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Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction. No illegal activity described herein

was carried out, this document details fantasies that took place

late at night when I was alone in bed. I firmly believe that no

fifteen minutes of pleasure is worth the innocence of a child.

Besides, I derive much pleasure from the company of children,

playing with them or simply watching them at play, I am not going

to risk this for any momentarily heightened sense of pleasure.

If you are under the age of eighteen the law says I've got to

tell you to go away, so, "Go away!" Common sense says you're

going to ignore me, so don't blame me if you go blind, your

parents find you in possession of this document or your cum

causes your space bar to stop working.

If this type of material is illegal in your city, state, country,

then see above, substituting "law enforcement agency" in place of

"parents".

If you're a member of the moral minority, religious right, or any

other such control group then read on, my aim is to offend you as

much as possible. People like you who would force others to fit

your narrow minded little world views are a blight upon the

landscape. My personal philosophy is that of "Rational Anarchy"

ie. anyone should feel free to do as they please such that their

actions do not adversely impact on the lives of others.

 

Chapter 16 - MARA AND CHLOE.

 

I wake up the next morning, just before dawn, with Carl looming over me to

kiss his daughter goodbye. He sees that I'm awake and comments with a

smile, "Well I see you ended up sleeping with her anyway. When did she

come in?"

"About two minutes after I got into bed." I reply.

"She heard us then? Did she say anything?" He asks a little concerned.

"Yeah, she heard and figured out what was happening. She said you sure were

noisy and made it hard to sleep." I say, "I told her Sherry would talk to

her in the morning."

"Well that's all right then." he says, his concern lifting, "I was worried

the screaming might have upset her. Normally we try to be quieter, but

last night it was like Sherry was possessed. I don't know what you did to

her yesterday, but I like it. You'll have to tell me about it when I get

back."

"But I'll be gone before you return."

"Actually, I'd like you to stay a bit longer if you don't mind. When I'm

gone like this, I like someone around to look after things."

"I'd be delighted to." I say.

"I was sure you would be." he comments dryly, "Just make sure Sherry's well

rested for when I get back and try not to shock the kids."

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean." I say, grinning.

"Of course." he grins back, "Well I better be going if I'm going to get on

the site by seven thirty."

As he turns to go, Mara wakes up(?) and accuses, "Daddy! You were going to

go without saying goodbye to me." She scrambles over me and leaps into his

arms. Carl's eyes widen a little when his hand cups her bare bottom. As

he kisses her, she wriggles in his grasp and I see one of his fingers slip

between her thighs. Lower down I notice a slight stirring as his pants

begin to fill.

With one last resounding kiss Mara says, "Mmmm, love you Daddy." and

wriggles from his arms. As he turns to go, Mara pulls me from the bed and

we stand in the doorway to see Carl off. She pulls me from the doorway

when we hear him turn at the end of the street. "He's gone, let's go see

Mummy."

I restrain her from barging into the room and we peek in to see Sherry

lying with her legs apart, an obscene drool of cum seeping from her pussy.

Loud snores inform us she's asleep, so I carefully close the door and lead

Mara away. "I think we should let her sleep, why don't we go back to bed

too, it's too early to get up. But first I need to pee."

"Me too." she says and drags me into the toilet. "You go first, I want to

watch."

I roll my eyes at her and ask, "Do you want to hold it?"

"Yeah!"

I extract my cock from my underpants and show her how to hold it. Her aim

is a little unsure at first and she is barely able to keep my stream within

the bowl, however she soon has it whipping up a good froth on the water.

Placing my hand over hers I show her how to strip the last drops of my

pungent morning piss from my cock. When it is her turn, Mara strips her

oversized shirt off completely, and tosses it out the open doorway.

I take a look at her backside, most of the marks have faded but a couple of

purple bruises remain. "How's the bum? Still sore?" I ask.

She rubs her hands over it and says, "Not really."

I lift her onto the seat and kneeling before her, I position her with her

hips tilted so I can see into her pussy. Holding her lips apart with my

thumbs I say, "O.K. go. See if you can make it come out slow and trickle

over your bottom."

She giggles and I watch the opening of her urethra push outwards. For a

few seconds she manages to keep it slow, but as soon as she tries to talk,

"Oooh! That feels funny." she looses control and she starts to wet the

seat. I quickly cup my hand over her mound, her golden urine splashes into

my hand and then back onto her vulva. I press my hand closer and I can

feel her quivering as she giggles at the sensation of her pee flowing over

her tiny pussy.

"Ooooh! That feels nice." she says. Adding, "But isn't it nasty?" when she

finishes peeing.

"Not really, you just wash up afterwards, besides, little girls taste

nice." I say and pop a finger into my mouth to suck it clean, smacking my

lips in appreciation."

"Yuck!" she says and screws up her face, then looks speculatively at my wet

hand, "Isn't it?" She thinks for a few more moments then grabs my wrist

and tastes another of my fingers. "It's not that good," she decides, "but

it makes me feel naughty and all tingly inside and I like THAT."

We quickly clean up and brush our teeth in the bathroom, before returning

to my room. "We don't need these any more." Mara informs me as she

removes my jocks. She stands before me and begins to fondle my cock with

her warm little hands, giggling as she feels it grow and stiffen. When it

is halfway stiff she leans forwards and slowly dribbles a huge gob of

saliva onto the knob, letting it run down the sides to her small fists.

With my cock now coated with her slippery spit she starts to massage the

glans with one hand while the other slides slickly up and down the shaft.

When my balls begin to rise she replaces the hand on my glans with her hot

little mouth and slides the hand down to cup and massage my balls. I groan

and my hips begin to twitch involuntarily as I quickly approach a climax.

(Un)fortunately for me the little shit had payed close attention to what

her mother had done the previous day and as I reach the point of no return

her thumb jams in at the base of my cock. With consummate skill she sucks

and rubs me through a dry orgasm, it is all I can do to remain standing as

I loose most of the strength in my legs. When I am able, I gently lift her

head clear of my cock and lie down on the bed lifting her to straddle my

chest, facing my feet.

She leans forwards to continue working on my cock her butt lifting to

expose her hairless baby pussy and tiny pink arsehole. She is too short

for my tongue to comfortably reach her, so I content myself with using my

fingers to caress her puffy labia. In her new position she is able to take

more of my cock in her mouth and when an over enthusiastic bob of her head

causes her to gag as my glans slides part way into her throat, I tell her

to try swallowing the next time.

As soon as she stops coughing Mara returns to my cock and tries again, this

time as my cock hits the back of her throat she swallows, causing the most

incredible sensations and the crown pops into her throat, her lips coming

to rest three quarters of the way down my shaft. Again she is forced to

retreat coughing and again she returns gamely to the fray, twice more she

tries and on the second attempt her upper lip comes to rest, momentarily,

on my scrotum before she pulls back with a gasp.

"I did it." she squeals in delight, bouncing up and down on my chest, hard

enough to send the breath whooshing form my lungs.

"And now I'm going to 'did it' to you. C'mere!" I say, grabbing her hips

and pulling her cute little butt onto my face. My tongue snakes out and

under rasping from her clit to her tight pink anus, her moan of pleasure

changes to a series of short little squeaks as I point my tongue and

alternately stab it into her constricted vagina and arsehole. As she

loosens I replace my tongue with two fingers and concentrate on licking and

sucking her clit.

As her hips start rolling from side to side I decide to try something new

and start to speak into her clit, "Mara Lauren Hardy. Are you are a bad

little girl? do you like to do naughty things with the nasty, bad Geoff?

Do you like it when he pokes his fingers in your tight little holes, and

licks your hard little clitty? Would you like it if it was your daddy

doing naughty nasty things to his baby girl's tiny little pussy and cute

little bottom. Pretend I'm your daddy, poking his fingers inside you and

sucking on your bald little girl pussy."

Even her thighs covering my ears do not attenuate the volume of her excited

cry, "Oh YES Daddy, suck my clitty, fuck me with your fingers, Daddy,

Daddeee, Oh DaddEEEEEEEEEEE!" Her fantasy combined with the sensations of

my hot breath and lips fluttering over her labia and clitoris are too much

for her and she cums with a piercing shriek so loud that I am glad the

neighbours are well out to sea, her body writhes and flops uncontrollably,

the only portion that remains still is her gushing quim which I hold hard

against my open mouth, tasting and swallowing her glorious spend.

Slowly her convulsions subside and she collapses, breathing in deep

shuddering gasps and softly murmuring, "Daddy, Oh Daddy." over and over

again, her breath tickling the hairs on my belly.

"Well! I see you started without me." I whip my head around to see Sherry

standing in the doorway behind me, a smile on her lips.

"Mummy!" Mara jumps, "You scared me Mummy." Mara twists on my chest to

throw an accusing glance at Sherry.

"Sorry honey, are you having fun?"

"You bet! Look what I can do Mummy." Mara wriggles down my body and

starts bobbing her head up and down on my cock, giving it a fresh coat of

spit. Then with a deep breath, forces her head forwards, swallowing

convulsively, her lips come to rest for a moment at the base of my cock,

before she withdraws and turns a shit eating grin on her gaping mother.

"Hey Mara, look at the goldfish." I say, indicating Sherry's mouth which is

silently opening and closing.

She regains control of her jaw, closing it with an audible snap as Mara

giggles, "Yeah."

I begin to slowly massage the inside of Sherry's thigh and say to Mara,

"Open your mouth and close your eyes and I'll give you a big surprise."

Mara does as I say but tries to keep one eyelid cracked open. "No Peeking!"

She screws both eyes up tight.

Keeping a careful eye on Mara, I slide my hand up to Sherry's pussy and

push two fingers inside, scooping up a blob of her husbands semen. I hold

the obscene, creamy dollop up for her inspection. Sherry's lips form a

surprised 'O' as she realises my intention, a lustful glint enters her eyes

as I slowly move my fingers between her daughters lips.

Mara's lips close on my fingers and her tongue licks at the deposit on my

fingers then avidly twines around them, collecting every tasty morsel.

"Mmmm nice, What is it?"

"It's your daddy's sperm." I tell her.

Her eyes spring open, "Really?" she squeaks. "Where did it come from? Can

I have some more?"

I collect another dollop of semen from her mother's cunt and hold it up to

Mara's lips. She latches onto my fingers and sucks hard, her own fingers

flickering busily between her legs.

With my free hand I secure one of Sherry's and pull her down onto the bed,

she lands with a squeal her belly pressed to my face. We disentangle

ourselves and I direct Mara to lie down on her back. I position myself

between Mara's thighs, lifting her hips to rest on my knees. She looks down

at me, concerned, "You're not going to fuck me are you?"

"No honey, that's for your father, but can I rub my cock on your pussy and

squirt inside you?"

She thinks for a moment then answers, "O.K. but you can't put it in."

Sherry, who has been following our exchange, now squats over her daughters

face, facing me. She uses the fingers of both hands to hold her pussy lips

open and her husband's semen begins to drool obscenely from her wide open

vagina. Below Mara holds he mouth open her outstretched tongue questing

for the tasty cream falling towards it.

Between her legs I drag the tip of my cock along the length of her furrow,

sliding it over her clit and moving it in small circles. Moving forwards a

few inches I use my thumbs to press the underside of my cock against her

pussy lips and rock my hips back and forth so that her clit rubs on the

sensitive undersurface of my glans.

Sherry emits a surprised squeak and I look up to see Mara using all four

fingers of one hand to scoop her father's semen from her mother's pussy.

The next time she forces her entire hand inside and withdraws it to

greedily suck the mixture of juices from her fingers. Sherry leans

forwards to rest her forehead on my shoulder and her breathing becomes

ragged as Mara's hand plunges deep within her mother's quaking body.

Mara's knuckles and fingertips drag over the sensitive skin of Sherry's

stretched vaginal sheath, suddenly Sherry cums hard her head snapping

backwards to show her eyes rolled back in her head and her mouth is

stretched wide in a soundless scream. Just as suddenly her body goes limp

and I have to grab her shoulders and roll her body off Mara before she

smothers her daughter.

Such an erotic sight has my cock straining for release, the skin of my

glans tightly distended and a deep purple in colour. I hold my cock so her

tight vaginal entrance kisses the tip and rapidly stroke my hand up and

down the shaft. It only takes half a dozen strokes, the side of my fist

slapping against her distended pussy lips, for me to cum, my semen burning

through my cock to squirt into Mara's tiny little cunt. One ,two, three,

jets of my thick gooey sperm pulse into her vagina before the quantity

becomes to much for her immature cunny to hold and the remainder leaks from

the seal between our bodies to dribble down into the crack between her arse

cheeks.

At some point Sherry has recovered sufficiently to prop herself on one

elbow. She is staring at the junction of our bodies as the last dribbles

burn along the length of my straining penis she pushes me aside and fastens

her lips to Mara's pussy sucking my deposit from her daughter's body before

it has time to settle. Her enthusiastic tongue chases the errant dribbles

into the cleft of Mara's buttocks, licking them from her daughters

clenching arsehole. Sherry's furious assault on her daughter's pussy sends

Mara over the edge and I watch her toes curl as she climaxes, her tiny

fists beating on the bedspread.

Sherry and I cuddle Mara between us while she recovers, her breathing

slowly returning to normal. As her shuddering gasps subside my eyes travel

along the length of her body and I see the glowing digits of the alarm

clock framed between our feet. "Uh, Sherry what time is Mara's Brownie

meeting?"

"Eight thirty, why?" her eyes follow my gaze to where the glowing figures

change to display '7:57'. "Shit!" she yells, bouncing out of the bed,

"We've go to get going. You go and get clean and put your uniform on."

Mara and I scramble from the bed and I drag her to the bathroom where I

wash the pungent odours of our rutting, from her body. As I vigorously rub

her dry she giggles, "Mummy missed a bit." and leans forwards to clean a

stray drop of my cum from my penis. "Oooh, it's getting ready to play

again." she squeals, excitedly, as I twitch and begin to stiffen.

"Forget it, We've got to get you ready, now." I scold her and lead her to

her bedroom. Her uniform is hanging behind the door, I get it down as Mara

rummages in her drawer for her knickers, small garments fly everywhere as

she searches.

"I can't find them." she cries, as she reaches the bottom of the drawer. I

look over the floor, laying the uniform on the bed. I lean over and

recover the tiny scrap of yellow cloth she has discarded in her haste and

hold them for her to step into. I seat them snugly on her hips and kneel

down to briefly kiss the well defined indentation in the front panel.

I then pick up her uniform, she holds her hands in the air as I pull on the

bright yellow T-Shirt, then settle the brown tunic on her shoulders. She

fastens her belt as I slip the scarf over her head and slide the woggle up

under her chin.

In the kitchen Sherry has a bowl of cold cereal waiting. Mara complains

"I'm not a baby." when her mother ties a tea towel around her neck, but the

milk dripping from her chin puts the lie to her complaint, as she shovels

her breakfast into her mouth.

On the way to the door, Sherry apologises, saying, "I'm assisting this

week, we'll be back about eleven o'clock." and I follow them. "Uh Geoff,"

she says, "I think that's far enough" and waves her hand vaguely in my

direction.

I look down, "Oh!" I say, as I see that I'm still naked.

I watch from the window, hearing the car doors slam, Sherry revs the engine

and pulls out of the garage, reversing into the street and roaring off down

the road. I turn from the window, collect my shorts from out the back and

go down to the beach for a quick swim.

When I return, I fix breakfast for myself and sit wrapped in a towel while

I eat it. After I wash the few dishes I go and pick up Mara's room,

putting away the knickers scattered across the floor and make her bed,

shoving my old T-shirt under her pillow. I wander around the house setting

things straight and making the beds. When I'm finished I get dressed and

settle down with a book to await their return.

***

Lazarus Long and Dora are just setting out in their covered wagon when I

hear the car pull up into the drive and three doors slam. A few seconds

later the screen door is wrenched open and I barely have time to put my

book down before a small brown and yellow missile catapults into me lap.

"Hi Chloe." I say over Mara's shoulder, to the small figure, carrying a

sports bag who stands before me.

"Hello Geoff." she responds shyly.

A minute later Sherry comes inside, "Why don't you two run along and play

for a while?" she says to Mara and Chloe.

Mara hops to her feet and tugs on my hand, "C'mon let's play Ludo."

"That's not what I meant. Don't you think Geoff should have break from

you?" Sherry scolds her daughter.

"I believe, she thinks I've had a long enough break." I say laughing, "I

don't really mind." To Mara I say, "But don't you think your guest should

choose? What do you want to do Chloe?"

"I want to play Ludo too." she says, smiling shyly.

"In that case, Let's play Ludo" I say, getting up and letting myself be led

from the room. Mara leads me into Mike's room, which also doubles as the

playroom and pushes me to the floor. She gets the game from the shelf and

comes back to sit tailor fashion opposite me, putting the game between us

she pulls Chloe down to sit beside her.

We set up the pieces and pop to see who goes first, Chloe wins with a six

and the game begins. The girls alternately shrieking with delight if they

send one of my pieces back to the start and insisting on recounts if I do

the same to one of them. Each time they lean forwards to pop the dice,

their short little tunics ride higher up their legs until I'm catching

little flashes of yellow between their widespread thighs.

The innocent eroticism of their inadvertent exposure has my cock stirring

in my pants, Mara sees this and realises what is causing it but says

nothing, in fact, when Chloe is busy at the game board she reaches down and

rearranges her knickers to expose one pussy lip and pushes her hem even

higher. She grins wickedly at my discomfort as my cock is bent almost

double as it stiffens further.

I continue to sneak glances at Mara's and Chloe's crotches, something

strange about Chloe is tickling at my mind, finally I work it out, between

Chloe's legs there is no well defined slit, instead there appears to be a

gap almost half an inch wide between her labia. A few seconds later Chloe

looks down as she leans back from the board and realises that her knickers

are on display. She blushes prettily and pushes her dress down between her

thighs, her eyes widen as she glances across at Mara and sees how her

knickers are arranged.

She leans over and whispers in Mara's ear. Mara looks at me then down at

herself and giggles, "Oops!" She takes her time to fix her knickers,

exposing more of herself in the process and showing the fading bruises from

her fall.

Chloe gasps, "Mara!" then leans forwards to whisper to Mara again, however

she is a little agitated and I can hear what she says. "How did you get

those bruises?" And waves her hand vaguely at the area between Mara's legs.

Mara makes no pretence of secrecy, saying, "You mean on my pussy? That's

from where my cherry got popped."

"Your cherry!", Chloe gasps, "you mean you..." her voice trails off as she

looks at me and then back to Mara.

"No silly," Mara giggles, "I fell on a stupid log. What did you think I

meant?"

An embarrassed Chloe mumbles, "Nothing." blushing again.

Before Mara can press Chloe further, I say "Hey what about the game. It's

my turn isn't it?" knowing full well that it's Mara's.

My ploy has the desired effect, as Mara protests loudly, "No it's mime,

isn't it?" she turns to Chloe for support. Chloe nods, obviously relieved

about something and the game continues as I continue to wonder about Chloe.

Finally Mara gets all four of her pieces home, while Chloe has three and I

have only two. As we are putting the game away Sherry call's us for lunch.

Halfway through lunch the phone rings and when she returns Sherry says,

"I'm sorry, I've got to go and see somebody about a dress I'm having made.

I'd better take Chloe home."

"Aw Mummy, I don't want her to go, can't she stay? She wants to, don't

you" Mara cries. and says, "See" when Chloe nods.

"Honey, Geoff might not want the responsibility of looking after two little

girls." Sherry says.

"He doesn't mind." Mara declares, "Do you?" she adds in a tone that says

I'd better not.

"It's O.K. with me, but you better check with Chloe's mother." I say.

"And can she sleep here tonight too?" Mara asks.

"Mara! You're forgetting I work tonight." adding for my benefit, "I work

the bar at one of the Marina clubs, on Saturday nights."

"But Mummy, Mike got to go out on Steve's boat with Brendan and I never get

to do anything." Mara brings out the big guns, (Which sibling got the

better deal and guilt tripping a parent.) "Geoff can look after us."

"We'll see!" Sherry temporises. "Now eat your dinner while I call Chloe's

mother."

Sherry returns a few minutes later, "It's O.K. she can stay this

afternoon."

"What about tonight." Mara asks anxiously.

"Well I don't know?" Sherry teases. Then laughs as Mara's face falls, "Yes,

she can stay. If you both promise to do everything Geoff says."

"We promise." they dutifully reply.

"That's good because Pauline says he can spank Chloe if she's naughty and

the same go for you too." Sherry threatens, continuing, "I've got to go now

and I'll be back about four o'clock. Remember no swimming for at least an

hour." With this Sherry collects her purse and leaves.

"Wanna play dressups?" Mara asks of Chloe. She nods and the two of them

disappear into the playroom. A minute later Mara calls me and I put down

my book and go see what she wants. In the playroom I find a princess and a

fairy.

"Which one of us looks better?" Mara asks and I think 'Uh-oh, I'm in

trouble.'

For a moment I avoid the question, "What did you do with your uniforms?"

They look at each other guiltily and points a finger at a crumpled brown

and yellow pile next to the dressup box.

Chloe's chin quivers, "You're not going to spank us are you?"

"No, but I think you better hang them up."

They scurry off and their uniforms are quickly hung behind Mara's door.

Returning to rummage in the box for new costumes, they select something and

go into Mara's room to change, returning wearing what were mini-dresses on

Sherry and nearly floor length on these two, the scooped necklines dipping

to expose a nipple each. A massive leather shoulder bag bangs against the

back of Mara's knees and a glomesh handbag for Chloe complete their

ensembles. Mara retrieves some makeup from her bag and they proceed to

apply it to each other.

When they finish they turn to me and ask what I think. Well they are

ghastly sights and I struggle to maintain a straight face while I try to

find something diplomatic to say. I eventually arrive at the epithet "You

look nice." but spoil it in the end by laughing. They both pout and Mara

stamps her foot at me. This just makes me laugh harder and I collapse,

rolling on the floor.

This is too much for Mara and she throws her bag to the floor and strips

off her dress. She stands there in her little yellow Brownie knickers with

her hands on her hips and challenges me, "You do better." turning to Chloe

she says, "Go on take that off, he's going to make costumes for us." Chloe

turns her back to me while she takes off the dress, she is blushing

furiously when she turns back the glow extending down to her nipples.

I turn away to let her get used to being undressed in front of me and

rummage in the box for inspiration. I find a grass skirt and a couple of

leis, this solves my problem for one of them, finally in a corner at the

bottom of the box I find a frizzy black wig and a crumpled mass of

feathers, I take this out and discover that it was once a Indian chiefs

headdress. It is useless as it is but it gives me an idea if I can just

find a couple of other things.

I tell them, "Go wash that stuff off your faces. I'll be back in a

minute." I go into the kitchen and mix up some coffee in cold water. Then

down to the garage for a few clean rags, while I'm down there I find

exactly what I need, a leather chamois. Collecting everything together I

return to the girls.

I hand them a rag each and I tell them to tuck them into the tops of their

knickers. Using another rag I sponge the coffee onto their skins, staining

them a rich coffee brown.

I dress Mara in the grass skirt and leis, and use the mascara from her

makeup kit to draw tattoos on her face and upper chest, circles around her

eyes and nipples and elaborate curlicues on her cheeks. I place the wig on

her head and tucking her own blonde locks up underneath. A couple of

flowers, from the frangipani outside the window, tucked into the wig and

she is now a convincing south seas islander.

I tie a piece of string around Chloe's waist and thread the chamois through

it, drawing it between her legs and up over the string at the back. It

makes a fair lap-lap but her bright yellow knickers are a bit distracting.

I make sure she knows how to fasten it and send her into Mara's room to get

rid of them, she returns a minute later, her blush barely noticeable under

the coffee staining her skin. I uses poster paints to decorate her cheeks

and body, then fasten her hair up in two thick braids that hang down over

her shoulders, fastening then ends with pieces of string in lieu of leather

thongs. I then demolish the headdress and place the band on her head.

Selecting the two best feathers I slip them into the band and step back to

admire my American Indian.

I lead them to Sherry's bedroom door and tell them to close their eyes,

taking them by the hand I lead them inside and position them in front of

the big mirrored doors of the wardrobe. I say, "O.K. open your eyes."

They do so and gasp. "So did I do better, Mara?"

"Yeah! I want a picture." She opens the wardrobe and from a box at the

bottom produces a polaroid camera and a film cassette. She hands these to

me and I load the camera.

"Where do you want me to take your pictures?" I ask them.

"On the beach." declares Mara and Chloe nods her agreement.

"O.K. let's get going then." I say and lead them down to the sand. I

decide that I might as well be hung for a sheep as for a lamb and use up

the entire film cassette, taking three photos each of them individually and

four of them together.

Back up in the house we admire the photographs and divvy them up between

us, keeping the odd photograph for Sherry.

"Can we go swimming yet? Chloe asks.

I look at my watch and say, "Sure but we better get you cleaned up first."

I take them into the bathroom, a few swipes of the flannel suffice to

remove the poster paints from Chloe and I send her off to get changed while

I tackle the more difficult job of removing the mascara from Mara's body.

A few minutes of hard scrubbing, punctuated by squeals of protest from her,

are needed before I send her off with a whack on her bum. I grab some

towels and go to my room to change, two minutes later we all head back down

to the beach.

The tide is almost full and only a narrow strip of sand remains above the

one meter waves crashing on the beach. We drop our towels and splash into

the water, when the water is waist deep on me I grab Mara and toss her over

the top of a wave that is just beginning to curl. Chloe pokes me in the

ribs and asks for the same treatment. With a grin I pick her up and roll

her into a ball then with my hand in the small of her back I throw her out

to sea. Mara swims back to me and squeezes my cock through my shorts,

looking up at me with a grin. I growl at her and give her backside a swat

before throwing her away.

Our play continues like this for about half an hour with Mara and I copping

feels of each other whenever Chloe can't see. By now the water reaches my

nipples and I have to support the girls in the water. I notice that we

have moved along the beach a fair way and I can feel the water flowing

about my legs, the tide has turned and the current is flowing strongly

towards the headland. I decide that it is time to leave the water an

holding a squirming body in each arm I forge towards the beach emerging

just short of the rocks at the base of the headland.

I head back up the beach towards the stairs, about halfway there I notice

the girls are missing, I turn to see they have lagged behind and they have

their heads together discussing something and a sense of foreboding washes

over me. They finish their discussion and run to catch up with me just as

I scoop up the towels and duck under the bushes to turn on the shower.

We wash the salt from our bodies and I'm just about to turn off the water

when Mara strips off her bathers, Chloe looks at her friend and notices the

bruises on her bottom, "Wow! Your daddy sure spanked you good."

"Daddy didn't, it was him." she says, pointing at me, "I got twenty whacks

for climbing on the fence and nearly falling over the cliff." She then

throws a significant glance at her friend. Chloe hesitates for a moment,

blushing, then removes her own suit. They then turn to me expectantly,

Mara giggling and Chloe blushing, with her hands folded before her. Well

this obviously explain the conversation, Mara has told Chloe that if they

take of their suits I will take off mine. I scowl at Mara, she is

unabashed and tells me, "You've got to take them off."

"I don't 'got' to do anything." I say, "I could get into a lot of trouble

for taking my clothes off in front of you."

"She won't tell." Mara informs me, "Will you Chloe?"

Chloe nods, then shakes her head, confused, she whispers "I won't tell."

Taking a deep breath, I slip my shorts from my hips. Chloe gasps, "Oooh

it's bigger than my brother's." then claps her hand over her mouth.

Mara accuses her friend, "Hey! You said you never saw one before."

Chloe bursts into tears, sobbing, "I'm n-n-not s-sup-posed to t-tell

anybody."

I sit down and pull her into my lap, cuddling her, while I think and she

gets herself under control. Things begin to click into place and I realise

that Chloe has probably been having some sort of relationship with her

brother.

When her sobs subside, I ask, "You've seen your brother's penis haven't

you?" She confirms my guess with a tearful nod. "And you've done things

with him too?"

"I'm not supposed to say." she tells me.

"In other words 'yes'.", another nod, and she hides her face in my

shoulder.

"You're not going to tell on me are you?" she asks.

"That depends. Does your brother hurt you?" I ask.

"Oh no!" she cries, "He makes me feel really good."

"I think you had better tell me everything. What do you and your brother

do?"

"I can't, it's too 'barrassing."

"O.K. I'll ask questions and you nod. O.K.?" She nods, keeping her face

hidden. I start questioning her, beginning with something easy, "Does he

kiss you with his tongue?" <nod> "And tickle you between the legs?" <nod>

"Do you play with his penis?" <nod> "Does he put his finger inside you?"

<nod>

I'm starting to get into heavy territory so I change my tactics a little,

"Do you do anything else?" <nod> "Does he lick your pussy?" <enthusiastic

nod> "Do you suck his penis?" she hesitates for a few seconds before

finally nodding.

Mara, who has managed to keep silent up until now, lets the cat out of the

bag, "It tastes good doesn't it?"

I believe Chloe had forgotten the presence of her friend, her head whips

around as she asks, "Have you done it too? Who with?" Before Mara can

answer she figures it out for herself and her eyes flick from Mara to me

then down to where my cock is beginning to harden against her hip. "It's

him, isn't it? Has he fucked you?"

"No, we haven't fucked." I answer for Mara, delivering a glare that I hope

will keep her quiet until I can talk to her alone. "But I assume you and

your brother have?"

"Yeah, see." she has decided she is among friends and opens her legs to

show me her pussy. I was right there is a distinct gap between her labia

and her clit stands in proud isolation, lower down the entrance to her

vagina is an open hole at least half an inch across.

"How long has your brother been fucking you?" I ask her.

"Since I was five." she answers.

"Wow!" Mara gasps, subsiding when I glare at her again.

"Do you want to fuck me?" Chloe asks softly.

I lift her chin and look into her eyes, "Do you want me too?"

"I, I don't know." she answers, unsure of herself.

When I answer, "Well I won't until you're sure." she looks relieved.

"O.K." I say, "I guess the same rules apply, nobody tells anybody else

anything. O.K.?"

"O.K." comes their joint agreement.

"Now we'd better go, your mother should be back by now." I slip my wet

shorts on, the girls just throw their towels over their shoulders. I hold

Mara back and let Chloe get a couple of steps ahead. "Don't say anything

about your mother or father and don't say anything to them either." I

whisper. We then follow Chloe up the stairs.

As we troop into the house, Sherry calls us into the kitchen, where we find

her looking over the photos. "These are great.", she says, "What did you

use for makeup?"

"Nothing much, coffee in cold water, mascara and poster paints." I tell

her.

"Not my mascara I hope."

"No, Mara had it in the dressup box."

"That's all right then."

"By the way how much do I owe you for the film?" I ask Sherry.

"Don't worry about it. I assume the odd photo is for me?"

"Yes you and Carl."

"He'll love it."

"Mummy? Can we wear these for my birthday party?" Mara asks, holding up

one of the photographs.

"I don't know if they're really suitable costumes." Sherry says.

"Nonsense!" I say, "Two scallop shells and an extra chamois and they're

perfectly decent."

"Well maybe." Sherry halfway agrees, "Now I've got to get ready for work

tonight, you two run along and play, give poor old Geoff a rest." The

girls scamper off and Sherry turns to me, "How were they? Any problems?"

"No, they were great." I answer, "Now if you'll just pass me my cane,

'poor old Geoff' will totter off to get dressed."

As I finish dressing, Mara comes into the room, "Are you going to tell

Mummy about Chloe?" she asks.

"Not unless Chloe says I can. And don't you go asking her. O.K.?"

"O.K." she answers reluctantly, "Hey, are we going to do it tonight when

Mummy's gone?"

"Again that's up to Chloe, and you're not to pester her, in fact I think

you two shouldn't say anything at all until tonight. So you don't say

anything, and if Chloe does, tell her to wait until tonight. O.K.?"

"O.K."

"Now why don't you go and play normal little girl games with Chloe until

tea time." Saying this I chase her from the room, collect my book and go

out onto the deck to read it.

Five minutes later the trampoline starts squeaking and I look through the

railing to see the girls bouncing up and down, playing a game in which they

try to knock each other down without touching. Shameless reprobate that I

am, Lazarus Long gets short shrift while I watch for glimpses of little

girls knickers and when Mara notices me watching them she suddenly becomes

a lot clumsier, falling often and always with her feet towards me. She

also contrives to 'accidentally' lift Chloe's hem on a few occasions.

Half an hour later Sherry calls all of us into the kitchen, and gives us

the usual last minute instructions, in bed by nine, the phone numbers are

by the phone, mind what Geoff says, etc. Finishing with, "Here's money for

pizza and a drink and you can get a video. I'll be back around one." She

collects a kiss goodbye from her daughter and we watch from the deck as she

gets into the car and drives off.

"Let's go get the movie." Mara says as the sound of the car fades off into

the distance. She grabs my hand and Chloe takes the other and they start

pulling me towards the front door. Outside Chloe squeals as I scoop her up

and settle her astride my shoulders. Mara takes my hand once more and we

walk down to the milk bar.

As soon as I set Chloe on the ground they make a bee line for the video

shelves where they begin arguing over what to choose, a few minutes later

they bring their choice over to me. I take one look at the cover and

blanche, Carl would have my balls if I let his little girl watch this one,

though I understand how the Muppet like figures on the cover fooled the

girls. 'Meet the Feebles' is definitely not a viable choice. Though I

smile as I wonder how Katy and Lena would react to the nasal sex scenes.

This time I join them at the shelves and a little while later they find the

real 'Muppet Movie'. We take out choice to the counter and I buy them an

ice cream each. Mara rides my shoulders home.

For the next half hour or so until it is time to order the pizza I join

them on the trampoline. For a little while they continue their game with

me adding to the fun by occasionally pushing into the mat from the ground.

Next I get up on the trampoline and take them one at a time, I hold them by

the hands and they squeal in mock terror/delight as I bounce them higher

than they can manage on their own. Finally the game stops when the top of

Mara's head cracks into my chin, by the time I get her sobs under control

it is time to order the pizza.

We start the movie and I'm glad the chair is a big one, as both girls climb

into my lap, pushing and shoving until I tell them, "Settle down or sit on

the floor." As we cuddle I place a hand on their thighs and gently massage

the soft, smooth skin from their knees to the hems of their dresses.

Insidiously the movie grabs my interest and I become engrossed in watching

it, as unbeknownst to me, Mara slowly edges her dress higher and higher

until I feel the fabric of her knickers under my hand. I start a little in

surprise and look down to where Mara has raised her dress until she is

exposed from the waist down. She giggles guiltily as I look at her and

Chloe looks to see what is happening. I'm a little surprised when she does

the same as Mara and pulls her dress up to her waist, inviting my hand to

wander further afield.

For a couple of minutes I tease them, running my fingertips along the

elastic leg band of their knickers until Mara in frustration pulls the

fabric to one side and pushes my hand onto her warm little mound, releasing

her knickers to snap back on my fingers. Chloe too, wishes for more and is

rocking her hips, trying to increase the contact with my fingers. For a

second or two I massage her mons through her knickers, then slide my

fingers under the waistband for my first direct contact with her most

intimate place.

I gently caress and tweak their tiny clits and a minute later first Chloe

then Mara lift one leg onto the arms of the chair allowing me to probe in

between their thighs. Both of them are sopping wet and my fingers spread

the warm slippery secretions over their mounds, until they slide slickly

over the girls' warm satiny skin. I begin to drag my fingers from their

clits down to the openings below, but the tight fabric of their knickers

restricts my movement.

Again Chloe is the first to act, noticing my difficulties, she lifts her

hips and slips her knickers down to mid thigh. This causes her legs to

close and trap my fingers up against her hot little cunny. I remove my

hand from Mara's knickers and work Chloe's the rest of the way down her

legs, as soon as I clear her ankles her legs snap apart and my hand is free

to roam once more.

While I am helping Chloe remove her knickers, Mara is squirming in my lap

and removing her own, as soon as her legs are free she recaptures my hand

and stuffs it back between her legs. I immediately begin to trace figure

eights around her clit and tight little opening, gently pressing inwards

until after a few circuits my finger slips, to the first knuckle, into her

tight clinging sheath, accompanied by a deep satisfied sigh.

Between Chloe's thighs the wide gap between her labia acts as a natural

guide and I draw my finger up and down between them, at the top I rapidly

circle the hard nubbin of her clitoris a few times then slide downwards to

her drooling cunt. As I circle her opening she bucks her hips and captures

my teasing digit to the last knuckle, my finger sliding without resistance

into her steamy quim. Her vagina has been stretched so much over the last

two years that I find it easy to add a second finger to the one already

inside her, while I have to work the finger on my other hand in and out a

few times to bury it completely within Mara's tight, clinging passage and

in the cramped confines of the chair I find it impossible to add another.

I lower my head to kiss first Chloe and then Mara, slipping my tongue

between their lips to lick along their gums and tussle with their tongues.

As I move from Mara back to Chloe she follows my mouth and presses her

cheeks between Chloe's and mine. Initially Chloe stiffens, her eyes

snapping to Mara's, but almost immediately she relaxes and moans as we

engage in an awkward three cornered kiss, all three of our tongues twining

together.

As we kiss, I gently rub their firm little clits, pushing them in small

circles with my thumbs. After a few minutes of light stimulation both

girls are squirming in my lap and moaning softly. I begin to increase the

speed of my pistoning fingers and gently pinch their clits between the side

of my finger and my thumb, twisting and pulling on their stiff little

nubbins. Mara's moans become little whimpers, then loud squeals of

pleasure as she cums, her tight little vagina milking and squeezing on my

finger. Two minutes later Chloe climaxes almost silently, tiny, almost

inaudible squeaks the only audible sign of her pleasure. Lower down it is

a different story, her legs snap together on my hand and while her vagina

might be more open than Mara's, the muscles tighten viciously on my

fingers, rippling up and down my fingers with almost bruising force.

For almost thirty seconds Chloe cums, her fingers digging painfully into

the muscles of my forearm. Finally her tight passage relaxes around my

fingers then a few seconds later her legs separate far enough for me to

extract my hand. When I bring it towards my lips to taste her juices Mara

grabs my wrist and sucks my fingers into her own mouth, savouring the taste

of her friend's intimate emissions, uttering little moans of contentment.

She then removes my other hand from between her legs, my finger withdrawing

from her vagina with an audible pop, then guides my finger to a point just

under Chloe's nose. Chloe's eyes cross as they follow the path of my

finger towards her and she pulls back slightly before coming to a decision

and tentatively tasting my glistening finger. She tests the flavour inside

her mouth for a moment then deciding she likes it she engulfs my entire

finger and eagerly sucks it clean.

A sudden pounding on the door makes us all jump. The pizza has arrived. I

quickly rearrange my cock in my pants and go to the door followed by the

girls, who stand behind me as I pay for the pizza and take it and the

drinks from the delivery man. Closing and locking the door we return to

the chair. Where the girls perch on the arms and I sit with the pizza box

on my knee. I Pick up the remote and wind the video back to the point

where we had gotten distracted. For the next ten minutes or so we munch on

the pizza as we watch the movie, passing the bottle of lemonade between us.

When the pizza has been reduced to nothing but crusts and the occasional

sliver of ham, Mara takes my hand and pulls it up under her dress, rubbing

my greasy fingers on her clit, five seconds later she yanks it out with a

pained squeal as the residue of the peperoni burns her sensitive skin.

Without thinking she puts her own begreased hands between her thighs and

starts to rub furiously trying to alleviate the pain. As the burning

sensation spreads she realises what she has done and jerks her hands away,

but the damage has been done and tears begin to well up in her eyes as her

entire pussy is engulfed in fire.

Only now do I realise the cause of her distress. I quickly lift her into

my arms and carry her into my bedroom laying her, now sobbing, body on the

bed. Knowing that water will only make the problem worse I forcefully

separate her thighs and dip my head between them. Applying as much

pressure as I can I drag my tongue from her arsehole to her navel, trying

to clean up as much of the greasy residue as possible. I lave the reddened

skin of her groin, applying as much saliva as possible to her agonised

vulva.

Slowly her sobs subside to little whimpers of discomfort and then to moans

of pleasure. Her hips start rocking and her hands press into the back of

my head, holding my lips to her burning labia, while my tongue alternates

between plunging into her clinging vagina, and flicking over the tip of her

swollen clit.

For nearly ten minutes I lick and suck on her blisteringly hot little cunt,

as she slowly approaches orgasm, her moans rising in pitch to become

squeals of pleasure as she comes closer and closer to her climax. At the

last moment I pull back enough to rub a still greasy fingertip over the tip

of her exposed clitoris before sucking hard and drawing it between my

pursed lips, as she tips over the edge. Her legs are locked tight behind

my head as the rest of her body goes into spastic convulsions, flopping all

over the bed. For over two minutes she cums, her howls of joy subsiding in

volume as she looses her breath. All the while my cheeks are hollowed as I

suck hard on her clit, my tongue rasping over the tip.

Finally she collapses unconscious, and I am able to pull my head from

between her legs and rub my bruised ears.

"Wow!" Chloe's voice startles me and I turn towards her, "Is she all right?

What happened? Her eyes just sort of turned until they were all white and

then she just went limp."

"She's fine," I say, "she's just knocked out because her orgasm just kept

on going until she couldn't take any more." Even as I say this, Mara

stirs, and I'm just in time to stop her from rubbing at her poor abused

pussy.

She slowly recovers her wits and puts her hands behind her knees and curls

up so she can look at her pussy which is a bright glowing, pink in colour.

She says, "Oh wow, that was fucking awesome, that's the best one I've ever

had, but that stuff from the pizza hurt."

Chloe asks me, "Why did you put more of that stuff on her pussy at the

end?"

I explain, "Because just before some one is about the have an orgasm their

brain gets all mixed up and can't tell the difference between what feels

good and pain. The feelings get mixed together and they both feel like

pleasure but much, much stronger. So I thought that if she had already had

felt so much pain at the start I'd uses it to make it feel even better at

the end.

"It's sort of like when I rub your pussy. At the start I touch you very

softly and gently because it would be uncomfortable if I was too rough, but

as it starts to feel good I rub harder and that makes it feel even better

so I can rub harder still. Right at the end I could do something really

bad like burn you with a cigarette and it would just make you cum really,

really hard. You'd notice that it hurt but it would feel so good at the

same time that you just wouldn't care."

"Your not going to burn me!" Chloe says, taking a step backwards.

"Of course not, I'd never do anything to harm either of you. I was just

using the cigarette as an example." I reassure her.

"What about when you spanked me? You hurt me then.", Mara interjects,

mischievously pulling my chain.

"You know why you were spanked, and you even told me you needed it. It

didn't harm you it just hurt for a while." I reply, asking, "Do you think

you'll ever do anything dangerous like that again?"

"No never." she replies with a rueful giggle, "So if you make it hurt at

the right time, it doesn't really hurt it makes it feel better, right?"

"Yeah, but you have to be careful, because when you start to use pain like

that, you can start making the pain worse and worse until your brain gets

so confused that only pain feels good any more. Or you might start to like

hurting other people like a bully does and then you don't care about them.

It's wrong to do things to other people that they don't like just because

you want to, especially if sex is involved."

"The most important thing about sex is that you should care about the

people you are doing it with and they should care about you. Otherwise you

should just play with yourself until you do find the right person. Do you

understand what I'm saying?"

"I think so." says Mara, "So if somebody I didn't like tried to make me

have sex with them I should tell to stop and if they don't I should tell

somebody about it."

"Almost, even if it's somebody you loved and you didn't want to do it, you

should make them stop, or tell somebody. Because if they don't it shows

that they care more about how they feel than they do about you."

"Does that mean when Ken wants me to have sex when I want to do something

else, I should tell him to 'wait until later on or I'll tell somebody'?"

Chloe asks.

"Exactly. You should tell your mother or father."

"But I don't have a father and Mummy doesn't care about me. She's always

going to stupid parties and things."

"Well in that case maybe you should talk to Sherry, she's your best

friend's mum and I think she'd help you. In fact it might be a very good

idea to talk to her anyway." I tell her.

"I couldn't, she'd tell the police and then Ken would get into trouble and

I wouldn't have anybody who loved me any more." Chloe protests.

"No she wouldn't!" Mara and I say together. I continue, "She'd keep it a

secret if you asked her to. What if I told her and made her promise to

keep it a secret?"

"I don't know." Chloe says slowly.

Mara makes her own pitch, "I really think you should, Mummy's really good

at keeping secrets."

Chloe silently thinks for a long while and I quell Mara with a glance when

it looks like she's going to say something else. Finally Chloe reluctantly

agrees, saying, "O.K. you can tell Sherry."

I draw her to me and give her a big hug, saying, "It'll be all right, I

promise. Now why don't you two go and have your shower and get cleaned up,

before somebody else gets this stuff on themself. We'll finish watching

the movie afterwards."

"Will you have a shower with us?" Chloe asks.

"Yeah, come on." Mara says, grabbing my hand and tugging on it.

I continue to hold Chloe in my arms as I get to my feet and allow Mara to

tow me to the bathroom. I set Chloe on her feet and say, "Skin a rabbit."

as I peel her dress off over her head. She giggles and tugs my shorts and

jocks down to my ankles.

"I'm a rabbit too." Mara says, standing with her arms raised above her head

and wriggling her nose.

"O.K." I laugh, "Skin a rabbit." I peel her dress off too.

"Now you." she says and motions for me to bend down. I comply and she

peels off my T-shirt. "Hey, you're not a rabbit." she says, tugging at the

red thatch of hair on my chest.

"No I'm a fox." I growl, "And you know what foxes eat?"

"Rabbits." she giggles and bolts from the room, Chloe hot on her heels.

"When I catch you rabbits I'm gonna eat you up." I growl before going after

them.

I leave the room and see them peeking around the corner. As soon as they

see me they shriek in mock terror as they turn and run. I maintain my

distance as I chase my squealing and giggling prey around and around the

house, until on the third circuit they bolt into Mara's room instead of

turning into the kitchen. When I get there I find them lying on the bed

with their hands pulling their legs back to their chests.

"Are you've going to eat us?" Chloe asks with a giggle from between her

knees.

In answer I kneel beside the bed, and shove my face into her wide open

pussy. With exaggerated growls and munching sounds I attack her tasty

slot, mouthing the entire area encompassed by her labia. I feel them swell

under the influence of my lips and tongue and her giggles become

interspersed with little gasps as she becomes aroused.

I begin to focus my oral assault on her pussy, licking from her tiny pink

pucker upwards to plunge my pointed tongue into her open cunt hole. I

wriggle the tip deep inside her giggling body and abruptly her giggles stop

with a loud gasp. I plunge my tongue in and out, tasting the delectable

juices that begin to flow from her vaginal opening. After a minute or so

of tongue fucking her little passage, I withdraw and rasp my tongue over

her distended clitoris. Chloe begins to makes a queer little sound in the

back of her throat, half growl and half purr as I suck hard on her

protruding love button. I move my head backwards as I suck, until her clit

pulls free of my lips and snaps back and she emits a little squeak. I

repeat this a few times before cupping her buttocks and lifting them until

her knees touch down either side of her head.

Suddenly Mara rouses and as I press my tongue against her friends rosy

sphincter she moves to place her own knees inside Chloe's and leans

forwards to lick and suck on Chloe's clitoris. Chloe's body tenses under

our combined assault and I find it impossible to make headway into her

tightly clenched anus. A few seconds later Mara pushes her head against

mine and forces me back as she licks her way to Chloe's overflowing vagina

and forces her tongue into it. She then seals her lips to her friend's

nether lips and sucks hard, drawing Chloe's vaginal secretions into her

mouth.

Before Mara can swallow I forcefully raise her head and drive my tongue

between her lips to share the flavoursome bounty of Chloe's juices.

Suddenly I feel her grin and before I can stop her she drags her hand over

Chloe's pussy leaving a slight greasy residue before separating from me and

drawing her friends clit back between her lips. I place my tongue back on

Chloe's rectal opening and lick upwards forcing Mara back, Chloe's clit

stretches almost an inch and a half before snapping free and she moans

loudly in response.

As the Chloe's vulva start to burn I continue my lick onwards soothing the

fire and exciting her to new heights. Just as I capture her clitoris, Mara

pushes back until her friend's clit pops free. Back and forth we tussle,

seizing and loosing control of the prize. I does not take much of this

sort of treatment before an ecstatic howl escapes Chloe's lips and she cums

hard, her pulsing vagina squirting it's liquid contents over our faces, her

pussy juices also flowing into the crack of her arse and over her belly.

As her climax begins to subside I abandon the fight for her clit and plunge

my stiffened tongue into her rectum as it relaxes between contractions.

With a triumphant cry, Mara attacks her friend's pulsating clitoris and

begins to gently chew and pull upon it. Within seconds Chloe cums again

and then again, squealing and pounding her fists on the bed. Finally she

can take no more and pushes weakly against Mara's chest. With one last

suck Mara sits back on her heels, grinning like an idiot and I carefully

lower Chloe's body to the bed.

Her chest heaves as she struggles to regain her breath and when she does,

she glares at Mara, "You're right, that stuff burns."

Unrepentant, Mara asks, "But wasn't that the best ever?"

"Yeah, I never knew I could have more than one orgasm at a time." she

replies.

I lever myself to my feet and pick up a squirming body under each arm,

saying, "Shower time." and heading for the bathroom where I set them down

to turn on and adjust the water.

As I lean into the shower enclosure two pairs of little hands wrap around

my engorged member and I turn to look down into their wickedly grinning

faces. A few seconds later fire blossoms in my groin. "Your turn." Chloe

informs me, cheekily, before wrapping her lips around my glans and

thrusting the tip of her tiny tongue into the piss hole. Almost

immediately Mara snatches my cock from her friend's mouth and plunges

forwards with an obscene slurp, stopping only when I bump against the back

of her throat. Playfully they fight over my cock the burning sensation

slowly subsiding as they alternately coat my prick with saliva and suck it

clean.

It only takes a few minutes before my balls are churning and I pull my cock

free, saying, "I'm gonna cum. Put your heads together and open your

mouths." to the girls. They immediately press their cheeks together and

open wide, as I begin the jerk furiously on my cock, not caring that I'm

smearing more grease on the head. As the burning starts, I begin to cum,

the first spurt spattering across their noses and cheeks, I correct my aim

and the second splashes off the roof of Chloe's mouth and onto her tongue.

The next lands directly on Mara's out stretched tongue and I step forwards

to rub my cock on their faces, smearing the remaining weaker spurts and

dribbles over their lips, cheeks and eyelids.

They quickly clean the cum from my cock with eager tongues, then fall to

licking each other's face clean, as I finally start the water running in

the shower. They protest vociferously, as I scoop up their entwined bodies

and step under the warm water, then giggle as the sperm remaining on their

faces turns to a sticky gelatinous mess.

As we take turns to soap each other's body clean, the falling water has

it's inevitable psychosomatic effect and Mara is the first to announce, "I

need to pee." followed almost immediately by Chloe's, "Me too."

"Wanna pee on my face?" I ask Mara and she gives me a wicked grin and a nod

in reply.

Chloe looks on dumbfounded as I drop to my knees and sitting on my heels,

lift Mara to kneel on my shoulders. She looks down into my upturned face

as she steadies herself with one hand on my forehead and opens her pussy

lips with the fingers of the other hand. I close my eyes as I see the skin

around her urethra bulging and a second later feel her warm urine splash

onto my cheek and run down my neck. I move my head under the stream

flowing from her bladder, coating my entire face, before opening my mouth

and allowing the last of her pee to squirt onto my tongue and fill my

mouth, then overflow to run down my chin and onto my chest.

Mara finishes with a few short spurts and as I swallow, Chloe gasps, "Oh

wow, you drank her pee!"

I open my eyes and grin at her shocked face, "Yep! Little girls taste nice.

What about you? Do you want to pee on me?"

She looks down at my cock which has risen to a little past half mast, "Can

I pee on your penis?"

I nod and lift her to straddle my legs. She supports herself with her

hands on my shoulders and squats as I fist my half hard cock and hold it

upright before her tilted pelvis. She struggles self consciously for a few

moments before she is able to relax her muscles enough to start the flow.

At first her pee dribbles from her body and drips between her buttocks then

cascades from between her labia to spatter from the head of my penis, which

rapidly hardens completely.

Chloe squeals as I follow the stream with my knob and press it against the

opening of her urethra, causing her pale golden urine to squirt over her

clit and spray in all directions. "Oh wow! That feels nice." she says,

wriggling her hips. Suddenly the my cock slips and she squeaks as the head

pops into the tight warm clasp of her vagina, her labia coming to rest

against the side of my hand. As the last of her urine flows over my hand,

she eagerly asks "Are you going to fuck me?"

"Later," I say as I use my fist to push her from my cock, "let's finish our

shower before we run out of hot water."

"Spoilsport." she grins, slapping my shoulder.

As I begin to rise, Mara pushes me back down and squirts an overly generous

quantity of shampoo into my hair. Together they massage my scalp, playing

with the foam and pulling my hair up into spikes. After I rinse the suds

from my hair I pull Mara down into my lap and wash her hair as she does

Chloe's.

As we stand and I reach for the taps, Mara grabs my softening cock and says

to me, "Do you want to pee? I want you to pee on my pussy."

"Me too!" says Chloe.

"Me three." I say and take Chloe by the shoulders to move her to stand

beside Mara. As they stand there with their hips thrust forwards and their

fingers stretching their pussy lips, I take aim at Mara's chest and let

fly, quickly zigzagging my stream downwards over their bellies and onto

their exposed clits.

"That tickles!" Mara giggles, as my golden stream splashes off her mound

and fingers.

I turn to Chloe and find that she has her clit pinched between thumb and

forefinger and is twisting and pulling on it. She shudders when my hot

piss hits her fingers and the tiny piece of flesh between them and her

fingers move faster.

When I turn back to Mara, she is emulating her friend, her knuckles white

with the pressure she is exerting on her steaming little snatch. As my

piss starts to run out I begin to stop and start the flow pulsing the last

of my urine onto her busily working fingers and she cums with a squeal,

falling to her knees just in time for me to send the last of my pee jetting

into her open mouth.

Beside her Chloe gasps and her fingers go into overdrive, feverishly

attacking her clit as she drives four fingers of the other hand into her

cunt. Warm lips and fingers on my stiffening cock distract me and I look

down to see Mara stripping the last droplets of urine into her mouth.

Suddenly Chloe shrieks and my cock is pulled free as she collapses on top

of Mara, an intense climax ripping through her body. I catch her just

before her head hits the tiled wall of the shower and lift her into my

arms, cradling her heaving body as she slowly recovers.

Mara's evil little giggle makes me look up just in time to see her twist

off the hot water as she steps from the shower enclosure. I gasp and Chloe

squeals as the suddenly cold water splashes from our bodies. I quickly

step out from under the icy flow and put Chloe down. Ignoring Mara, who

giggles from the doorway, I take a towel and rub Chloe dry, then allow her

to perform the same service for me. I grin at Mara, who is now beginning

to shiver, as the exhaust fan draws cooler air past her body. Finally she

works up enough courage to step back into the bathroom for a towel and I

grab her, pulling her face down across my knee.

I dry her bottom with a towel and as she realises what I have in mind she

begins to squirm, but is unable to escape as I press one hand into the

small of her back. "Chloe," I say, pointing at Mara's wriggling backside,

"do you want to do the honours? I think five should be enough."

Chloe nods, grinning and kneels astride my outstretched leg. Mara lets out

a drawn out wail, "Noooooo." Her cry is cut short as Chloe's hand descends

and lands with surprising force on Mara's clenched buttocks. Four more

times her arm rises and falls, each time the resulting 'crack' sounds loud

in the confined space of the bathroom.

When I release her, she springs to her feet, rubbing her bum and trying to

scowl as we grin at her. Finally she grins with us and when I hold up the

towel she steps forwards and allows me to enfold her in it then rub her

dry.

In her bedroom Mara gets my old T-shirt out and slips it on, then as Chloe

has no sleepwear offers her baby dolls to her. Chloe refuses, pointing to

Mara and saying, "I want one like that."

I sigh and lead them into my room, then pull another shirt from my bag and

hand it to Chloe. For myself I choose a pair of trackie daks and pull them

on.

"Let's finish watching the movie." I say taking hold of their hands.

Chloe hangs back and pouts at me, saying, "Aren't you going to fuck me?"

"Well I was going to wait until after the movie, but I've got a better

idea." I say and pull her from the room.

I remove my pants and slouch in the chair, lifting Mara to lie on my chest,

with her head by my cock. She inhales my flaccid cock and moves it around

inside her mouth with her tongue. As my prick begins to swell in her mouth

she tilts her head back and allows the head to push into the back of her

throat. When my growing cock threatens to push her face from my groin, she

gulps and takes my swelling glans into her oesophagus, her rippling throat

muscles are all it takes to bring me to a rock like hardness.

Mara works her throat muscles a few more times then takes thirty seconds to

slowly pull back as a slack jawed Chloe looks on, finally releasing my cock

with an obscene slurp and turning a shit eating grin on her friend.

Chloe's jaw eventually snaps shut, and she asks, "Oh wow, how did you do

that?"

Mara airily replies, "Oh, it's easy, you wanna try it?" and moves sideways

to sit on the arm of the chair, the fingers of one hand idly toying with

her clit as Chloe quickly scrambles to take her place. "O.K. when his cock

won't go any further, tilt your head back and swallow."

Chloe wraps her lips around my prick and bobs up and down a few times

getting used to my size, then pushes forwards until the head lodges in her

throat. She immediately gags and pulls back coughing, throwing an accusing

glance at Mara.

Mara giggles, saying, "I did that too, just keep trying."

Chloe recovers and slips her lips back over my knob, once more bobbing up

and down before pushing down with a slow steady motion, swallowing as I

bump into the back of her throat. When she has only an inch to go she

pulls back with a gasp.

"Oh, take a deep breath too." Mara instructs.

Chloe nods and tries again. When my glans slides over the back of her

tongue she inhales deeply through her nose, and forges on. This time

however she has worked out how to relax the muscles of her throat and my

knob slides smoothly down her throat until her lips come to rest at the

base of my cock. She holds still for a few moments before backing up until

only the head remains in her mouth as she takes a breath then begins to

move her head up and down the entire length of my shaft with a smooth

steady motion, fucking me with her face and throat.

Finally I have to restrain her, as she shows no sign of stopping herself.

"I thought you wanted me to fuck you." I say and She nods, keeping my knob

trapped in her mouth. "Well if you keep that up you're going to get a

mouthful of cum instead."

She releases my cock with a pop and grins at Mara, "Beat that." she

challenges and I have to stop Mara as she moves to try.

I grasp Chloe's hips and pull her snatch up to my mouth to lubricate it

with my saliva. It is an unnecessary task as her delicious juices are

flowing abundantly from her vaginal opening to coat her clit and drip onto

my chest. I use my tongue to lap up the excess before reversing her body

and sitting her on my stomach facing my feet. Mara moves to kneel at my

feet, her eyes fixed on my cock and Chloe's cunny.

"Do you want to help?" I ask her and when she nods, I instruct her, "Hold

my cock pointed up." She wraps her hand around the base of my cock and

aims it at the ceiling as I lift Chloe's hips and slide backwards until my

cock points at her vagina. I then lower her until my cock presses between

her labia, Mara grins as she begins to drag my glans back and forth between

her friend's pussy lips, first coating it with Chloe's freely flowing

secretions then rubbing it in small circles over Chloe's clit and then back

to the entrance to her vagina.

For nearly a minute Mara teases Chloe in this fashion until she moans in

frustration and bounces in my hands, trying to capture my cock. Finally I

relent, telling Mara to hold my cock still and thrust upwards sinking half

of my shaft into the tight, warm embrace of Chloe's sheath, A squeak

escaping from her lips as the head bumps into the neck of her womb. Mara

releases my cock and sits back on her heels to see what I will do next.

I lower my hips keeping my glans pressed to the dimple at the end of her

vagina. As I settle into the cushion, I let some of Chloe's weight press

downwards and I feel her cervix open up around my intruding cock. Mara's

eyes nearly fall from her head as she watches the bulge of my cock travel

up her friend's belly. When Chloe's cervix snaps over the flare of my

glans I let go of her hips and she squeals as I let her drop the last two

inches into my lap.

Mara looks disbelievingly, at her friend fully impaled on my cock and

hesitantly reaches out to push her finger into Chloe's navel. Chloe

giggles as Mara inadvertently tickles her as she says, "Oh wow! I can feel

his cock."

"And I can feel your finger." I say, "Now will you kindly remove it before

Chloe giggles me off?"

Mara deliberately tickles her friend for a few seconds longer then sits

back, asking, "Doesn't that hurt? How did you get it in so far?"

Chloe speaks first, saying, "No, it feels really good. I feel so stretched

and full."

I then answer the question directed at me, "I pushed my cock through her

cervix into her womb."

"Wow! Do you mean it's right inside where the baby grows?" Mara asks.

"Yep." I tell Mara as I take hold of Chloe's hips and start moving them in

small circles.

Chloe squeals, and says "Oh, he's stirring up my insides."

Mara then leans forwards and licks at the junction of our bodies before

sucking Chloe's clit between her lips and chewing on it. When Chloe tries

to lift herself upwards I use my hands on her hips to keep her pressed into

my lap, stopping her from moving more than a few millimetres in any

direction. She is already well aroused by the teasing Mara had given her

before and as Mara continues to stimulate her clit by licking sucking and

chewing on it, it only takes a minute or so before an intense orgasm

crashes through her body and I feel her belly muscles ripple under my

fingertips as the well toned muscles of her vagina contract with almost

painful force around my intruding fuck stick. I groan at the intensity of

the feeling, and grit my teeth to hold back my own climax as the muscles of

her immature cunt ripple up and down the lower half of my cock.

She pushes Mara's head away as her climax subsides and I heave a sigh of

relief as my own impending orgasm subsides, and my balls slowly drop back

into my scrotum.

I wriggle sideways and motion for Mara to squeeze in beside me as I pick up

the remote and back the tape up then set it playing again. For the

remaining half hour or so of the movie we sit like that, Mara and I idly

toying with Chloe's clit, exciting her to fever pitch then letting her cool

down for a while as Mara massages my balls. Over and over again we tease

Chloe and whenever she tries to move I pin her in place.

By the end of the movie my lap is awash with her juices and I am white

knuckled from the strain of restricting Chloe's movements. She is well

past the point of begging us to let her cum and is moaning incoherently,

tears of frustration rolling down her cheeks.

As the final credits roll I lift her from my lap, feeling my cock snap free

of the tight embrace of her cervix and come to rest at the entrance of her

vagina, I silently count the seconds and on thirty I slam her downwards as

I thrust up into her unresisting body, our bodies coming together with a

wet slap, cunt juice splashing everywhere. Immediately I lift her up and

pull her back down.

It only takes half a dozen of these savage thrusts before her tiny body

goes absolutely rigid and she throws her head back, emitting a piercing

shriek that is fit to wake the dead, as she cums so hard I'm scared she's

going to burst a blood vessel. Over and over the muscles of her abdomen

flex, and her sheath contracts around my intruding shaft milking the cum

from my balls. In great jolting spasms I climax, sending jet after jet of

my semen searing through my cock to splash against the back wall of her

womb.

Mara looks on in awe as her friend begins to thrash in my lap, having to

grab one of her arms as it swings in an uncontrolled arc towards her face.

I slip my fingers between Chloe's labia to capture the rock hard pebble

that is her clit, pinching it between my fingertips and pulling hard,

stretching it away from her body and releasing it with a snap, over and

over again I ravage her swollen clitoris until she falls unconscious, her

body slumping onto my chest and her head lolling on my shoulder.

I don't know how long her orgasm lasted before her body finally goes limp,

but on the TV screen the credits are finished and the trailers are running.

Mara gazes bugeyed at the saturated junction of our bodies, as if she is

unable to believe what she has just witnessed. All she can do is repeat

continuously, "Oh wow! Oh wow!" as her friend slowly recovers.

Drool drips from Chloe's lips as her eyelids tremble then lethargically

open to reveal eyes that stare blankly at the ceiling. Slowly they begin

to track and she groans. She carefully turns to me and her lips work

silently for a while before she is finally able to whisper, "thank you."

Mara slips from the chair to kneel at my feet and look up at her friend as

she asks, "Was that good?" Chloe silently nods and Mara continues, saying,

"I can't wait for Daddy to do that to me."

Chloe's head snaps forwards upon hearing this and she sits up, exclaiming,

"You want your father to fuck you! Wow!" As she moves my softening cock

pulls free and her cervix snaps closed, trapping my semen inside her body.

Shrinking further I slip completely free of her vagina's warm embrace and a

flood of cunt juice gushes into my lap.

With a cry of delight, Mara dives forwards to suck my cock clean, but when

she moves to lap at her friend's swollen pussy, Chloe pushes her away with

groan. Mara shrugs philosophically and rolls her friend aside, to get at

the tasty liquids pooled in the hollows either side of my shrunken cock.

When she lifts her grinning face, the area around her mouth glistens with

Chloe's secretions and her tongue snakes out to clean her lips. I reach

down to pull her up into my lap, and lick her face clean of the juices she

was unable to reach. "Now it's your turn," I inform her, "but let us

retire to the bedroom."

I settle both girls on my hips, struggle to my feet and carry them into my

bedroom then drop them onto the bed. I then jump onto the bed between them

and they laugh as I set them bouncing. Rolling over I wrap my arms around

their tiny bodies and hug them to my sides, kissing the tops of their

heads. I gently drag my fingernails up and down their backs, pushing their

T-shirts up under their arms, feeling them squirm delightfully in my arms,

then slip my hands down to squeeze their cute little bums.

Mara wriggles for a moment then rolls over and sits up, stripping of her

shirt, before lying back down and pulling my hand between her legs, Chloe

however is content to remain snuggled into my side. I tease the outside of

Mara's immature little pussy with soft caressing strokes for a few moments,

then separate the lips to scoop up some of the moisture that has begun to

seep from her opening and transfer it to coat her clit. I gently roll her

little nubbin between my fingertips, feeling it harden in my grasp and

extend to peek from it's protective hood.

The current arrangement of our bodies is somewhat awkward and because I

want to see what I am doing I rise to my knees and move Mara up towards the

head of the bed and lie down between her widespread thighs. Using my

thumbs I separate her baby pussy lips and gaze at the delicate flesh

between them, watching her little clit slowly withdraw into it's protective

hood.

I spend so long just looking at her that Mara raises her self on her elbows

to look at me and say, "Hurry up and make me cum you bastard."

I grin at her and shake my head, enjoying her frustration. When she takes

matters into her own hands and rubs at her pussy, I let her go for a little

while before stopping her and sucking the juice from her fingers, then

settle back to watch her clitoris disappear again. Mara uses her feet to

pull herself down the bed and push her pussy into my face. I let her rub

her crotch over my face until her clit stands up once again then pin her

hips to the mattress and blow a cooling stream of air over her engorged

love button. Mara struggles to increase the stimulation on her pussy, but

only manages to make the bed shake.

By now Chloe has recovered enough to take an interest in the proceedings

and after removing her T-shirt, shifts to lie facing me, with her head

cushioned on Mara's stomach. She grins when she sees what I am doing and

begins to blow in counterpoint to me, so that Mara's clit is hit by our

breath, first from one side and then the other. We keep teasing her in

this fashion for several minutes, letting her frustration increase until

her head and shoulders are bouncing on the bed and her heels drum on my

back.

When I finally dip my head to flick my tongue over the tip of her swollen

purple clit, she bucks her hips so hard that Chloe's head bounces on her

belly, driving a grunt from her as it falls back. Chloe and I return to

blowing across her clit and she, yells at me, "Suck my pussy you bastard."

I smile at Chloe and she grins back at me then puckers up for a kiss. I

shift forwards enough to comply, pressing my chin to Mara's pubic bone,

just above her slit. On top of Mara's quaking body, Chloe and I press our

lips together and entwine our tongues, ignoring the bucking and heaving

body bellow us. A few seconds later Mara manages to get one hand free and

grabs a handful of my hair. She jerks my head up so she can look into my

eyes and menaces me, "If you don't suck me properly, I'm going to rip your

bloody hair out." She then pushes my face into her pussy and holds it

there.

I extend my tongue and with a slow deliberate stroke I drag it from her

glistening little pucker, over her drooling hole and on to rasp over her

plum coloured clitoris. From her lips comes a long drawn out moan which

rises to a shrill squeak as my tongue contacts her pulsating nubbin. I

return my tongue to her tiny arsehole and repeat my oral assault again and

then again. As her breathing becomes quicker and more ragged I place the

ball of my thumb over the opening of her vagina and press inwards, my

intruding digit sinking easily into the hot tight embrace of her oozing

cunt. I tease her rosy little anus with my forefinger until it relaxes and

allows me to slide into her warm, buttery depths.

I pinch the thin membrane separating her arse and vagina between my fingers

and slowly work my fingers in an out of her body, as I nurse gently on her

clit. She begins to buck her hips up at me, trying to force my fingers

deeper inside her body. Just as she is about to tip over the edge I pull

my fingers free of her body, and release her clit. I grin at Chloe, who

grins back and starts blowing, as Mara moans in frustration, continuing to

buck her hips at nothing.

I massage Mara's legs from knee to just below her crotch while I wait for

her to cool down a little. As her breathing shifts to a more regular

pattern I work my finger back into her little rosebud, quickly adding a

second and then a third with surprising ease.

As I look at my fingers working in and out of her I realise that my cock is

not much thicker. "Mara," I say, "I know you want your father to be the

first to fuck you in your pussy, but would you let be fuck your bottom?"

She pushes Chloe off her belly and pulls behind her knees, curling herself

into a ball trying to look at where my fingers are slowly moving in and out

of her body. "Will it hurt?" she asks.

"Not if we go slowly, I've already got three fingers in you and my cock

isn't that much bigger." I reassure her.

"O.K." she agrees, "your fingers feel good, but you have to stop if I says

so."

"Of course." I say, continuing, "Chloe, do you want to get my cock all

slippery?"

I turn onto my side so Chloe can get at my cock, while she slips her lips

over my knob and pushes them down to the root, I continue to move my

fingers in Mara's bottom, keeping her sphincter open. Chloe bobs back and

forth on my rigid member, giving it a generous coating of saliva. Again I

have to push her off me, as she seems determined to bring me off with her

mouth and the tight muscles of her throat.

I pull my fingers from Mara's backside and rise to my knees, a small

quantity of her shit sticks to them so I ask, "Chloe, could you go and get

me a wet cloth, please?" As Chloe scrambles from the bed, I ask Mara to get

onto her hands and knees. She does as I ask, with her little bottom

pointing at me and I lean forwards to dribble some saliva into her open

rectum.

Chloe returns and while I'm cleaning my hand, she pushes her head in front

of me to revive my softening cock, this time she pulls back as soon as I am

fully hard. As I place my hands on Mara's hips, separating her buttocks and

holding her steady. Chloe takes me in hand, aiming my penis at the opening

between her friends buttocks, as I shuffle forwards on my knees. Chloe

holds my shaft steady, placing my glans against Mara's puckered opening. I

push forwards but her anal sphincter resists my entry and my glans flattens

against it.

"Relax Mara," I say, "push with you muscles like you are doing number

twos."

I push forwards again as I feel her anus opening up around the tip of my

cock, very slowly my knob forces it's way into Mara's body. Her arsehole

is almost painfully tight on me, but I continue to make headway slowly.

Finally the flare of my glans pops inside and another inch or so follows

with a rush before I can stop and Mara squeaks a soft, "Ouch!"

"Are you all right?" I ask, concerned.

"Uh huh," she says, "just wait a minute while I get used to it. God I feel

so stretched." A short time later she nods her head, saying, "O.K. keep

going."

Chloe leaves go of my shaft and sits back on her heels to watch as I

carefully pull backwards until my glans catches against her sphincter then

slowly push forwards, sinking nearly half of my cock into the tight,

buttery, warmth of Mara's anal passage. Her head hangs between her arms

and she breathes in short sharp pants as she takes a short rest, letting

her intestines get used to the intrusion.

She lifts her head and groans as she resumes pushing back against me, three

quarters of my prick disappearing between her buttocks before I drag to a

halt. Hunching my back I pull back a little, while I work up a good gob of

spit and drool it onto the point where my tumescent cock penetrates her

obscenely stretched arsehole. As my saliva dribbles around my member I

slowly push forwards into the tight, hot, depths of her colon until my

balls come to rest against her pussy. "How do you feel Mara?" I ask.

"Full." she says, then giggles, "I feel like I've got to take the biggest

poop, ever. Can you just leave it there for a minute? It feels so good."

While we wait I reach underneath her, to play with her clitoris, gently

pinching and pulling on it. She moans as my fingers touch her and a few

moments later her hips begin to rock back and forth, her sphincter griping

so tightly around my cock that her skin tents outward before an inch or so

of my shaft slips free, then follows my cock inwards as she pushes back

onto me.

As her arsehole relaxes, the length and tempo of her thrusts increase until

she has half of my cock plowing in and out of her arse and my finger looses

contact with her clit. I lift my hands her hips and gently still her

motions, as I take control, pumping with slow, careful strokes between her

quivering butt cheeks.

Chloe rises to her knees and waddles over the quaking mattress to rest her

head in the small of Mara's back. Her jaw works for a moment and she

begins to dribble slippery spit, from the corner of her mouth into the

valley between her friend's pale, white buttocks.

As the slick fluid flows around my pistoning prick, I lengthen my thrusts

until I am driving the entire length of my cock into the tiny child,

crouched before me, my balls slapping wetly against her swollen pussy lips.

With each of my, almost brutal, thrusts, her head flies back and an excited

squeak is forced from her slack lips.

Chloe's head slips from Mara's back under the influence of my pounding

movements, so she rolls over onto her back and wriggles underneath her

friend, positioning herself with her head between our legs and her pussy

under Mara's thrashing head. As I pull back I look down and see Chloe

extend her tongue and drag it from Mara's swollen clitoris, between her

engorged labia, along my cock shaft and onto my swaying balls. Mara

shrieks with pleasure as her friends mobile lips return to suck on the tiny

nubbin of sensitive flesh that is her clitoris.

I lean forwards as I force myself back into Mara's clenching rectum, and

support myself on my hands. I look over Mara's shoulder as she dips her

head to cover Chloe's entire mound with her mouth. I imagine her busy

tongue flickering over Chloe's hard, little button and driving into her

slick, little cunt. Lower down Chloe licks my balls then sucks them both

into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth, releasing them with a slurp as I

pull back, withdrawing until only my glans remains lodged in Mara's tight

little bottom. I rest a few seconds then thrust forwards, driving home

with such force that I knock her flat, her lips pulling free of Chloe's

mound with a wet, kissing sound.

Rather than lifting her back onto her knees, I slip my hand under her belly

to support her as I shuffle backwards and lower her to lie flat on top of

her friend, her face pressed between Chloe's raised thighs as Chloe's lips

and tongue seek and find her own oozing love tunnel. I move my legs

between Mara's and fuck her with long, hard strokes, my nuts bouncing off

Chloe's nose as her upraised legs prevent Mara from sliding down her sweat

slick body, every time my crotch slaps against Mara's upturned buttocks she

grunts into her friends bucking pelvis.

As I pound my rock hard fuck stick into Mara's pre-pubescent body, I feel

Chloe's hands grasp my buttocks and a tiny finger probes at my clenching

arsehole, rubbing in small teasing circles around the rim. Her feathery

touch excites me to new heights and I go into overdrive, my knob swelling

as I brutally stab my rampant prick into Mara's tortured arsehole.

Beneath me her body stiffens then shudders and my cock drives home in a

stop, start motion as the tight ring of muscles surrounding my prick,

alternately clench and relax, as she climaxes, her staccato cries, pulsing

into her friend's overheated gash. The sensation these rapidly repeated

outbursts bring to Chloe's straining clit are enough to send her over the

edge and her softer cries stimulate Mara to fresh heights. At the same

time as she begins cumming, Chloe drives her finger home in my arse and the

tip punches into my prostrate, triggering my own massive climax.

Our bodies are connected together like some incredible sexual amplifier and

as each jet of my sperm sears it's way from my balls through my adamantine

shaft, to where Mara feels it splash within her receptive bowels, her

cries rise in volume. This in turn stimulates Chloe to yelp louder into

her friends drooling cunt, as she withdraws then drives her finger back

home against my aching prostrate. Even after I ceases to spasm deep inside

Mara's tiny bottom, their cries continue to drive each other higher and

higher, until finally Mara crashes and her young body goes limp beneath me.

As Mara's cries cease to stimulate her, Chloe's own cries become rapid

panting gasps, that slowly subside into a more normal pattern of breathing.

I am barely able to prevent myself collapsing and crushing their small

bodies but I am loath to pull my still firm cock from Mara's unconscious

body. Instead I wait for her to recover enough to help me roll over onto

my back, while keeping her impaled on my cock. Her sphincter grips me

tight enough to prevent the blood from leaving my prick. As I lay there

with her cuddled to my belly I feel a familiar tickling sensation and have

an incredibly nasty idea.

"Mara," I say, "I need to pee and I want to do something really naughty and

fun."

"What's that?" she asks, her curiosity piqued.

"Can I pee inside your bottom?" I ask, hesitantly.

"Oooh, that is nasty." Chloe's says.

At almost the same time, Mara asks, "Wouldn't that be messy?"

"Probably, but we can sit on the toilet together and then when I'm done you

con just slip in between my legs."

"O.K. let's do it." she agrees, eagerly.

I Clasp her to me with one arm and slip my other hand between her legs,

both to help support her weight and to uses a finger tip to keep my cock in

her arse. I carefully work my way to the edge of the bed and Chloe helps me

sit up, then stand. She follows us, giggling at my undignified waddle, as

I make my way to the littlest room.

I sit on the seat and spread Mara's thighs so that she straddles me. The

sensations brought about by Mara's tight arse on my cock as I walked and

the though of what I'm about to do make it impossible for me to piss and I

have to wait a minute, silently going through the times tables. Finally I

relax enough to continue and send a short spurt of my hot urine, boiling

into Mara's bowels.

"Oooh, I can feel it going inside me! It's all tingly." she exclaims, then

orders, "Rub my clitty."

I'm happy to comply and as I send another spurt of warm pee into her body,

I begin to play with her clit, rolling it between my fingertips and pulling

it away from her body. As I stimulate her clit I continue to release my

scalding pee, in short jets, into her seven year old guts.

Just as I pulse the last of my urine into her, she cums on my fingers and I

have to hold her tight, as she writhes, squealing, in my lap. Under my

hand her belly is pushed outwards with my pee and as she recovers, Mara

looks down at where my hand caresses her bulging tummy. "It looks like I'm

going to have a baby." she giggles and pushes her hand under mine.

"let me see?" says Chloe and places her hand beside Mara's. She giggles as

she feels the rumbles of her friend's churning guts, saying, "Oooh I can

feel him kicking."

Both Mara and I giggle when she says this and my cock begins to slip from

Mara's arse. Fearing a rather messy accident, I get Chloe to lift Mara's

legs as I spread my own and straddle the bowl, moving backwards to sit

right on the back of the seat with the sharp edges of the hinge biting into

my buttocks. I'm just in time and lift Mara forwards, as my rapidly

wilting member slips free. A mixture of shit, piss and cum, literally

falls from her gaping arsehole, to splash in the bowl beneath us and she

gives an immense sigh of relief as her bowels empty themselves in a rush.

When it is over I lift her to her feet and she bends forwards as I grab a

wad of paper and gently swab her bottom clean. "I think we need another

shower." I say, with a laugh and gather her up in my arms for the short

walk to the bathroom. Behind us the toilet flushes and Chloe comes out

holding her nose.

Mara giggles at her friend, as I set her down and adjust the water

temperature until it is lukewarm. Together we step under the soothing

spray and as it getting late I quickly sponge the residue of our sexplay

from their tiny bodies, though I do pay careful attention to Mara's little

bum, marvelling as I watch her anus continue to close up, until I wonder

how I got my cock into such a tiny opening.

"How does it feel?" I ask her, as I gently run the soapy cloth between her

little bum cheeks.

"Sore," she replies, "but it's a nice sore." and takes the cloth from my

hand, motioning for me to kneel down as she rinses the cloth clean.

When they would make a game of washing me clean, I stop them saying, "No

more of that, it's getting late and you should be in bed."

They both pout at me and Mara calls me a "Meanie." but they do as I say and

I'm soon as squeaky clean as them.

We step from the shower and quickly towel each other dry, as I ask, "Do you

two want to sleep together in my bed?"

They both nod enthusiastically, though Chloe asks, "Where will you sleep?"

"Oh I'll sleep in Mara's bed." I answer, airily, although I expect to join

Sherry for at least part of the night.

I hurry them along to the bedroom and help them back into their oversized

T-shirts and tuck them into bed. They ask me to join them, but when I

glance at the clock I refuse, "No way, it's after ten o'clock, you were

supposed to be in bed over an hour ago. If I stay, we'll probably still be

awake when Sherry comes home. And then where would we be?"

Chloe gives a shudder at the thought of being caught fucking, while Mara

just grins at me wickedly from behind her friend. I kiss them thoroughly

good night and leave the room, grabbing my trackie daks from beside the

armchair and slipping them on. I recover my book from out on the deck and

settle down in the kitchen with it, as I wait for Sherry to come home.

Half an hour later I look in on the girls and find them fast asleep,

embracing in the 69 position. I smile to myself and thinking that Sherry

will enjoy the sight when she comes home.

 

 

Chapter 17 - CHLOE'S STORY.

 

Some time later I am woken by the sound of a key in the lock of the front

door and lift my head from the table to look up blearily as Sherry comes

home. "Hi Geoff, how were the kids? Any trouble?" she asks as she comes

into the Kitchen and deposits her keys and bag on the table.

"They were great, no trouble at all." I say, continuing, "We do have to

talk though."

"Hang on a sec while I go and pee." she tells me, as she hurries into the

toilet. Returning a few minutes later with a strange look on her face.

"Can you tell me how your clothes managed to get in the middle of the girls

clothes in the bathroom?"

"Uh, that's part of what I wanted to talk to you about." I say.

"Don't tell me. You managed to seduce and corrupt another little girl.

Right?" she guesses.

"Well not exactly," I reply, "Chloe was corrupted, if you want to call it

that, more than two years ago by her big brother."

"Huh, would you care to explain that remark?"

"Well it happened like this. When we were playing Ludo before lunch, the

girls were sitting with their legs crossed and after a while of rocking

back and forth their knickers started to show. There was some thing about

Chloe that I couldn't quite work out until I realised that she didn't have

a slit like a little girl but a fair sized gap between her pussy lips.

"As for Mara her knickers had shifted to one side and half her pussy was

out in the open air. Chloe noticed this and pointed it out to Mara, then

asked about the bruises, Mara of course said they were from having her

cherry popped. Chloe didn't ask what that meant, instead she began to ask

if Mara had had sex. Mara explained about the log, and I distracted them

back to the game as I thought the conversation had gone far enough.

"I guess it was then that I began to suspect that Chloe wasn't as innocent

as she looked."

"I would have thought that it would be painfully obvious, when she asked

Mara if she had fucked." Sherry says.

"No she never said that. You wouldn't have understood, unless you knew

what she was talking about."

"Oh! So what happened after that?" she asks.

"Lunch." I say and grin at her. Dodging as she aims a punch at me.

"Smart arse!" she says, "You know what I mean. What happened when I was

out this afternoon?"

"Very little actually," I reply, "They played dressups as you know and

tried to make me judge. I managed dodge that one, but when they came out

dressed in your old mini-dresses and frightful makeup jobs I couldn't help

myself and started laughing. Mara got mad and stripped off, she stood

there in her knickers and challenged me to do better. That's when I did

the Islander and Indian costumes.

"After that we went swimming until the tide turned. When we got under the

shower on the beach, they both stripped of their bathers and I saw that

Chloe really did have a big gap between her pussy lips. I took off my own

shorts without thinking about it and that's when Chloe let the cat out of

the bag by saying that I was bigger than her brother. Mara asked when she

had seen her brother and Chloe started to get upset, saying, 'I'm not

supposed to tell.' and bursting into tears.

"By then it was obvious that she had been having sex with her brother. I

managed to get her calmed down and questioned her about it, as I was afraid

her brother had been hurting her. Although she didn't tell me how it all

started, she did make it obvious that she really loved her brother and that

she liked playing around with him.

"When I got to asking if they had oral sex, it was Mara's turn to let the

cat out of the bag, saying, 'it tastes good, doesn't it?' Chloe put two

and two together and figured out that Mara and I had been fooling around,

and she asked if I had fucked Mara yet. Mara said 'no', turned the

question back and Chloe told us she had been fucking since she was five.

"After that, there didn't seem to be much more to say, so I promised that I

would keep her secret and we came back up to the house."

"Wow, only five years old." Sherry whispers to herself and squirms in her

seat, obviously excited by the thought. She then asks, "If you promised

not to say anything, then why are you telling me all this now?"

I answer, "Because I later found out that while her brother was always

gentle and loving with her, he wouldn't always take no for an answer. I

figured that as she got older she would start to resent this and major

problems would occur. In fact, as we were talking about sexual ethics at

the time, I figured that the problems would start as soon as she got home.

"The only two answers to this that I could think of were to either tell her

mother or the police about it, thereby loosing her, her big brother, whom

she loved so much."

Sherry interrupts, saying forcefully, "No that's NOT an option." I'm

surprised by her vehemence and she replies to my questioning look, "Go on

I'll explain later."

I look at her a moment longer and continue, "The other option, and the only

one that I really considered was to find an adult who would stand up for

her. You were the logical and only choice as I'll be gone in a week and it

has to be somebody who is around all the time and who can be trusted to

keep her secret. So I convinced Chloe that you would help her to stand up

to her brother, and she agreed to me telling you."

"So how did you convince her? Did you tell her about my involvement with

you and Mara?"

"No," I reply, "She only knows about me and Mara, though she does know that

Mara want's Carl to be the first to fuck her in the pussy. I just talked

fast until she agreed to my telling you."

"Uh Huh. So what did you really get up to this evening."

"Well we went and got the movie, you would have loved their first choice,

they thought they were getting something like the Muppets." I say, and let

it hang for a moment.

"Oh?" she says, then, "OH! you don't mean...?" and breaks off laughing.

"Yep. Meet the Feebles." I laugh back at her.

"That would have been an educational experience." she giggles, "So what did

you get?"

"The Muppet Movie." I answer, then muse, "I think we'll have to watch it

again as Chloe missed the last half hour or so."

"Oh?" Sherry raises her eyebrows.

"I'll get to that later." I tell her and go on to tell her about the rest

of the evening. She laughs at her daughter's misfortune when I tell her

about the pizza grease on my hands.

I'm not sure how Sherry will react to my introducing her daughter to

watersports, as I tell her hesitantly about getting Mara to pee in my

mouth. I needn't have worried, as Sherry cums on her fingers immediately

and staggers to her feet. Dragging me towards her bedroom, she tells me

that wet sex is one of her favourite kinks and she hadn't said anything

because she had been afraid that it would turn me and Mara off. I steer

her to one side and we peek into my bedroom. Sherry gasps at the sight of

the two little girls on the bed, they have moved a little but it is obvious

what they have been doing as they still lie head to tail, and their shirts

are raised enough to expose their naked cunnies, which still show signs of

their earlier love making.

Sherry's hand has slipped once more between her legs, and an obscene

squelching sound emanates from her crotch as her fingers dig forcefully at

her overheated gash. I pull her from the door and lead her into her own

bedroom. While Sherry hurries to remove her clothing, I drop my pants to

the floor and wait beside the bed, with my cock standing at half mast as I

watch her frantic motions, her knickers falling with a wet splat to the

bare floorboards. With the last of her clothing off, Sherry shoves me

backwards to fall on the bed and dives for my crotch, inhaling my prick and

swallowing until the glans pops into her throat. When I am fully hard she

bobs her head up and down twice more and climbs up to straddle my hips.

She reaches underneath herself and fists my bloated member, holding it

upright as she lowers herself to capture the tip in the entrance to her

saturated cunt. Satisfied, she removes her hand and drops down onto my

cock impaling herself in one swift motion, hissing through clenched teeth

as my rock hard shaft spears into her body and we actually fuck for the

first time.

There is no finesse to her actions as she rapidly pumps up and down on top

of me and I am glad that I have already cum twice that evening as her

frantic motions soon get me caught up in her excitement and I lift my hips

to match her downward thrusts as I reach up to knead her bobbing tits. She

cums hard as I viciously squeeze her erect nipples, biting her lower lip to

keep from screaming out in ecstasy and waking the girls.

I pull down on her shoulders and lift my head to suck hard on her tits,

swirling my tongue around her hard nubbins and soothing them. As her

excitement rises once more is start to chew gently on first one then the

other and when her orgasm is imminent I bite down hard on her right nipple,

sending her crashing over the brink, a muffled scream escaping her lips.

Eventually, I can hold back no longer and place my hands on her hips,

jerking her up and down faster and faster as my cock swells more and more.

Finally I pull her down into my lap as my cum boils from my balls and burns

it's way through my cock. Sherry climaxes for a third time as she feels my

cock jerking inside her, she bites her lip so hard that I see a trickle of

blood run down her chin and I pump her spasming cunt full of my seed.

Exhausted she collapses forwards to lie on my chest and asks me to continue

with my story.

"Oh that poor girl." she giggles, her cunt twitching on my softening cock,

as I tell her how Mara and I kept Chloe on the edge of orgasm for so long

and that was why we would have to watch the movie again. She massages me

with her internal muscles as I describe the rapid conclusion of that fuck

and life begins to return to my poor cock.

When I tell her about taking her daughters anal cherry she begins to rotate

her hips in small circles as she continues to squeeze on my hardening cock.

By the time I finish my recital by describing our triple climax Sherry has

sat up on my lap is slowly sliding up and down on my shaft, which I has

returned to a steel like rigidity.

Sherry lifts herself from me and lets my cock fall with a wet slap to my

belly as flood of our combined juices gushes into my already saturated lap.

"I want you to fuck my arse now. Hard." she tells me as she crawls into the

middle of the bed.

I roll over with a mock groan to crawl up behind her and position my knob

against her puckered anus. When I begin to slowly push against her she

says, "No! Ram it into me. I want to really feel you slam home."

I comply with her wishes and pull harder on her hips, and as her arsehole

dilates around my intruding glans, I pull back savagely as I thrust

forwards, burying my entire shaft in her bowels, in one brutal stroke. She

grunts in pain as I slam home, then says through clenched teeth, "Now, fuck

me hard, really give it to me."

Nothing loath, I pull back and slam forwards driving another grunt from her

body as my belly slaps wetly against her buttocks. The clenched muscles of

her anal passage soon relax and I begin to move more freely within the

tight confines of her rectum and I'm able to take my hands from her hips.

"Yesss!" she hisses as I reach underneath her to her swaying breasts,

viciously squeezing her nipples and brutally stretching her them away from

her body. "Oh, fuck yess, harder! HARDER!" She cries, and tries to

support herself on one hand as the other reaches between her legs to maul

her oozing cunt and engorged clit.

It takes only a few seconds before she cums, her arsehole squeezing on my

pistoning shaft twice before her arm buckles and she falls forwards,

pulling free of my cock. I raise her from the bed by shoving four fingers

into her still spasming arse, and lifting, sliding three pillows under her

belly before sinking my rigid member through her slack sphincter into the

buttery depths of her colon.

Leaning forwards, I grab her tits and brutally hammer her arse, driving her

body towards another climax as I maul her small, conical breasts. Each of

my pounding thrusts driving a half grunt, half squeal between her lips. My

own excitement rises as I continue to piston my cock within her rumbling

bowels, and my balls ache as they draw up and labour to produce yet another

wad of jism. Finally her sphincter clenches around my shaft and collapse

on top of her as I pulse a few tired dribbles of cum into her spasming

arsehole.

Sherry rests for a few moments, then heaves her shoulders and rolls me from

her body and rolling over herself to rest her head on my shoulder. "Oh

fuck!" She groans, "That was good! So was that all you and the girls did,

or is there more?"

"Well there's just one more thing, but I'm not sure if you are ready to

hear it." I tease her.

She grabs my balls and gives them a warning squeeze, "Tell me!" she hisses,

"And it better not be that you fucked her pussy or these come off, I want

to be there when THAT happens."

I mock cringe and hurriedly say, "No of course not, she's saving that for

her daddy, it's nothing really."

Another squeeze, "Tell me!"

"All right! O.K. already! I just gave her a piss enema, when I finished

fucking her tight little butt."

"You what?" She yelps, "Oh that is so hot. I want you to do that to me

right now."

"Well my bladder is ready, but there's just one teansy weansy problem." I

say, indicating my shrunken penis.

"Your right it is teansy." She says and releases my nuts to contemptuously

flick my flaccid prick, "But we can soon fix that." and turns to take my

slimy member into her hot mouth. The nastiness of her action, combined

with her expert oral technique, soon has my cock stirring and my glans

slipping into her tight throat. Satisfied that I'm hard enough, she lifts

her head to ask, "How do we stop making a mess?"

"Well Mara and I did it on the toilet." I answer.

"Then what are we waiting for let's go." she says, scrambling from the bed

and dragging me by the cock after her.

In the toilet I take my place on the throne and Sherry kneels before me to

give my cock one last lick before rising and turning to impale herself on

my standing shaft. She plays with her tits, while I fondle her clit as I

pulse my warm pee into her quivering bowels. As I run out of piss I drive

three fingers into her cunt and pinch hard on her clit. She rewards me by,

cumming forcefully, the muscles of her cunt and arse squeezing hard on my

fingers and cock. As her climax subsides she cuts looses with a flood of

scalding pee into my cupped hand.

Without stimulation I am unable to maintain my hardon, and I push Sherry

forwards as I spread my legs. A second later my cock slips free and her

bowels empty with an obscene, wet, farting sound into the bowl beneath us.

With weak knees she stands and wipes her arse, as I get up and press the

button.

"Three showers in one night, that's got to be a new record." I joke as I

support her into the bathroom and leave her leaning on the vanity unit as I

adjust the shower to be as hot as I can stand. We are both so exhausted,

that all we do is stand under the water and let it rinse the sweat from our

bodies as the heat revives us. A few minutes later, somewhat recovered I

pick up the soap and washcloth and wipe down Sherry's body, then stand

while she returns the favour. Out from under the hot water we towel

ourselves dry and go into kitchen where the relatively cool air finishes

reviving us.

Sherry puts the kettle on and we sit naked at the table while we wait for

it to boil. "O.K. why isn't telling Chloe's mother an option with her

problem? You said you'd tell me later."

"Well, where to start? Did you know Chloe's father was dead?" Sherry asks

me.

"Well I knew he wasn't around, but nothing else." I say, "What's that got

to do with it?"

"Everything," Sherry says, "Pauline, that's Chloe's mother, got pregnant

with Ken, her brother, just before she turned sixteen, and her family and

Jerry's (that's Chloe's and Ken's father) forced them to marry only a week

after her birthday, not a very good beginning, but all in all their

marriage was O.K., they were civil to each other even if there was little

love between them.

"Unfortunately less than a month after Chloe was conceived Jerry was killed

in a road accident. The other driver was a big name in tourism and drunk.

Rather than be dragged through the courts, he paid up without a whimper,

actually setting up a trust fund for Ken that paid a very generous income

to Pauline until Ken turned eighteen, at which point the fund was turned

over to him. When he learned of Pauline's pregnancy, god knows how, he

added to the fund and Pauline got another twelve years of support.

Probably the only reason she didn't terminate her pregnancy.

"With her future assured, Pauline decided to catch up on the life she had

missed due to her early marriage. Ken was old enough to look after

himself, so she more or less just left him to his own devices and started

partying. Even when she found out she was pregnant, she kept it up, right

up to the sixth month, though I will say this for her. Pauline was

reasonably responsible and didn't drink during her pregnancy." The kettle

boils at this point and Sherry gets up to make drinks for us.

When she returns to the table she hands me my tea, and sits down, turning

her own cup in her hands, as she looks at me through the rising steam and

continues her tale. "Pauline resented her confinement during the last

trimester, as she had become accustomed to her new lifestyle and two weeks

after Chloe's birth, Pauline left the kids with a babysitter and was back,

out on the town. Six months later, when he turned twelve, Ken became the

babysitter and has been mother, father, big brother and apparently lover,

to Chloe ever since.

"He was the one who would drop her off at creche on his way to school and

pick her up on the way home. Two years ago when she started school it was

the same story and he added making sure she had everything she needed for

school and cutting her lunch to his duties. And since he got his licence

he also does all of the shopping and pretty much everything else.

"Pauline makes sure that they have plenty of money, all their material

needs seen to, cooks their tea and pays for a housekeeper to come in three

times a week, but beyond that has almost nothing to do with her own

children." Sherry concludes her sad tale.

"So you see that telling Pauline would be the worst thing to do. At best

she would feel incredibly guilty for neglecting her children, kick Ken out

and try to take over the raising of a daughter who hates her guts for

driving out the only person who loved her. And more likely, as she is so

self centred, she would just turn the whole problem over to the authorities

as her available income would increase. Ken would be placed in a youth

training center, and Chloe would be shunted from one foster home to another

for the next ten years or so."

"Wouldn't she just leave things go on as they have been?" I ask, "After all

that's the easiest course of action. Do nothing and hope the problem goes

away."

"That's highly unlikely." Sherry answers, "Pauline is, in her own way, a

devout Catholic. I think she uses it as a salve for her guilt about

leaving her children to fend for themselves. At the moment she can party

all week and be forgiven on Sunday, but if she found out about her

children's sexual involvement, she would feel forced to take some action on

it.

"No I think you did the right thing in convincing her to trust me. I'm

familiar with their home situation and I'm now, thanks to you, sympathetic

to their incestuous relationship. Tomorrow, uh today, when Ken comes to

pick her up, we'll all sit down with him, and talk it through. As for now,

it's after three o'clock and we should be getting some sleep."

Sherry takes my mug and rinses it and hers in the sink and heads for her

room. I go with her to recover my pants, but when I turn to leave she

shoves me onto the bed and invites me to sleep with her.

"What about Chloe?" I protest.

"What about her." Sherry replies, "I think we'll have to reveal everything

if we are to convince Ken to really trust us."

"In that case," I say, as I crawl under the covers and hold them back,

"come here, there's something I want to try. That is, if you can get enough

lead into my pencil to do it."

Sherry crawls in beside and giggles, "That sound's like a challenge, but

I'm really too tired to fuck."

"I don't want to fuck you." I reply, "Well actually I do, but I'm too tired

as well. All I want to do, is try sleeping with my cock inside you."

"Well, in that case, come here." she giggles as she dives under the sheets

to engulf my cock with her warm, wet mouth.

"The hour or so since my last cum, has rested me enough that Sherry's

expert lips and tongue have no difficulty in getting my cock to stand up

and salute her. Once I am hard, she releases me and emerges from under the

covers. She lies on her side with her back towards me and I cuddle up to

her, cupping her breast as she guides my spit slick, pecker into her tight

love canal and gives me a little squeeze with her internal muscles as she

whispers, "Good night" to me.

"G'night." I mumble back and before my erection can even begin to wilt I'm

asleep.

***

Early the next morning, I'm woken by giggles from the doorway and I'm

pleased to notice that my morning hardon is still ensconced in Sherry's,

now dry, vagina. I crack one eye and look over Sherry's shoulder to where

the girls are peeking through the open door.

"Do you think they did it?" Chloe half whispers to Mara.

"Of course silly, look his pants are on the floor." Mara replies in the

same low tones.

"So are your mother's and look they're wet, it looks like she peed in

them." Chloe giggles.

"No it's not, I bet it's just pussy juice. I dare you to go and see."

"I can't," Chloe protests, "what if they wake up?"

"Chicken," Mara taunts in reply, "I double dare you."

Chloe reddens at this insult and creeps across the floor and disappears

below my line of sight, presumably to examine Sherry's knickers. "Eeeew

yuck!" her voice rises from beside the bed, "They're slimy like a fish. I

dare YOU to come and touch them."

Mara is moving before Chloe finishes speaking and she too, disappears from

sight. "Wow! They're soaking, Mummy must have really been horny."

I carefully raise myself onto my elbow and look down on where their head

are bent over Sherry's pile of discarded clothing. A few seconds later

Chloe raises her head and sees me looking at her. She squeaks in a mixture

of fear and surprise as she falls backwards to land on her bottom. Mara

looks up when she hears her friend's outcry and she too squeaks but manages

to retain her balance. Like rabbits caught by a spotlight they freeze,

their eyes locked on mine.

Sherry breaks the impasse by muttering, "Will you two either get on the bed

so we can fuck you; or go away so we can get back to sleep."

As soon as Sherry begins to speak Mara scuttles for the door, leaving her

friend to face the music alone. She stops as she hears what her mother is

saying and with a delighted shout, rushes the bed and rips the covers off.

Chloe's eyes nearly pop from her head as she sees my cock half buried in

Sherry's pussy.

Sherry laughs at Chloe's stunned expression and pulls herself off my cock

as she rises to a sitting position. Mara immediately jumps onto the bed

and climbs into her mother's lap. I sit up facing them and motion Chloe to

join me. Silently she clambers onto the bed and into my lap, her eyes

never, for a moment, leaving Mara and Sherry.

Sherry laughs again and says, "I think we better explain to Chloe before

her eyeballs dry out."

Chloe shakes her head and presumably blinks, as Mara and I laugh at

Sherry's joke and a few seconds later she uncertainly joins in.

"It's all right Chloe." Sherry reassures her, "Geoff told me about you and

Ken last night and I want to help you. We're all going to help you keep

your secret, because you see I have the same secret myself, I like to have

sex with Mara too. We're just going to make sure that Ken understands that

sometimes you don't feel like making love with him and he shouldn't force

you."

Chloe looks disbelievingly at Mara, who says her piece, "It's true, I came

into the house two days ago and found them fucking on Geoff's bed. I said

I wanted to see them doing it and they let me play with them." She then

throws me an accusing look, "I never did see them fucking properly though."

her expression brightens, as she continues, "But it doesn't really matter

now, I've seen you and Geoff and he's fucked my bum too." Suddenly she

clams up, afraid she has said to much.

"It's O.K.," her mother reassures her, "I know about that and everything

that happened last night. And I know what happened in the back of the

truck and down on the beach too."

"Everything?" Mara is a little incredulous, "Even him peeing in my bottom?"

"That too, was it fun?"

"Oh yes, it made me have a really good orgasm, but it was kind of messy

afterwards, like when you use the hot water bottle when I can't poo."

"I know, he did it to me too and I had a good cum too." Sherry grins down

at her daughter, "Why don't you keep telling Chloe about what happened that

day, she'll understand better if you say it."

I cuddle Chloe in my lap as she silently follows the conversation, still to

stunned to say anything herself.

Mara continues, "Well mummy told me how to suck Geoff's cock and then I

played with her pussy and then fucked her with my whole arm until she had

so many orgasms she fell asleep. After that I sucked on Geoff's cock for a

long time, Mummy kept on stopping him from squirting until there was so

much sperm it came out my nose and he fell asleep. Then they licked all

over me and they wouldn't let me cum, like we did to you last night, until

when they did it was so good that I fell asleep.

"When I woke up, mummy tried to make Geoff fuck me but he wouldn't, because

I want my Daddy to do it first. And now they're going to help me get Daddy

to fuck me." she finishes.

"I still don't know we're going to manage that miracle, he's so protective

of his little girl." Sherry laments.

"I don't know," I say, "It might be easier than you think. When he came in

to tell me to take good care of you and kiss Mara goodbye, she jumped into

his arms and his finger slipped between her pussy lips. He didn't take it

out and he started to get hard as Mara wriggled on it."

"Really and truly! Daddy got stiff for me?" she squeaks, "Goody. He's got

such a big penis, much longer than Geoff's" she informs Chloe.

For the first time since I surprised her this morning, Chloe shows some

sign of animation. "Really? It must be huge, I want to fuck him too."

"It is, but he's my daddy so I get him first, then you can fuck him."

Sherry looks on smiling as two seven year old little girls decide how they

are going to share her husband. "Don't you think you should ask me first?"

she says, "After all he is my husband. Now why don't we go and get some

breakfast and then I'll see what I can find in my 'Felix' bag here." She

dislodges Mara and reaches under the bed to pulls out a black Gladstone

bag. Mara tries to open the bag and see what's inside, but Sherry

restrains her with a laugh, "After breakfast." and shoos her daughter off

the bed.

I lift Chloe to the floor and we all head for the kitchen. When Mara sees

that Sherry and I are not putting any clothes on she discards her T-shirt

with a whoop of delight and prances naked up to the table. Chloe looks a

little scared, but when I say she can keep hers on if she wants to, she

takes a deep breath and discards hers too.

Sherry gives the girls half a cup of sultanas each to munch on while she

and I perform our morning ablutions. We return to find Chloe half

reclining, supported by her arms, on the table in front of Mara, who is

poking sultanas into her friend's vagina then sucking them out.

"Mara Lauren Hardy!" Sherry says, mock sternly, "How many times have I told

you not to play with your food?"

Both girls jump at the sound of Sherry's voice, Chloe looking a little

scared as they turn towards us, but they quickly relax when they see our

grins. "But they taste better this way." Mara grins back at her mother,

"You want some?"

"You betcha!" Sherry replies, "Get up on the table and feed me."

I move to take Mara's seat, which is warm from her hot, little bottom and a

trifle damp and Mara climbs up on the table beside her friend. I reach for

the cup and grab a handful of sultanas and poke three just inside, the

entrance to Chloe's vagina. Once inserted I ignore them, concentrating on

the fleshy protuberance, of similar size, at the top of her mound. Almost

immediately Chloe's bottom leaves the table and she presses her cunny

firmly against my lips.

Beside me Sherry has pushed her sultanas in too far and out of the corner

of my eye I she her digging around inside her daughter's squirming body

with a finger, trying to recover them. As she find's each one she counts

it off and bites it in half, feeding the piece in her hand to Mara. This

looks like fun, so I do it myself, pushing a finger inside Chloe and

driving the sultanas deeper.

With my tongue flickering over her clit, I move my finger around inside her

slick passage, ostensibly probing for the lost fruit. As I do so, I notice

her breath catch as my knuckle rubs against the upper/front surface of her

vagina and I remember the reaction I had gotten from Katy and Lena, when I

massaged the same spot.

Giving up all pretence of searching for the sultanas, I turn my hand over

and insert a second finger beside the first. I making a beckoning motion

inside her tight sheath, pressing firmly upwards with my fingertips.

Almost immediately Chloe's breathing speeds up and becomes rapid as she

quickly approaches orgasm. And when I return my lips to her clit and suck

hard, the double assault becomes too much, every muscle in her body tenses

and her mouth opens in a silent scream. Her head bounces on the surface of

the table as her hands go from beneath her, but she does not even notice as

I continue to suck on her clit and massage her vaginal wall.

For more than half a minute she continues to cum, not stopping until I

still my fingers and release her rock hard clit, as I feel the clenching of

her abdominal muscles weaken. I leave my fingers inside her, but keep them

still, as I look up and watch her features relax and her body go limp. I

can see her chest visibly moving with the strength of her rapid heart beat.

Her eyes are open but she does not move as her breathing and pulse returns

to normal. Beside us Mara and Sherry have stilled their own activity, as

they look on Mara in awe, and Sherry with a knowing grin.

Finally, Chloe moves and struggles to a sitting position, She rubs the back

of her head and says "Ow!"

Chloe's comment breaks the stasis, and Mara speaks, "Wow! That was

awesome. What did he do?"

"I think I can guess." says Sherry, "What did it feel like, Chloe?"

"At first it felt like I had to pee really bad then everything just went

white and I couldn't feel anything except what was happening down there."

she says as she waves vaguely at her groin. "I didn't even feel my head

hit the table."

"I thought so." Sherry says, explaining, "There's a place inside your

vagina that can make you cum really hard when it's rubbed, it's called the

G-spot. A G-spot orgasm feels really good, but it makes you cum so hard

that you are very tired afterwards."

"And hungry too." Chloe interjects.

Sherry laughs, "Yes, and hungry. I better get breakfast started."

"What about me?", Mara plaintively asks her mother's retreating back, "I

want my G-spot rubbed too."

"After breakfast. Chloe needs to eat." Sherry tells her daughter firmly

as she measures out the oatmeal.

"Oh I almost forgot." I say and Chloe giggles as I recover the sultanas

from Chloe's creamy snatch, handing one each to the girls as I consume the

third delicious morsel.

Chloe slides from the table into my lap, trapping my rock had penis

underneath herself, so that it lies between her still swollen labia, like a

hotdog in a bun. She rocks her hips back and forth a few times then lifts

herself until my knob rests against the entrance to her vagina, then lowers

herself downwards, my cock sliding easily into her body, barely pausing as

my glans hits then penetrates her cervix. "That feels much better than

just sitting on it." she says.

"Oh wow!" Mara says, as Chloe's bottom touches my lap. "Mummy, Chloe's

fucking Geoff."

"That's nice dear." Sherry says and I hear a rattling as she gets the bowls

from the cupboard.

Chloe sits unmoving in my lap and we just enjoy the feeling of being mated

as we wait for Sherry to bring our breakfast. A couple of minutes later

Sherry deposits a huge bowl of porridge in the pool of pussy juice in front

of us, two spoons sticking out of it and sets regular sized bowls before

Mara's and her seats.

I spoon large quantities of sugar into our bowl, along with a big lump of

butter and some milk. Chloe attacks the bowl as if she hasn't eaten for

days and I almost have to fight her for my own portion. Mara and Sherry

are only halfway through their's as Chloe and I duel over the last morsel

of porridge in the bowl. I let her have it and she giggles and hunches her

shoulders as I lick up the bits that I have spilled near her neck. My cock

twitches as the vibrations of her giggle are transmitted to it. She

giggles again and moves her hips in a small circle as she tells me, "I felt

that."

I tighten the muscles of my groin, drawing more laughs and hip wriggles

from her. "You're going to laugh me off if you're not careful." I tell her

and Sherry snorts at my wordplay. Mara laughs also, but it is at her

mother's expense as Sherry quickly rises to grab a paper towel and blow the

oatmeal from her nose.

Sherry's misfortune is too much for us and Chloe slips from my lap and

slides halfway under the table as we both join in Mara's mirth. As a

rueful Sherry return to the table with a cloth, I haul Chloe back into my

lap. She twists in my grasp and turns to sit facing me, rising only long

enough to reach between us and hold my cock steady, as she quickly re-

impales herself.

Two minutes later Sherry and Mara have finished and the cloth slaps wetly

before us. "You two can clear the table while Mara and I get the dishes."

Sherry informs us, "After all most of what's on the table is your's." she

indicates the puddle under our plate.

I hold Chloe's tiny body to me, with one hand on her bottom, as I stand and

stack the plates then carry them to the sink. As I move about the kitchen,

putting things away, my cock slides in and out half an inch or so,

eliciting delighted squeaks and wriggles from Chloe. She squeals in

outrage and thumps my shoulder, as I put the butter and milk in the fridge

and press her bottom against the cold metal of the shelving, but is

mollified as I lay her on the table and treat her to full length thrusts as

I wipe down the table around her body.

That done, I lift her up and finish the table then take the cloth over to

where an impatient Mara is bouncing from one foot the other as she speaks

to her mother. "Hurry up Mummy, they're starting without us."

Sherry drops the last spoon in the drainer, pulls the plug and turns from

the sink, teasing her daughter by saying, "We're all finished, it's you

that's keeping us waiting. We'll meet you in the bedroom when you've put

that lot away."

It's a miracle that, in all the crashing and banging behind us, nothing

gets broken and I barely have time to fall backwards on the bed with Chloe

before Mara bounces into the room. "What's in the bag Mummy?" she asks as

she skids to a halt beside the bed.

Sherry laughs, and pulls the bag into her lap, opening it and peering

inside. She playfully pushes Mara back when she tries to see for herself.

Reaching inside Sherry hums the theme song from 'Felix the cat' as she

rummages around, prolonging Mara's agony. "Let's see?" she finally says,

"Do you think you can do anything with this?" and displays a huge rubber

cock, complete with balls, it is nearly a foot and a half long and as thick

as my wrist.

Mara's and Chloe's eyes bug from their head, but Mara doesn't hesitate as

she grabs the monstrous phallus and tucks the moulded testicles between her

legs, holding the length of the shaft against her belly.

"Hmmm," Sherry muses, as Mara rests her chin on the bulbous knob on the

end, "that might just be a little big." She reaches back into the bag and

pulls out a more modest device, about the same size as Carl's member and a

relatively tiny five inch model. "Maybe these are more your size."

Mara looks them over, but dismisses them for the moment. "I want to fuck

you with this Mummy." she says, tilting the dildo forwards and lewdly

thrusting her hips back and forth.

Chloe and I giggle at Sherry's dumbfounded expression, her jaw working

silently up and down. Finally her jaw snaps shut and she pull as tube of

lubricant and a bundle of straps from the bag. "In that case we'll need

these, but I don't know how we're going to make this fit" she says, holding

up the harness.

"Let me see?" I say, taking leather harness from Sherry's hands. I look it

over for a while then pick up the larger of the two vibrators that Mara has

dismissed and hand it to Chloe, "Do you want to play with this for a

minute?" I ask, "I think I know how to make this work."

Chloe pulls free of my cock and promptly tries to fill her cavity with her

new toy. We all watch her struggle to get the hard shaft inside herself.

After a few moments Sherry stops her and takes the hard plastic phallus

from her. Sherry smears it with jelly and squirts a good dollop into

Chloe's hungry snatch. "Now try it." she says and hands the vibrator back

to Chloe.

While still a struggle, she manages to work the first four inches or so,

into her vagina before the end stops against her cervix, her little pussy

lips obscenely stretched around the intruding device. I start to turn away

but Chloe is not finished and with a determined expression she places both

hands over the butt of the phallus and pulls up hard. Her cervix already

dilated by my cock is no match for such a determined assault and gives way

grudgingly as Chloe slowly pushed the intruder home, stopping only when

less than an inch remains outside her body. Beads of sweat stand out on

her forehead and she lets her breath go with a whoosh, as we all look on in

amazement.

A loud thump causes Sherry and I to turn towards Mara, who is standing

slack jawed, the dildo, by some freak of chance, standing between her feet.

I reach down from the bed to grab it before it falls over, startling Mara

as I deliberately prod her pussy with the tip as I lift it.

I mate the dildo with the harness, and get down from the bed to try to fit

it to Mara. I leave the crotch strap hanging for the moment and thread the

waist strap through its buckle and pull it snug on her hips, punching the

pin through the soft leather. The picture she makes as she stands there is

obscenely grotesque, the huge fake cock hanging at a forty five degree

angle from her hips. I then reach through from behind and pull up the

crotch strap and tie it on in back.

Chloe continues to slowly pump the quiescent vibrator in and out of her

body as she looks on, giggling when Mara waggles her hips in her direction

and the tip of the dildo swings in a fifteen inch arc. Sherry just licks

her lips hungrily. Unfortunately things are not sufficiently secure and the

straps begin to slip from Mara's narrow hips. Time for plan two.

I take the harness from her body and remove the dildo, then rummage through

the bag until I find what I just knew would be there, a long length of soft

cord. Raising my eyebrows to a blushing Sherry, I pull Mara to me and tie

a loop of the cord around her waist, leaving the long end dangling in

front. Holding the dildo in front of Mara I wrap several loops of the

cords in a spiral around the obscene shaft and pull it up between her legs

until the moulded balls press against her buttocks, then tie of the rope in

the small of her back.

Mara tries to climb up on the bed, but she is unused to the nearly ten

inches of fake cock that protrudes in front of her and she gets caught up

on the edge of the mattress. Eventually though she makes it, blushing as

we all laugh at her awkwardness. When she would jump on her mother and

start fucking I restrain her, while I grab the lube and squeeze some out

over the inverted knob. Her tiny hands make her grotesque member look even

larger than it actually is, as she uses both hands to spread the lubricant

over her gigantic phallus.

Chloe's hands stop moving as she and I look on as Mara starts to mount her

mother, however the angle her fake cock is held at prevents penetration.

Seeing this I hold an over eager Mara back while Sherry turns over and

presents in the doggy position. As soon as I let Mara go she moves up

behind her mother and positions the knob of her rubber cock at the entrance

of Sherry's vagina.

One second later, Sherry's head is thrown back and she bellows in a mixture

of pleasure and pain, as Mara forces ten inches of three inch thick rubber

into her unstretched twat. Fortunately the lube on the dildo and the

enormous quantity of natural lubricants she had produced as she watched me

fit the dildo to her daughter, ease the way and no real damage is done.

While Mara holds still for a moment Sherry reaches over between Chloe's leg

and twists the base of the vibrator protruding from her cunt. Chloe's

reaction is immediate and extreme, the buzzing against the tightly

stretched tissues of her young vagina trigger an immediate climax and her

body flops like a fish all over the bed until the pulsating muscles of her

vagina and womb force the plastic intruder from her body.

Sherry picks up the buzzing tool as it falls to the mattress an applies it

to her own clit as Mara begins to pump away at her mother's twat. The

length of Mara's fake cock is so great relative to her size that Sherry has

to help her, pulling forwards as Mara pulls back then backing onto her

daughter's driving hips. Mara's level of excitement parallels her mother's

as the shaft of the rubber cock presses on her clitoris, stimulating it

with each thrust an withdrawal of her hips.

"Fuck me Mara, fuck me hard." Sherry cries out to her daughter, who needs

no encouragement, "Pound that big horse cock of yours into your nasty slut

of a mother."

I lay back on the bed and look on, slowly fisting my drooling rock hard

cock as Sherry throws her head from side to side, yelling out her obscene

encouragement as she is fucked by her daughter. A moment later my view is

blocked as Chloe straddles my hips and impales herself on my rampant cock.

As she bounces up and down on top of me something cool rolls against my

side, I pick it up to look and see that it is the small vibrator. I grin

up at Chloe as I turn it on and lay the buzzing shaft along the groove of

her vulva against her protruding clit. Her, already rapid, movements on my

cock become frenzied and I am hard pressed to maintain contact as the

overload of sensation swiftly drives her towards another climax.

"Fuck your slut bitch mummy like the she dog she is." Sherry screams as

Mara squeals in pleasure as she cums. Only seconds later Sherry's words

become incoherent as she cries out, her own climax ripping through her

body.

As Sherry's orgasm subsides, Chloe's begins and she drops onto my lap, her

head thrown back as she emits short, sharp yelps of pleasure in time with

the rippling contractions of her pussy. I concentrate on keeping the tip

of the vibrator against her pulsating clit, prolonging her cum until she

weakly pushes my hand away and collapses forwards onto my chest. I turn

off the vibrator and lift it to my lips, sucking it clean of her delicious

juices and replacing them with a slick coating of saliva as I look on at

Mara and Sherry.

Sherry has pulled free and turned Mara onto her back, the thick rubber

phallus obscenely pointing at the ceiling. Sherry straddles her daughter

and with some difficulty impales herself on her daughter's grotesquely

jutting member. As she begins to pump up and down, Chloe reminds me of her

presence by trying to rise to a sitting position.

With wicked thoughts in my mind I restrain her and fit the tip of the

vibrator between her buttocks, against her tiny, pink anus. As she feels

the cold plastic touch her she tenses momentarily, then relaxes on my chest

as I carefully work it into her tight, little rectum. I can feel the hard

shaft pressing along the underside of my cock as I push it home. When I

can't insert the small vibrator any further without letting go I start

rocking my hips, fucking my cock into her hot, tight cunt.

Within a few strokes Chloe is helping me by rocking forwards on her knees

in time with my strokes. She gasps as I begin to pump the vibrator in

counterpoint to my thrusts and looses the rhythm for a few seconds. Within

minutes my balls lift, pulling up tight against the base of my shaft and I

grit my teeth to hold back my cum as I turn on the vibrator and drive it

home. Keeping it in place with my fingertips I grasp Chloe's hips and pump

her up and down on my cock, masturbating with her body as the hum of the

device buried in her bowels jolts through us both like an electric shock.

Within seconds I am cumming, sending jet after jet of scalding semen into

Chloe's tiny pre-teen body as I continue to lift her up and down. The

first pulse of sperm against the rear wall of her womb is all it takes to

send her screaming over the edge, her howling climax continuing long after

I have pumped myself dry. Finally knocking my hands aside and squeezing

the buzzing shaft from her arsehole to fall between my quivering thighs.

Chloe pulls herself from my deflating cock and turns, straddling my ribs as

she leans forwards to engulfs my cock, cleaning every morsel of our

combined spend from my sensitive knob and shaft. Meanwhile I content

myself with catching the juices drooling from her gaping vagina and

transferring them to my mouth, savouring the exquisite flavour as I look on

to where Sherry is working on her next climax.

Her hips flash up and down in a frenzied rhythm, her snatch squelching

obscenely as rivulets of clear fluid flow down the fake cock and drip onto

the bedspread below. Beneath her Mara is almost totally out of it, her

head lolling towards me, a string of saliva drooling from the corner of her

mouth.

Chloe's cunt is only a few inches away, just out of reach of my hungry

tongue. By now she has finished cleaning my cock and is gently nursing on

it like a baby, so I drag her free, silencing her protests by pulling her

drooling snatch to my lips and sucking the mixture of our climactic juices

into my mouth. Searching out any stray droplets with my tongue.

I cut my cleansing operation short as I hear Sherry's screams announce her

climax, then feel the bed shake as she starts to pump up and down again.

In her frenzied, trance like state she has forgotten her daughter and is

concentrating solely on her own pleasure. I lift Chloe off me and rise to

push Sherry over sideways, her cunt releasing the giant rubber cock with a

slurp. Ignoring her cries for more I release the rope around Mara's waist

and let the monstrous dildo fall between her legs. Already she is

recovering and I turn to answer Sherry's pleas for release.

Her back arches until only her heels and head touch the bed as I drive all

four fingers and the thumb of one hand into the voracious maw between her

legs, coming to a halt only when her body has engulfed my arm well past my

wrist. Curling my fingers upwards I search for and find her G-spot,

savagely stroking it as I press my lips to the top of her snatch and take

her clit between my teeth. Seconds later her climax hits her like she was

pole axed and she crashes back to the bed, her body flopping uncontrollably

as the spasming muscles of her cunt crush my hand.

Fifteen seconds later she goes limp as she looses consciousness and I am

able to pull my numb hand free and shake some life back into it then raise

it to my lips to taste her orgasm. Chloe drops between her thighs and

presses her face into Sherry's snatch, eagerly lapping up the copious

supply of cunt cream that drools from Sherry's raw vagina.

When she regains her senses, Sherry struggles to her elbows as she tries to

apologise to her daughter, but she is ignored, as Mara is too busy cleaning

the monstrous phallus with her tongue to pay her mother any attention.

Five minutes later Mara throws the now tasteless hunk of rubber aside and

Sherry gently pushes Chloe's head away from her aching snatch, saying, "Why

don't you three get your bathers on and go down the beach? While I clean

up here and ring Ken. Oh, and Chloe, don't say anything to him about

this," she waves her arm, indicating the bed and the sex toys scattered

over it, "until I say so. O.K.?"

The girls readily agree to this plan of action but insist that I carry

them. With a naked little girl on each hip I stagger into Mara's room

where, at their insistence, I help them into their bathers, making sure

they fit snugly in all of the right places. I then pick them up again to

carry them into my room, where I throw them on the bed and slip on a pair

of shorts.

I refuse to carry them down the steep stairs, but at the bottom they demand

to be carried across the wide expanse of wet sand to where the tide is just

about to turn. As soon as the water reaches my hips, I drop my burden,

letting them slip with shrill squeals into the water, while I pretend to be

exhausted.

They both turn ferocious expressions on me, but can't keep it up very long,

before first Chloe and then Mara get a fit of the giggles. I retreat as

they advance on me, arms outstretched. Eventually I allow them to catch me

and push me below the lapping waves. I rise with a roar, showering them

with spray as they shriek in mock terror, separating and bouncing away from

me. I choose Chloe as my prey and I have to pursue very slowly, as her

shrieks become giggles that all but incapacitate her.

Mara thinking she is safe, follows, bouncing around just out of my

immediate reach. I prove her wrong, turning with a roar I catch her by the

ankle as she turns to run and pull her wriggling, laughing, squealing body

to me. All three stop when I cup my hand between her legs, then start

again as I throw her like a spear, arms and legs flailing.

Chloe immediately pounces on me, demanding the same. After that I become a

human launch pad, tossing them about in every way imaginable, cannonballs,

torpedoes and so on. Their favourite is the seaplane, where I take them by

an arm and a leg and spin in a circle, lifting them up and down, skipping

them off the surface of the water before finally releasing them. Some

times they hit the water just right and skim across the surface, but more

often they catch a wave and crash and burn, tumbling over the water,

shrieking with delight.

Just as I become too exhausted to continue, Sherry appears on the beach

with a boy about seventeen years old. Chloe, immediately abandons me with

a whoop of delight, hurrying through the water to meet her brother, who is

wading out to meet her. Chloe jumps into his arms and starts to plaster is

red face with wet salty kisses, as she chatters away.

Mara too, leaves me, wading over to Ken and Chloe, as I slowly follow her.

She looks up at him and asks, "Can you throw us?" she indicates me with a

contemptuous wave, "He's no good, he's run out of puff."

Sherry, laughingly scolds her daughter, "Mara! Where are your manners?

Don't you think you should introduce them?"

"Oh yeah," Mara say, "Ken this is Geoff, Geoff this is Ken. Now can you

throw us?"

Sherry shrugs and gives me a helpless look, as all three of us olders

laugh, while Chloe and Mara look on as though we had lost our senses.

When we calm down, I grab Mara and lift her to my shoulders, "Jousting

anyone?" I ask.

Sherry declines, saying, "I think I'll just get some exercise. Have fun."

With this she dives into the water and starts stroking out to sea.

Chloe looks at me blankly, but catches on as Ken lifts her to his shoulders

and we wade out into deeper water. When the water laps at my nipples, we

turn to face each other and the girls begin to grapple. They are so evenly

matched that when Mara pulls a foot free, I wonder what she is doing,

giving Chloe such an advantage. I'm not left to wonder long, as her toes

dig into Ken's ribs, tickling him. Ken laughs and goes over backwards,

Chloe maintains her grip as she falls with her brother, pulling Mara from

my shoulders to land on top of them, her little cunny pressed to his face.

There is a thrashing in the water as Ken struggles to extricate himself and

he comes up well away from where Mara is whispering in Chloe's ear. Both

girls separate giggling as Ken rises, red faced and sputtering, from the

water. I ignore his discomfiture and secure Chloe, lifting her to my

shoulders. Ken gingerly lifts Mara to his and we face off once more. I

contemplate letting him have another face full of little girl, but his grip

on Mara's knees is so insecure that Chloe pulls her free without any

trouble at all.

Mara rounds on him and scolds him for not holding on properly then turns,

waiting for him to lift her back to his shoulders. As he lifts her she

sticks her bottom out, pushing it into his face and he drops her into the

water, as Chloe and I laugh at his crimson features. "Bite it, if she does

that again." I suggest and Mara throws me a dirty look, as she allows

herself be lifted without incident and the tourney continues.

This time both girls loose their seats simultaneously and come up still

grappling. When Ken and I wade in to separate them, both girls latch on to

him and whisper in his ears, throwing ominous glances at me. 'Uh-oh!' I

think and try to back away as all three turn on me. I'm too late as Ken

dives below the surface, jerking my feet from under me as the girls pile on

my shoulders and drive me under the water.

I grab both girls, as they push me under, pulling them down with me. I

pull the girls onto my hips while I get my feet planted on the sand and

spring from the water, flopping over on my back with a splash. When I

stand Mara starts yelling, "Seaplane, seaplane..." and Chloe takes up the

chant.

I sigh and head for shallower waters, saying, "Here, I think this is

yours." as I toss Chloe at him. He makes the catch and throws her over his

shoulder like as sack. When I reach water of appropriate depth, I wave Ken

back while I demonstrate, winding up and releasing Mara, she hits the water

perfectly, skipping twice like a stone before she slices below the surface

and comes up with a whoop.

Ken takes hold of his sister's ankle and wrist, and tries to copy me. The

first time he doesn't wind up fast enough and her face ploughs into the

water, dragging them to a halt and he struggles to keep his feet. Chloe

splutters as she rises from the water and stands waiting for him to try

again. His second attempt is more successful but she muffs the landing and

tumbles over the surface. After that we take turns throwing the girls

until Sherry, who has long since left the water and returned to the house,

rings the bell for us to come up to lunch.

Under the shower the girls and I strip off, Ken looking on surprised, then

shrugging his shoulders he follows suit and the two of us go through the

age old male custom of checking out each other's equipment while pretending

not to. Mara, however, has no such compunction and points at my groin,

saying brightly, "His is bigger than yours Ken."

Poor Ken blushes beet red, as I scold, "Mara!"

"But it is." she protests, bright eyed and innocent, as Chloe giggles

helplessly.

"And my hand is bigger than your butt. If you know what I mean."

"Oh, all right!" her voice is pouting, but her eyes twinkle.

We finish rinsing off and towel down, I stop Ken from putting his wet

shorts back on, offering to lend him a pair of mine. Up at the house we

dump our wet clothes on the line and the girls scurry off to Mara's room.

As I take Ken into mine and hand him a pair of shorts.

In the kitchen, we offer to help Sherry, but she says there is nothing to

do, and to wait for the girls. A minute later they emerge, both are

wearing hot pink lycra bike shorts, the tops of which have been folded

under so that they expose two inches more midriff than was ever intended.

On top Chloe is wearing a tiny yellow crop top while Mara has on one of

those dresses that is made from a long tank top with a four inch ruffle

sewn on the bottom. Two years ago it might have fitted her, now the bottom

of the skirt is even with the top of her shorts and her crotch and bottom

peek out from beneath it. It is obvious that neither girl is wearing any

knickers as their little slits are fully defined under the tight stretch

fabric of their pants.

Both girls are the perfect kindersluts, and are a pedophiles wet dream.

And they both know it, as they stand posing, with one leg cocked, in the

doorway, grinning wickedly. Poor Ken doesn't know where to look and his

chair scrapes on the floor as he pulls it further under the table,

obviously hiding an erection.

Sherry comes up to the table, and looks the girls up and down, "Very sexy."

she comments, as she plunks down two large plates of sandwiches. "Now come

and eat your lunch." she continues, as though seven year old street walkers

are nothing new, and takes her place at the head of the table.

They separate, Mara climbing into my lap and Chloe going around the table

pester her brother until he lets her do the same. Her face lights up as

she feels her brothers stiff cock pressing into her bottom and she wriggles

on it, giving me a wicked grin across the table. I fight to hold back a

grin as Ken makes sure that he keeps both hands in sight, whereas I know I

have nothing to fear and drop my hand into Mara's lap, gently tracing her

slit with my fingertip.

Ten minutes later nothing remains on the plates but crumbs. Sherry looks

at Ken and says, "I think its time we had a little talk Ken."

"Uh, What about?" He looks a little worried, but more confused than

anything else. He knows what a 'little talk' means but he has no idea what

it is about.

"Your overly familiar relationship with your sister." Sherry informs him

with a direct look.

"Uh, I don't know, what ....." he grinds to a halt under Sherry's steady

gaze, "Uh, how did you find out? Please don't tell mum. I'll stop doing

it. I never hurt her." he starts to babble.

Sherry holds up her hand, "Hold it! Let's take that in reverse order. We

know you never hurt her, or this conversation wouldn't be taking place.

You don't have to stop doing it, unless Chloe wants you to and I'm not

going to tell your mother. As for how I found out, I didn't, Geoff did and

he told me about it last night."

"Then how did you find out? Did Chloe tell you?" he asks me.

"Not exactly." I reply, "I noticed a few things about Chloe that indicated

she knew more about sex than she was letting on. Like she almost asked

Mara if she was fucking when Mara told her she had busted her cherry.

Actually Mara fell on a log and broke her hymen that way. Then a little

later she commented on my penis just after she had told Mara she had never

seen one before. Mara tried to quiz her on this but she wouldn't say

anything. I had to tell Chloe what I thought was happening and get her to

confirm my guesses.

"It was like pulling teeth, but eventually I got most of the story and then

I had to decide what to do. Chloe told me she liked what the two of you

were doing, she didn't want to get you into trouble and she said her mother

didn't care about her. So I convinced her that she should let me tell

Sherry and get her help."

"How come you want to help us instead of telling Mum or the cops?" he asks

Sherry. "And why were you so sure Sherry would want to help?" he asks me.

"Because I want Chloe to be happy, you know what would happen If I told

your mother."

"Yeah, a lot of screaming and yelling and then she would have called the

cops. Uh shouldn't Mara be somewhere else while we talk about this?"

"Why, when she and Geoff are doing the same sort of thing as you and

Chloe." Sherry replies. "In fact," she makes a show of looking around

the table at where I still have my hand in Mara's lap, then grins at him,

"They're doing it right now."

Poor Ken looks like he's been hit in the back of the head with a cricket

bat, while Chloe takes this as a signal to grab his unresisting hand and

place it inside her pants, releasing the waistband with a snap on his

wrist. The sting of the elastic snaps him out of his stunned state and his

arm makes an abortive twitch. "And you're O.K. with that?" he asks Sherry,

his head snapping back and forth between her and Mara and I.

"Of course." she says, "I thought I was getting them started. Though,

actually, they beat me by about twelve hours."

All Ken and say is, "Oh."

"Sherry!" I scold, laughingly, "Enough of dropping bombshells on the poor

bloke. Do you want to tell him straight?"

"No." She grins at me, "You're so good at explanations, I think I'll let

you do this one too."

"O.K." I say, "But you get to tell Carl his daughter want's to fuck him.

And you better have him cuffed to the bed when you tell him."

"Oh, you saw those?" she asks referring to a pair of handcuff's I saw in

her bag of tricks.

"Yep." I grin at her, "Hey that's not a bad idea, tie him down and

blindfold him, then let Mara climb aboard. Once she's skewered on his

cock, he's not likely to refuse."

Mara twists in my lap and pulls my head down for a deep soul kiss, her

lively tongue exploring the inside of my mouth. When she breaks, she says,

"Thank you." and moves my hand inside her pants as she turns back to face

Ken and Chloe.

"We'll do it!" Sherry exclaims, "Remind me to get film for the camera,

that picture is going to be priceless. But Ken is still waiting for his

explanation."

"O.K." I begin, and explain how I started to accidentally feel Mara up in

the truck and then the fun on the beach the next morning. "Then after

breakfast, Mara manipulated Sherry into getting me to tell her the facts of

life, although I had already told her the night before. I guess Mara

figured that she was less likely to let something slip if Sherry knew that

she knew about sex.

I edit the story a little at this point, leaving out irrelevancies, "After

that we sent Mara off to play next door, while Sherry took care of a little

problem that she found in my lap."

Sherry breaks in, "Carl and I have a fairly open marriage, and we both

enjoy a little variety. In fact he had told me that morning to try and get

Geoff involved with us, if the opportunity came up."

This last little titbit is news to me, but I ignore it and take up the

story again, "Anyway, Sherry and I were getting right into it, when Mara

came back looking for her bathers and found us together and tried to

blackmail us into letting her watch us.

"Sherry got hot over the idea of Mara watching and maybe joining in, but

she wasn't sure how I felt about Mara actually getting involved, so she

sent Mara back next door to explain her absence. While Mara was gone she

jacked me off and talked dirty to me about Mara joining in. My reaction

told her all she needed to know and when Mara came back she taught her how

to give me a blow job. Then I told Mara how to fist fuck her mother. After

that Sherry wanted me to fuck Mara.

"And that brings us to the real reason we are having this conversation.

Mara didn't want me to fuck her, she wants Carl to be the first man in her

pussy. At first Sherry didn't care and I had to make her understand that I

wouldn't let Mara be coerced into having sex.

"Chloe tells me that you sometimes press her for sex when she wants to do

something else. We want to tell you that, from now on that won't do, If

Chloe says 'No' then you'll have to wait until she is ready, and the same

goes in reverse, but I don't think that will be a problem very often, If a

bloke our age is offered a fuck he generally goes for it.

"Now before you get too angry at us telling you what to do, I want you to

think about this: Chloe is getting to the age where she want's a little

independence, she's has lots of friends now and sometimes want's to do

things of her own choosing. If you keep getting in the way of this and

make her do what you want, she's going to start resenting it. She's going

to blame you and then one day when you piss her off once too often she's

going to say the wrong thing and then the shit's really going to hit the

fan. A lot of people will get hurt and all because you had to get your end

wet, 'now'. Chloe loves you a lot, but love is a two way street and if you

keep on taking, without giving, love turns sour. Do you see what I'm

getting at?"

Ken's expression is serious as he digests what I have told him. Finally he

nods and says, "I think so, I've got to stop acting like I own Chloe and

let her do what she wants to do." He looks down at his sister, saying, "But

that doesn't mean you get to stay up late, or stuff yourself with lollies

before dinner."

"Of course not." I say as Chloe giggles, "You still have to look after your

little sister and stop her from doing things that will hurt her. Though

sometimes a belly full of lollies and the belly ache that goes with it are

a better lesson than all the words in the world. Just think about your

actions a bit: Is it for her own good or for your own gratification?

"Now why don't you tell us how you two got started? Chloe told me that you

fucked her when she was five, but I think things have been going on longer

than that. Right?"

He thinks for a minute before replying, "I guess it all started