period of time, but she had learned well.

     I let Mary get to about the same place as Tegan, not close to working
into an orgasm, but heated up a bit.  Then I patted her on the bottom and
called Tegan up.  I noticed when Mary lay next to me she was breathing
faster, even though her fucking hadn't really called for any effort.

     This time I let Tegan go farther and work a little faster, guiding her
stroke with my hands cupping her ass cheeks.  By this time I was starting
to get in the mood myself, in that delightful phase where you could cum
pretty quickly if you worked at it, maintaining a high level of sensation
and pleasure.  Rather than guide her with my hands I let her maintain her
own pace, letting my palms ride over the curve of her cheeks and down
her thighs, my fingers riding deep inside her butt crack and up underneath
her crotch to brush her lips.

     Tegan started making little sounds, "uh, uh, uh" in time to her
movements, picking up some speed, in spite of herself it seemed, her body
taking over.  Now I cupped her ass cheeks again and slowed her way
down, until I forced her to stop, impaled fully while her breath came in
quick gasps.  I slapped her on the butt again, not too hard.

     "Mary's turn."

     Tegan moaned a little as she got up, curling up beside me breathing
hard.  I could feel her heat on the bed next to my side.  Mary didn't bother
with the lube this time, moving up on top and sliding back on me,
forgetting the extended tease.  I didn't say a thing, just let her go to work,
a little quicker rhythm this time, her head up and eyes closed, and her
hands gripping the sheets.  I stroked her flanks and bottom as she moved,
giving her a little push with my pelvis when she bottomed out. 
Fortunately I had already cum once that day, or I never would have been
able to stand it.  My cock was really throbbing now, and I would have
been glad to cum.  But not yet.

     This time it was Mary's turn to get hot, and I heard the little squeaks
in her throat as I was kissing Tegan.  I let her get as close as I dared, and
then gave her the same treatment, grabbing one of her cheeks in each hand
and slowing her down until her hips were grinding against me.  Oh no you
don't, I thought.  I gave her a good pop on the butt this time, it made her
jump a little and I felt Tegan jerk from the sound.

     "Tegan's up, Mary.  Check the lubrication for her, will you?"

     Tegan was quick to mount me, poking her ass back kind of wildly
before I grabbed her by the waist to settle her down.  I felt Mary rub some
lube on my cock and guide it into Tegan's hole, Tegan taking over,
pushing herself back into the stiff pole.  As soon as it was home she
started to stroke it in earnest, while Mary flopped down on the bed next
to me, face up, panting a little, her legs spread apart.  I ignored her for the
moment and focused on Tegan, urging her on, rubbing her all over with
my hands, especially up and down her flanks and over her bum.

     This time I was going to let her go, and try to maintain myself.  This
was unusual for Tegan, this kind of intense sex was normally too much for
her and she would cry and moan.  I didn't want to miss this self-induced
orgasm, but it wasn't easy, just the sight of her above me, slapping back
and forth, her hair bouncing and chest heaving, it was enough to make you
cum just to look at her.  She drove herself back hard a few times, opening
her mouth and making her little cries, and then stopped dead about half
way down.  I did it just right this time, pushing her bottom down into me
and lifting my hips up, nailing her very deep as she came.  I almost had
to laugh for pure joy she was so cute, making her little cries, her body
shuddering.  For the last time that day she laid limp on top of me,
groaning as my cock lay stiff inside her.  I rolled over and dumped her on
the bed, and reached for Mary.

     She didn't need any prompting, rolling over and straddling me as soon
as Tegan was off.  My cock was plenty slick from both their wet pussies,
and Mary was hotter than when she left the last time.  I let her take a few
strokes and then really surprised her, rolling her over on the bed and
pinning her legs up, still inside.  Holding myself up by my arms I began
to fuck her hard, missionary style, keeping the strokes full but not
pounding her, always being sensitive to her delicate membranes, given her
age.  Mary laid back and let her head roll to the side, closing her eyes and
gasping with each thrust.  I tried to let her cum first, but I couldn't do it,
I had gone too far. 

     My plan was to pull out and hose down both girls, switching from one
spent girl to the other, getting some cum on their tummies, but that would
have left Mary unsatisfied at the worst time.  I wanted her to cum very
much when we were like this, when she really wanted it, and we both
knew it.  So I stayed inside and let it happen, spurting deep inside her as
she started her orgasm, fortunately getting through the heart of it before
her pussy clamped down.  I took advantage of the gaps between her
spasms to thrust inside, emptying myself before she came again and locked
me down.  I finished up just about the same time she was done, and
continued to stroke her pussy gently as she quivered and moaned, not
wanting any more, but unable to say no.  I finally let her be, falling back
on my knees and resting as my cock cooled off inside of her.

     Afterwards as we cleaned up and got ready for bed, I held my tongue,
not wanting to call either girl out about their orgasms.  Neither girl made
eye contact with me either, we all kind of avoided the subject.  The last
thing I wanted to do was discourage them from seeking their own orgasms
by embarrassing them about it.  After all, experiencing two six year-old
girls in the throes of their passion was just about the ultimate.

     The only words I said before we slept was "goodnight" as I kissed
them, climbing in back of Tegan and tucking myself into her bottom while
she held Mary in the same position.  


 2.  Playing games


     Nothing wrong with love of course, but I had plenty of occasions to
treat the girls with a little less respect.  One night I had to go out for a
social occasion, and all I could think about was being back with the girls. 
By the time I got home I was already warm and ready for fun.  By the
time I got downstairs my cock was hard and poking out my robe.  The
girls were waiting at attention, all cleaned up and waiting for me.  I could
see in their eyes that they understood my mood.

     I felt like I wanted to poke and rub my cock all over their little bodies. 
I sat on the bed and they obediently took their positions in front me and
I dove right in, falling to my knees on the floor and taking Tegan's pussy
in my mouth, the whole thing, as if I could suck it off her body.  After I
gave it a pretty intense soft mauling I did the same with Mary, and then
sat back down and wiped my lips.  Both their pussies were pink and the
girls were nervous.  I reached out and patted them both on the head.

     "Don't worry, nothing painful tonight, I just want to play.  Turn
around, push your bottoms together."

     I was curious about something.  Mary's bottom was so deeply divided
that the cleavage between her butt cheeks could just about contain my
cock.  Tegan's was a little rounder, but still separated enough that you
could grab a cheek and squeeze it between your thumb and fingers.  I
positioned the girls so that Tegan's left cheek was lined up in the middle
of Mary's crack, and used both hands to spread Mary's bottom apart,
keeping Tegan pressed into it with my knee.  I tried to spread Tegan's ass
with a couple of free fingers, and managed to get a little of both bottoms
engaged in the other girl's crack, leaving my hands free to push and mold
them together as best I could.  It wasn't like two puzzle pieces, there was
too much depth to their cheeks, but I did get a pretty satisfying view of an
"s" curve of their bottoms mating up.

     I was obsessed with butt cheeks, but I couldn't think of any way to get
my cock involved there, so I had the girls switch gears.   

     "Mary, lie on the bed face down, with your legs hanging over the edge
of the bed."

     "Yes sir," she said.  I loved the look she gave me - I'll do it, but I
don't think I'm going to like it.

     I helped her get arranged so that her pussy was right on the edge and
then grabbed her legs and pulled them apart.

     "Here, do the splits, put your feet up on the bed with your legs
straight, that's it."

     Young girls are very flexible, so it wasn't difficult for her to comply. 
When I had her positioned, her butt and pussy were rudely exposed at the
edge of her bed, her legs open as far as they could go.  

     "Okay, Tegan, you lie down on Mary, only face up, and put your legs
over hers."

     It was a little more difficult for Tegan having to lie on top of Mary,
not that Mary was very comfortable I suppose.  But soon I had both girls
in place and the most yummy sight in front of me of their butt cheeks
smashed together, framed top and bottom by cracked open girl pussy.  I
put some lube on my cock, lined it up between their cracks and pushed it
inside, enjoying the decadence of the whole scene with a grin.  It was only
a so-so fuck, basically just skin, but the idea was so neat and the visuals
so exciting that I was soon aching to cum and had to slow down to avoid
ruining the evening.

     The next idea was pretty obvious, flip them over for a vagina
sandwich.  I pulled Tegan off for a moment, and while she stood by the
bed flexing her sore legs, I helped Mary turn over and do the splits again,
this time pussy up.  I then had Tegan lie on top of her and spread her legs
out as far as they would go.  I could hear the girls breathing a little heavier
from holding the position.

     I lined up the girls so that their mons were rubbing each other, but it
didn't produce the effect I wanted, their pussy lips couldn't really meet to
form a pocket, the geometry of their bodies couldn't really make that
work.  But I enjoyed stabbing around in there with my cock, rubbing it
over both their pussies and asses, and sliding it between them a little.

     After I got bored with that I decided to see what the girls could do on
their own.  I pulled the girls up off the bed and laid down, inviting them
to climb up on top of me.

     "Do that thing where you overlap your legs and stroke my cock with
your pussies, girls."

     "Yes, sir," they both replied, Tegan rubbing the backs of her legs.

     They knew what I wanted, so I just relaxed and propped my head up
on a couple of pillows to watch the fun.  Mary got in place first, from the
left, and managed to hold my cock in place with one hand, balanced on the
other, while Tegan crab-walked into place.  I made the girls stroke me
slowly and firmly by grabbing their bottoms and holding them together,
making them go until it was obvious their arms were about to collapse.

     That was fun, so I had them go bottom to bottom, kneeling over me
back to back.  I had that done at Paul's, but these girls were uniquely
shaped for that service, their cheeks easily forming a channel for my cock
to ride up into.  Indeed, the joined crack was wide enough that I could
explore the inner recesses of both girl's cheeks just by shifting my hips a
little, angling my cock this way or that.

     Now I wanted pussy, so I had the girls lean forward a bit and trade off
impaling themselves on me from the side.  It wasn't easy for them to do,
my cock was rigid and bent forward, and there wasn't much give in their
tight little cunts.  The effect was to increase the pressure on my cock and
to cause the girls a lot of discomfort, not so much from their pussies being
penetrated, but from holding the position necessary to let the cock slide in
and out.  I was concerned one of them would collapse on me, and I
stopped them when it was apparent their leg muscles were started to
quiver.  Both of them were breathing hard when we were done, and I
tossed them a towel to wipe the perspiration off their faces.

     I let them relax a little for awhile, taking turns riding me in the normal
way, hands and knees over me while my hands roamed over their bodies,
tweaking their flat little nipples, holding their bottom cheeks, whatever I
felt like.  Tegan in particular was fun like this, as there was only a limited
amount of stimulation she could take before her upper lip started to quiver
and tears formed in her eyes.  By the time my cock was really heating up
her vagina she was usually whimpering and crying, which I just loved.  

     I was in no hurry to cum and I was just trying to imagine other things
I could make them do when Mary spoke up as she was riding me for the
third time, getting a little warm I thought, judging by the heat coming
from her vagina.

     "Sir, I need to pee?"

     I had been feeding them water all during the session, making sure they
both drank a slug between every move, and I knew it would start to build
up soon.  

     "Oh yeah?" I said, "How about you, Tegan?"

     "Yes sir," she said, a little reluctantly.

     I suppose she thought I was going to make them do something nasty -
 naturally.

     "Well, then why don't you girls pee together.  Now, how can two girls
cross swords?  Hmmm, I know!"

     The girls didn't look happy with my brainstorm.

     "Over above the drain on the tiles, girls.  Let's have you leaning back
on your hands with your pussies together, just like we did on the bed, only
my cock won't be between them.  Think you can do that?"

     "Yes sir," they said.  

     I pulled them off the bed and patted their fannies, pushing them over
to the restraint area where the floor drains were.  They understood what I
wanted, and pretty quickly got into position, arched up with their stomachs
in the air, legs scissored, with their cunts facing.

     "Okay, that's pretty good.  Hold it, let's get you lined up."

     I shifted the girls around a little until I had them just where I wanted,
with their pee holes aimed right at each other.  If one girl started first, she
would be nailing the other's hole, just a couple inches away.  I kneeled
down to watch the fun, while the girls grunted a little from the discomfort
of holding this position for the second time tonight, this time on the hard
tile.

     "Come on girls, let's get peeing both of you at once."

     I could see they were having trouble with this.  Mary was more
experienced with me watching her and knew better what to do, closing her
eyes and trying to clear her mind.  As a result her stream started first, and
Tegan squeaked and jumped a little when it blasted into her.  I slapped
Mary on the top of her mons, pretty hard.

     "Hey there, slow up until Tegan starts, hold your water!"

     Once started it was difficult to stop, and I had to slap her on the mons
a couple of times, the raised bump at the top of her backwards arch turning
pink from the spanking.  She did manage finally to hold it, but not without
an effort.  She was really straining now, hurting from needing to pee, her
legs shaking.

     "Come on Tegan, get going!"

     I slapped her on the mons as well, getting a nice little squeal out of
her.  Of course, that only made it harder, part of the fun, but very
uncomfortable for her as I kept slapping her and urging her on.

     Finally she managed to spurt a little, letting out a little cry just after
I slapped her.  Mary figured that was the green light and cut loose, peeing
right into Tegan's folds, which set Tegan off as well, both their streams
splashing into each other, drops spitting out to spot their lips and mons
while the pee dripped off their bottoms onto the floor.  Right in the middle
of this Tegan's legs gave out a little, and her hips drooped down, resulting
in Mary's stream shooting out over her tummy with surprising force.  She
tried to get back in place to avoid getting peed on, and overshot, shooting
her little stream all over Mary.  

     By that point I was cracking up in delight, yelling at the girls to hold
their positions while they could do anything but, spraying pee all over their
legs until Tegan gave way and collapsed on the floor, still peeing.  That
left Mary's cunt suspended well over Tegan with the result being the tail
end of it splattered all over Tegan, right up to her chest.  When Mary dried
up I helped lift her onto her knees over Tegan, who was struggling to get
up, pee dripping off her.  Both girls looked very unhappy about their
condition, especially with me laughing about it.

     "Boy, you girls, can't control yourselves?  If you wanted to pee all
over each other, why didn't you say so?"

     I grabbed a spray hose, ran it into the drain until it warmed up a little
and turned it on the girls, rinsing them off good enough to get them across
the room and into the shower without making a mess.  I wasn't about to
play with them until they got a good soaping down, and there was nothing
wrong with a little shower games.  I chased them across the room
smacking them on the ass, and we were soon in the shower again.

     I loved to get the girls all soapy, and I sat on the shower seat and took
turns lathering them up good, leaving no delicate spot unwashed.  I had a
raging hard on again and made the girls rub their slick bodies against it,
both at once and particularly between their legs with their bottoms backed
into me, using my cock to scrub the folds of their pussies.  It was easily
enough stimulation to cum, and I had to knock it off for fear of wasting
it.

     I dried myself off and let the girls alone to dry their hair, and was
sitting in my accustomed position on the edge of the bed when they came
back, all pink and warm and glowing from the shower.  I made them bend
over with their asses in my face and spent some time licking them, running
my tongue over their sparkling anuses and between their pussy lips,
digging into their vaginas a little with my tongue.

     "Hmmm, you girls smell wonderful."

     "We didn't use any perfume sir," said Tegan, from between her legs. 
I think Mary gave her a quick look, afraid that she had talked out of place. 
I didn't mind.

     "You smell like naked girl," I said.  "I can't think of any perfume
sweeter."

     Tegan didn't seem to have any reply to that.  I patted her on the butt.

     "My turn, why don't you tease me with your hair, I like that."

     I did indeed, the feel of their hair surrounding my cock was the
supreme tease, not enough pressure to cum unless they pumped me with
their hands, which I enjoyed occasionally.  But the feel of the individual
hairs running over the end of my cock, just amazing.  I particularly liked
Mary's finer and straighter hair rather than Tegan's curly locks.  It felt
more silky as the girls took turns whipping their tresses back and forth, my
cock parting their hair as it passed.  

     The girls knew what I liked, and ended by kneeling together and
lifting their hair and pushing it around my cock so that it was buried in a
pile of hair.  They gathered it together and squeezed it so that my penis
was surrounded by a soft, thick tube of hair, and then lifted it up and down
with their hands until it came apart.  They could do it hard enough to
make me cum, and it was a lot of fun blowing off into their faces, the cum
dripping down into the hair.  Not tonight.

     I was trying to think of what parts of their bodies I hadn't poked my
cock into tonight, their ears?  Aha!

     "Hey, how about a foot massage, let's get up on the bed."

     The girls knew I wasn't going to give them a foot rub, though the
loved it, and when I laid down on the bed they sat on either side of me
with their feet in my lap, holding my cock between them.  Foot fetish play
wasn't quite my thing, though it felt great when the girls wore stockings,
but I liked the feel of their little toes and feet wriggling around my cock,
trying to pump it up and down.  I had cum a couple times when they did
this in earnest, but the girls seemed to sense my mood tonight and just
kind of played around.

     It was getting late and I was aching to cum, so I figured it was time
for an extended and intense fuck, or two.  

     "Nice girls, but let's get the show on the road.  Hands and knees
tonight I think, butts together."

     The girls weren't very moist after the shower, despite my oral
attention, so I went ahead and lubed up a bit while they got in place.  The
scene spread out below me, the two girls kneeling on the bed with their
asses up, their little pot bellies forming a round ceiling above the bed -
how many have been lucky enough to experience such a treasure in the
flesh?  I reached out and ran my hands over their bodies, delighting in the
curves and secret places.  I was so gentle and loving that I think the girls
began to warm up a little from the attention.  I'm afraid I had something
rougher in mind before sleep tonight, but nothing they couldn't weather.

     I first knelt behind Mary, she was on the right, and placed the tip of
my cock at her entrance, sliding it forward as slowly as I could, just a
fraction of an inch at a time.  I liked to lean back and watch as the back
lip of the head spread out the opening membrane, and then the delicate
tissues snap back around the shaft as it passed.  It was similar to when a
girl pulls down her panties; there is a moment when the web seems to stick
to her pussy lips and then it suddenly pops free.  I really loved that
moment, and made the girls pull their panties and down just to watch -
chaos theory.

     With the head inside I liked to push it in firmly all the way to the hilt. 
Not a sudden lunge, just a irresistible surge forward until her bottom was
against me, pressing against it while gripping the girl's waist, extending the
cock to the maximum penetration.  I liked to hold her there at that point
and twitch my cock inside, give her some bumps against the cervix tissues,
and enjoy her discomfort.  I already knew what I could do with Mary,
although in this position the little bump I was used to rode against the
bottom of my glans rather than the more sensitive top, and it wasn't as
easy to feel.  On the other hand, the little pocket she had beyond her
cervix was easier to invade with her ass up, and I could bury myself inside
her as if we were made for each other. 

     I pulled out of Mary, enjoying the suction as my lubricated penis
sealed off the walls, and shifted over behind Tegan, giving her the same
treatment.  I could just reach her cervix, which was not angled in relation
to her vaginal canal as much as Mary's, and formed the end of the area
that could be penetrated, the flat little sack beyond not being accessible by
a penis head.  When I bottomed out, the firm little bump tickled the end
of my glans, a nice sensation, particularly given that Tegan jumped and
whined a little every time it happened.
 
     I spent my time with this, pulling out of one girl and sticking it in the
next, watching the way their vagina's expanded and contracted, and the
clenching and twitching of their cute little winkies.  I was getting pretty
hot by this point, and started fucking Tegan a little, nice slow strokes that
deeply penetrated the girl and were rapidly heating her up.  I used my left
hand to grab her waist, which left my right free.  May as well use it, I
thought, so I started to spank Mary while impaling Tegan, having
something like this in mind all along.  Now it seemed obvious - put the
cock to one girl while spanking and stroking the other.

     Both girls jumped when I smacked Mary's behind, it wasn't a painful
swat, just the usual, but the girls hadn't expected it.  I could feel Tegan
shivering a little against me as I gave Mary a few more, before stopping
to rub the sting out of her cheeks, dipping my hand under her to stroke her
clitoris hood before starting the cycle again.  Mary knew the routine well,
and apparently didn't object to it, given the conversation I overheard.  Is
this what she meant by "rubs me and stuff"? 

     The spanking was getting me excited, and Tegan was ahead of me
judging by the moisture in her puss, so I began to fuck in and out of
Tegan with more vigor, slapping her bottom against me, complementing
the louder smacks I was laying on Mary, spanking her cheeks from below,
lifting them up to bounce from the slap, really nice.  I purposely took
Tegan up to the point where I could feel her start to tense up, and quickly
pulled out, shifting behind Mary to impale her once again, leaving Tegan's
empty ass in the air, while she gasped and gripped the sheets.  She knew
what was coming next.

     I let her suffer a little, her legs quivering and her asshole clenching in
a delightful way.  When I was pretty well engaged in a nice rhythm in
Mary I started to let Tegan have it with my left hand.  It wasn't as easy
to spank the girl with my off hand, but I wasn't laying any serious blows
on her butt, so it didn't matter that much.  I slapped each cheek five times
in succession while Tegan squeaked a little, not daring to move her bottom
out of the way, but flinching involuntarily in anticipation.  

     I gave her the same treatment as Mary, stopping to massage her soft
cheeks until her breathing was easier, then dipping down, cupping her
pussy and letting my fingers stroke through her vulva, getting her heated
up again, then quickly slapping one buttock several times and then the
other, getting a very satisfactory cry from Tegan, before switching over to
fondling again.

     In the meantime Mary was really getting hot from the fucking, giving
me little thrusts back as I plunged inside.  I was just taking normal strokes
at that point, letting her bottom come to me, but not trying to press my
cock into the sensitive end of her vagina.  I was just finishing the latest
round of spanking Tegan when she reached the point of no return, lifting
her head up and arching her back.  I responded by leaving Tegan's ass to
burn, holding her waist in both hands and stroking Mary's flanks, getting
underneath her a bit to brush her nipples.  

     She just seemed to build and build, climbing higher but not falling
over the edge, really straining now, her hands balled up in the bedding and
her hair bouncing.  I could see a reflection of her face in the mirror at the
end of the bed, eyes closed, lower lip tucked in, a sheen of perspiration on
her brow.  Finally she went rigid and gave out a nice cry, "ohhhhh, ohhh,
uhhh!", and I quickly reached under her waist to cup her pussy with my
right hand, slapping it lightly as she came over and over, crying out and
bucking in my arms.  It was by far the best orgasm she had ever had, and
when it was over she was limp in my hands.  I let her legs give out as she
fell to the bed, stroking her bottom as she caught her breath.

     Now it was Tegan's turn, and mine.  I thought I might fuck Tegan
until I was ready to cum, and then have her stroke me off all over Mary,
but I decided to leave her be.  I didn't want to do anything to spoil her
afterglow after that shattering orgasm.  It would be best if the little girl
related to the experience in the most positive way.  So I decided that
Tegan and I could have a really nice fuck together, and she would get
hosed down instead, if I could manage it.

     First I owed her a bottom massage, which I extended into a long
fondling session, rubbing her pussy until she nearly came a couple of
times, pulling her back from the edge each time, giving her a few playful
swats on the cheeks, nothing serious.  I didn't want to get inside too
quickly, because I was aching to cum, and it wasn't going to take much. 
I wanted Tegan to cum first.

     She was more than ready when I started rubbing my cock on her
pussy, and actually sighed a little when I pushed it inside.  She was moist
and slick and as soon as I was sure my cock was moving freely inside her
small body, I pressed the tempo and grabbed her waist to drive her into
me.  Just for the fun of it I stopped at one point, my cock all the way
inside.  I quit thrusting and let her waist go, rubbing my hands over her
back.  She might have justified her actions by thinking that I wanted her
to move, but it may have also been her own desire.  In any case, the little
girl was soon bucking against me, impaling herself on my penis while I
laid back and enjoyed the pure silky joy of being beat off by little girl
pussy.

     I could feel her start to cum before it was evident from the little grunts
she started to make, and her strokes became wild, losing control.  I
grabbed her by the waist and took up the rhythm, slapping her bottom into
me as she quivered and came.  She was so slick and hot that I could keep
moving in spite of her spasms, although I had to be slow down a bit to
avoid grabbing her insides.  Being fucked while her pussy clenched up was
obviously near agony for the girl, and she practically howled as I forced
the issue, gripping her firmly by the waist and preventing her from
squirming away from the torture.  I lost count of her peaks, eight or ten
at least.

     When her pussy finally gave out and relaxed, I was still there,
pumping away.  Tegan moaned and gasped from the renewed action, but
she didn't need to be concerned, I was using her at this point to build up
myself and she was going to get a cum shower before she had to worry
about any more orgasms herself.  I stroked hard and fast, shaking my head
back and forth in pleasure from the intense feelings at the end my cock
and the incredible sight of the young girl being fucked that never lost its
erotic impact.

     "Tegan, get ready to turn around, grab my cock when I pull out, I
want to cum all over you, okay?"

     "Yes sir," she said between gasps.  

     I closed my eyes and held my breath, concentrating only on my cock
as it sank in and out, gripped tightly by hot, moist flesh, rubbing over
every nerve.  I could almost see the inside of her from my cock's
perspective it was so intense.

     "Ohhh, Tegan, quick!"

     I pulled out and manhandled the girl around to face me, my cock
waving in the air like a fire hose about to explode.  I managed to hold off
until she was sitting in front of me, her legs folded underneath her,
brushing her hair back from her face as she began to stroke me with one
delicate little hand and then the other.

     "Watch the tip, girl."

     She nodded.  She knew what to do, but I wanted this to be perfect. 
Usually I would go through a pretty routine set of spurts, a little dribble,
the big one, a couple of nice after-shots and then a series of little spurts
and dribbles.  Not tonight.  I laid back and let the girl aim my shots, and
just started spurting like mad, three streams right into her face in quick
succession as she jerked back in surprise, still stroking me just right. 
There was no let up, but she had dropped the aim a little and the next two
looped through the air and splattered across her nipples, and then finally
I began to slow down, a cute little spurt that seemed to hang in the air
before landing right on her mons, and the usual drips and drabs that slid
down her hands to spot her thighs.  

     "Whoa, easy girl."

     She would have slowed down anyway, I'm sure, Tegan knew how to
jerk a cock.  I let her handle me gently for a little while, enjoying the
rivulets of cum sliding down her face, dripping down to join the cum
already splattered on her chest.  A lot of cum had hit her in the eyes, and
I could tell they were burning as she scrunched up her face.  I finally took
pity and grabbed a towel for her, helping her to clean off her face and
mopping up the worst of it from her tummy and legs, sending her off to
the shower to rinse off for bed.

     Mary had missed the action, fast asleep.  She was too sticky for bed,
so I popped her on the butt to wake her up, and practically had to carry
her into the bathroom, where we joined up with Tegan, just stepping in as
the water heated up.  I made the girls pee one more time for me in the
shower, standing them up against one side of the stall while I took turns
peeing on their lewdly exposed pussies, as they went onto the shower
floor.  They were so tired at that point I don't think they even cared about
my twisted games.

     Tegan climbed into bed first when we were dry, and was asleep as
soon as I covered her up.  That left me with Mary, and I once again
enjoyed our usual sleeping position, her butt tucked into me while I folded
my arms over her, the smell of her hair in my face.  I leaned over to give
her a kiss but she was already sleeping.

     The next few weeks I was often away on business, and the girls were
by themselves quite a bit.  The nights I managed to spend with the girls
were pretty much devoted to the standard sort of love making, not that it
wasn't tremendously exciting having your cock ridden by a pair of sexually
capable six-year old girls.  

     Tegan was obviously not used to the frequency and length of our
encounters.  I got the impression that her owner was pretty much a wham,
bam thank you maam kind of guy, taking Tegan out every now and then
to fuck her, and then putting her away.  I would sometime play with the
girls all day, saving my cum up for especially exciting ways to get it all
over their skins.  Given that Tegan was so prone to cumming herself, these
sessions ended up with her having multiple orgasms over a long period of
time, and left her exhausted, asleep on her feet by the time we were ready
for bed.

     Mary had fewer orgasms and they didn't affect her as much.  But she
was now cumming much more frequently than before, and quite obviously
enjoying it, though it was not something I called her out on.  I got the
clear impression that if I had done so, she would have reacted in shame
and would have turned cold to sex thereafter.  So long as it wasn't
mentioned, she could pretend I had forced her to cum, and maintain her
innocence.  Possibly she might have believed it herself, so long as she
came when I was making her perform some sex act, or when I was fucking
the shit out of her.  She didn't masturbate, not that I could see, and she
and Tegan were apparently not interested in sex play by themselves.  

     I knew better of course, it wasn't natural.  One afternoon we were
lying in bed taking a nap, Tegan curled up on one side of me and Mary on
the other.  I was lying half on my side with my hand in Mary's lap, while
she laid on her back with her head tucked into my shoulder.  I wasn't
sleepy myself, and was idly playing with Mary's pussy, letting my fingers
run gently over her lips and mons, just enjoying the soft, yielding flesh. 
What I didn't realize was that Mary was awake and becoming aroused.  I
was running my finger up and down the crack between her pussy lips
when suddenly she shifted her legs, pulling them apart a little.

     It wasn't enough to separate the pussy lips, and I didn't think anything
of it, I just assumed she had moved a little in her sleep.  I couldn't see her
eyes, her head was facing away from me, and hidden by her hair.  But I
took the invitation to explore more of her pussy flesh, dipping my fingers
down between her legs, but just diddling her lips, engrossed by the feel of
them.

     To my surprise, she shifted again, bringing her knees up a little.  Still
her lips stayed resolutely stuck together, but I could now feel all the way
between her legs to where the bottom swell of her butt cheeks met and
melded in with the lips.  Having the soft inner flesh of her thighs and the
bottom flesh to feel, I was still content to just left my fingers glide up and
down without feeling between the lips.

     Once again she shifted, bringing her knees up further until her feet
rested on the bed and letting her legs fall apart.  I was delighted to be
watching as her pussy lips stuck together and then suddenly split apart to
reveal her vulva.  I now realized what had happened, that she must have
been awake and was inviting me to feel her up.  I pretended not to notice,
and continued as before, just stroking her flesh up and down.  I let my
fingers squeeze her outer vagina lips between them, but I left her clitoris
and inner parts alone, playing a denial game with her to see where it
would go.

     I could her breathing now, her mouth must have opened up a bit. 
There was nothing more she could do to make my fingers go where she
wanted them to without casting aside the ruse.  She could hardly reach
down with her hand and push my fingers inside.  I was going to do as she
wanted of course, but I was devilishly pleased to stretch it out and make
her wait; all the more exciting when I finally gave in.

     I didn't do it all at once, start rubbing away at her clit.  No, that would
give the game away.  I just let my fingers wander until by chance they
discovered the newly opened territory and strayed inside, brushing by her
clitoris hood on their way through the valley of vulva to the hills of her
bottom curves, then up her thighs, over her lips and back up to the mons,
working it with my palm a little to enjoy the soft white hill, and then back
down again.  I could almost feel her straining to avoid clamping my hand
between her legs when I passed her clitoris again.  Oh, it was just
delicious.

     Gradually I spent more time where she wanted, using two fingers to
explore all of her inner tissues, tracing the curves of her inner lips down
to her vagina opening, picking up a little moisture and bringing it back up
over her urethra opening and onto her clit, tucking it under the hood a
little.  She was pressed against me, and couldn't disguise the shivers that
coursed through her as her inner core of sex heated up.  I needed more
lubrication, so I started dipping my finger inside her, then running it up
around her clitoris hood and back down again.  Her breathing deepened
and I could hear her panting a little.  I caught the sweet smell of her girl
musk on the breeze, a very delicate scent, keeping with her nature.

     When I had enough of her secretions around her clit to allow me to
circle it with my fingers without rubbing it raw, I gave her what she
needed, stroking it gently but firmly between two fingers, dipping the ends
into the pit of her inner parts beyond.  There is a fine line between tickling
a girl down there and rubbing her, and I walked right along the edge, not
manhandling her in any sense, just a nice light touch, right where it
counted.  Mary didn't like her clitoris touched directly, if you did so it was
like giving her an electric shock.  You could do it with your tongue, but
only using direct pressure, surrounding it in wet flesh, just as if it was
inside her hood.  With the rougher skin of my fingers, it was best to stroke
against the sides of her little button, through the skin of her hood, kind of
like beating off the sweet little thing.

     Having been clearly in the mood to start with, it didn't take long.  I
felt her breath coming in little gasps, and the little halting sounds in her
throat.  The muscles in her legs went rigid and her breath stopped, and
then she came.  It was the most tender and gentle little girl orgasm you
could imagine, just a series of quivers through her flesh.  Her hand was
laying against my side, and I could feel her fingers dig in a little, as if she
wanted to grab me but couldn't expose her disguise.  It went on for about
ten seconds, while I kept the pressure on, little short strokes.  And then her
breath started again with a gasp, her body went slack and her legs stretched
out and came together, squeezing my fingers out.  I let my hand cup her
vagina, just holding it like an egg in my hand through her afterglow.

     I didn't say a thing or make any acknowledgement of what happened,
no kiss on the cheek or little love pat, nothing at all.  I just stayed still and
lightly stroked her pussy lips again as I had done before, and she finally
went to sleep.  When we woke up for dinner I avoided making eye contact
with her.  If she wanted to pretend that hadn't happened, no way was I
going to force her to.  I wanted to happen again and again, until she was
aching for me to stroke and suck her pussy.  Then a whole new level of
games could be played - denial.  With Tegan overkill was the way to abuse
her for fun.  Mary was going to have to work for her orgasms, to become
wanton, throwing open her legs and begging for it, then recoiling in shame
from her slutty nature being exposed.  Oh, what evil fun I was going to
have!  

     There were many nights when we didn't have sex at all, just lie with
each other on the couch and watched television, the girls idly playing with
my cock, as they knew I liked, but not in any serious manner.  Of course,
usually they were nude, so it wasn't like there was no fun for me.  It
doesn't get much better than having two naked little girls lying in your
arms, one of their little hands resting on your cock as you watch a movie. 
I used nights like that to get recharged for the extensive sex sessions,
working myself up to the point where I could really have a thunderous
cum, squirting out a satisfying volume of cum into, or more often onto, the
girls.

     And of course there were rougher games, not so often, maybe every
two or three weeks.  The girls usually knew when I was in the mood,
because I directed them to clean out their asses.  I didn't bugger them very
often, it wasn't good for them, but as anal sex was as much a dominance
trip as anything, it fit it with other games of torment quite well.  If they
were told to give themselves enemas, they pretty much knew they were
going to end up in restraints.

     I loved the look on their face when they lined up for inspection.  This
particular afternoon I had them dressed in hose and garters.  Black was
best to bring out the soft, pale nature of their bottoms and pussies, but with
the slight red tinge in Tegan's hair, white was the best color for her, and
that how I had them today, Mary looking splendidly wicked in sheer black
hose, and Tegan looking like a child bride with her dress pulled off.  I sat
on the bed and spent some time stroking their legs and diddling them as
usual, before spanking them a little in the hose and garters, rubbing their
silk-framed bottoms between slaps.

     I pulled the girls up on the bed, laying them on their back with their
feet up, and stood in front of them, getting my cock rubbed with their
stocking-covered feet.  Both girls were quite practiced with their feet, and
I had cum a couple of times like this, squirting cum all over their legs.  It
wasn't so much the excitement of their feet, it was also that their entire
nakedness was laid out beneath as a backdrop.  

     I suppose the girls hoped at that point that this was going to be a bed
session, with some ass fucking thrown in.  No such luck.

     "Okay girls, up off the bed.  Let's play a little game over here, shall
we?"  I pointed towards the tile floor of the restraint area, and I could
almost feel their hearts sink in their chests.  

     "Don't worry, you'll live," I said, slapping them on their bottoms as
I followed them over.  "Tegan, you're riding the horse today, Mary gets
the wall."

     I let Tegan squirm for a bit as I helped Mary up into the restraints. 
Her feet were strapped by the ankles to a shelf that extended out from the
wall.  Standing on it put her bottom at the perfect height to be fucked. 
Her wrists were manacled to chains attached to the wall, a little loosely to
allow her to squat down.  If she was chained up facing the wall and I
forced her to squat, it stuck her butt out for punishment.  If she was facing
out it exposed her vagina in a very obscene fashion.  I strapped her in butt
out for now, and turned to help Tegan get in position.

     Tegan had been on the horse before, she knew the drill.  I laid her face
down and secured her wrists and ankles to the legs, leaving her butt up,
legs spread at the far end, enjoying myself a little swatting her cheeks with
my hands, watching them bounce around.  

     I'm sure she knew what was coming next, and I didn't disappoint.  I
had made a vibrator saddle from a chunk of flesh-like silicone rubber that
mounted on top of the leather horse under the crotch of the victim, so that
the girl's clitoris was embedded in the silicone with no escape.  I lubed up
the upper surface and pushed it under Tegan, lifting her bottom up as far
as it would go given the ankle restraints, and compressed the silicone block
underneath, jamming it in place.  A hole ran through the middle of the
block, which I filled with a massive knobby vibrator that rotated and
pulsed as it buzzed the block.  When it was switched on it pressed the
silicone into the girl's vulva in undulating waves, vibrating like crazy the
whole time.  I had used it to drive Rachel crazy with orgasms many times,
and Tegan was particularly venerable to the infernal machine.

     Leaving Tegan to begin her ride up to the first of many cums, I turned
to Mary, who was twitching delightfully in her bonds, knowing what was
coming next.  I grabbed a bottle of baby oil and spent a lovely few
minutes massaging it into her bottom cheeks, thighs and back, and then
picked up a soft leather cat and began to whip her, the beautiful sound of
leather slapping little girl flesh making music for my cock, which strained
upward in approval.

     I remembered what Mary had told Tegan on the tape, about being
whipped but it not hurting, because I rubbed her.  It was true, I always
knew when to back off and give her some soothing.  I worked the cat up
and down her body, leaving pink stripes from her back to the top of her
legs, always returning to delight in her bouncing cheeks as the leather
thongs slapped the flesh.  I put some arm strength into it, laying the cat on
her bottom until she squeezed her eyes shut, her legs quivering.  She knew
better than to tense up her butt cheeks, that would only make it hurt more. 
But she had to fight the inclination to flinch that way, causing her to dance
in the restraints in a most erotic fashion.

     When she whimpered a little after a particularly hard series of strokes,
I set the cat down immediately and began to rub her bottom with one
hand, while running the other up and down her tummy and nipples,
dipping down to spread to cup her smooth vagina, just beginning to
moisten from the attention.  Before it became too juicy, I turned around
and sat on her foot shelf, burying my mouth in her crotch, sucking the
clean white lips between my lips and tongue lashing her clitoris until she
came, grunting and lifting herself on her toes to get away from the
relentless tongue, her hair whipping her back as she leaned her head back
and cried out.

     I finally let her pussy go, leaving her weak in the knees and panting. 


     "Wow, that was nice, Mary,"  I said, rubbing her bottom.  "I think it's
my turn."

     I thought I heard her groan in reply, but I laughed when I realized my
ears had played tricks on me.  It was of course Tegan, giving in to the first
cum from the buzzing silicone block her pussy was buried in.  

     "Don't go anywhere," I whispered to Mary, chuckling.

     It was Tegan's turn for the leather, and I gave her the same treatment,
lovingly oiling her bum and the backs of her legs before whipping her with
glee as she was forced to present her ass perfectly for the hits, her ass
lifted by the vibrating rubber.  That didn't stop her from straining in her
bonds and jiggling her cheeks in the most nasty way imaginable, inflaming
me as I stood in back taking in the scene, slapping the leather thongs into
her flesh.

     Tegan was much more vocal than Mary, moaning and squeaking as I
hit her.  She was also less used to the treatment, and didn't know enough
to force her bottom to stay slack.  As a result I could see she was being
hurt by the cat, tears squeezing out from her eyes as she cried out.  I
slacked off a bit, giving her thighs a little of the treatment until I couldn't
stand it any longer.

     I dropped the cat where I stood, rubbed my cock on her oiled bottom
and sunk it into her pussy, the opening just available to me above her
pussy lips smashed into the silicone.  I let myself fall forward a fraction
of an inch at a time, oozing into the girl, letting her natural lubrication
spread around my dick as it intruded into her vagina until I could feel
resistance around my glans, buried to the hilt into the girl, her pussy
forming a natural vibrator.  I stayed that way for a minute or two, rubbing
her back and bottom with my hands, spreading her cheeks to take in the
sight of her lips molded around the base of my cock.  She came like that,
her clitoris being constantly punished by the pulsing silicone.  I could feel
her vagina contract on my cock, and tensed up to make it twitch inside her,
adding to her sensation.

     The waves finally subsided, and her body went slack against the horse,
while she moaned.  I took advantage of her condition to take a few strokes
in out of her hot flesh, not letting myself get too worked up yet.  There
was time for plenty of fun before I blew cum all over one of the girls.

     It was time for Mary again, so I left Tegan to her mechanical
tormentor and picked up the cat, laying into Mary's bottom again before
she was ready, getting a great electric reaction out of her as the stroke
landed, her bottom cheeks squeezing together as she thrust her crotch into
the wall, instinctively trying to avoid the strokes.  I got off four or five
quick hits before she composed herself and let her bottom stick back out
to take the strokes slack.  I appreciated her control and slacked off, just
playing with her, hard enough to make noise and some pink marks, but not
anything really painful.

     After being buried in Tegan's pussy my cock was urging for action,
and Mary was next.  I laid the cat down and came up behind, grabbing her
waist in both hands and pulling her down, forcing her to squat with her
legs apart, her pussy lips brushing the tip of my cock as it strained up into
her.  She knew what I wanted and let herself slip down, bending her knees
to bring her cunt into range.  Her position was really obscene, her bottom
framed by the black garter and her pussy lips spread well apart, all her
inner genitals rudely exposed.  I wasted no time in finding her opening and
forcing my cock head gently, but firmly into the tight circle.

     I reached around to grab her little nipples and made her pump my cock
by pulling up and down on them if she didn't keep the rhythm going.  I
had to lean back a bit to let her bottom move, and it wasn't the most
comfortable position to maintain, so I grabbed her by her waist and
pumped myself up into her, her bottom smashed into my belly.  As usual
Mary's pussy was so tight around my cock that I quickly found myself
getting close to cumming, and I didn't want it yet.  It was difficult not to
concentrate on the feeling of my cock head sliding in and out of her
insides, and I wanted to start spurting in there in the worst way.

     To save myself I pulled out, picked up the switch and gave her a
couple more shots.  Rather than shy away from the blows, Mary kept her
bottom thrust out, kind of grinding her cheeks around as they landed; the
little minx was turned on and wanted to cum herself.  I changed my
position and started rotating the cat thongs up into her crotch from
underneath, not very hard, just a nice smack every few seconds.  She could
have tightened her legs together and taken the hits on her thighs, but
instead she left herself exposed in the most lurid way, her pussy wide apart
for the cat.  Her eyes were squeezed shut and she had a look of
concentration on her face, part of her lower lip sucked in between her
teeth.

     The cat was hitting her right up into her folds now, and I increased the
tempo and the force, leaving soft pink stripes where it landed.  Just at that
time Tegan started cumming again on the bench, thrashing around and
yelling something I didn't catch, her voice strangled by the force of the
orgasm.  Maybe that set Mary off, but regardless she started to cum too,
grunting in time to the hits, her fists balled up and the muscles in her legs
straining as she shivered in the throes of her own orgasm.  I continued to
whip her pussy until she couldn't stand it anymore and stood up on the
platform to force her legs together, protecting the sensitive tissues from the
leather.

     I was super hot myself by this point, and couldn't hold back.  I wanted
to butt fuck both girls if I could, and I started with Tegan first.  She had
gone nearly slack on the bench, recovering from the last cum and just
starting to feel the effects of the unrelenting moist action of the vibrating
block on her poor pussy.  I grabbed some lube and made my cock slick,
and then lined up behind her, pressing the tip at her anus.  I could feel her
tense up when she felt the sensation, knowing what was going to follow. 
I stepped back and spanked her ass cheeks hard, one at a time, leaving big
pink patches.

     "Relax your ass girl, or I'll give you the whip."

     Tegan moaned in response, and I was delighted by the sight of her
winkie quivering as she tried to control it.  I stepped right up and sank my
cock head into the circle, leaving it impaled just past the opening and
letting it be tantalized by the spasms of the muscle ring.  I just let myself
fall forward, grabbing Tegan by her white garter belt and slowly pushing
the shaft in until her butt cheeks were against me, enjoying the sensation
of being buried in the little girl's ass while the vibrator buzzed her lower
body as she cried and whimpered - delicious.

     I had to start moving or I would cum with my cock still, which can be
uncomfortable.  Tegan's ass was ultra tight and slick and within a few
strokes I was bursting to cum.  I thought I might just be able to pull out
and make it over to Mary, and I looked over to see what position she was
in, noting with satisfaction that she had fallen back from the wall with her
bottom pushed back out and exposed, breathing heavily as she recovered
from the pussy whipping.

     I gave Tegan one more thrust, holding it deep inside and grinding
myself against her bottom, getting a nice little squeal from her in reaction
to the pain of being buggered so strongly.  I pulled out as quickly as I
could without grabbing her insides, letting my cock slide free of the vise
of her butt, and as soon as the tip came free I kind of crab-walked over to
Mary, grabbed her waist and starting pushing my cock into her
outstretched bottom.

     Mary tensed up a little when she realized what was happening, but let
off in time to avoid being punished, allowing my slick cock to invade her
as she clenched her hands around the chains and hissed in a breath of air. 
I starting cumming half way inside and kept on penetrating her, using the
cum as lubricant ahead of my cock.  I had never spurted like that before,
one after another as I was entering, and it was extremely intense.  I pulled
back almost in relief and pumped her bottom in short strokes as I finished
cumming, ending with my cock buried deep inside her, covered in cum. 
I could feel a bit of it leaking out and dripping down my balls.

     I had been feeding Mary water regularly all during the session, as I
wanted her to pee a couple times for me while strapped to the wall.  What
I didn't expect is that she might let go while I was locked inside her like
this, but apparently she couldn't hold back.  I was lost in the afterglow,
gently pushing my cock around in her ass when I felt her bottom push out
at me, her legs coming apart.  I felt muscles twitching inside her and then
heard the sound of her pee hitting the floor between my legs.  It was pretty
neat, I'd never had that sensation before, and I let her finish, gently
stroking her flanks and her tummy to encourage her.  I could feel her
jerking a couple of times as she squeezed off the last few drops, and stayed
inside her afterwards for a few minutes, reaching around her to hug her
bottom to me.

     We ended the session shortly thereafter, as I freed them from their
bonds, took off their hose and garters and sprayed the girls down with
water.  I made Tegan squat and pee into the floor drain as an extra added
attraction.  We spent a pleasant hour on the bed after we cleaned up,
massaging cream into their red marks and soothing the battered girls until
they drifted off to sleep, one of their hands still wrapped around my cock
as I slipped off myself, I didn't even know which girl.


 3.  New addition

     
     Many things happened in my life the first few months with the girls. 
For one thing I had spoken with the contact given to me at Paul's and had
arranged to buy a baby girl.  I was going to fly out to Paul's residence to
pick her up and have a little group orgy while I was at it.  In addition to
the girls currently with Paul, including my Rachel, there would be girls I
had never met owned by one of the friends of Paul who didn't fly.  

     It was past time I met this gentlemen anyway, as he acted as doctor
and dentist to the group, and I wanted him to give Mary a thorough
checkup while we were there.  The baby was being held by him so he
could give it whatever shots that were needed and make decisions about
what type of formula was best for it and so forth.  The baby was about
nine months old, and had been living in an orphanage in eastern Europe. 
It was acquired under the fiction of being adopted, with a lot of money
changing hands of course.

     Once I had made the decision to bring up a girl, it was obvious that
I had to do something with my house, it simply wasn't large enough to
keep three girls.  I decided to build from scratch, including several more
bedroom suites for visitors.  Paul introduced me to the same contractor he
had used to build the security areas in his desert clubhouse.  The story was
the same, I needed secure sleeping and meeting facilities located
underground in what was otherwise a luxury residence.  It was going to
take about nine months (and a fortune) to complete, and in the meantime
Paul was going to hold the baby.  Abby was with him, and was very
willing to be a surrogate mother again.

     The girls were very excited when I told them the news.  Mary by this
time would engage in conversation without being too timid about it, and
Tegan was always ready to talk.  They peppered me with questions until
I shut them up by stuffing my cock in their mouths.  Sometimes I regretted
not just treating them like prisoners and whipping the shit out of them if
they opened their yaps!  Not really of course, that wasn't my style.  I
much preferred living, emotional sex slaves to robotic dolls, fucking only
to avoid punishment.  It was infinitely more exciting being buried inside
six year-old pussy when the girl was deeply aroused, straining to cum
herself.

     So, off we flew to see Paul, who met me in his hanger with a waiting
van, waving me inside and shutting the hangar doors as I prepped the
plane.  I greeted him as I cracked the door and stepped down to the hangar
floor.  We chatted while unloading.
     
     "Hey Paul, we meet again."

     "Great to see you, how's the house working out?"

     "We got the permits, should break ground next week.  Have you seen
the child?"

     "Not yet, Doc's bringing her over tomorrow.  He says she's a real
cutie, already has a head of hair."

     "Really blonde I gather?"

     "Pretty common in those parts actually," said Paul.  "There was a lot
of Viking blood mixed in along the major rivers back in medieval times."

     "Jesus, I'm going to be a daddy. I'm feeling very domestic these days. 
How's my Rachel?"

     "Oh, I'd give her about a ten."

     I laughed.  "Not to fuck, you animal."

     "She's fine.  A little subdued at first, I don't think she was used to
being told what to do by another girl."

     "Abby rules the roost?"

     "Sure, when she's here, but they get along now that Rachel knows
where she stands.  They do each other a lot when I'm not there."

     "No kidding?" I said.  "Rachel used my Mary, but only to get, not to
give."

     "I think she has to pay for Abby's services, I don't inquire."

     "You keeping her plump?"

     "Wouldn't have it any other way.  Man, when she's on top of you and
all that flesh is wiggling around . . . "

     I didn't need to imagine how that felt, I had plenty of experience. 
Both of us were silent as we loaded Tegan and Mary's travelling crates
into the van.  Paul opened the hangar door while I drove out, and we
switched places after he locked up.  When Paul buckled into the driver's
seat, he looped a small medallion on a chain over the rear-view mirror
inside.

     "St. Christopher?" I asked, reaching out to hold the little silver charm
in my hand.

     "For a safe journey," said Paul, patting the dashboard of the van, as if
knocking wood.

     Our worst nightmare was to have something go wrong in transit,
anything that would involve dealing with the authorities, especially a bad
traffic accident.  We deliberately lowered the odds by picking the best
times to drive, usually in daylight, before the morning commute, if
possible.  Night was relatively safe, but you never knew with cops.  Two
guys in a van with darkened windows could be a real target at night.

     There seemed to be a rash of recent incidents involving girls,
kidnapping and murders were all over the news.  Nobody in our circle had
any sympathy for that kind of lunatic either, taking a girl away from a
loving mother was unacceptable, and killing was beyond sick.  But our
eccentric philosophy towards our beloved girls wouldn't cut us any slack
if one of us were caught transporting a couple of them naked and sedated
in boxes.

     I didn't bother Paul with conversation while he drove, but once off the
freeway and cruising slowly through the very upper class neighborhood he
lived in, Paul relaxed a bit.

     "I've got some news for you, it involves Tegan." he said. 

     "Really?  What's up?"

     "Anne's back with me."

     "No kidding?"  Tegan's owner had initially swapped her for Anne,
before Paul traded me for Rachel.  "Does he want her back?"

     "No, he can't.  He just found out he has cancer.  Maybe terminal, but
at the minimum it's going to knock him out for a year or two."

     "Jesus."

     "Yeah, well, chemotherapy and all doesn't really allow for keeping
slaves, and I doubt he'd have much of a sex drive anyway.  He wondered
if you or I could keep Tegan in the meantime?"

     "Love to, but it's going to be crowded for awhile."  

     I thought about it while Paul drove the last few blocks.  It would be
difficult, especially if I took Rachel back at the next meeting.  Three girls
in my small quarters?  And a baby?  It was a bit much.  

     "Paul, if it worked out that way, how would you like to keep Rachel
for another six months?"

     "Gladly," he said.  "What's on your mind?"

     "We'll see how it works out at the next meeting.  I hate to break
Tegan and Mary up, they've made a lot of emotional progress together,
and I think it would be good to keep them together for awhile."

     "You think that's wise, building bonds among the girls?"

     "In this case, yes.  I think these girls need the time and space to get a
little stronger, especially Mary.  Wait until you see her, she's a heck of a
lot more fun to be with, docile and innocent, but with a spark of
personality that was missing before."

     "Okay," he said, "as you say, we'll see how it goes.  You think you
can trade them as a pair?"

     "I think so.  The girls won't care too much who they're with if they
can be together, and they make a very enticing pair, believe me.  My
pecker's worn out."

     Paul laughed.  "I hope you saved some for Rachel."

     "Right between her fat little titties."
   
     Later, as I was unpacking, I heard a knock on the door and went over
to let Paul in, assuming that's who it was (who else!).  Paul was there, but
to my surprise so was a small naked girl, very plump with beautiful white
skin and baby fat breasts that leapt out from her chest with soft puffy tips. 
She had dark brown hair, cut to lie on her shoulders with little bangs,
framing her face and adding to the round profile.

     "Rachel??  Is that you?"

     "Yes sir," she giggled, covering her mouth.

     "You look great, I love your hair.  Your idea?" I asked Paul.

     "Yeah, just for the fun of it.  I thought it would be like having a new
girl for you."

     "Nothing could replace Rachel," I said, rubbing the top of her head. 
"But it suits you well.  How are you girl?"

     "Fine," she said, holding her arms in front of her, seeming to be a bit
embarrassed at being naked, which was amusing, considering she lived in
the nude.

     "Well, come in, sit down."

     "I've got some things to do," said Paul.  "I thought you and Rachel
would like a little visit."

     "Sure, thanks.  I'll see you later."

     Paul turned and waved and I guided Rachel inside, locking the door
after her.

     "Well, let me look at you."

     She put her arms at her side like she knew she was suppose to, and
spread her legs a little.

     "Over here, by the bed," I said, motioning her over so I could sit with
her in front of me.  I was stirring under my robe and let it fall open so she
could play with me.  I opened my legs and she stepped in closer.

     Her body was amazing, so full and ripe, all curves and baby soft
plump flesh.  I reached out and let my hands run down her sides, feeling
the swell of her body as it widened to her hips, and felt around her to cup
her very large bottom cheeks.  I had forgotten how exciting she was to
touch.

     "You look fantastic.  Has Paul been treating you well?"

     "Yes sir."

     "Good, good.  How's life with Abby and Connie?"

     "Fine."

     "That's all?  My Rachel usually had a lot more to say than that!"

     She giggled and twisted her body as I tickled her armpits.  I let her be
and cupped her wonderful little breasts.

     "And how are my ladies, have they grown any?"

     "I don't think so," she said, looking down at the nipples being circled
by my fingers.

     "So, did you miss me?"

     "Yes sir," she said with a smile.

     "Boy, I sure missed you, come up and lie on the bed next to me."

     "Okay."

     I moved up on the bed and laid on my side, propping my head up with
a pillow.  Rachel crawled up to lie next to me, as I enjoyed the sight of
her tummy and breasts jiggling underneath her.  I tucked her into me so
I could run my right hand over her, and gave her a big kiss.

     "Hmmm, that's nice.  When did Paul do your hair?"

     "Last week," she said, reaching up to brush it back.  "You like it,
really?"

     "It's fun, but I like you in long blonde hair better, I can't wrap this
around my cock."

     That set Rachel off into a giggling fit.  I let her settle down and rolled
her onto her back so I could feel her tummy and between her legs.

     "Tell me more about you and the girls.  Do you get cuddlies from
them?"

     That made her giggle and close her eyes again.

     "Well?" I insisted.

     "Abby does."

     "Oh, not Connie?"

     "She doesn't like it.  I don't know about Anne yet, she just got here."

     "Abby's older than you, is she in charge when you're alone?"

     "Uh huh, but she's nice."

     "But she licks your pussy?  That's nice."

     Rachel giggled and closed her eyes again.

     "Maybe I will too.  But you'll have to work for it.  Does Abby make
you work for it too?"

     "Yes," she said, still snickering like the little girl she was as I let my
fingers walk over her mons and down to her lips, lying between her thighs
like rolls of rising dough.

     "Ah, I see.  And what do you have to do?"

     "Anything she wants."

     "Yeah?  And what does she want?"

     "My breasts," she said, launching into another fit of tittering.

     "And what does she want you to do with your breasts?"

     "I have to rub her with them," she said, breaking up completely and
rolling away from me as I tickled her pussy lips with the ends of my
fingers.

     I rolled over with her, ending up on my back with her head in my arm
and her breasts against my side.  I reached my free hand across my chest
and felt the soft flesh of her cleavage.  Like a good girl she reached down
with her right hand and began to feel my cock and balls, just brushing her
fingers over them lightly.

     "So, aside from servicing Abby, any complaints?  You look pretty
happy."

     "Paul's nice to me, and I like Abby.  There's a lot of room here, it's
nice."

     "Yes, I know."  I didn't tell her about my plans, but maybe Paul had. 
"You didn't mention Connie, how's she?"

     "She's kind of quiet."

     "Oh.  Is she sad?"

     "I don't know, she doesn't say much."

     "Hmmm.  Do you girls sleep together?"

     "Yeah, but mostly with Paul, he likes us all together."

     "Sure, I did too, you remember."

     We were quiet for a minute or two.  Rachel was getting a little more
serious with my penis, running her hand back and forth over it, getting it
very hard, but keeping it pinned to my belly, not letting it jump up in the
air.  She knew what I liked.  I leaned over a little and kissed her deeply,
and after letting her recover, gave her another.  She was breathing faster
and looked a little flush when we were done.

     I didn't say anything, I just got up and let her fall to her back,
kneeling beside her and spreading her legs.  Without any preliminaries I
dove in, driving my tongue between her lips, finding her clean, but a little
excited.  Rachel didn't like much foreplay when it came to eating her
pussy, light kisses and licking tickled her, rather than making her excited. 
I went right to work, running my tongue on one side of her clitoris hood,
then around and back down the other side, keeping pressure against the
center.  Her legs fell wider apart and her hips shifted to give me better
access.  I felt her hand reach up underneath me to milk my cock.

     I let my hands run up and down her thighs as I licked her, feeling the
muscles underneath the outer layer of smooth fat.  Paul must have been
working her out pretty good, she seemed solid enough.  There were no
saggy parts of her body, the fat layer was evenly distributed over her core,
except for her tummy on her hands and knees.  But even her stomach was
free of folds or creases, just one large expanse of skin, like a large flat tit. 
One thing I noticed was the difference in quality between her skin and that
of Tegan.  Rachel felt kind of moist, maybe, compared to the silky sheen
of Tegan.  Both were great, just different.

     Rachel was building up now, so I eased back, keeping the pressure up,
but not so insistent, letting my tongue glide smoothly around her clit, and
not sucking it between my lips, which would drive her over the edge into
hard spasms, I knew from experience.  She faltered a bit and I caught back
up, licking hard until I could feel her tip over the edge, then slowing down
and keeping steady pressure on the sides of her clit until I felt her tighten
up and shiver, the smallest of orgasms she could have.  I let the tempo fall
back until we were still, leaving my tongue covering her clit for a minute
until I pulled away, giving her moist pussy lips a nice kiss.

     I crawled back up and laid down beside her, trapping my cock against
her side.  She turned her head toward me and gave me the funniest look
that said everything; is that all??  

     I laughed. "I know, save it until tonight."

     Rachel closed her eyes and moaned, pressing her legs together in mock
agony.

     "You'll live.  Want something to drink?"

     "Hmmm."

     "Orange juice?"

     "Yes, please."

     She was sitting up when I came back and I handed her a glass of juice
and sat next to her, putting an arm around her shoulder.

     "Paul says we're eating an early dinner tonight, pizza.  All you girls
get to eat together and gossip."

     "Oh.  What's gossip?"

     I smiled.  "It means talking about other people, sharing secrets."

     "Oh."

     "Well, I don't suppose you have many, come to think of it.  Anyway,
you girls can spend some time together, we thought you'd like that.  You
can get to know Tegan a little, see what Mary's been doing while you
were gone."

     "You like Tegan?" she asked.

     I kissed her on the head.  "Don't be jealous, of course I like Tegan. 
But I like you too."

     "I know."

     "She and Mary have been pretty close, they're about the same age. 
It's going to be difficult breaking them up.  I was thinking next time I'd
suggest keeping them together, trying to work out a trade for another girl,
with you of course."

     "Oh."  She seemed kind of subdued.

     "Or would you like to spend six months with me alone?"

     "I think I'd get sore."

     I laughed, and hugged her.  "That's my Rachel."

     We were quiet for a bit while she finished her juice.  I thought she had
something more to say, her lips and eyes were kind of quivering.

     "Yeeesss?  What?"

     She shrugged.  "I was just wondering . . . "

     "Who, you mean?  Which girl?"

     She shrugged again, kept her eyes down.

     "You're cute, you are jealous.  I like that.  What if I left it up to you?"

     "I don't know."

     "Think about it.  Abby maybe?"

     "Maybe."

     "Not Connie obviously."

     "No."

     "Maybe Marcia?  Remember her?  I think she would give you
cuddlies, or you'd make her."

     Rachel laughed and hid her face in my chest.

     "There's not that many girls, you know.  Maybe Luana, the little girl? 
She might not be too young to trade next time, and she'd do as you
pleased, I'm sure.  Or maybe Nicole?  You and her are about the same
age, that might work for you."

     Rachel was quiet for a moment, and I figured it was time to give her
the news.

     "We're going to have a new addition when you come back, someone
you haven't met yet."

     She lifted up her head and looked at me, a little concern in her face.

     "Paul arranged for me to have a baby girl, and I'd like you to be in
charge of bringing her up."