Poster's note: I'm not sure if this 'extended' version has been posted before,

I think I found it on Mr. Double's site (www.mrdouble.com - worth a visit).

I'm only posting it here by request, please send all comments to the author,

Clayton <clayton@nym.alias.net>.

 

Copyright (c) 1997, Clayton, ALL Rights Reserved

Clayton's Children - The Babysitter (Mggg, cons, inc)

By Clayton or <clayton@nym.alias.net>

Copyright (c) Clayton 1997. Permission is given to freely distribute this

document electronically, providing the entire document is preserved intact

and no monies, beyond normal board or site membership charges, are charged

for its distribution. (Ken Nestle, this means you.)

Warning: This story contains descriptions of sex between an adult male and

preteen children. If this is not your cup of tea stop reading now.

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.

Introduction: Primus - The origin of the title: Over the years I have

found myself looking after a large number of children, many of whom have

at one time or another developed severe crushes on me. As time went by I

discovered that I en- joyed their company more and more, often I found

myself with them, discussing the intricacies of the transformers,

comparing various superheros against one and other, and spending less time

with their parents. Finally someone remarked that the children might as

well be mine. And so my Clayton's children came to be, "The child you're

having when you're not having a child."

Secundus - This is a story of make believe, it describes what might have

been in a very different world. If you feel an uncontrollable desire to

carry out the activities described in this type of story, the stop reading

now and seek professional help.

Tertius - You might find this story to be a little long winded for your

tastes and too much prose separating the 'Rumpety, Pumpety'. Well too bad,

I'm starting to get just a little sick of those stories in which the

narrator has their partner undressed by the third paragraph, has them

orgasming in the fifth and is working on their second encounter or their

next partner by the tenth.

Quatrius - I hope you find my choice of phrasing to be an improvement over

some recent stories that I have seen in the newsgroups, these stories

appear to have been written either cut and paste or by an AI. If the

former then shame on you and if the latter then I commend you and urge you

to improve your algorithm to include more descriptive phrases and less

repetition.

 

Chapter 19 - Anna Joins In.

Carefully opening the door, Anna leads the way inside, then her patience

exhausted, the words tumble from her lips as she asks, "Can I go and have

a spa with Alison and Rene, please Mummy."

"What was that Anna?" asks muzzily.

Realising that Jean had been asleep, I stop with my foot on the step.

"Can I go to Alison and Rene's place and have a spa with them. Please?"

she asks, making me smile at just how much wheedling she manages to

squeeze into that last word.

"What? Where's Greg?" Jean asks, still not quite with it.

"I'm out here." I reply, "Can I come in?"

"Of course, come in." she replies. Then as I step up into the van she

says, "I guess I didn't realise, just how much the last couple of days

took out of me. What's this Anna's saying?"

"Alison invited her over to play in the spa with her." I explain, "I

suggested that you might want her back, but they insisted we ask you

anyway."

"Well, I wouldn't want to impose on you any further, you've done so much

for me already, but she does get pretty bored waiting at the nurses

station, while I visit Sean. They've still got him pretty well doped up

and I don't want her to see him like that." she explains.

"But if It's O.K. with you, I guess she can go. There is one problem

though, she doesn't have a suit. She grew out of her last one, and with

summer over, I haven't bothered to get her another."

"That's all right," I answer before Alison or Rene say why she won't need

one, "She can wear a pair of knickers and a t-shirt. Or we might be able

to find an old suit of Alison's"

Anna emits a single shrill, squeal of delight, then remembering her

sleeping brother, she slaps her hand across her mouth. "Sorry Mummy." she

mumbles.

Her eyes twinkling, Jean says, "That's all right. Now let's find you

something to wear."

"Can she have tea with us too?" Rene asks, "It's pizza."

"I guess so." Jean laughs, picking up her purse. Handing me a ten dollar

note, she says, "Here, this should cover her share and get them all an ice

cream each too."

"Come on you." she turns to her daughter, let's get some clean clothes on

you.

As Anna protests, "I'm not a baby Mummy!" Jean takes hold of the hem of

Anna's dress and strips it off her.

"What did you do to yourself this time?" Jean ask resignedly, noticing the

handkerchief tied around her daughter's leg.

"Jumped off the see-saw and I got a splinter, see." Anna answers, taking

the dress from her mother and rummaging through the pockets for her

souvenir.

"That's a beauty." Jean say appreciatively, admiring the splinter in it's

bag. "Just what were you doing jumping off the see-saw anyway?"

"Trying to dump me." I answer with a laugh.

"Oh you didn't?" Jean cries in a shocked voice.

"Well I think it was Alison's idea, and because Anna was stuck between the

other two she got what Alison should have." I say in Anna's defence.

"Well let's have a look at it?" Jean says, removing the handkerchief. "Oh,

you did do a good job. Turning her daughter around to inspect the scrape,

which continues around onto the back of her leg, she says, "These just

wont do at all. Just what have you been sitting in."

Thinking, 'Those knickers were clean when I gave them back.' I have a

quick look. Obviously in an attempt to show that she had not had her

knickers off, Anna has rubbed dirt into the seat of her knickers while we

were packing.

"Well let's get these off." Jean says, grasping the waistband of her

daughter's knickers.

"But he'll see my, my... thingy." Anna protests, waving her hand vaguely

as she trails off into silence, a sweet blush suffusing her cheeks.

"Don't be silly child," Jean chides, "you're much too young to worry about

that sort of nonsense. Now hold still."

"Ouch!" Anna cries as her mother scrapes the leg band of her knickers over

the graze on her leg.

"Sorry." Jean says contritely, "Now you wait there while I get you some

clean clothes."

As her mother turns her back and moves towards the other end of the van,

Anna smiles naughtily and drags her finger along the length of her slit,

then schools her expression as her mother returns with a blue and white

striped, cotton, print dress, a blue cable knit jumper and another pair of

plain white knickers.

Laying the dress and jumper on the table, Jean helps her daughter into the

knickers. After, she has slipped the dress and jumper on, she wets a cloth

at the sink, and scrubs her protesting daughter's face and then drags a

hairbrush through her daughter's curls.

"There, now you won't embarrass me." Jean tells her daughter as she steps

back to survey her handiwork.

"What time do you want me to bring her back?" I ask.

"You don't have to do that." Jean protests, "I can pick her up."

"Nonsense," I say, "you've got a baby and a husband in hospital to worry

about, Now what time?"

"Well, if you're going to be like that." Jean huffs, smiling to take the

sting out of it, "Is eight too late."

"No that's fine." I say.

We exchange phone numbers, and she gives me a bag containing a towel,

T-shirt and another pair of knickers for Anna. Then with a kiss goodbye

and an admonishment to be good, Jean entrusts her daughter to my care.

A minute later we are on our way. In the rearview mirror I notice Anna and

Alison have their heads together and I overhear snatches of their

conversation. "... even better ... Mummy might have caught me." "I know,

... it ...s good ... get caught." "... think he might let me see it?"

At this point Rene pipes up, and in a low but clearly audible voice she

says, "Yeah, and you can touch it too. It feels really neat."

Both bigger girls gasp and glance in my direction, so I pretend not to

have heard Rene's words and as the cat's out of the bag, I am curious to

hear what Anna has to say to this. A few seconds later, once they are sure

that I have not heard, they continue and because they think I can't hear

them, their voices are slightly louder as they include Rene in the

conversation.

"Wow what's it like?" Anna asks.

"Well it's like your brother's but a lot bigger of course and it's got

lots of hair like his beard around it." Alison answers.

"I know that much!" Anna says scornfully, "What's it feel like? Mummy hit

me when I tried to touch Robert's."

"Really funny," Rene says, "It's like it's got a bone in it, but you can

still bend it a bit. It's really soft on the outside and the skin moves up

and down too so it covers up the purple bit on the end."

"Hey Robert's isn't like that." Anna says, "his is all floppy and the end

isn't purple either."

"Oh his is like that too most of the time. But remember what you said on

the flying fox? It gets hard like that when he looks at our pussies and

when we rub it."

The conversation has to stop at this point, as we are nearly home. I stop

at the milkbar and followed by all three girls, I enter the shop. The girl

behind the counter is the same one who had served us the day before and

she raises her eyebrow at the addition to our party.

"I'm collecting little girls." I say with a straight face, "Have you got

any you want to get rid off?"

"Well I do have a little sister, who can be a real pain in the butt

sometimes," she laughs, "but I think I'll keep her, Mum might not

understand. What can I do you for?"

"Oh, you could normally 'do' me for nothing," I laugh and wave my arm

encompassing the three girls clustered around the freezer, "but I'm

already taken. So you'll have to settle for selling me four ice creams and

a carton of milk."

"Ooh you are saucy." she giggles; a perfect imitation of the big breasted

young blonde from the 'Carry On' movies.

Rene having decided that the side of the freezer will not become

transparent, no matter how hard she stares at it, makes a bee line for the

lolly counter. Scragging her by the back of the collar as she passes me, I

guide her back to the freezer and lift her up so she can make a selection.

After paying the girl and confiscating the ice creams for her to put in a

bag, I entrust Rene with the important job of carrying it until we get

home. Then saying goodbye, we take our leave.

"Hurry up and light the heater." Alison says almost as soon as the door

closes.

"Why?" I ask.

"So we don't have to put our clothes back on when we get out of the spa

silly." she answers with a grin.

"But we have a guest." I tease, "You can't just run around without any

clothes on."

"But what about the spa?" she asks.

"You'll just have to wear a T-shirt with your bathers since I haven't

fixed the top yet."

"You mean we have to wear clothes?" Anna asks in dismay, "I wanted to see

your penis thingy." She then slaps her hand over her mouth, "Oh, don't

tell Mummy I said that."

"Don't worry I won't," I reassure her, "and I was only teasing. If you

want to run about without any clothes on, you can."

"What about you?" she asks.

"Me to I guess, but you can't tell anybody either." I say, winking, making

it a joint conspiracy. "Not even your best friend, because she might tell

somebody, who might tell somebody else, who tells your mummy."

"O.K." she winks back grinning.

Kneeling down in front of the heater, I sort out the instructions and get

it lit. When I turn back, I find myself face to face with three bare naked

little girls, cheesy grins plastered across their faces, though Anna's is

a trifle selfconscious and her cheeks are flaming.

"It's your turn now." she giggles.

"Why don't you put the ice creams in the freezer first." I say, "We'll

have them after our pizza." Like a shot, Rene snatches up the bag,

disappears into the kitchen and returns almost before I can draw my

breath.

Grinning at her eagerness, to show me off to her new friend, I quickly

strip down to my jocks, tossing my clothes on the pile they had begun. I

stop with my thumbs in the waistband and ask, "Would you like to take them

off Anna?"

Nodding slowly, she steps forward and takes hold of the sides of my jocks

and with a quick yank, pulls them down to my knees and lets them fall to

the floor. As I step out of them, we both take a step backwards, she with

her eyes locked solidly on my dangling member.

"Oh!" she gasps, "It's dangly." As I feel her eyes boring into my groin,

my cock begins to rise, "Oh wow, It's getting bigger."

"That's because you're staring at him," I tell her, "and he's standing up

to have a look at you."

"Can I have a closer look?" she asks.

"Of course." I say.

In complete contrast to Alison and Rene's broad grins, Anna's face is very

serious, her little forehead furrowed in concentration as she steps

forward and bends over to bring her face closer to my still growing

member. She starts to bring her hand up, then snatches it away and clasps

it in the other behind her back.

"You can touch it if you want." I tell her.

"Can I!" she says excitedly, "Mummy yelled at me and called me a nasty

little girl when I tried to touch Robert's. I only wanted to see what it

felt like." She finishes on a slightly plaintive note.

"Well I'm not your mummy," I say, "If you want to learn about boys with

me, you can, but only if you want to and you're not just doing it because

you think these two will think you are a baby."

"Oh I want to." she breathes fervently.

Slowly, almost hesitantly, she brings her little fingers up to lightly

brush along the length of my shaft. Her delicate, feather light, touch

being all that it takes to bring me to full hardness. "Oh, it is soft!"

she exclaims in surprise, "And it's warm too."

"Gently there." I warn as she moves her hand down to cup my balls, hefting

them in the palm of her hand.

"What are they?" she asks.

"They're my balls." I tell her, "They make my sperm."

"What's that?" she asks.

"It's yummy." Rene says.

"It's this white cream that squirts out of his penis after you suck on it

for a while." Alison explains.

Anna whirls to stare at the two grinning imps behind her. "You suck on his

penis?" she cries appalled, "That's where his pee comes out!"

I give Alison and Rene a suppressing look, saying, "It's O.K. Anna, it's

totally different to pee. Let's get in the spa and I'll explain it too

you."

"O.K." she agrees.

As soon as I step into the gently roiling water and sit down, Alison and

Rene begin to scuffle over my lap. "Hey you two, stop it. Anna's our guest

and she gets first choice." Turning my head, to look up at her, still

standing on the rim of the spa, I ask, "Would you like to sit on my knee?"

"Uh-huh." she nods.

Taking her hand in mine, I help her step down into the water, and help her

sit sideways in my lap, so that she can look up into my face. Once she is

settled, her head on my right shoulder and my right hand lightly clasping

her upper thigh.

With my other hand, I lightly caress her legs from knee to ankle as I ask,

"Has your mummy told you anything about where Robert came from?"

"She said he was in her tummy," Anna says quietly, "and that was why she

got fat for a while, but when I asked how he got in there she said that

was a bad question and if I ever asked again she'd make me bite the soap."

"What does 'bite the soap' mean?" Rene asks curiously ceasing her friendly

tussling with her sister.

"If I say something bad, she makes me bite into a piece of soap." Anna

explains.

"You mean like 'fuck'?" Rene asks.

The expression on Anna's face is a mixture of shock and fear as she looks

up into my eyes to see what I will do, when I smile reassuringly, she nods

"Yes" to Rene.

Grinning, Rene begins a litany of obscenities, "Cock, dick, cunt, pussy,

shit, arsehole..." her grin widening as Anna flinches slightly under the

impact of each forbidden word.

"Enough!" I say sharply, "I think she gets the picture." Looking down at

Anna, I gently say, "Ignore the little slut, she's only showing off. This

morning, she was calling my penis a doodle."

"You mean those words aren't bad?" she asks.

"No, not really." I answer slowly, "It's more how you use them and who you

say them to. You have to be really careful who you say them to though,

because most people don't think little girls should know what they mean.

And you shouldn't teach them to your friends, because if they say you

taught them, then your mummy might hear about it and she'd go and get the

soap."

"Does that mean I should wait until I hear someone else say them first

before I use them?" she asks.

"Exactly!" I say approvingly, "Unless of course it's someone like your

Daddy, when he hit's his thumb with a hammer."

"Uh-huh.", she nods seriously, then asks, "Are you going to tell me about

babies now?"

"Sure." I say, "O.K., you know a baby grows inside a woman's tummy. Well

it gets made when a man's sperm, joins up with a tiny little egg inside

her, and that egg start's growing until nine months later, the baby is

born."

"How does the sperm join with the egg if it's in her tummy?" she ask,

"Does she swallow it? Does that mean Alison and Rene are going to have

babies?"

Both of the little girls sitting opposite us giggle madly, their mouths,

which they had opened to say something snapping shut as I give them a

withering look.

"No." I answer, giving her a reassuring hug, as she begins to look a

little hurt by their amusement at her ignorance, "First of all, you are

all too young to have babies, though Alison's body is nearly ready. And

second, the baby doesn't actually grow inside a woman's stomach, it grow

in a special place called the uterus which is at the bottom of her tummy,

here." I trace a small upside down triangle just below Anna's belly

button.

"Would you spread your legs a little bit?" I ask, gently pushing against

her right knee.

Without resistance, she allows me to push her knees apart, allowing me

access to her most intimate recesses. I begin to slowly slide my hand up

between her thighs, giving her plenty of time to object or stop me. She

looks up at me trustingly, not even twitching as my finger comes into

contact with the tightly closed lips of her well developed cunt.

"Here," I say lightly touching her at the base of her slit, "this is where

the sperm goes in. You know there's a hole here don't you?"

She nods and murmurs "yes."

"Well it's called a vagina, it goes up inside you and it's connected to

your uterus. A man puts his penis inside it and after a while he squirt

his sperm."

"You said it was called 'semen'." Alison objects pedantically.

"Don't be a smarty pants." I say, "I'm trying to make this easy for her to

understand."

Turning back to Anna, I continue, "As miss smarty pants over there just

pointed out, the creamy stuff that comes out of a man's penis is actually

called semen and it's full of the sperm that his balls make. Do you

understand what I've said so far?"

"I think so." she says in doubtful tones, "But isn't that where I pee out

off?"

"No," I say, "The place you pee from is further up." I gently prise her

pussy lips apart and touch her over her urethral opening, tickling it with

my finger tip. "Here, this is where you pee from." I then lowly drag my

fingertip a little lower and press against the tight little opening to her

vagina. "Your vagina is down here."

Her lips part slightly, and her breathing quickens slightly at the

intimate touch. "But how can your penis fit in there? That's a very little

hole."

"It stretches a lot." I tell her, silencing, Alison and Rene with a glance

as they open their mouths to speak. "It's got to, because that's also

where the baby comes out once it's ready."

As I speak, I gently circle her vaginal entrance with the tip of my little

finger. Ever so slowly, I feel the muscles puckering the skin relax and as

I press inwards, it gives way and allows my finger to slowly enter her

body, slipping into a warm, extremely tight, sheath, which is surprisingly

slippery.

"Ooh!" she says, her voice little more than a soft exhalation. "Your

finger's going into me."

"How does it feel?" I ask gently, stilling my finger, with less than half

of the first joint inside her.

"Sort of funny." she says, "Like your finger is filling me up." Her little

face take on a look of extreme concentration as she considers the

sensation of having her pussy penetrated for the very first time. A few

seconds later, she smiles up at me, "I like it, it's nice."

Encouraged by her trusting acceptance of my digital penetration of her

immature vagina, I pull my finger out and gently reinsert it, pushing a

little deeper. Then with slow, gentle strokes, I slide my finger in and

out of her tiny vagina, penetrating a little further each time until the

tip of my little finger brushes against the thin, delicate membrane of her

hymen.

"Oh, don't stop." she says in disappointment as I withdraw my finger.

"That felt nice." then, "Ooh!" as I try my middle finger.

There is a little more resistance to the larger intruder, but her happy

smile never wavers as the tight ring of muscle surrounding her vaginal

entrance dilates and allows the entry of my much thicker middle finger.

sighing contentedly, she opens her legs further and wriggles into a more

comfortable position against my chest.

Ever so gently, I explore the gossamer thin tissue of her maidenhead,

wishing that I had more time with her, enough time that I might be able to

make love to her properly. But with only a few hours before I have to take

her back to her mother, I limit myself to a gentle finger fucking of the

outermost inch or so of her tight, slick vagina.

Her sweet exhalations, wafts warmly over my face as I look down at her,

her eyes closed in contentment, her breath sighing from moist, slightly

parted lips. Unable to resist their allure, I lightly brush them with my

lips, gently kissing her.

Her eyes open as I pull back and the corners of her mouth turn up in a

smile, filled with love and complete trust. "Mmmm, that's nice." she

murmurs, contentedly.

"I want to see her have an orgasm." Rene says eagerly, disturbing the

mood.

"What's that?" Anna asks, her eyes filling with curiosity.

"It's the best thing in the whole world." Rene enthuses expansively. "It's

like all your insides just explode."

"Huh?" Anna's eyes widen apprehensively.

"It's all right," Rene quickly reassures her new friend, "I was scared

too, really scared, but Greg made it all right. He won't let you fall

either."

"Fall?" Anna asks confusedly, "Does he drop you."

"No silly." Rene giggles, "But when he does it to you, it feels like

you're going higher and higher and higher on the swing and then when it

happens, you feel like you're falling really, really fast but you never

hit the ground, and when it's over, it's like you're floating on the

softest, dreamiest cloud ever."

Anna's eyes question me and I nod, saying, "A little confused, but that's

about it. But if you want me to do it, we should wait until after tea and

do it on a bed or the couch, so I can see what I'm doing properly and we

can take our time. Why don't we just play in the spa for a little while

and then I'll order the pizza, O.K.?"

"O.K." she nods reluctant agreement.

Slipping my finger from her vagina, I quickly lift it from the water and

taste of her sweetness for the first time. Even diluted by the waters of

the spa, her juices have a flavour that set's my cock twitching against

her hip. "Mmmm, you taste good." I say.

"Isn't that yucky?" she asks staring at my finger.

"Nope," I grin, "It's yum. Isn't that right girls?"

Both Alison and Rene nod eager agreement. "It's better than strawberry ice

cream." Rene adds enthusiastically.

"Really?" Anna asks, a little disbelievingly.

"Really." I confirm. "Anyway enough of that for now." I say, lifting her

in my arms and blowing a zoober into her belly. I then drop her, giggling

and wriggling, into the water.

Then when she rises, sputtering wildly, I splash her in the face, being

careful to send most of the water past her at the other two girls. Yelling

dire threats at me, all three of them start sweeping great sheets of water

in my direction. I endure the inundation for a few seconds then slide from

my seat and sit on the bottom in the center of the spa.

Seconds later, cool bubbles of air tickle my balls and arsehole as one of

the girls starts the blower. Waving my arms about, I feel for their

ankles, but the little shits are standing on the seats, where they know I

don't dare pull them under, so I curl my legs under me and rise with a

roar that sets them squealing with mock fright.

Standing on the seat directly in front of me is Alison, so I sweep her up

in my arms and pull her shrieking delightedly to my chest. "You look like

a tasty little girl," I say in a gurgling voice, "I am going to take you

to my grotto beneath the waves, where I'm going eat you up."

"Oh save me, save me." she cries, sounding anything but terrified.

"No, you can't eat my sister." Rene cries taking hold of one of Alison's

flailing arm and pulling feebly.

"No, No, don't eat her." Anna yells, getting into the act and taking the

other arm."

"No one escapes the creature from the black lagoon." I gurgle, slowly

sinking beneath the roiling surface, taking my wriggling victim with me.

Rolling to break the younger girl's grip, I shift my hands and move her

until I can press my lips to one of the tiny mounds sprouting from

Alison's chest. She tenses at the contact, expecting a zoober, but instead

of blowing, I open my mouth wide and make munching motions over her tiny

titty, flicking the tip of my tongue back and forth over the rapidly

erecting nipple.

A few seconds after I begin munching on the other nipple, she pulls away,

seeking release. I allow my hands to slide down over her hips to her upper

thighs as she stands on my legs and press my mouth over her mounds

munching and licking at her young pussy. I feel, more than hear her

excited squeal, as my tongue, pushes between her labia and flicks over her

stiffening clit.

Then, needing breath myself, I push her off my legs and rise to the

surface, finding myself nose to nose with my next willing victim. Grinning

back at her, I draw a deep breath and wrap my arms about Rene, pulling her

under the roiling water. Giving each of her tiny, pink nipples a quick

flick with my tongue, I trail down over her belly to the fat little mound

between her widespread legs. Opening my mouth wide, I engulf her plump,

young pussy and munch and lick until she let's me know she has run out of

air.

Releasing her and rising to the surface, I turn towards my final victim

and find her blushing and giggling as she struggles weakly in Alison's

arms. As I take hold of her, her blush deepens and she goes totally limp

and quiet.

Guessing that Anna would probably try to drown herself if I took her below

the bubbling water and started mouthing her pussy, I stretch her out on

the surface to chow down on the third grader's slim body. Beginning at her

fingers, I open my mouth wide and engulf most of her hand. I then make my

way, noisily, up her arm, making her squirm a little and giggle at the

smacking sounds I make.

When I reach her shoulder, I transfer my attention to her face, feeling

the heat of her flush on my tongue as I nibble and lick at her cheek.

Playfully, I suck on her little nose, nibbling the tip for a few seconds,

revelling in the sound of her happy giggles, before moving on to her sweet

red lips.

I find them waiting for me, slightly parted with the dying echoes of her

mirth. Gently, I suck one of her lips between mine, kissing her softly,

sensuously. Not wanting to possibly scare her with a deeper kiss, I flick

her lips with the tip of my tongue as I pull away and gently bite down on

her upthrust chin.

Her head is tilted back to expose her thin throat and as I move lower, I

take her windpipe between my teeth, feeling her shudder slightly at the

contact. But with surprising trust, she does not try to force me away with

her chin, instead she tilts her head further back, giving me even greater

access to her vulnerable throat.

Ever lower, I roam further with my teeth and lips, taking each of her

prominent collar bones into my mouth, and gently bite down. As I pass over

her tiny, undeveloped boobs, I smack my lips as I flick them with the tip

of my tongue, feeling the soft, pink skin crinkle and tighten under my

touch. With a last flick to her the BB sized nubbins of her nipples, I

move on to the bottom of her ribcage, where she helpfully sucks her

stomach in, to allow me to fasten my lips and teeth around her lowermost

ribs.

As I pass over the dimple of her belly button, I can't resist spearing my

tongue into the little slit like depression, making her buckle in my arms

and shriek with girlish laughter. Shifting my grip on her slim little

body, I take advantage of her folded position to munch noisily on the

heels of her feet and then her toes. Then as she unfolds I snack my way up

her legs alternating from shin to shin and then gently bite down on her

dimpled knees, where I discover she is very ticklish.

But all of her laughter disappears when I turn her in my arms and kneel on

the bottom, repositioning her with her legs over my shoulders. As I munch

my way up the soft skin of her inner thighs towards her protuberant pussy,

she strains to see what I am doing. Seeing this, Alison moves behind her,

supporting her head and shoulders.

With a final loud "Groumph!" I engulf her fat mound in it's entirety,

making her squeal with laughter that immediately chokes off with a gasp,

as I drag my tongue from the dimple at the base of her slit to her clit at

the top. Already beginning to harden under the influence of the strange

new sensations that I have begun to awaken in her, her clitoris quickly

grows to it's full dimensions surprising me with it's size.

Pulling back, I gaze up between her legs at her hairless slit, which is

now pushed open at the top by a thick, rigid shaft, as wide and as long as

the first joint of my ring finger. Both Alison and Rene gasp at the size

of the little pricklet that pushes from between Anna's bald labia and when

I look up, I see Alison unconsciously licking her lips.

"Oh!" Anna squeaks in surprise, "It's never done that before. How come

it's doing that?"

"Because it's happy." I say smiling, "It's never happened before, because

it's never been touched properly before." Lowering my head a few inches, I

give the proudly standing, fleshy shaft a flick with the tip of my tongue,

making her gasp and push her hips up towards my mouth.

"Oh!" she squeaks, "That's nice do it again."

Happy to comply with her wishes, I flick the stubby shaft back and forth a

few times with the tip of my tongue, enjoying her little squeals and

wriggles of pleasure. Then because I want her first orgasm to be a special

one, not something hastily induced in the spa, I plant a final kiss on the

very tip and pull back lowering her into the water.

Not knowing the pleasures that I have denied her, she wraps her slim arms

about my neck, and presses her lips to mine in a soft, sweet, sensuous

kiss, pulling back after a timeless two seconds to whisper, "Thank you."

Whispering "You're welcome." in return, I playfully snap at her nose,

making her pull back with a happy squeal that knocks Alison beneath the

boiling surface of the water.

Sputtering as she rises, Alison begins to wrestle with Anna, tickling and

ducking her. A moment later, Rene comes in on the side of her new friend,

making up for her lack of size with ferocity, as the two of them put

Alison on the defensive. Leaving them to disport themselves as they

please, I sit back on the seat to watch their play, enjoying the brief

glimpses of white or lightly tanned flesh, that occasionally rise above

the roiling surface.

After a minute or so of cheerful, wrestling in which Alison gets worse

than she delivers, they go into a little huddle. With the noise of the

roaring blower, I can't hear what Alison is saying. But it's not too hard

to guess, as Rene nods enthusiastically while Anna shakes her head and

glances in my direction. Alison, though will not take 'no' for an answer,

and becomes more animated, talking and gesticulating until Anna nods,

blushing furiously. Then with a wicked grin, Alison submerges herself,

while the other two look on, Rene grinning, Anna blushing furiously.

A second later, I feel the water swirling about my legs and a soft pair of

lips engulf my half hard member as Alison grasps my hips to hold herself

down. The back of her head briefly appears in the swirling waters over my

lap, then disappears as she bobs back down. For about half a minute or so,

she bobs up and down on my rapidly hardening cock, her tongue working

furiously. She then surfaces with a gasp and moves aside for Rene, saying

with a grin, "It's our turn to eat YOU up."

Even as Alison speaks, Rene grasps my raging penis in one hand and forces

her tiny mouth down over the swollen head of my cock, her tongue pushed

against the bottom of her mouth by the thickness of my shaft. When she

pulls back, the tiny pre-schooler completely removes her mouth from my

prick, then bobs down again, her lips, an excruciatingly tight ring that

rolls down over my sensitive glans, the tip of her tongue brushing over

the fraenum. Incredibly, this tiny little girl far surpasses her elder

sister, in both duration and skill, and when she finally does come up for

air, she leaves me a gibbering wreck, my balls aching for release.

As she pulls aside gasping she waves Anna towards me. Blushing furiously,

the eight year old, steps hesitantly towards me, her uncertainty prompting

me to say, "You don't have to do this if you don't want too." But she just

shakes her head at my words and continues to advance, submerging herself

as her legs touch my knees. Her hand grasps my shaft in a light grip and a

moment later her lips brush over the very tip of my cock, making it

twitch. She pulls back, a bit and lets go in surprise. Then a moment later

secures a slightly firmer grip and I feel her tongue pass over my fraenum

and on to the winking eye at the end of my prick, the light, feathery

touch, almost enough to set me off.

Finally, gaining confidence as nothing nasty happens, she opens her jaw

wide, and brings her mouth down over my cock, her lips closing around the

shaft as the swollen head of my cock glances off the roof of her mouth.

Then without moving her head, she begins a baby like sucking, that is more

soothing than arousing and I feel the urgent need to empty my balls

subside.

Chapter 21 - Circus Tricks.

Ten seconds later, she releases my cock and lifts her head above the

surface, smiling broadly. "How was that?" she asks.

Not wanting to disappoint her, I say, "It was great. How did it make you

feel?"

"Naughty," she giggles, "but it also made my tummy feel tingly, like when

you licked my pussy."

"Would you like to taste his creamy stuff?" Rene asks.

"I don't know." Anna answers uncertainly.

"I know," Alison says, "You can watch me and Rene and then you can try it,

he squirts lots and lots of time so we can all have some."

"Would you like to do that?" I ask.

Anna nods hesitantly and Alison orders me to lie down on the deck beside

the spa. As I do so, holding my upper body up on my elbows, so that I can

watch, she tells Rene to get out of the water and kneel on the deck beside

me. As she takes her position astride my legs, leaving Anna kneeling on

the seat, Rene takes advantage of the situation to slip her tight little

mouth over my cock.

But once she has herself positioned, Alison takes control, prising Rene's

fingers off my shaft and telling her to let go. Reluctantly Rene pulls

away and Alison's lips replace hers. She bobs her head twice, her tongue

pressed against the underside of my shaft then withdraws and angles my

prick towards Anna.

Again Anna opens her jaw wide, not closing her lips around the shaft until

the glans is well within the warm cavern of her mouth and Alison says,

"Not like that Anna, The purple bit's the most sensitive, especially the

wrinkled bit, make your lips touch it there and lick it with your tongue

too."

Nodding, Anna tightens her lips around me as she pulls back, her tongue

pressing upwards against the fraenum as she withdraws. When my prick pops

free, she asks, "Was that better Greg?"

"You're doing great." I reassure her, "These two have just had a bit more

practice than you."

Alison aims my prick towards Rene, and this time, before she forces her

tightly ovaled lips over my glans, she flicks at the underside with the

tip of her tongue, making me gasp. Then, when she forces her lips over my

swollen glans, she makes them even tighter than she has before, making me

groan and stab my hips upwards, forcing my prick against the back of her

throat with a rush and making her gag.

As Rene pulls away, coughing, Alison moves in, swirling her tongue around

the tip of my cock twice, before plunging her head down and forcing my

cock through lips almost as tightly pursed as her little sister's. Taking

only the head of my prick into her mouth, she massages the shaft with her

hand, sliding the skin up and down over the iron hard core as she works

her tongue over swollen purple glans, especially against the sensitive

underside, and the tiny slit at the tip.

I groan as she releases me with a wet suck and aims my cock towards Anna's

waiting mouth. Anna almost pushes Alison aside in her eagerness, her

tongue slapping wetly over my glans as she enthusiastically goes to work.

Then after giving my cock a slippery coating of saliva, she begins to

explore my glans with the tip of her tongue, tracing the wrinkled skin on

the fraenum, tickling the slit and pushing stiffened tip under the rim of

the helmet.

A moment later she encloses the bulbous crown in her mouth and without

preamble, pushes her lips down to the base of my shaft, taking half of my

cock deep into her throat. The incredible sensation of her narrow gullet

massaging the head of my cock is too much for me and before I can warn her

a massive jet of cum, sears my guts as it burns through my shaft into her

stomach.

Feeling my glans swell in her throat, and the base pulse against her lips,

she tries to pull her mouth of my spasming cock, but before she can get it

all of the way out, I pump a second jet, even more powerful than the first

against the roof of her mouth. The third sprays across her upper lip and

cheek.

But as Rene moves to take my spouting prick into her mouth, the taste of

my cum registers with Anna and she takes hold of my cock, almost wrenching

it from Alison's hand, and pulls it back to her mouth. Before she can seal

her lips over my fountaining member, I decorate her face with a fourth

viscous, white streamer of cum. Hungrily, she takes the remainder of my

searing load into her hot little mouth, holding it on her tongue without

swallowing.

As the pleasure/pain of the spasms wracking my body loose their intensity,

and the torrent of semen slows to a trickle, Anna hollows her cheeks and

sucks powerfully, literally pulling the last of the cum from my body. Then

satisfied that she will get no more from my wilting prick, Anna sits up

with a shit eating grin on her cum streaked face and opens her mouth,

showing us the glutinous, white mass coating her tongue and the thick

pearly strands joining it to the roof of her mouth.

Taking in the awed and somewhat miffed expressions of the other two girls,

she gulps twice, working the thick, viscous fluid down her throat and

tells them, "Sorry, I changed my mind." Though her cheeky grin belies her

apology.

When, a few moments later, I have recovered enough to speak, I ask

incredulously, "Where did you learn that trick?"

"What trick?" she asks, her giggle telling me she knows damned well what

I'm asking her.

"Swallowing my cock, you little shit." I say grinning.

"At the circus." she replies, "We went early and I saw the sword swallower

practicing and I snuck away from Mummy and Daddy and watched him from

behind a truck. He saw me and said I could come out and watch properly. He

showed me all his swords and he even ate some fire for me, but he wouldn't

tell me how he did that.

"I asked if he'd show me how to swallow the swords and he said 'No.' but I

kept on asking and he said 'O.K.' I could try with a little practice sword

he'd made for his little girl. I think he thought I'd be sick and I'd go

away.

"He showed me how to tilt my head back and hold the sword and I tried it,

I was nearly sick and he told me I had to sort of swallow while I was

doing it. I did it again and swallowed the whole thing. He said I was

better at it than his own little girl and I could keep the sword.

"Then Mummy and Daddy found me and they were a bit mad that I'd run away,

Mummy wanted me to give the sword back but Daddy told her to let me keep

it. Then the sword swallower told them how good I was and whispered to

Daddy and gave him some free tickets.

"When we went into the circus tent and when it was his turn, he got me to

come out into the ring and I swallowed my sword in front of everybody and

every body cheered and clapped and all my friends who were at the circus

too, saw me and I did it at school for them until the teacher took my

sword away and said I couldn't do it at school any more.

"But some really big girls in grade six, really pop'lar ones, asked me if

I could do it with a banana so I tried and I could. Then they asked me to

show them how to do it, so it told them how to hold their necks straight

and swallow when they felt like being sick and they all did it, and they

giggled and said 'Thankyou.' one of them even said she was going to

surprise her daddy after the others were all gone. And some of my friend's

big sisters, 'Really big girls in high school'" I can hear the awe in her

voice at being noticed by such exalted personages, "got me to show them

too.

"Now I don't even have to swallow any more and I can put things straight

into my throat." she finishes proudly. "And I thought since your thing, uh

cock is like a banana I could swallow it too. Do you think that girl sucks

her daddy's cock? Do you think those other girls suck on their daddy's

cocks too? Do you think my daddy would like it if I sucked his?"

"Uh yes," I stammer, "I'm pretty sure she does, and some of the other's

might too, but I'd say most of them would be sucking their boyfriend's

off. I don't know about your daddy though. Does he like watching you

swallow your sword?"

"Yeah he always gets me to do it when he has visitors." she answers, "And

when Mummy's not there he likes to watch me do it with bananas too, and

when I do it he looks like he's really hungry, you know like licking his

lips and things."

"In that case, yeah he'd probably like it a lot," I say, "but you can't

just offer to do it for him, you'll have to pretend it was yucky like you

thought before you tasted mine." I pause as a thought comes to me, "I

know, maybe you could say, 'I wish I had some cream for this banana.' the

next time you do it for him."

"Uh-huh." she nods seriously, then asks, "That's because we can't let him

find out about us, right?"

"That's right." I answer brushing a cum streaked strand of hair behind her

ear.

"I wonder if that girl fucks her daddy too." Rene adds.

"What does that mean?" Anna asks, recognising the naughty word but not

knowing it's meaning.

"That's where he puts his cock in your pussy and slides it in and out

until he squirts inside you." Rene explains, showing off, but she then

spoils it by adding, "You can watch Greg fuck Alison later and I wish Mama

would come home so he can fuck me too."

"Why?" Anna ask curiously, not understanding the implications of Rene's

words.

"Because she want's to watch the first time I get fucked." Rene answers

before I can stop her.

"Your mama knows about you doing things with men?" Anna asks, her eyes

wide in shock, "Wasn't she mad at you?"

"Yeah, my Mama's cool, she even got Greg to look after us, so he could

fuck me, because she heard my friend Jenny telling me all about him. But

she didn't know about Rene then. Greg told Mama about her this morning

after she put these plastic cocks Mamma has in her pussy. She was

listening too and she spied on Mama and saw where she hid her plastic

cocks and she practiced with them until she can put bigger things in her

pussy than me. But I've only done things with Greg." She concludes her

jumbled explanation.

"Why isn't my mummy like that?" Anna asks.

"Because different people think about sex in different ways." I say, "Your

Gran probably taught her that sex was bad unless you are married, or she

might have been hurt really bad by a man who didn't care about her when

she was young, so she taught you that sex was bad too. Rene's and Alison's

mummy knows that sex isn't bad if you do it with somebody you can really

trust, so she lets them do it.

"Oh, what about their daddy?" she asks.

"He doesn't know and daddies sometimes get very angry with people who have

sex with their little girls." I answer, "So they're going to get their

mamma to help them. And that's why you have to pretend you don't know

anything if your daddy does anything with you too."

"But I don't want to wait until Daddy comes home from hostipal," Anna

complains, "I want you to fuck me now. I want to see what it's like."

"I'm sorry honey," I say slipping into the water beside her and pulling

her unto my knee, "I can't because there's this little piece of skin

inside your vagina." I take her hand in mine and close all but one of her

fingers into a fist. I guide it down between her legs as I continue. "Here

push your finger into your vagina and feel, but be careful because you

don't want to hurt yourself.

She follows my instructions, and a look of wonder crosses her face as she

explores the forbidden territory of her young cunt. "Ooh! I can feel it,

it sort of hurts when I push on it. Why is it there?"

"I think it stops things like poo and dirt going up inside you when you

are a baby. When you get older that has to be broken before you can fuck

properly and it takes a little while before you can walk properly

afterwards, so your mummy might find out and then we'd all get into

trouble."

"I really wish I could," I say, tightening my hug, and kissing her cum

streaked cheek, "but it's just too dangerous in the little bit of time we

have tonight. But we can still do other fun things. Isn't that right

girls?"

"Uh-huh." they confirm, slipping in on either side of us, and hugging Anna

too. "We can have lot's of fun." Rene continues.

"O.K.!" Anna says a little disappointed.

"Now," I say, in more cheerful tones, why don't you three let me out so I

can order the pizza and we'll just have a soak in here until it comes.

Then after tea we can have some more fun and games. O.K.?"

"O.K." is the threefold response, with Alison pulling Anna onto her knee

and licking one cheek clean of cum."

"Hey!" Rene cries as Anna giggles and hunches in on herself, "I want some

too."

"Don't bother," Alison says making a face, "it doesn't taste very nice

when it's cold."

"You're a greedy guts." Rene complains to Anna.

"We'll you'll just have to wait till later won't you?" I say as I climb

from the water and stand dripping on the deck.

"We can still have fun anyway." Alison declares, and Anna squeaks a little

as Alison rubs her pussy under the water.

"Don't Alison." I say, "Lets wait until later, so we can make it special

for her. O.K.?"

"O.K. Meanie." she replies, then says to Anna, "He made it real special

for me last night. Now let's wash your face." she says, with a mercurial

mood change, pushing Anna and her sister into the water.

Leaving them tussling, I go and order the pizza, and collect my robe from

Alison's room, so I have something to wear to the door. When I return to

the spa, I find them still fighting playfully, and dumping my robe by the

door I step back into the spa.

Immediately, all three girls turn on me and we spend a fun twenty minute

or so, ducking and tickling each other and blowing zoobers whenever and

wherever the opportunity present's itself. Then, just as I have a happily

squealing Rene bent backwards over the edge of the spa and I am preparing

to attack her protruding belly button, the doorbell rings.

Blowing a zoober on her belly by way of farewell, I get up and slip my

robe and collect some money from my pants in the lounge before answering

the door. As I hand over the money and take the two flat boxes from his

hands, his eyes widen and his jaw drops as I hear rapid, thudding

footsteps behind me.

Chapter 22 - Tasty Treats.

"Hello mister, have you got our dinner for us?" Rene asks, stepping up, to

stand naked and dripping, beside me.

"Uh, yeah." he stammers, fumbling with his change maker.

"We've been playing in the spa." she informs him innocently.

"Uh, so I see." he replies, "Um, aren't you cold?"

"No, we've got the fire on. Is that your car?" she points towards the car

parked out the front with a huge pig's head bolted to the roof.

"Um, no," he says, fighting to keep his eyes on her face, instead of a

point some eighteen inches lower, "it belongs to my boss, I just drive it

when I deliver pizzas."

"Oh." she says, her eyes darting about as she looks for a way to extend

the conversation. After a brief pause, she points to his change maker and

asks "How does that work?"

He demonstrates the spring loaded device for her, removing all of the

coins in one compartment and showing her the spring inside, then pushes

the coins one by one back into place. About half way through this, he drop

several coins, his eyes looking past me. I turn to follow his gaze and see

the older two girls returning, now with towels wrapped about their waists.

"Hello." they say, stopping to address him. Alison with her shoulders

thrown back to show off her brand new breasts.

"Uh, hello." he stammers, allowing another twenty cent piece to slip from

his fingers and bounce ringingly on the concrete of the porch. The noise

of the bouncing coin, seems to bring him to his senses and he stoops to

recover the coins.

"O.K. that's enough Rene." I say, handing her the pizzas and giving her a

push towards the lounge before she can find another excuse to delay him

further, "We'd better let," I read his nameplate, "Brian go, he gets paid

for each pizza he delivers and we're making him take too long. Thanks for

the pizzas mate, here you deserve a tip for putting up with her

questions." I hand him five dollars.

"Bye!" the girls call out, followed by an embarrassed squeak from Alison.

"Bye!" he calls back over his shoulder and stumbles as he, already on the

path, tries to take a nonexistent step.

As I close the door and turn away, I notice a towel on the floor and

Alison peeking, red faced, around the jamb of the lounge room door.

Giggling she steps out and retrieves her towel, but makes no attempt to

resecure it about her waist. Instead she makes an exasperated noise and

begins to roughly towel Rene dry, ignoring the little girl's protests as

she berates her for dripping on the carpet, at least my dripping has been

confined to the vinyl carpet protector and has now more or less stopped.

"Where are the drinks?" Alison asks as she finishes with her sister and

looks up at me.

"Oops," I say, "I forgot to order any."

"Well you'd better go and get some." she says, "We can't have pizza

without drinks."

Well you'd better put some clothes on while I put the pizza's in the

oven." I return mimicking her tone.

"Why?" she asks, "Mamma leaves us here when she goes up the shops."

"Because I'm not your mamma and different rules apply." I tell her, "Now

get dressed."

After putting the pizzas in the oven and lighting it, I find the girls

waiting for me in the lounge apparently dressed. But as I bend over to

pick up my own clothes, I notice a little piece of white fabric peeking

out from beneath one of the cushions on the couch. Lifting the cushion, I

find Anna's knickers and balled up behind them Alison's and Rene's.

"Well?" I ask, turning towards them.

"Can we? Please?" Alison asks beseechingly, her expression mirrored in two

other small faces. "It's only a little way and it feels so good."

"It makes me feel naughty too." Rene puts in and Anna and Alison nod in

agreement.

"O.K.,"I agree, "but only if you don't put on any more little shows like

you just did for the poor bloke who delivered the pizzas." I look directly

at Rene, "What happened to the shy little girl who was so scared of

strangers that she took half an hour, to say hello to me?"

"I was sort of scared still," she answers with a giggle, "but I like the

way it feels too. Besides Alison dared me."

"Oh God, an adrenalin junkie." I groan, rolling my eyes heavenwards. "And

you," I say giving Alison a direct look. "What do you think you were

playing at, streaking through the house, then coming back and showing off

those mozzie bites, you call boobs, then dropping your towel like that?"

"Oh don't be like that." she says, giggling, "It was fun and nobody got

hurt and I didn't mean to drop the towel, it slipped when I waved to him.

And SHE dared us first." she finishes, pointing to Rene.

I try to look severely at the giggling pre-schooler, but I can't help

smiling. Shaking my head, I say, "I'm starting to think that teaching you

that scary is fun, wasn't such a good idea. You're becoming incorrigible."

"What's that?" she asks curiously.

"Naughty all the time." I answer with a smile, ruffling her hair.

"I like being naughty." she grins back.

"Yeah, well don't get too naughty. If you are a little bit naughty at the

right times it's all right, but too much is too much." I say as I finish

dressing, "Now come on."

Ten minutes later, the girls are removing their clothes, almost before I

kick the front door closed and I have to tell them not to leave their

clothes in the entryway. Giggling they, do so, taking them through to the

lounge along with the drinks while I go and get the pizzas.

As I enter the lounge, Rene relieves me of the pizzas, while Alison leads

me towards a chair, which she stands on to remove my shirt, while Anna

opens my pants and slides them down my legs, at which point she realises

that my shoes are in the way. Giggling, she and Rene take a shoe each, and

a few seconds later, they have me as naked as themselves.

Laying the towels over the carpet to catch anything we drop, we settle

down to eat. The three girls sit opposite me with their legs crossed,

giving me a perfect view of their hairless pre-teen slits.

On the left, Rene's fat little lips are slightly parted, revealing a tiny

pink nubbin at the top of her cleft and a tiny hole at the bottom. So

small is the entrance to her vagina, that I find it difficult to believe

that it can open enough to accommodate my littlest finger, let alone

something that might make a girl three or even four times her age pause.

In the middle sits Alison, her more mature slit gaping a little to reveal

the darker pink of her still developing inner lips, surmounted at the top

by her little pink clit, peeping from within it's hood. At the base, a

small dark hole that is leaking a glistening dribble of clear, sweet juice

onto the towel beneath her bottom.

Finally, I allow my eyes to fall on Anna and drink her in. Dark,

expressive eyes meet mine from beneath her mop of half dry, brunette

curls. A dozen or so freckles pepper her small, retrousse nose above a

pair of full, moist lips which are slightly quirked upwards in one corner

and her cheeks are delicately flushed.

Supporting her head is a long slender neck, and her tiny eight year old

body is slim, without being skinny. Her tiny pink nipples, have not yet

begun to darken and are only distinguishable by the paleness of the skin

that surrounds them and an almost imperceptible bump in the very center.

Centred in her flat, white belly, is her navel, a tiny, half inch long

vertical slit and running diagonally over her right hip is a slightly

angry, red slash, marking where her appendix has been removed.

Ultimately, my eyes come to her treasure of treasures. Between slender,

lightly tanned thighs, one marked with a series of parallel scratches

bestowed by the see-saw, is her tightly closed slit, at the base a tiny

puckered dimple, almost completely closed to the outside world.

My eyes follow the line of the fine, shadowed crack, that separates the

large, perfectly formed halves of her pale, snowy mons. Only where her

huge clit, which has begun to harden under the influence of my gaze, do

her tightly closed labia grudgingly separate, closing again immediately

above her clitoris, embracing it firmly and vanishing half an inch or so

higher, where her mound meets her belly.

Whilst I look, her hand comes down to cover her mound, her tiny fingers

lightly brushing over the shiny pink head of her clit. As I watch, it

continues to harden and elongates, until it finally stands fully erect, a

firm, lustrous shaft of dark pink flesh, that visibly pulses with her

heartbeat.

A moment later, I catch sight of Rene moving out of the corner of my eye

as she drop her half eaten slice of pizza back into the box and starts

crawling on hands and knees behind her sister. "No Rene, after tea." I

tell her, receiving a rebellious look in return as she continues to move

towards Anna.

"After tea or not at all." I threaten and she stops dead, then rapidly

shuffles backwards, returning to her pizza, which she starts stuffing into

her mouth. "That goes for you too." I say to Anna, smiling as she jerks

her hand away from her pussy and reaches for a slice of pizza.

As we eat, we pass the bottle of lemonade around, not bothering about

cups. The first time a chunk of pineapple falls from Alison's pizza, I

pick it from between her legs and use it to collect some of the dribble of

pussy juice that seeps from her vagina. Then as Anna looks on in wide eyed

amazement, I pop it into my mouth and chew it with exaggerated motions of

my jaw as I make loud noises of approval.

After that, the girls become much more messy eaters, continually dropping

bits and pieces of pizza topping and taking turns to collect them from

between each other's legs, and rubbing them against a seeping pussy,

before consuming them. Even Anna joins in, as she begins to realise that

the other two seem to enjoy the flavour of this new seasoning as much as I

had. The first time she tastes Alison's nectar, she holds the piece of

pineapple between her fingers, considering it carefully for a few seconds

before she tentatively, extends her tongue and licks at it.

Detecting nothing nasty, she pops it into her mouth. She then deliberately

picks another chunk off her slice and rubs it against Alison's slit to

collect another tasty morsel. Because of her greater age and hence, higher

level of lubricant production, the other two girls hands are constantly

between her widespread thighs. Almost as if they were using her for a

savoury dip.

As the younger girl's gustatory adventures continue, she becomes more and

more aroused and begins to loose her coordination, at one point dropping

her half eaten slice of pizza on Rene's hands as the impertinent

preschooler, tweaks her elder sister's rock hard clit. Giggling, the

little girl recovers the slice and sops up most of Alison's seeping juices

with the crust.

She then takes a big bite out of the crust and says, "Get another slice."

when Alison protests. As she chews on the succulent mouthful, she offers

Anna a bite, and giggling madly, the two littlest girls tease Alison by

sharing her dinner and her vaginal secretions in front of her.

Good naturedly, Alison pushes them apart long enough to snag another wedge

from the box, and withdraws to one side to eat it in peace as she slides

two greasy fingers in and out of her weeping hole. Then once she has

nibbled the slice down to the crust, she pushes it up into her body,

sopping up considerably more juices than Rene had filched.

What she does next can only be described as, 'eating at them', as she

slowly nibbles the sodden crust, loudly expressing her appreciation of

each tiny bite.

Just then the phone rings, and saying, "Be good." I rise to answer it.

"Hello?" I say, picking up the receiver.

"Hello Greg? It's Jean. Can I ask you a huge favour?" her voice is a

strange mixture of diffidence and fear.

"You can always ask." I reply.

"Could you possibly keep Anna there with you overnight?" she asks.

explaining, "They've just taken Sean off to theatre and I'd like to be

here just in case."

"Oh my God!" I say, "What's wrong? It isn't anything serious, is it?"

"There was a blood clot in his leg and it's moved into one of his lungs, I

guess we're lucky it didn't lodge in his heart, but they have to operate

to remove it. They say it's pretty serious, but he should be all right."

"Of course I'll look after her if you need me to, but wouldn't she be

better off with her grandparents?"

"Her grandparents live in Melbourne and I don't want to scare her by

having a friend pick her up from there and take her home with them. I'd

rather not tell her about this until the operation is over. She loves her

father very much and It would just be too devastating for her to be told

that he's going to be O.K. and then have something happen. This way you

can just tell her that I'm very tired and I thought she might like to

sleep over."

"Stop talking like that!" I scold her, "He's going to be fine. Now, what

about you? Are you going to be O.K.? Would you like me to come and get

Robert too?"

"I know I'm being silly, I just can't help it." she says, "Robert's fine

right here, they're putting him in the children's ward, so all you have to

worry about is Anna. I'll call tomorrow morning to let you know how things

went."

"O.K. well that's settled." I say, "Now I've got a fair idea that you

aren't going to get much sleep tonight, so if you want me to, I'll keep

Anna here until tomorrow afternoon. How about you call me in the morning

and if everything's O.K. I'll take her and the other two to some caves I

know of. They're not that much really, but when I was their age I thought

they were the greatest and they're perfectly safe. That way you can get

some sleep tomorrow and I'll bring her home in time for tea. How does that

sound?"

"It sounds great." Jean tells me in relieved tones, "I feel like shit now,

and by tomorrow morning I'll be like the walking dead. I don't know how,

I'm ever going to repay you."

"I've already told you: Help other people when they need it and tell them

to do the same." I reply, "Now do you want to speak to Anna?"

"No I don't think so." she replies thoughtfully, "If I speak to her, she's

going to know that something's wrong. So just tell her Robert started

crying or something."

"O.K." I say, "I think, I'll set up the girl's mattresses in the lounge

and let them have a slumber party. Would you mind if I let her stay up

late?"

"No, that would be great, she'll be so excited about that, that she won't

have time to wonder why I'm getting her to stay over. I've got to go now

somebody want's to use the phone. I'll speak to you in the morning. Bye."

"Bye." I reply, and hurriedly add, "Oh, one last thing. Once Sean's out of

theatre, you tell the nurse to give you a glass of warm milk and some

Mogadon. And I don't want to hear from you until nine o'clock at the

earliest."

"I will." she says, a hint of laughter in her voice, "See you."

"Ciao." I reply, and hang up.

Chapter 23 - Sleepover Games.

In they lounge, I find that the girls have abandoned the last few slices

of pizza and have moved on to desert, Alison. She is lying back on a towel

with her knees pulled up into her armpits. Crouched over her pussy, with

their backs towards me, Anna and Rene are jostling playfully, taking

alternate swipes at Alison's drooling pussy with their tongues.

Holding my finger to my lips, I wink at Alison over the tops of the

younger girl's heads and creep up behind them. Extending the index finger

of one hand and cupping the other, I surprise them, each according to

their ability to accommodate my attentions. In a single smooth motion, I

bury my finger to the hilt in Rene's tiny, pre-teen twat, making her jerk

upright and squeal in pleased surprise. Anna too squeaks and sits back on

her heels, trapping my hand beneath her, as I curl my fingers under her

and caress her smooth, hairless mound, clasping her protruding clit

between two fingers.

Taking advantage of their, temporary immobility, I drop to my knees and

lean between them to taste Alison's saliva and pussy juice slicked quim.

Extending my tongue, I drag it in a broad, wet swipe from the base of her

spine to her solid little clit. She squeals with delight, lifting her hips

from the floor to prolong the contact with my tongue.

"Oooh, you licked her bottom hole." Anna breaths, shocked.

"Uh-huh," I say grinning at her. "it's clean and it feel's good. Doesn't

it Alison?" I ask, as I return to the puckered, pink rosebud, circling it

with the tip of my tongue and stabbing at the winking eye with the tip

every couple of orbits.

"Oh yeah!" Alison breaths between squeaks, lifting her hips higher to give

me greater access to her twitching arsehole. "It feels great."

On my left, Rene bounces on my hand, pulling herself up until only the tip

of my finger remains within her pussy, then slams herself back down,

squealing happily, as she drives my finger back up into the hot, slick,

embrace of her incredibly elastic little vagina. Again and again, she

rises and falls on my finger, voicing her pleasure, with little squeaks

and moans of enjoyment.

As Alison jounces her hips to remind me that I should be paying some

attention to her, Anna lifts herself from my hand and moves away. I look

up to see what she is doing and find her trying to see where my finger

pierces Rene's body.

Briefly, I abandon Alison, smiling at her disappointed moan, and roll Rene

over onto her back beside her sister. Kneeling between the two girls, I

push two fingers on each hand into their little cunts and begin pumping

then in and out. Both girls lift themselves up onto their elbows to watch

my fingers, sliding in and out of their tight little twats while Anna

looks on in stunned silence.

A moment later she breaks the silence with a disbelieving gasp, as I add a

third finger, first to Rene's incredibly pliant sheath and then, her big

sister's. Curling my fingertips upwards within their vaginas, I search for

and find their G-spots, grinning as they squeal in unison and lift their

bottoms clear of the towel in order to force my fingers deeper into their

bodies.

As my attentions to their most potent erogenous zones continue, first

Alison and then Rene, fall off their elbows and onto their backs, their

hips bouncing involuntarily up and down as they come closer and closer to

a climax like they have never experienced before. Increasing the speed of

my plunging fingers, I bring my thumb down onto their clits, pressing

upwards harder with my fingertips, intensifying the pressure on their

G-spots.

A moment later, Alison's breath leaves her body with an explosive grunt as

she bridges, lifting up onto her heels and the top of her head as every

muscle in her body spasms in climax. Unable to breath, her body jerks in

time with the incredibly powerful contractions of her vaginal sheath about

my deeply embedded fingers. As her body is wracked with an ongoing series

of internal explosions she squirts a considerable quantity of pale,

slightly milky fluid into the palm of my hand.

Halfway through Alison's climax, Rene gives voice to a shriek of pure

animalistic pleasure, that is abruptly cut off, almost before it begins,

as her diaphragm locks tight. So intense is the little girl's climax, that

the muscles of her contracting vagina literally force my fingers from her

body, even as she too releases a small amount of feminine ejaculate into

my palm.

A moment later, both girls collapse, Rene into unconsciousness, as their

orgasms finish. Carefully cupping my hands to preserve the precious fluids

filling them, I turn to a wild eyed Anna, who looks from the girls to my

hands and finally up into my face. "Oh wow they peed in your hands." she

breaths, "Are they all right?"

"They're fine." I say reassuringly, they're just a little worn out. And

this isn't pee, it's like the stuff you were licking up before, but even

better. 'You want some?"

"Is it really better?" she ask, a trifle disbelievingly.

"The best." I reply enthusiastically and lap up the sweet, ambrosial

puddle that Alison had left in the palm of my right hand.

Reassured by my obvious enjoyment, Anna sniffs at the small pool in the

palm of my left hand, smiling at the strong, but pleasing aroma. She then

delicately dips the tip of her tongue into Rene's ejaculate and samples

the flavour. The ecstatic look that fills her face is indication enough

that she likes what she has tasted. She seizes my wrist in an iron grip

and rapturously laps up the rest. licking from my wrist to my fingertips,

ensuring that not a drop of Rene's sweet, ambrosial nectar is missed.

Indeed, so powerful is her liking for this new treat, that when I go to

clean my right hand, her hand shoots out to stop me, grabbing my wrist and

pulling it down to her mouth and waiting, eager, flicking tongue.

A groan from Alison makes me look up to where she has recovered enough to

lift herself up on to one elbow and look on with interest. She slides a

trembling hand across her still heaving belly and between her legs to

collect a portion of the delectable moisture, that has so enraptured Anna.

Lifting it to her lips, she tastes her nectar and smiles ecstatically. Her

hand becomes almost a blur as she transfers the exquisite emission from

her pussy to her mouth.

A few moments later, she realises that Rene had received the same

treatment and ignoring the fact that her little sister is still

unconscious, she rolls over with a groan and fastens her lips to her

sister's fat little baby pussy. A moment later an almost inaudible moan

announces Rene's return to consciousness. I look at her face, watching her

eyelids flutter open as she licks at her dry lips and tries to say

something.

Freeing myself from Anna, I pick up the bottle of soft drink, and push

Alison away. I lift Rene into my lap, supporting her head like I would a

babies, I hold the mouth of the bottle to her lips and give her a drink.

She gulps avidly for a few seconds then pushes the bottle aside and moans,

saying, "Oh wow, that was really good. How come it wasn't like that this

morning?"

"Because it would have scared you too much then." I reply, "So I made it

gentle that time. What was it like this time?"

"Like I had a 'gasm everywhere." she replies. "Did it happen to you too

Alison?"

"Uh-huh!" Alison nods, "It was like everything just exploded. It was

fucking great."

"I wish that could happen to me too and you could put your thin-uh cock in

me and do it-uh fuck me too." Anna says wistfully.

"Oh that reminds me." I say, "How do you feel about having lunch with

Alison and Rene tomorrow?"

"Yeah I'd like that." Anna replies, "Are you going to have another picnic

in the park?"

"Well if you want to." I say grinning broadly, "But I thought we might go

to some caves I know after your mother calls us and have lunch there."

"Huh?" she replies confused.

"Don't you get it silly?" Alison says, "You're not going home tonight,

you're staying here with us and you can get Greg to fuck you and

everything."

"Really?" she squeals, "Was that mummy on the phone, why didn't she want

to talk to me?"

"Yes it was your mummy, and she's still feeling tired, so she asked if you

can stay here. She didn't have time to talk because Robert started crying

and she had to go to him. So do you want to stay?"

"Of course I want to stay." she replies indignantly, "Will you really fuck

me?"

"If you want me to." I reply.

"Cool. Can we do it now?" she asks excitedly.

"Well not quite yet." reply, "Let's get cleaned up in here first so we can

bring out some mattresses. We're going to have a slumber party and you can

stay up as late as you want."

"Me too?" Rene asks hopefully.

"Yes you too." I reply grinning, "Now chop, chop, get moving." I roll her

from my lap and playfully swat her behind.

She impudently waggles her little bum at me and I apply a few more light

smacks to it, making her giggle, then squeal, as I swat the fat little

lips of her pussy that peek between her thighs. A moment later Alison,

kneels beside her baby sister and presents me with the same view and Anna

takes up station on the other side. I give the proffered bums and pussies

a half a dozen light swats each. Then going from left to right, I apply

one smack per behind, just hard enough to sting a little and make them

squeak, saying, "Move."

Giggling, they crawl away from me, and pick up the remains of our meal as

I collect our clothes and the towels, taking them through to the laundry,

where I put them in the washer and start it running. Collecting the girls

o my way back through the kitchen, I lead them into the master bedroom,

where we strip the bed, and with a great deal of giggling and awkward

manoeuvring we carry the mattress through to the lounge.

As I try to remake the bed, all three girls dive under the sheet as I

flick it out, giggling madly as it settles, billowing, over their

wriggling forms. I fall with a ferocious growl over the moving lumps under

sheet, jabbing my fingers into whatever parts of their anatomies that

present themselves. Their giggles become wild howls of laughter and their

squirming quickly entangles them in the sheet.

However, with all of the soft drink that they have consumed, it does not

take long, before Anna shrieks, "I'm gonna piddle."

Not wanting to soil Cheryl's mattress, I immediately desist and pull the

sheet from over them. Once she is able to see, Rene looks from Anna to me

is a decidedly speculative fashion. Finally she asks, "Wanna do wees in my

mouth?"

Anna stares at Rene, her jaw hanging open in shocked disbelief. Rene

giggles at her expression and says, "Greg drank my wees this morning and I

tasted it too. It doesn't taste bad and it made me feel really funny in my

pussy when he drank it."

Unable to speak, Anna looks at me for confirmation. Instead of answering

her directly, I turn to Alison and say, "You promised me a drink this

morning and then you wasted it in the dirt at the park. Are you going to

make it up to me now?"

"Yeah," she replies with a wicked gleam in her eyes, "but you've got to

let me drink yours too."

"Hey you can't drink all his wees, I want some too." Rene protests,

glaring at her sister.

Finally, Anna finds her voice and she fearfully asks me, do I have to

drink piddle too?"

Gathering her into my lap, I hug her tightly then move her back enough for

me to look into her eyes and say seriously, "You never, ever, have to do

anything with us that you don't want to. If you want to pee in Rene's

mouth that's all right and if you are totally grossed out by it, you can

stay out here and we'll promise to brush our teeth before we come back.

And if you want to watch us and do nothing yourself that's all right too."

Anna considers my words for a few seconds, her the apprehensive look

lifting from her features as she comprehends what I am saying. "I wanna

watch." she says, wriggling uncomfortably and pressing her hand in between

her legs, "Can we go now? I need to go real bad."

"Are you gonna let me drink it?" Rene asks.

"Yeah!" Anna giggles, "I still can't believe you really mean it though.

It's so... it's just so nasty."

"I know." I answer as I help her to her feet and get up myself. "That's

what makes it so sexy. Besides little girls make really tasty piss."

Impatient to begin, Rene grasps Anna's hand and jerking on her arm, leads

her towards the toilet. Laughing at Rene's eagerness, I take Alison's hand

in mine and follow on their heels. With all four of us crowded into the

toilet there is no room to move, so I suggest we continue through to the

bathroom and do it on the floor in there.

Rene grumbles when I begin moving everything off the tiled bathroom floor

into the bath, so impatient is she to begin. But a few seconds later we

have the floor clear and she starts to lie down.

"Wait a sec," I say, "let's do this a bit differently."

Crouching behind Anna, I take hold of her legs just above her knees and as

I lift her, I pull her knees up into her armpits so that her pussy is

fully exposed to Rene and her sister. As Rene moves into position in front

of us, Alison says, "Now don't drink it all yourself, I want some too."

"Me too." I chime in, "Save a little bit for me."

"I'll think about it." Rene giggles and leans forwards, licking from

Anna's puckered little anus to her semi-erect clit.

"Hey she licked my bum hole!" Anna gasps in shock.

Rene giggles at Anna's reaction and does it again, this time flicking her

tongue back and forth over Anna's rapidly erecting clit a few times before

seriously going to work on Anna's rubbery pink ring. Every few seconds she

shift her attention upwards, briefly sucking on Anna's hugely distended

clitoris and thing going back to her arsehole.

Once Rene is sure that she has milked the situation for maximum shock

value, she prises Anna's pussy lips apart and tickles her urethral opening

with her tongue. "O.K. you can do it now." She informs Anna imperiously.

Anna strains for a fews seconds, then sheepishly admits, "I can't do it

like this, I feel too weird."

"Oh phooey!" Rene exclaims. Her hands leave Anna's pussy lips and she digs

her fingers into the tiny eight year old's ribs, making her shriek with

laughter and squirm in my arms. Within a few seconds the tickling has the

desired effect and Anna's bladder lets loose with a powerful stream of

almost clear urine that catches Rene full in the face.

Quickly, Rene opens her mouth and catches Anna's mictural outpourings on

her tongue. Anna gasps, her laughter totally forgotten as she watches

Rene's mouth fill to overflowing with her piss. As Anna's piss begins to

dribble from the corners of Rene's mouth Alison shoulders her aside and

with her eyes closed she allows the hot stream to play over her face for a

few seconds before she too opens her mouth and tastes Anna's urine.

Grinning happily, she moves aside and gulps loudly, swallowing her

mouthful of piss while Rene puts her face back into the firing line,

eagerly refilling her mouth with Anna's sweet, warm pee. As she moves

aside for her sister, I see Rene's cheeks rhythmically bulging as she

holds the hot piss in her mouth, swishing it around on her tongue.

Then, just as Alison's mouth begins to overflow, the stream emerging from

between Anna's glistening pussy lips cuts off and she twists her head up

to look at me. "O.K. your turn." she informs me in a slightly strained

voice.

Tightening my grip about her thighs, I take a step backwards and allow

Anna's torso to fall as I pull her pussy to my lips. The sudden inversion

of her body surprises her and as she lets out an involuntary squeal, she

looses control of her bladder. A ten inch fountain of pee rises into the

air and falls back onto her pussy to dribble down over her stomach and

upper torso.

I quickly pull her the remaining distance to my mouth and clamp my lips

over her wet little mons, tasting her pee for the first time. The pale

fluid spurting from between her hairless labia is warm and sweet, having

only the slightest tang of acridity. Thirstily, I accept her offering into

my mouth, gulping once, twice, three times as my mouth fills. As I swallow

for the third time, the flow of Anna's piss slows, until with one last

spur she pushes the last of her sweet urine past my teeth and onto my

tongue.

Retaining this last warm mouthful, I lap at her slit, feeling her enormous

clitoris swell to maximum hardness, pushing back against my tongue. She

squirms at the contact, trying to increase pressure of the contact between

her tight pre-teen pussy and my tongue. But for her the position is too

awkward and for me the strain becomes too mush as my arms start to burn.

Reluctantly, I lower her, moaning in disappointment, to the tiles, Alison

supporting her head.

Almost immediately Rene moves in on the side opposite her sister and helps

Anna into a sitting position. Her cheeks still bulging, she looks at Anna

and points to her mouth, her eyebrows raised quizzically as she tilts her

head to one side. Confused, Anna looks up at me, "What...?" she begins.

Reluctantly I swallow my own mouthful and explain, "She want's to know if

you want to taste it."

Anna considers this for a fews seconds before hesitantly agreeing, "Well

O.K., but just a little bit and she's got to stop if I don't like it.

O.K.?"

Rene nods her agreement and taking Anna's head between her hands, she

brings her mouth close to Anna's still closed lips. Instead of trying to

coax Anna into opening them, she dribbles a few droplets onto Anna's lips

and pulls back to see what she will do.

Comically screwing her face up, as if being forced to take a particularly

nasty medicine, Anna parts her lips and allows her tongue to touch the

wetness coating them. Almost as soon as her tongue touches her lips it

flicks back while she tests the flavour. Then unable to detect anything at

all, she swipes her tongue all around her lips, her eyes widening a little

as she realises that it isn't that bad.

Rene then makes a short, abortive move towards Anna and waits. Anna nods

her agreement, saying, "Not to much." She then tilts her head back and

holds her mouth open like a little bird waiting to be fed.

Rene leans over her older friend and lets another small dribble of urine

fall, this time onto Anna's waiting tongue. She hovers over Anna, as the

tiny eight year old, closes her lips and works her pee around on her

tongue for a few seconds. Suddenly a wicked gleam enters her eyes and

without warning she grabs Rene's head in her hands and attaches her wide

open mouth in a lamprey like grip over Rene's, causing the smaller girl to

squeak in surprise and allow the rest of the pee filling her mouth to pour

into Anna's.

Anna quickly gulps down the tasty treat and Rene pulls back. "You pinched

it!" she cries accusingly, scowling at Anna.

"Well it was mine in the first place." Anna replies with a grin.

Alison and I both giggle at this and a few seconds later, unable to

maintain her pique, Rene joins in, "Yeah, I guess it was."

"And I'll give it back later." Anna continues, causing me to completely

loose it and slide to the floor.

"Oh stop, or I'll pee on the FLOOR!" Alison cries through her giggles,

holding her crotch as she collapses half on top of me.

"No I want it!" Anna yelps, her earlier reluctance completely overcome.

"Well hurry up, I can't hold it much longer." Alison gasps, squirming.

"Me either." Rene says, her hand cupping her hairless mound as she dances

from foot to foot.

"Hey, you can both do it too me at the same time." Anna says.

"How?" Alison asks, "Only one of us can stand in front of you."

"Like this," Anna answers, "Lying down on her back. You stand here." Anna

grasps Alison's ankles and guides her into a position astride her chest.

"And you stand behind my head. Now try and hit the target." she finishes,

stretching her mouth wide open and she closing her eyes.

"But we'll get your face and it'll get in your hair." Rene objects.

"So." Alison says, "Greg pissed all over me last night and we're going to

have to have a shower anyway."

"Oh yeah." Rene says with a giggle. "Ready." she puts her fingers on her

sister's pussy and waits for her to do the same. "Aim." They prise each

other's lips apart. "FIRE!" Together the two sisters begin to piss on

their new friend, as I look on, my throbbing hardon threatening to

explode.

Rene's giggling does nothing to improve her aim, and the golden stream

that shoots from her bare little cunt splashes all over Anna's face and

neck before it settles down. Alison too misses on the first shot, her

point of aim so low that she hits Anna squarely between her pale pink

nipples before she corrects her aim and her slightly darker emission joins

her sister's to whip up a froth in Anna's eagerly waiting mouth. Each time

the tiny eight year old closes her mouth to swallow, Alison's and Rene's

piss splashes off her lips and chin to flow down over her cheeks and the

sides of her neck, until she is lying in a spreading pool of piss over a

yard across.

About halfway through, Alison presses a finger into the crease between her

sister's pussy lips causing piss to spray in all directions, fine droplets

bespattering her thighs and all over Anna's torso. Not to be outdone, Rene

too partially covers her urethral opening with a finger, but she does it

from behind and by dint of careful aiming, manages to hose herself down

with big sister's piss, from just beneath her tiny nipples to her knees as

well as all over Anna's face and upper torso.

A few seconds later, first Rene and then Alison finish, their piss slowing

to a dribble that hit's Anna in the forehead and chin. The two girls then

step back to survey the soaking, bedraggled mess that they have made of

their friend.

"That was fun." Rene observes.

"Shit yeah!" Alison agrees. breathlessly, adding as she surveys the floor,

"God we made a mess."

Stepping over Anna's still prone body, I dampen a washcloth with warm

water and lift her to a sitting position then wipe the piss from her eyes

so that she can open them. "So how was it?" I ask as I clean her face.

"Great!" she replies with a grin, "It wasn't horrible at all, just a bit

salty and it was sweet too. It made me feel really funny in my tummy and

pussy too. Are you going to pee for us now?"

"In a minute." says Alison before I can answer, "He can't piss when his

dick is hard like that, but I know how to fix it."

Taking the washcloth from my hands, she rinses it out in cold water and

advances on me, grinning maniacally. Laughing, I pretend to cringe as I

ineffectually try to fend her off. Then after a few seconds, I let her get

past my guard and wrap the saturated and very cold cloth about my balls

and rampant member. Subject to such treatment, my hardon quickly retreats

and my scrotum contracts until it is a shrunken, pimpled sack holding my

balls tight against my body and my once proud staff becomes a limp white

grub.

"There!" Alison declares, withdrawing the cloth and tossing it in the

sink.

"It looks funny." Anna giggles. "Like a worm sitting on a rock or

something."

"You should have seen it when I turned on the cold water in the shower

last night." Alison laughs, "It shrunk until it was only this big." She

hold her hand up, thumb and forefinger about an inch apart to illustrate.

"Well, I'm just about to burst, so you'd better hurry up and get ready." I

say, "Now I better warn you, a mans piss can be quite a bit stronger so

you'd better taste it before you open your mouths right up. O.K.?"

"O.K." they chorus, as they start trying to work out how to arrange

themselves.

Due to their differences in height, they end up with Alison sitting on the

floor in the puddle of piss they'd created pissing on Anna. Anna kneels

beside her, sitting on her heels and Rene kneels on the other side. Once

in position, the two younger girls press their cheeks against Alison's and

contrary to my warnings all three of them open their mouths wide.

As I look at these three beautiful little girls jostling each other as

they eagerly wait for me to start pissing, I am struck by just how much

they look like a family of nestlings and I give voice my earlier

observation, saying, "You lot look like a nest full of baby birds waiting

to be fed."

"Cheep, cheep." Rene chirps.

"Cheep, my worm, cheep." Anna declares.

"No mine, cheep." Alison says.

As they start shoving each other, each trying to be the first, to receive

my piss, I feel a stirring in my loins and my cock starts to grow again as

I look at their tight hairless cracks and flat chests. I marvel at their

willingness, no eagerness, for me to piss in their mouths and over their

faces.

Then before it once again becomes impossible for me to piss, I warn, "O.K.

here it comes."

Upon hearing my warning they close their eyes, but amazingly their mouths

open even wider. As the pressure in my bladder becomes too much to be

denied, I cut loose with a powerful stream of steaming urine, that impacts

between Alison's tiny breasts. Due to the considerable quantity of soft

drink that I had consumed, my piss is almost perfectly clear and I feel

safe in redirecting my aim higher.

Swinging the stream from side to side, I lift my cock slightly and get

Anna on the point of the chin and a little splashes into her mouth. The

flavour is obviously not too much for her, as she ducks her head slightly

catching a little on her tongue as I move on towards Alison and then Rene.

Both girls keep their mouth open after tasting my piss and I lift my point

of aim to their foreheads, so that my piss cascades down over their

eyelids and beside their noses. Some dribbles into their mouths but the

majority drips from their chins and down onto their chests.

Anna makes a complaining noise and lifts herself a little, so that my next

pass hits her directly between the teeth and fills her mouth. The other

two also try to capture more on their tongues, so I give them what they

want and fill their mouths with my urine. As they close their mouths to

swallow, I fight my rapidly hardening cock down enough that I can take aim

at their bald little slits.

Anna gasps as the hot stream hits her exposed clitoris, making it vibrate

under the impact, but her wide open mouth tells me where she really wants

it, so I resume pissing in her face. As my bladder empties and the

pressure lessens, I move forwards, laying the tip of my, almost fully

hardened cock on her lower lip and releasing a short spurt directly into

her mouth. Turning my hips I do the same for Alison then Rene, squeezing

the last of my piss out onto my tiniest lover's tongue as she pushes her

head forwards and engulfs the first two inches of my cock in her warm wet

mouth.

Rene nurses on my fully hardened cock, her cheeks hollowed as she strips

the last salty drops of urine from my shaft. Then taking a deep breath,

she pushes her face forwards, driving my swelling glans against the back

of her throat and part way into it. Immediately, her throat convulses

about my cock head, forcing it clear and her teeth scrape the underside of

by shaft as she pulls back gagging. Straight away, I drop to my knees and

gather her up in my arms, pulling her into my lap as I hold her, waiting

for the paroxysmic coughing to finish. Peripherally, I am aware of

Alison's concerned expression and Anna explaining to her what had

happened, but most of my attention is on calming Rene.

A little while later, she lifts her head from my chest and turns her tear

streaked face up to me, asking "How come I can't do it like Anna did?"

"Because you tried to do it the very hardest way it is to do it, silly

billy." I gently chide her, lowering my lips to her cheeks and kissing and

licking her salty tears away, before I realise that most of those tears

were my piss. I then mentally shrug my shoulders and continue cleaning her

face with my tongue, ignoring the slightly bitter taste.

"Unless you are used to it like Anna is," I continue explaining, "you have

to make sure that your neck is really straight. And you tried to force it

down too. Some people can do it like that, but until you know just how to

make your muscles go loose you have to take it slow and swallow at the

same time. The way you did it, made your body think it was choking so it

forced my cock out."

"Now are you O.K.?" I finish.

"Uh, huh." she nods, dragging the back of her arm under her nose and

sniffing. She then asks with a wan little grin, "How do I do it then?"

"Anna can show you a bit later," I say helping her to her feet, "but

first, We better clean up a bit. Why don't you three hop in the shower

while I find the mop."

Leaving them pushing, shoving and giggling, I get the mop from the

laundry, and after wetting it in the trough, I walk backwards into the

bathroom, cleaning up my pissy footprints as I go. I then push the pool of

urine on the floor into the drain, rinsing the mop between the girl's

feet. Then once the floor is clean I set the mop aside and squeeze in with

my three giggling lovers.

Taking the shampoo from the tidy hanging from the shower head, I squeeze a

dollop onto the crown of Rene's head suggesting that Alison wash her hair

while I do Anna's. With much giggling and unnecessary rubbing of skin

against skin, we wash each other's hair. When it is her turn to do my

hair, Anna stands on my thighs as I sit with my legs crossed so that she

can comfortably reach the top of my head.

Then as She takes the head on it's long hose to rinse the suds from my

hair, I can no longer resist the temptation to press my lips between her

belly button and blow. Squealing, she looses control of the shower head,

and water goes everywhere. Enfolding her tiny waist with my hands, I lift

her squirming body higher, blowing zoobers all over her belly and mound,

paying a great deal off attention to the distended pink shaft that

protrudes from between her labia.

As I continue she stops squirming and her hands entangle themselves in my

hair, pulling me closer as the vibrations of my lips around her enormous

clit turn her shrieking giggles to softer more sensuous sounds. I let her

grind her pussy against my face for a few seconds then after spearing my

tongue into the slit of her belly button, I release her to stand giggling

and gasping between my legs.

Grabbing the shower head, I finish rinsing my hair and then turn it on

Rene and Alison who are slowly soaping each other's groins, their fingers

softly tracing the lines of their labia amid the froth. I alternate the

pounding spray between Rene's and Alison's pussies, rinsing the suds away.

Making little noises of pleasure, they both widen their stance and push

their hips forwards, their fingers stretching their pussy lips apart to

reveal their clits. Their lips unconsciously parting and pelvises slowly

gyrating as they lean their shoulders against the tiles and surrender

themselves to the pleasurable sensations emanating their pussies.

Almost, their pleasure makes me change my mind, but the opportunity is too

good to miss. With their eyes closed, they do not see me wink at Anna and

as I turn the spray fully on Alison's prominently displayed mound, I reach

across and turn the hot water fully off, getting my revenge for her doing

the same to me the night before.

With a screech of outrage that makes me wince, her eyes open comically

wide, and she jams her hands between her legs to cover her suddenly cooled

ardour. Using the chilled water like a lash, I back her into a corner and

hose her up and down, eliciting more shrieks as her sister and Anna

retreat from the stall, giggling madly at her misfortune.

A couple of seconds later I relent, turning the shower head away from her,

I bring the hot water back up and help her warm up a little as I say,

"That's for last night."

"You're a bastard!" she yells, then as two shocked gasps come from the

other side of the curtain, she realises what she has just said and claps

her hands over her mouth in a vain attempt to stuff the words back in.

"Go and dry off in front of the fire you two." I say through the curtain,

and hear the sounds of their feet beating a hasty retreat down the hall.

Chapter 24 - Lessons.

Slowly standing up, I return the shower head to it's hook and look down on

Alison, who's eyes follow every movement of mine with deep apprehension.

"Well," I say, as I hear the loungeroom door close with a bang, "what are

we going to do about this?"

"Mamma'd hit me with the wooden spoon." Alison volunteers, a catch in her

voice.

"Well I don't think we have to go that far." I say letting a little of the

sternness fall from my voice, "I probably deserved it and more, but you

said it in front of Rene and Anna, so we can't just let it go can we?"

"I s'pose not." she mumbles, "Whatcha gonna do?"

"Well I could send you to bed now." I say.

Upon hearing this, her eyes look beseechingly up at me and she asks, "Do I

have to? Can't you do something else instead?"

"Like what?" I ask in return.

"You could spank me," she says almost inaudibly, "and then I could still

fuck you later." Suddenly she asks, "Hey how come I can say that and not

bastard?"

"Remember what I said about words last night." I remind her, "It's not

what you say, it's how you say it."

"Oh yeah. So will you spank me instead of sending me to bed?" she asks,

her eyes eloquently informing me which is her preference.

"Well," I say slowly, "Your mamma didn't give me permission to spank you,

so I guess I'll just have to send you to bed."

"No she cries, "I want you to spank me. Besides," she adds calculatingly,

"if you spank me, Rene will see it and she'll remember better than if I

just go to bed."

"I think this has more to do with you wanting a good dicking, than any

concern for Rene's moral upbringing."

"Yeah that too." she grins up at me, "So you'll do it?"

"You realise that it'll be a proper spanking, don't you?" I warn her, "Not

just a couple of swipes at you're bum."

Her expression becomes serious, and she replies, "Uh, huh. You're gonna

spank me pretty hard, but it's still better than the wooden spoon."

"O.K." I say, shutting off the water and giving her a medium hard swat on

her backside, which makes her squeal, "Let's go."

"That's one." she giggles, skipping ahead of me.

"Uh, uh." I say, grabbing a couple of towels, draping one over her

shoulders and wrapping the other about my waist, "That's just a warm up."

In the lounge we find the younger girls sitting in the middle of the

mattress watching 'My Little Pony', their damp towels discarded in front

of the fire. "Are you going to tell Mamma?" Rene asks me apprehensively,

turning her head to look at us.

"No, he's going to spank me instead." Alison replies cheerfully.

"You're glad he's going to spank you?" Anna asks incredulously.

"Yep," Alison replies with a grin, "otherwise he was going to send me to

bed without a fuck."

"I don't get it," Anna asks confusedly, "she says that word and Rene said

it and a lot of other words today, how come she gets spanked for what she

said in the shower?"

"Because I said it to try and hurt him." Alison says.

I notice that the look of confusion doesn't clear from Anna's face, so I

continue the explanation, "She's not getting spanked for saying 'bastard'

she's getting it for how she said it. As far as I'm concerned, you or

anyone else, can say what you like so long as you are in control of

yourself."

"You see, this time Alison just let fly with words, but what if it had

been somebody else, somebody smaller than her, who had sprayed her with

cold water and instead of yelling she grabbed the shower head and hit them

with it?"

"So she's getting spanked for loosing her temper, not swearing." Anna

says, "Is that right?"

"Pretty much." I say, "There is never any reason for loosing your temper.

Get angry yes, but when you loose control, you put yourself and other

people in danger."

"How?" Rene asks.

"Any number of ways." I reply, "When you loose your temper, you stop

thinking clearly and sometimes you do something really stupid."

"Like really hurt someone when you don't really mean to?" Alison asks.

"Exactly." I reply.

"So can we get it over with so we can start fucking?" she asks dropping

the towel she had been drying herself with.

"O.K." I agree, looking about the room for a suitable location to

administer her punishment. Finally I settle on the couch and guide her

into position draped over the arm, her cheek pressed into the seat

cushion.

"So how many should it be?" I ask.

"Ten." Alison replies, somewhat more subdued, now that the moment of truth

has arrived.

"A hundred." is Rene's enthusiastic response, while Anna stands mute.

"A hundred it is, you can count them for me Rene." I say concealing a grin

as Alison snaps upright.

"But I can only count to ten." Rene objects.

"Well this is your lucky day Alison," I say grinning at her, "I guess ten

will have to do, unless of course Anna wants to do the counting instead."

"Stop teasing me!" Alison says, moving back into position over the arm of

the couch and pressing her cheek back into the seat cushion.

"O.K. here goes." I say, taking up position by her hip and lifting my

hand.

I bring it down on her smooth buttocks with a ringing crack, that makes

Alison yelp. As I lift my hand, I see the outline of my fingers in white

against the slightly tanned skin of her backside and as I watch the

imprint turns a delicate shade of pink. "One!" Rene sings out with relish.

"Don't looks so pleased Rene." I tell her, "This is for your benefit too.

Somehow or other I think you might be getting your own backside warmed in

the very near future, now that you've stopped being scared of your own

shadow."

"Oh!" she murmurs in a small voice as the implication of my words sink

home.

Motioning for Alison to get back into position I lifting my hand again and

I deliver three quick blows in succession to her backside, eliciting

pained yelps as Rene counts off "Two, three, four." clearly but without

her earlier enthusiasm. The remaining six slaps I deliver in pairs,

alternating from side to side.

When I finish, Alison rights herself, and turns to me, rubbing her injured

pride, "Can we fuck now?" Suddenly something in Anna's expression catches

her attention and she asks, "What's wrong Anna?"

I turn away from Alison and see on Anna's face a look of shock. Shaking

herself, she replies, "Mummy never hits me and I've never seen anyone else

either. Did it really hurt?"

"It's not that bad." Alison reassures her, "See?" she turns and pushes her

reddened bottom out towards Anna, clapping herself on the bum. "Ouch!" she

yelps wincing, "It's not that good either." she finishes with a wry grin.

"Wow it's really red." Anna breaths, bending over to examine Alison's

glowing backside. She gently lays her palm on the reddened skin and

observes, "Oh! It's really hot."

"I dare you to kiss it better." Rene challenges, grinning as she moves up

beside Anna, cocking her head to one side as she views her sister's

chastened rear end.

Blushing, Anna slowly moves her head lower, covering the remaining ten

inches or so, in short almost staccato jerks, cautiously sniffing all the

while. As Anna's lips come within two inches of the glowing pink orb of

Alison's buttocks, Rene grabs her behind the neck and pushes her nose into

the crack separating them. As Anna jerks back, the naughty five year old

skips out of her reach giggling.

However she is not out of my reach and I grasp her about the waist and

pull her to me as I say, "I think you just earned that bottom warming I

warned you about."

Rene's giggles suddenly cut off and she turns her eyes on me. At first she

seems ready to protest, then with a resigned grin she says, "I guess I

did. Sorry Anna I shouldn't have made you do that."

"It's O.K." Anna replies. Then in a surprising move, she pushes Alison

further forwards until she has to support herself on the couch. Then

screwing her eyes tightly shut, she quickly licks from the bottom of

Alison's pouting pussy lips to the base of her spine, her tongue coming

into direct if brief contact with Alison's little, pink anal sphincter.

At the unexpected contact, Alison squeaks in surprise and stands bolt

upright as Rene claps her hands in delight and cheers Anna's brave move.

"Do it again!" Rene encourages.

"O.K. I will!" Anna declares, pushing Alison so hard between the shoulder

blades that she topples over the arm of the couch, landing with her face

pressed into the cushions. Kneeling behind her, Anna pushes her buttocks

apart, exposing her hairless pussy lips and winking anus.

With her eyes open this time, Anna insinuates her tongue between Alison's

labia and drags it back and forth as Alison moans into the seat cushion.

Then as the sweet aroma of Alison's arousal wafts upwards, Anna shifts her

attention to the puckered rim of her twitching arsehole. Her brow furrowed

in concentration, she flicks the rubbery ring with the tip of her tongue,

making Alison squirm with delight. Encouraged by this reaction, Anna

repeats the move her tongue moving in tight circles about Alison's

arsehole.

As Anna's lingual attentions continue, Alison's anus begins to relax and

as Anna's tongue passes over the opening Alison presses her toes into the

carpet and lifts her bum, impaling herself on Anna's tongue. This however

is too much for the little eight year old and she jerks back, declaring,

"I'm not going to stick my tongue IN your bum."

"That's all right." I say, more for the benefit of Alison and Rene, who

look ready to push Anna further, "Remember what I said, you don't have to

do anything your don't want too."

As Alison and Rene subside, Anna pushes Alison back down and applies her

tongue to Alison's swelling labia, lifting her hands to pull them apart.

Her tongue snakes out and flicks at Alison's engorged clitoris, then drags

upwards along the length of her slit to dip into the entrance of her

vagina, collecting the sweet elixir that is seeping out. Moaning in sheer

bliss, Alison pushes back against the intruding tongue.

"O.K. that's enough," Rene declares, "We need the couch."

"What for?" Anna and I ask simultaneously. While Alison's expression is

comical in the extreme, comprising a mixture of frustrated sexual release,

curiosity and disgust at Rene's timing.

"Yeah what for?" she asks and ominously growls, "It better be good."

"He's gotta smack my bum now." Rene cheerfully declares, perversely proud

that she too can join her sister in yet another way. "Because I pushed

Anna's nose into your bum, and that's worse than what you said."

"Are you sure?" I ask, "You've got to be really, really sure, because if I

do it it's going to be real and it'll hurt."

"Uh-huh," she nods vigorously, "I want you to spank me just like Alison."

"Hey," I ask, "are you just doing this just to be like your big sister?

Because if you are I won't do it."

"Yeah I guess so." she sheepishly admits, "But I really was too naughty.

You know like you said before? And now I have to take the coska, uh

cons..."

She fumbles over the big word and I supply it for her, "Consequences?"

"Yeah, cons'kenses."

"O.K." I say, "Alison's ten and she got ten smacks, so I think you should

get five. Does that sound fair?"

"Yes, I guess so." she replies, sounding and looking a little more subdued

now that the moment is upon her.

Alison, makes way for her sister, moving aside and helping her to lie face

down over the arm of the couch, her cheek pressed into the cushion and her

feet dangling with her toes a good six inches off the floor. "O.K. I'm

ready." she says in muffled tones.

Waving Alison aside to stand with Anna, I take up my station and bring my

hand down on the tiny bottom before me. Rene yelps at the impact and

chokes back a sob as she counts for herself, "One."

"Two." she yelps, as the second stroke of my hand drops onto her behind.

My hand so large in comparison to her bottom that the imprint of my hand

extends across both cheeks of her behind. "Three ... Four ... Five." she

counts, her voice dropping to a choked whisper as my last blow falls on

her little five year old arse.

Breathing in great gulps, she lies limply over the arm of the couch for

half a minute or so before pushing herself backwards until her toes touch

the floor. Then levering herself upright she turns to us, a few tears

trailing down her cheeks. She gives me a brave, if wavering, smile and

whispers, "Thank you."

My heart goes out to her bravery, I extent my arms towards her and she

throws herself into them, burying her nose in the side of my neck and

hugging me convulsively as I gently fold my arms around her. A few seconds

later she pulls away and turns to Anna, who gives her a big hug and kiss.

"I suppose you want me to kiss your's better too?" she asks, in mock

exasperation.

"Giggling, Rene nods and pulls away. Moving to the centre of the mattress,

she drops to her knees and presses her face into the bunched up sheet as

she reaches back with both hands and gingerly pulls her buttocks apart to

reveal her tiny pink pucker.

"Hey he didn't hit that bit." Anna giggles, even as she kneels behind Rene

and jabs her tongue directly at the little rubbery ring. Rene squirms and

giggles in response, Twisting her head to one side she says, "No, but it's

making the rest feel better anyway."

Anna giggles again and plants a resounding kiss on Rene's pucker then

plants two more on the reddened skin on either side. Sitting back on her

heels, she looks at Rene's behind and the fat lips of her pussy,

protruding from between her thighs.

Just as Rene begins to lift her head and turn it, Anna grins wickedly up

at Alison and me and pushes a finger into Rene's little twat. "Ooh, that

feels really, really weird." she giggles over Rene's gasp.

Move it in and out." Rene says, wiggling her bottom from side to side.

Frowning in concentration, Anna pumps her hand back and forth, her finger

taking on a glistening sheen as it becomes coated with Rene's sweet

juices. As Alison and I look on it is obvious that Rene is enjoying these

attentions, her hands closing into fists grasping the sheet.

"Put another one in." Rene orders, her voice taking on ragged edge, "Do it

faster."

A liquid sucking noise emanates from Rene's little bald quim as Anna slips

a second finger in beside the first and speeds up the motion of her arm.

"Cool!" Anna observes as oily droplets begin to seep around her fingers

and dribble over Rene's hairless pussy lips. Using the forefinger of her

other hand like a squeegee, she collects the leaking fluid, transfers it

to her lips and avidly sucks it clean.

"Oh yeah, rub her tingle bump." Alison orders, "Move your legs apart

Rene."

Unsteadily, the tiny preschooler rocks from side to side, shuffling her

knees outwards an inch at a time, until her mound is only a few inches

from the mattress. Stretched by her widespread legs, her labia part

revealing a small, glistening pearl peeking from within the folds of it's

pale pink hood.

Smiling at the effect she is having on Rene, Anna twists her hand from a

palm up to a palm down position in order to bring her thumb to bear on the

sensitive, little pebble nestled within the folds of Rene's baby cunt.

Even before Anna's thumb touches her clit, Rene gasps and pushes backwards

against the fingers embedded within her cunt.

A grin of pure mischief forms on Anna's lips and she begins to rotate her

fingers back and forth, the pad of her thumb brushing back and forth over

Rene's swollen little clit. Under the onslaught of the new sensations

induced by Anna's fingers, Rene groans into the mattress, her tiny fists

tightening convulsively on the sheet.

A few moments later Anna pulls her fingers free of Rene's drooling cunt

and putting the index fingers of both hands side by side she pushes them

back into Rene's vagina. At first, she moves them in and out together, her

thumbs sliding over the pliant flesh of Rene's labia to squeeze her clit

between them. Obviously appreciative of this treatment, Rene squeals

quietly as she bounces her hips up and down.

Half a minute or so later, Anna changes the rhythm of her fingers motions

within the highly aroused preschoolers tiny twat, her fingers sliding over

each other in a complicated twisting motion, one finger pressing inwards

at the top as she withdraws the other at the bottom. At the same time her

thumbs slip through the crease between Rene's glistening, engorged labia

and over the top of her ultra-sensitive clit.

Under the impetus of this unorthodox, but extremely effective treatment of

her little pussy, Rene's squeals of enjoyment deepen in pitch ant become

considerably louder. Leaning forwards, I whisper in Anna's ear, "push down

a bit harder with your fingers."

A few seconds later Rene's legs straighten convulsively, and her breath is

expelled in a single piercing shriek. In the grip of a powerful climax,

her neck and back arching with vertebrae popping force. At the same time

Anna exclaims in a voice filled with wonder, "She's squeezing my fingers!"

Because Anna stopped pumping her fingers when Rene's climax hit her, the

little preschooler's orgasm is soon over and she quickly recovers. Rolling

over, she throws her arms about Anna's neck and pulls her down on top of

herself. "That was neat!" she squeals and peppers Anna's face with kisses.

"Yeah that was real cool." Alison says, reaching across to wrap her hand

around my rock hard shaft, "Was that what you did to us before?"

"Yeah," I reply, pulling her against my side and sliding a pair of fingers

deep into her drooling cunt, "it's called a G-Spot, orgasm and every girl

I know reckons it's the best, most intense orgasm ever."

"How do you do it?" She asks, slowly tensing and relaxing her buttocks so

that she moves on my fingers in short strokes less than half an inch long.

At the same time her thumb smears my pre-cum over the swollen head of my

cock. "Can you do it to men?"

"Sort of," I say answering her second question first, "If you put your

finger in a mans bum and press towards the front you'll feel something

that feels like a little orange. If you rub that you can make him cum in a

few seconds."

"Does he faint like we did before?" she asks, her wicked grin telling me

that she wants me to say 'Yes.'

"No," I reply, "but if you don't stop, you can make him feel really sore,

because he keeps on trying to squirt semen out even when he runs out. If

you want to make a man faint, you have to keep on teasing him until he

almost cums then stop for a while and then do it again and again. After a

while you let him cum and sometimes if you've teased him long enough he

might faint. It's only happened to me once and it takes forever to do, so

save it for special occasions. And when you do, do it you can forget about

getting him to do anything else for hours, because it's like he has all

the orgasm that you stopped all at once and it really wears him out."

"When's your birthday?" she asks with an evil looking grin.

"Last week." I answer, matching her grin. "Now you wanted to know how to

do it to girls. It's a bit like how you do it to men, except you do it in

her vagina of course." I curl my fingers within her tight little fuck tube

and massage the front wall of her cunt behind her clit. "Here, there's a

spot where a lot of nerves from different parts of your pussy come

together and if you rub it for a while you can't help but cum, and you'll

keep cumming until you pass out or you stop rubbing it."

"That feels really weird, it feels like I need to pee."

Alison's comment, gets the attention of Rene, and she abandons her oral

exploration of Anna's oversized clitoris. This time Anna realises that

there is something beyond the undeniably pleasant feelings that emanate

from her pussy and she moans in frustration as Rene leaves her to pounce

on her sister and ask, "Are you going to piddle? Can I drink it please? I

haven't tasted your piddle yet, Anna got it all last time." Rene's voice

takes on a slightly aggrieved tone as she says this last.

"No, she doesn't really need to pee." I answer for Alison, "That's what

it's supposed to feel like when I rub her G-Spot."

"What's a G-Spot." my five year old lover asks.

"It's the place inside your vagina where Anne just rubbed you." I explain.

"How come I didn't feel like I need to pee then?" Rene asks.

"Because you were nearly cumming already," I say, "and when Anna rubbed

it, you had your orgasm before you could notice the 'I need to pee'

feeling."

"Can you do it to me?" Anna asks, her voice filled with a plaintive note

that almost breaks my heart, "Everybody else has had an orgasm, but every

time I think I'm going to have one, you stop." she includes all three of

us in this last accusatory statement.

"At first I though that nice tingly feeling you made me feel was one, but

I think it's even better than that. Can you rub my G-Spot for me?"

Gathering the slightly sad little eight year old into my arms, I lift her

into my lap and hug her against my chest, the rock hard shaft of my cock

pressed into her hips. "Anna honey," I say, "I can't reach your G-Spot

because it's behind your hymen. You know that little piece of skin I told

you about."

"Oh, well how do I get rid of it then?" she asks.

"You push something through it." I say. "These two did it with the handles

of their hairbrushes, or you can use your fingers or a man can do it with

his penis."

"Will you do it for me." she asks, turning her dark expressive eyes up to

me. "Does it hurt much?"

"Lots!" Rene answers, gruesomely, "And you bleed too."

"A bit," is Alison's estimation, "like pulling a bit of skin from your

fingernail."

"Why did it hurt Rene more?" Anna asks, her eyes widening with fright,

"Will it hurt me lots because I'm littler than Alison? Is there lots of

blood?"

"It probably hurt Rene more because she just shoved her hairbrush in and

didn't wait until she was excided. Am I right?" I turn my eyes to the

blushing first grader.

"Um yeah?" she replies with a sheepish grin, "I forgot what Jenny said

about making sure it was all slippery and going slow. I just wanted to be

a big girl so they'd play with me."

"So if we take it slowly and make sure that your vagina is all slippery

and receptive it won't hurt very much." I reassure her. "And there will be

a little bit of blood, that's unavoidable, but usually there's only lots

of blood if it's done too fast and the girl gets torn inside."

"Oh." Anna's voice is very small and quavers slightly as she says, "I

really want you to break my hymen thingy with your penis in me, but I'm

scared too."

"Well you could watch him fuck me first." is Alison's helpful, if somewhat

self serving offer. Besides, if he tried to do it to you now, I think he'd

squirt all over the place as soon as his dick touched your pussy."

I follow their gaze, looking down at my cock, with it's tracery of angry

blue veins and dark bloated head and I have to agree with her. Anna's

offer of her cherry, has left me so close to cumming that my shaft visibly

twitches in time with my rapid heartbeat and a continuous rivulet of

pre-cum dribbles down the underside of my shaft. "I think you're right

Alison." I say with a grin, "Well Anna, would you like to do it that way

and watch Alison and me first to see what it's like?"

"Yeah O.K." she nods her head after thinking about it for a while.

While we'd been speaking, Alison had moved behind me. Suddenly I feel

something cold, hard and wet on my balls. Yelling with surprise I knock

Alison's hand aside, and send the half full lemonade bottle, beaded with

condensation, skittering across the floor. The skin of my scrotum has

tightened, shrinking until my balls a pulled tight against my body. At the

same time the blood drains from my cock.

"You're still a bastard, but we're even now." Alison grins up at me.

"Typical bloody woman." I mutter, "Not even until she's ahead."

"Of course." she giggles.

"Well how are we going to fuck now?" I ask grinning back. "I don't think

this limp noodle going anywhere."

"Wanna bet?" she chortles, "I can fix it." Shoving my shoulders, she

knocks me over onto my back, throws her leg across my chest and drops her

head into my lap. Pressing her lip to the now pale crown of my prick, she

vacuums my cock into her mouth, Then with her lips pressed against my

pubis, begins to roll my rapidly reinflating shaft around inside the warm

wet cavern of her mouth.

Within seconds my glans begins to push against the back of her throat, but

instead of pulling back to give it more room, she works the muscles of her

throat, literally swallowing the head of my cock. The incredible

sensations of her epiglottis pulling my cock deep into her throat is all

that it takes to finish the job of refilling my shaft with blood, leaving

me lightheaded as I groan in reaction.

She keeps her lips pressed into my pubes for a few seconds, then pulls

back, the muscles of her throat, holding my cock and tugging on it

slightly for a moment, before it releases me with a slight popping

sensation. She raises her hip and look back between her legs, giving me a

shit eating grin as she asks with a giggle, "How was that Greg?"

"Fucking incredible." I tell her, grasping her hips and driving my

stiffened tongue straight up her drooling fuck hole.

""Oh FUCK!" she squeals, pressing back against my face, "Fuck me with your

tongue! Lick my fucking clit! Suck it! Fucking suck it harder." She pushes

herself up, sitting back on my face and rocking her hips from side to side

as she grinds her pussy against my lips and chin.

She gyrates her pelvis on my face for half a minute or so then as I judge

her as ready to cum, she suddenly drops forward, pulling free of my

tongue, and re-impales her face on my straining shaft, brutally forcing

her throat down over my bloated, purple glans until her chin impacts

painfully against my pubis.

The feeling of her throat surrounding my shaft is almost too much for me

and my groan is a mixture of relief and frustrated desire as she pulls

back and sits up. Twisting around to look under her arm at me, she giggles

at the expression on my face. "I can tell you liked that."

"I want to do that." Rene says, "I want to suck all of his cock."

"Rene," I say, "if you touch it right now, it'll go off before you can get

your lips around the tip, let alone the rest of it. Besides, I don't think

you're throat is big enough."

"I wanna try!" she repeats stubbornly.

"Get the lemonade." Alison orders, shoving back to sit on my face as I

groan and begin to struggle just enough to rub my nose, tongue and chin

over every moist, delectable square millimetre of little girl flesh I can

reach.

A moment later, I feel the cold, wet kiss of the lemonade bottle against

my balls and hear them giggling at my shrinking equipment. This time,

prevented by Alison's legs on my arms, from shoving it aside, she holds

the clammy plastic bottle against my genitals until they feel like they

have been encased in ice.

Alison sets the bottle aside and her weigh leaves my face. As she throws

her leg over my head and rolls aside, I look down at my poor abused

wedding tackle. My sack is almost painfully tight around my throbbing

balls and my once proud prick has shrunken until it is a tiny nubbin

barely three quarters of an inch long.

"O.K. get up here and sit on his chest." she tells Rene then As her little

sister does as she is told, Alison continues, "It's real easy, when it

starts to push against your throat, just tilt your head back as far as it

will go and swallow it. It feels really neat when it grows in your mouth."

Leaning forwards, Rene presents me with a perfect view of the plump,

glistening lips of her tiny baby pussy and her winking pink arsehole above

it. Unable to resist the temptation, I push myself up onto my elbows and

lick along the length of her crack from her clit back to her rubbery pink

pucker. She squeals and wriggles back against my tongue for a few seconds,

then pulls herself just out of reach as she wraps her lips around the base

of my shrunken member, easily taking my entire cock into her mouth.

In fact it has been so reduced by Alison's treatment, that Rene has no

difficulty flicking her tongue back and forth over the end of my frozen

prick. A couple of seconds later, she insinuates the tip of her tongue

under my foreskin and licks at my glans. Twice abused by the frigid

bottle, it takes my cock a little while to recover and Rene rolls my limp

little prick around inside her mouth for nearly half a minute before it

finally begins to swell.

As the growing head of my cock pushes her tongue aside, she starts bobbing

her head up and down slowly, massaging it from root to tip with the tight

ring of her warm, soft lips and her agile little tongue. Then as it fills

her mouth to capacity, she takes a deep breath through her nose and

swallows. Pulling my glans into her throat.

"Oh FUCK!" I almost scream, as a massive hydraulic pulse pounds into my

groin, instantly filling my cock to capacity and beyond. The sensation of

Rene's tiny pre-teen throat massaging my blood filled knob, causes my hips

to snap upwards and drive the last inch of my cock between her lips,

forcing over half of my rock hard prick over the back of her tongue and

down her oesophagus. Only the tight ring of her lips locked tight about my

shaft keeps me from emptying my load straight into her stomach then and

there.

I'm so caught up in the incredible sensations of having my prick buried in

the throat of a five year old girl that it takes a few seconds for it to

register with my lust hazed brain that she is struggling to pull herself

free of my shaft. For a couple of seconds it looks like Alison is going to

have to apply the bottle in order to free Rene, but just as I open my

mouth to tell her to do so, there is an incredible slipping sensation and

my bloated glans slips free of her throat with an audible pop and her

sharp little teeth scrape painfully over the rim.

I immediately push myself up into a sitting position and gather Rene into

my arms, gently cuddling the gasping preschooler as I rock her back and

forth. "Are you O.K.?" I ask almost in tears as I realise just how close I

had come to choking her to death on my cock.

She pulls in another shuddering lung-full of air, then nods her head.

Suddenly she giggles and looks at her sister, "You're right, it feels

really neat when it goes down your neck. I can't wait until I show Mama."

"Shit Rene," I gasp, "I'm not going to let you do that again, I nearly

killed you."

"No you didn't." she tells me forcefully, "I can hold my breath lot's

longer than that. I just got scared for a minute and, and... What's that

word where you do silly things 'cause you're scared?"

"Panic?" I supply for her.

"Yeah panic." she continues, "I panicked when I couldn't breave, but you

know what? My pussy really tingled too. Why's that?"

"It's a nature thing." I tell her, "When your body thinks it might die, it

gets really horny, because it wants to get pregnant and have a baby and

pass you're genes on."

"That's silly." she giggles, "If I was dying I wouldn't have long enough

to have a baby and how could I give it my pants when I don't have any?"

"Not pants jeans: G E N E S." I spell it for her, "They are things in your

eggs and a mans sperm that are instructions for making a baby. And your

body doesn't care if you don't have time to have a baby. If it's in danger

it gets ready to get pregnant just in case there is enough time to have

it."

"Uh-huh." she nods seriously.

"So that's why it feels so good when you kept on making us cum before."

Alison says, "We couldn't breath so our bodies though they were dying and

that made it even better."

"Uh that's right." I manage to say, surprised that she'd had enough brain

function above her limbic system to note her lack of breath while in the

throes of a massive G-spot orgasm.

"O.K. Rene get off his lap I want to fuck him now." Alison says as she

tugs on her sister's arm. "Oh, you're bleeding."

I look down at myself and discover that Rene's teeth have taken a little

piece of skin with them as they scraped the flare of my glans when she

pulled off me, and a tiny bead of blood has squeezed out from under my

foreskin. "Oh I'm sorry!" Rene cries, her voice filled with remorse as she

kneels beside me and gently skins my foreskin back to inspect the damage.

"Let me kiss it better." without waiting for an answer, Rene lowers her

lips to the tiny scrape and makes a loud smacking noise. "There, all

better now." she giggles. "But it's not going to fit in my sister's pussy

like this. I'll just have to keep kissing it until it gets all big and

stiff, so Anna can watch it slide into my big sister's pussy."

Her words alone are enough to start the rush of blood to my groin, but

Rene is not satisfied with the progress of my shaft towards tumescence, so

she wraps her lips around the swelling head and before I can stop her, she

pushes downwards and swallows at the same time. "Oh fuck!" I groan as my

cock once again plugs her tight little throat.

I put my hands on her shoulders intending to pull her off me, but she

makes it plain that she isn't going anywhere until she's ready by grasping

the backs of my legs and shrugging my hands off. She calmly holds herself

there, her nose pressed into my pubic hair for twenty seconds or so, then

shifts her hands around to the front of my legs and pushes. For a moment

her throat holds me tight, stretching my cock painfully, delightfully

before releasing it's grip allowing my cock to slide free with a pop.

She keeps her lips closed in a tight ring just under the rim of my glans

while she takes a deep breath, then pushes her lips back down along my

shaft until my glans presses against the back of her throat. She pauses

there for a few seconds as she takes another breath, then works her throat

as she pushes downwards. Her little throat however is not up to the

challenge, being unable to open up enough to accommodate my now fully

engorged glans and all that she does is massage the head of my prick

exquisitely with the back of her tongue.

I let her try for a few seconds them gently take her by the shoulders and

pull her up until my prick slips free of her lips and slaps wetly against

my belly. "Oooh!" she moans in disappointment, "It won't fit."

"What can go up a chimney, down, but not down a chimney, up?" Alison asks

with a giggle.

"An umbrella." Rene giggles back.

I laugh at the joke and a couple of seconds later Anna catches the double

meaning and collapses, giggling helplessly as she rolls about on the

mattress, finally rolling onto the floor with a thump as Alison gives her

a shove with her foot.

"O.K. I want you to put your umbrella in my chimney now." Alison giggles,

rolling onto her back and spreading her legs wide.

"Uh-uh." I shake my head, "This time you can do the work." Leaving her on

the mattress, I grab a towel and lay it, folded double, over the cushions

of the couch and I sit down. "Come here and sit on my lap little girl." I

say in wheedling tones.

"But there's a big lump there." she objects with a giggle.

"Well we'll just have to see it there's somewhere to hide it." I say.

"Where mister?" she asks, biting down on the tip of her thumb as she

sidles up to me.

"I'm sure you've got a place between your legs where it might fit." I say,

reaching out to hook the tip of my finger in her juicy, little girl slot.

"Tha's rooood." she giggles pulling away from me.

"Well you're a rude little girl anyway." I tell her, "So you'd better come

here and sit on my lap before I have to spank you."

"Can't spank me." she pouts.

"And why not?" I ask.

"Because you can't catch me." she informs me as she spins on her heels and

scampers from the room.

Springing up from the couch, I give chase, with the other two girls

scampering close on my heels. Alison leads me on a mad, shrieking and

giggling chase, doing two circuits of the house - down the hall and back

through the bathroom, laundry and kitchen to the lounge. Then the third

time around she continues on down the hall to her bedroom.

Once I have her cornered, she backs into a gap between her wardrobe and

the wall and very unconvincingly, begs me to spare her. Growling fiercely,

I slowly advance on her, saying, "You can't get away from me now little

girl. Do you know what I'm going to do to you when I get hold of you? I'm

going to throw you on the bed and I'm going spank your cute little butt

until it's red as a baboon's and then I'm going to force my big, fat cock

into your tight, hairless, little girl's cunt and fuck you and fuck you

until I fill it up with my nasty gooey sperm."

"Oh no mister, please no mister." she giggles, "If you do that I will be

ruined."

"But that's why I'm going to jam my nasty fat dick in your little hole." I

inform her in my best Dick Dastardly voice, "I like ruining innocent

little girls like you."

Chapter 25 - Despoiling Alison. Again.

With a final lunge, I pounce on her and gather her shrieking, cringing

body in my arms and throw her face down on the bed. Almost helpless with

her giggles, she pushes her little bum into the air and tries to crawl

away. Grabbing her by one ankle, I haul her back towards me and land a

ringing but painless blow on her bottom.

She shrieks with laughter and squirms away from me. I let her get to the

head of the bed, then grab her and pull her back for another swat on her

bottom. I've let her escape me and recapture her another half dozen times

or so when Rene asks, "Can we help you mister?"

I look down to the foot of the bed, to where Anna and Rene are standing,

their fingers slowly working away in their little slots. "Yeah!" I grin,

you can come and hold her legs apart so I can spank her pretty, little

pussy, to get it warmed up for my cock.

"NOOOoooo!" Alison shrieks, squirming violently to pull away from my hand

encircling her ankle.

"Hold her tight girls." I say ignoring, Alison's protests.

As she feels their fingers closing about her ankles, her struggles weaken

a little and they easily pull her legs out to an acute angle as they drag

her until her pussy mound is clear of the bed. A moment later she slides

all of the way to the floor and has to scramble back onto the bed.

"Wait!" Rene tells me, handing me her ankle and going to a box in the

corner, retuning a moment later with a skipping rope. Climbing onto the

bed, she sits on the back of her sister's head and grabbing an arm which

resists just strongly enough to be captured, she ties one end of the rope

around the wrist. Then leaning forwards, her little bum wriggling from

side to side as she grinds her hot little quim into her sister's hair, she

loops the rope under the frame of the bed and ties up her sister's other

hand.

"There she can't get away now." Rene declares with finality, taking her

ankle back and tugging on it. She blithely ignores the facts that: a) her

sister had no intentions of escaping; and b) the loop of rope about her

right wrist had already fallen undone and Alison was only staying on the

bed because she was tightly gripping the far edge of the mattress.

I leave Alison to stew in her own copious juices for a few moments while I

kneel between her legs and slip a hand each between the legs of the little

girls holding her ankles. Giggling they spread their legs apart and press

down against my fingers, as I stroke their damp little slits from front to

back a few times.

Finishing with a quick tweak of Anna's enormous clit and a single in out

stroke of my finger in Rene's tight, little fuck hole, I stand and

contemplate Alison's slowly bouncing behind and beneath it the engorged

mound split by a very wet cleft. Reaching between Alison's wide spread

legs, I insinuate my fingers between her mons and the edge of the

mattress, taking great care that I don't touch the area around her, by

now, hypersensitive clitoris.

Unable to hump herself against the bedclothes, she groans in frustration

and rapidly thrusts her hips up and down, trying without success to get

some sort of stimulation on her overheated little pussy. "Hey girls." I

say, "I think she likes this. See how wet her nasty bits are." As soon as

I remove my fingers to hold my wet hand up for first Anna then Rene to

lick, Alison resumes humping against the mattress.

"Girls!" I say sharply, "We can't have this. Look at this filthy little

girl shamelessly rubbing herself against the bed like a dirty little

animal. Look at her I say, see how she's trying to bring her vile private

parts into contact with the bed, in a brazen attempt to achieve sexual

gratification. Listen to her breathing, hear how it catches as disgusting

lascivious feelings course through her depraved young body."

Poor Alison is indeed close to cumming and as she approaches the peak, I

continue, "Girl's, we're just have to save this poor girl from her own

dark lusts."

Grasping Alison's legs, I pull her a few inches towards us, making her cry

out, "NOOOoooo!" in a lost voice as her literally dripping pussy, leaves

the edge of the bed.

Bending over, I take Rene's leg in my hand as I whisper in her ear. She

grins from ear to ear when she hears my words and giggling madly, scampers

from the room. "Remember don't let her see it." I call after the fleeing

youngster.

"Where's she going?" Alison asks mock apprehensively, "What's she getting?

What are you going to do to me?"

Ignoring her questions, deliver a light swat to her dripping pussy,

causing her to squeal happily and bounce her hips up and down, however in

the spirit of the game, she tells me, "You're a bad man and my teacher

says if a bad man tries to touch me down there I should tell somebody

about it."

"Really?" I ask, delivering another swat, keeping my fingers splayed so

that they land either side of her swollen clit.

"Yeah," she says barely suppressing a giggle as she continues, "Anna, he's

a bad man, and he touched my private place."

"Did he?" Anna replies in mock shock, "What did he touch you with?"

"His fingers!" she says, her voice rising on the last syllable as I spank

her swollen, oily, mound. "See, he did it again."

"Does he do anything else?" Anna asks grinning.

"Uh-huh, he puts his fingers right up inside me and he even puts his

dickie in my pee hole, and some times he puts it in my mouth."

""Oooh yuck!" Anna cries, "Does he wee inside you too?"

"No he squirts yucky, gooey stuff in me."

"Gross! Does he do it in your mouth too?"

"Uh-huh. Eeeek!" I land another swat on her hairless, slimy mound and drag

my finger back through her crack, plunging it deep into the hot, slimy

embrace of her tight young fuck hole.

"Oh he put his finger in you." Anna squeals, "What's it feel like?"

"Great!" Alison cries, working her hips frantically on my embedded finger,

"But if he doesn't put something bigger in soon I'm gonna go fucking

crazy."

Even as Alison speaks, Rene sidles back into the room with her hands

behind her back, a cheesy grin of monumental proportions plastered across

her face.

"What's she got?" Alison asks beginning to struggle in earnest as she

realises whatever it is bodes poorly for her. "What are you going to do to

me."

I quickly hop up onto the bed, straddling Alison's back and pinning her

shoulders to the bed. I then take hold of Alison's ankles and press her

heels to her buttocks, effectively immobilising her.

As Rene moves out of her big sister's line of sight she holds up a Zooper

Dooper, (a long, thin, flavoured ice block) saying, "I found something

even better."

"You little beauty." I say happily, the tone of my voice setting Alison to

trying to bounce me off. At the same time Anna spies the icy dagger in

Rene's fist and screams.

Hearing this, Alison very nearly bucks me off and I struggle for a few

tense moments to retain control of her legs. "What is it?" she yells.

"You'll find out." Anna giggles, staring at the inch thick shaft of

raspberry ice in Rene's hand. "Can I do it?"

"No I want to." Rene says, holding the ice block out of reach.

"I'll fucking get you for this Rene." Alison yells threateningly.

"I changed my mind." Rene says hastily, "Here Anna, she can't hit

visitors."

Giggling, Anna takes the freezing shaft from Rene's hand and advances on

the struggling little girls beneath me.

"Hang on a sec." Rene cries, scrambling up onto the bed with me and

insinuating herself between my arms. Sitting in the small of her sister's

back, she pushes a small hand between Alison's legs, and prises her

engorged and very moist pussy lips apart with her fingers. "O.K. Anna, do

it."

At the first icy touch on her overheated little twat, Alison goes totally

rigid and doesn't move until fully four inches of the frozen, shaft is

buried in her young cunt. Even then her motions are a series of

uncoordinated spastic shudders as her much delayed orgasm rips through

her. Ululating shrilly, she jounces up and down, driving more and more of

the raspberry flavoured ice block into her young cunt until the end comes

into contact with her cervix.

Releasing a final rising wail, Alison goes limp, breathing in great

shuddering gasps. Finally though she realises that the icy shaft is still

within her cunt and she begins to squirm, begging us to remove it.

Giggling, Anna shakes her head, then realising that Alison can't see her,

she says, "No." as she begins to slowly pump the frozen bar in and out of

Alison's hot/cold vaginal sheath.

"Get it out!" Alison yells, "it's bloody freezing you fucking bastards."

"Uh-uh. not yet." Anna giggles.

"Make her walk back to the lounge like that." Rene adds cheerfully.

"NOooo!" Alison giggles, "My pussy's freezing solid."

"Well you'd better get moving." I say, moving back until my cock pokes her

in the eye and grabbing her wrists before she can reach back to grasp the

icy shaft impaling her. While I retain control of her arms, she picks

Rene's ineffectual knot loose and lowers her feet to the floor. A moment

later, with my help, she stands unsteadily, Anna bending at the waist

behind her, holding the Zooper Dooper in place.

"Oh fuck, this feels sooo weird." Alison squeaks, as she takes short

mincing steps towards her bedroom door. "Oooh, it's dribbling down my

legs."

"Don't worry, We'll clean it up." Anna giggles, collecting a finger full

of oily, red goo from Alison's upper thigh and popping it in her mouth.

"Mmmm, pussyberry my favourite."

"Lemme taste." Rene says, almost tripping her sister up as she thrusts a

hand in from the front.

"Hey wait until we get her stuffed and mounted," I laughingly chide her,

"Then you can taste to your heart's content."

"How? Your bum will be in the way." She objects, avidly sucking the

mixture of Raspberry cordial and her sister's pussy juice from her

fingers.

"You'll see." I tell her, herding her through the loungeroom door with my

toe between her bum cheeks.

The rest of us follow the giggling preschooler into the lounge, and move

over to the couch, where I sit down on the towel. "Now Alison, you sit in

my lap with your knees on the couch. When I lift her up; Rene, you pull

the icy pole out, and Anna you can put my cock in her pussy."

Slipping my hands under her tight little arse, I lift Alison high enough

for my cock to stand free beneath her. She squeals as her baby sister

takes hold of the icy pole and pulls it, much diminished, from her pussy.

At the same time, Anna takes my rigid shaft in her cold hand and fits it

against Alison's dripping fuck hole as I lower her back into my lap.

My cock slides into a sheath tighter than it was the first time I'd fucked

it, pushing Anna's hand down the length of my shaft, until it presses

against my pubic bone. Only the incredible quantity of lubricants that she

has produced allow vaginal tissues tightened by the intense cold of the

icy phallus to slide reluctantly down the length of my shaft, enveloping

it in an incredible cool, wet embrace that has to be felt to be believed.

Even when Anna takes her hand away only a little more of my cock slips

into the cold embrace of her little vagina. So shrunken is her young fuck

tube that barely two thirds of my cock enters her quivering body before I

bottom out against her cervix.

"Oh shit!" I groan, "Your little pussy is so fucking tight."

"Mmmm, This tastes so good." Rene says, sliding the icy pole from her lips

with a pop.

"Lemme try." Anna cries, grabbing Rene's wrist and pulling the ice block

into her mouth. "Mmmm yeah! You try it." She guides Rene's hand towards my

face.

I wrap my lips around the proffered iceblock and taste a delightful

mixture of raspberry ice and little girl spend. Even when I bite an inch

or so off the end an crunch it up, I discover no diminution in the piquant

taste and realise that the flavour of her delicious juices have suffused

completely through the ice.

"Give it here. It's my pussy you stuffed it in." Alison cries grabbing her

little sister's wrist and pulling as much of the frozen ice block into her

mouth as possible. "Mmmm I do taste good don't I?" she says, briefly

releasing the ice from her lips.

She then bites a chunk off the end, and levers herself slowly upwards,

groaning as her little pussy reluctantly allows my cock to slide from it's

tight embrace. "Ohhh fuck!" she moans, echoing me, "It feels like it's

pulling my guts out."

"Well it feels like you're going to rip my cock off." I reply, "Great

isn't it?"

"Oh Yeah!" she sighs, slowly sinking back onto my rock hard pole, stopping

as the head of my cock kisses her cervix. "Oh sooo fucking good." she

rises again, stopping with only my glans still buried in her little box.

"Play with my tits."

Taking my hands from beneath her, I slide them up over her hips and the

soft smooth skin of her flanks, the hard ridges of her ribs and onto the

firm, just swelling mounds of her tiny breasts. Gently, I take the half

erect little nubbins between my fingers and roll them back and forth,

feeling the skin tighten and crinkle until they are fully engorged.

Suddenly, without warning, she drops back down on my cock, allowing almost

all of her full weight to fall on it as her cervix slams down on the

crown. For a moment it feels like my cock is about to snap in two, then I

feel an impossibly tight elastic ring open up and roll over the tip of my

cock, sliding down to grip me painfully just below the flare of my glans.

For a moment, she goes totally rigid in my arms then lets out an agonised

yelp and collapses back against my chest, sobbing loudly with tears of

pain streaming down her cheeks. Her pain hits me like a slap in the face,

and I try to lift her off me, but her little pussy has spasmed tight

around my shaft and her cries force me to stop and lower her back to my

lap. And even though her pain has chased any feelings of desire and lust

from me, her vaginal entrance is locked so tightly about the base of my

shaft that there is no way for the blood to escape.

Anna & Rene drop what's left of the iceblock on hearing Alison's heart

rending cry, and begin clamouring, asking what's wrong. "Shush!" I say,

"Get up here and cuddle her with me."

As Anna clambers up beside me, Rene retrieves the iceblock and a moment

later her arms join mine and Anna's about Alison, soothing her hurt.

Slowly her sobs diminish, and her body relaxes as the three of us pour our

love into her.

Finally, she draws a shuddering breath and tilts her head back to look up

at me and ask, "How come it hurt so much? It didn't when you put all of it

in before."

I kiss her cold-sweat beaded brow and say, "That ice made your pussy

shrink and when you sat down like that you forced my cock up into your

womb."

"But Rene does that with Mama's plastic dicks and it doesn't hurt her."

Alison objects.

"Rene doesn't try to put them in with a hammer." I say with a smile.

Alison giggles at the image of her little sister hammering one of her

mother's vibrators into her tiny little snatch, then as her laughter

causes her insides to move she lets out a little yip of pain. This in turn

makes her laugh sheepishly bringing on another yelp.

"Easy." I murmur kissing her ear, "Wait a bit more until you feel better."

She squirms away from my breath in her ear, gasping as her pussy tugs on

my cock. "Oh that didn't hurt as much." Experimentally she begins moving

her hips slowly and carefully her breath occasionally catching as my cock

tugs on her bruised cervix. A little while later she slides a hand down to

he pussy crack and begins to gently massage her clitoris, the movements of

her hips becoming a little stronger as her body heats up again.

"Oh that's not too bad!" she says, and tries to lift upwards, falling back

with a gasp as my cock tugs on her uterus. "Ouch! Not to good either. Greg

will you play with my titties some more and can you two lick my pussy?"

By way of answer, Anna and Rene each kiss Alison on her cheeks and lift my

hands to Alison's breasts as they slide to the floor in front of us.

Giggling, they lick their way up the insides of Alison's thighs,

collecting the sticky mixture of raspberry flavouring and pussy juice on

their tongues.

My fingers brush over her tiny nipples like butterfly wings, barely

touching them as I tease them to arousal. Then once her little nipples

stand out stiffly atop the twin pink-brown domes of her growing breasts, I

lift my fingers to her lips. She slowly draws my fingers into her mouth,

her tongue swirling sensuously around them as she sucks like a baby on a

tit.

As I pull the saliva slicked fingers of one hand from her lips, she turns

her head to the other, her cheeks hollowing as she pulls the fingers into

her warm, wet mouth. Trailing my fingers down over her chest, I trace

small circles around her nipple for a few seconds before closing my thumb

and forefinger on the hard little numb and gently squeezing it.

She groans as fresh sensations of arousal corse through her body and

pushes her hips upwards towards Anna's and Rene's approaching tongues,

gasping as the injudicious move tugs on the neck of her womb. A moment

later she giggles as their heads bump into her belly. "They can't reach my

pussy." she says. "Move forwards Greg."

I carefully ease my hips towards the edge of the couch. Alison grunts and

squeaks as my movements stir up her insides but she urges me on until my

legs are fully clear of the couch and I am slumped back with her lying on

my chest. As Anna plunges her tongue into the splayed gap between her

legs, Alison's hands close over mine, increasing the force with which my

fingers grasp and tug on her engorged nipples.

As I play with Alison's sensitive little breasts, I feel two lively little

tongues at work on the junction of our bodies, flickering maddeningly over

my balls and the base of my shaft one moment and seconds later, my ears

follow their progress in Alison's squeaks and gasps. The silken sheath

surrounding my impaling member rapidly warms under the combined influence

of my fingers on her nipples and two tiny tongues on her clit and it is

not long before she starts slowly grinding her hips in a small circle,

occasionally grunting as her uterus tugs on my cock.

In only a few minutes, her hands tighten convulsively on mine, pinching

her nipples with more force than I'd dare subject them to. A moment later

she pulls them away from her chest, until her spit slicked nipples slip

from between my fingers like watermelon seeds. Her cervix tugs almost

painfully on my deeply embedded cock as her gyrating movements become

wilder under the influence of an approaching orgasm.

Moaning almost continuously now, she slams my hands back to her chest and

I close my fingertips on her swollen nipples, pinching them harder and

harder under the shrill goad of her voice. I pull on them almost

viciously, stretching her developing tit flesh more than an inch, only to

be told in a voice that is almost a snarl. "Pull on my fucking tits you

bastard."

Lashed by her voice, my hands jerk outwards further actually lifting her

from my chest before her nipples slip from my grasp and she falls back

against me. "Do it again." she snarls, her hands on the back of Anna's

head as she humps her hips up into the little eight year old's face. only

to be pulled back into my lap by the rigid shaft of man flesh spearing her

uterus.

As my fingers close on her nipples twisting and squeezing the swollen rock

hard fleshy nodules, a guttural scream escapes her lips and her hips fly

upwards with sufficient force to finally pull herself free of my cock. The

sensation of her cervix pulling over my glans is a strange mixture of

incredible pleasure and incredible pain, causing my voice to blend with

hers as I let out a similar scream three octaves deeper.

Now free of the barbed spear that had kept her locked tight against my

body, she pounds her spasming cunt up and down the full length of my

shaft, grunts punctuating her orgasmic howls as the tip pounds against and

halfway penetrates her bruised cervix. Around my rampant member, the

slick, fiery walls of her vagina ripple from bottom to top, exquisitely

massaging my cock with incredible force.

Only my earlier concern for her, and the lingering pain in my cock keeps

me from decorating her womb with my great greasy gouts of my semen. Even

so, I am still close to my own climax and as Alison's subsides, I stand

and with her limp body still impaled on my rock hard prick I carry her

over to the mattress. Kneeling, I hold her against me with one arm as

gather all of the pillows together into a pile. I carefully lower her onto

her stomach, draped over the pile and begin my own glory strokes, pounding

away into her quickly recovering body as Anna and Rene look on with awe

tinged with a little fear.

"Harder!" Alison's muffled cry goads me as my balls slap wetly against her

moist, oily cunt lips, "Fuck me harder. Squirt your stuff in my pussy."

"You know what <grunt> happens to <grunt> little girls <grunt> who let bad

men <grunt> fill their little <grunt> pussies with their <grunt> nasty

gooey sperm?" I ask, my words coming in staccato grunts as my belly slaps

against her tiny upturned arse. "They get pregnant. <grunt> Their cute

little tummies <grunt> start to swell as <grunt> a baby grows, inside

<grunt> her belly. <grunt> Do you want that? <grunt> Do you want me to

<grunt> fuck a baby into you? <grunt> Do you want to feel <grunt> my baby

wriggle <grunt> and kick inside you?"

As I speak, Alison takes her weight on her hands and knees and drives

herself back against my pounding thrusts. "Do it Daddy!" she yelps, "Make

a baby in me. <squeak> Squirt me full of the <squeak> nasty stu-uh-ff that

makes babies. <squeak> Make a little girl slu-uh-t in me so I can <squeak>

show her how to suck her dad-uh-dy's big nasty cock <oh fuck> and I'll

<squeak> make her <squeak> lick your <squeak> stuff out <squeak> of my

pussy <squeak> and <squeak> when she's <squeak> old en-uh-ough I'll

<squeak> hold her <squeak> legs op-uh-en so <squeak> you can fu-uh-ck her

tiny <squeak> little cunt <squeak> hole and ma-uh-ke a baby <squeak> in

her too."

My mind goes blank on hearing her depraved words and I have no idea how

she manages to hold a train of thought, let alone continue to speak as I

become nothing more than a rutting animal. Seizing her slim hips in a vice

like grip throw my cock into her receptive little body with jackhammer

thrusts, stirring the juices leaking from her hot little hairless snatch

to a bubbling froth that bespatters my thighs and lower belly. No longer

capable of coherent thought, I jam my aching prick into the hot wet clasp

of her velvety fuck tube over and over again, driving towards an explosive

release.

Suddenly Alison's head snaps back and from her lips there emerges a choked

howl, totally devoid of intelligence and the muscular walls of her young

cunt seize my buried shaft in a rippling, vice like grip. Bereft of

sanity, my voice joins hers as my aching balls empty themselves in wave

after fiery wave of agonised release. Like molten lead my semen traverses

the length of my cock, splashing against the neck of her juvenile womb.

Still desperately hunching against her upturned arse, I feel my seed leak

from her overfilled little snatch, joining the bubbling mess that coats

our loins.

Long after my balls empty, her overstimulated young twat continues to

spasm about my shaft, prolonging my orgasm, triggering one exquisitely

agonising dry heave after another in my aching loins. Finally though, her

little pussy relaxes and a wave of exhaustion sweeps over me. Collapsing

forwards I barely get my arms under me as I topple on top of her, covering

her slim body with my own, slowly hunching my hips back and forth, pushing

my rapidly deflating cock in and out of her now slack vaginal sheath.

As she begins to struggle under my weight, I find the strength to roll

onto my back, taking her with me, my cock finally slipping free of her

pre-teen twat, to release our combined spends and coat my lower belly and

crotch with a hot sticky mixture of lubricants, sweat, semen and feminine

ejaculate.

"That was awesome." Rene breaths from somewhere beside my head.

I allow my head to fall to the side and forcing my eyes open, I manage to

focus on the little girl kneeling beside me. the flecks of foam

bespeckling her tiny torso bear mute witness to the ferocity of mine and

Alison's love making and as I silently watch, she collects a sticky

handful of cum from our groins and transfers it to her mouth, smacking her

lips in obvious enjoyment.

On the other side Anna looks on, her face filled with a mixture of hunger,

lust and a little fear. Then seeing that we are licking our lips in an

attempt to moisten our mouths, she gets the bottle of lemonade and

supporting first Alison's and then my head, she carefully dribbles a sweet

refreshing draught between out lips.

Then as we thank her, she set's the bottle aside and disappears from my

sight. A moment later Alison squirms atop me and I realise that Anna has

gone directly to the source. A moment later I feel the lower portion of

Alison's body slide off me and Rene's tiny tongue at work on my groin.

Unlike her more fastidious sister, she has no qualms about my pubic hair

and as she sucks the tasty mixture of love juices from my groin, I feel a

few painful tugs as one occasionally gets caught between her teeth.

Finally though, I have to protest as she moves onto the treat she has

saved for last. Drawing my shrunken member between her lips, she sucks

vigorously, making my cry out, "Take it easy, it hurts right now."

Rather than release me, she slows her sucking, and nurses gently on my

flaccid little prick soothing it with soft caresses of her tiny tongue.

But even that is too much for me and with great reluctance I pull her away

and guide her lips to mine, tasting the exquisite bittersweet flavour of

our lovemaking. A minute or so later, even Anna's gentle tonguing becomes

too much for Alison, and she pulls her away to taste herself on the lips

of her young friend.

"Will Alison really have a baby?" Rene asks pulling away from my lips to

look into my eyes.

"No," I answer, "remember, I told Anna she was still too young."

"Oh!" Rene looks disappointed, "Well how come you said you were?"

"Because it can be fun to pretend you are." I answer, "Which reminds me

Alison, just where did you learn to talk like that anyway?"

"From Jenny." she giggles, "She showed me this program on her daddy's

computer where you can read all these neat stories about people fucking

and things. Her daddy's got hundreds of stories about fucking little girls

and there's stacks of these really cool ones about little girls having

their daddies' and brother's babies."

"I think I know which ones." I say, "That sly old bugger, I never knew

Tony felt like that. So that's why you called me Daddy."

"Uh-huh," Alison giggles, "made you horny, didn't it?"

"Like a three peckered billy goat." I reply.

"What's that?" Rene asks.

"A goat with three dicks." I tell her, making her giggle.

"Are you going to fuck me like that?" Anna asks, her tone both hopeful and

afraid.

"No," I reply cuddling her against me and Alison, "if I tried that with

you, I'd split you in half, your pussy has to be stretched a bit first."

"Oh," (she was indeed hoping I would) "will you do it when I'm bigger?"

"If you want me to." I say, tightening my arm.

"Good," she says, her voice brightening, "it looked like Alison really

liked being fucked like that."

"Oh I did!" Alison exclaims fervently, "It was like sooo awesome, I can't

wait to do it again."

"Well you can wait." Anna cries, taking my cock in a proprietary grip,

"He's going to fuck me now."

"No he's not." I mock groan, "I need a rest."

"Can we go in the spa again?" Rene asks.

"O.K." I say, struggling upright, "Bring the drink."

Chapter 26 - Naughty girls.

I totter out to the spa, making the girls giggle at my apparent

decrepitude and it is only when I lower myself into the water that I

realise that Alison is missing. A few moments later she appears carrying

the bong and mix bowl.

"What do you think you are doing with that young lady?" I ask, "Your

mother said Rene had to be asleep."

"Oh pooh!" she says, "Rene knows all about it. Don't you?"

Rene giggles sheepishly, which is all the answer I need, "Well what about

Anna? She certainly didn't know?"

"Well it's too late now." Alison says, "Please?"

Against my better judgment I agree, and with a happy squeal, Alison skips

the rest of the way to the spa and carefully sets her burden down by my

elbow before slipping into the water beside Anna. As Anna looks on in

fascination, I take up the bong and carefully pack a cone. Setting the

neck of the bong to my lips I light it and draw the cloying sweet smoke

deep into my lungs, holding it there as I set the bong down.

Alison giggles at Anna's awestruck expression, as I release my breath a

few seconds later. "Where'd the smoke go?" she asks.

"He kept it all." Alison says.

"Hey why's it green?" Anna asks, peering into the bowl.

"Because it's mari-ju-ana." Rene giggles, carefully enunciating the 'j'.

Anna's jaw drops at this revelation, "But that's bad." she gasps, "My

teacher says it makes you take heroin and other stuff."

"Your teacher's full of shit." Alison says in reply, "Mum says this stuff

can't hurt you unless you smoke heaps and heaps, it just makes you feel

good. But sometimes bad people put heroin in marijuana and that is bad

because you can't stop taking heroin and then they sell it to you. Hurry

up Greg it's my pipe."

"You smoke it too?" Anna gasps in shock.

"Uh-huh." Alison nods, "it makes my head feel all nice and spinny."

Anna's eyes follow the progress of the bong from my hands to Alison's not

blinking as Alison presses her lips to the opening at the neck of the

bong. She flinches a little at the rasp of the spark-wheel and holds her

breath as Alison drags the sweet smelling smoke into her lungs. A few

moments later Alison lets the smoke trickle from her nostrils as she hands

the bong back to me. The slight sound of the bong touching the deck beside

the spa makes Anna jump and she finally releases her breath with an

explosive rush.

"Hey I'm supposed to do that." Alison giggles.

"What's it like?" Anna asks.

"Real neat." Alison replies, "It makes everything feel all tingly and

dreamy at the same time."

As I pack and smoke the next bong, Alison pulls Anna's ear to her lips,

and I wonder what sort of mischief they are planning to commit against me.

With my mind fuzzed by the intoxicating smoke I think nothing of Alison's

naughty giggle as I hand her the bong and lighter. A moment later I take

bong back from her and turn to set it aside.

When I turn back, I find her with her lips pressed to Anna's pushing the

sweet mind-numbing smoke from her lungs into Anna's. Before I can separate

them, Anna chokes and pulls back coughing as the last of the smoke

trickles from Alison's mouth.

Grabbing the lemonade, which Rene is already holding out, I hold Anna in

my arm and wait for the first hacking spasms to subside then help her take

a sip from the bottle. She coughs a couple more times and turns an

accusatory glance on Alison.

"Sorry," she says contritely, "I forgot that happens the first couple of

times."

"Well it shouldn't have happened the first time." I say angrily, "Just

what do you think you were playing at?"

"Don't blame her." Anna cries, "It was my fault. "I asked if I could have

some and she said you probably wouldn't let me, but she said she could

breath it into me."

"That doesn't make it any better." I say, "She still knew that she was

doing wrong. And you aren't any better."

"Sorry." they murmur together in small contrite voices.

"Well it's done now." I say relenting somewhat, "So do you like it?"

"Well I feel really funny, it's nice, but I don't know if I want to do it

again, it really hurt when I coughed." she replies.

"You get used to it." I say, "And it hurt like it did because you coughed

up the smoke. Next time, try to keep from coughing until you breath the

smoke out. And now that I've given you that piece of advice, your next

time shouldn't be until you are at least sixteen."

"But Alison's not sixteen." she objects.

"Alison's mum says she can," I tell her, "if your mum says you can, I

might change my mind."

"How come your mum let's you?" Anna ask Alison curiously.

"She can tell you later," I say, "it's a long story."

I quickly finish off the last two pipes in the bowl and put it and the

bond out of harms way. Then after taking a drink of lemonade and passing

the bottle around I lift Anna across to my other side and pull Rene into

my lap. Alison and Anna snuggle up to my sides and I pull them in close in

a warm loving hug.

For the next few minutes, we silently embrace, sharing out love for each

other, until Rene decides that it has gone on long enough and digs her

fingers into Alison's ribs. With an outraged squeal Alison retaliates and

a moment later I find myself at the bottom of a shrieking, giggling,

laughing pile of little girls.

Sliding from underneath, I retreat to the other side of the tub and look

on at the indiscriminate free for all that has erupted in the middle of

the spa. They continue for a few minutes alternately dunking each other in

the roiling water then as if of one mind they abruptly stop and turn to

face me.

"Uh-oh" I cringe, drawing my knees up to my chest and wrapping my arms

about them.

Their faces twisted into hilarious grimaces as they fight to keep from

giggling they advance resolutely on me and with Anna and Alison seizing my

arms and Rene my legs, they jerk me from the seat and into the middle of

the tub. I let the water close over my head then uncoil explosively,

roaring as I burst from the water and seize the first little girl that I

see.

Anna shrieks happily as I grasp her about the waist and raise her high

above my head, then bring her down so that she is sitting on my upturned

face. Curling my tongue beneath her, I touch the tip to her puckered

arsehole and slowly lower her, my tongue rasping over the soft sensitive

flesh between her tight pussy lips until her hardening clit presses into

my upper lip. Withdrawing my tongue I close my lips about the sensitive

little shaft and gently nurse upon it, feeling it continue to swell and

harden in my mouth.

Keeping my lips over my teeth I bite down on the inch long shaft and lift

her away from me, stretching her clit until it is nearly two inches long.

She lets out a happy little shriek as It slips from my grasp and snaps

back between her slightly swollen labia and pushes her hips back towards

my mouth. Taking hold of her clit with my lips I gently nip the tip and

lower her back into the water.

She petulantly thumps me in the arm as I release her and turn to where

Alison and Rene are tussling to be next. Alison pouts as I pick Rene and

raise her pussy to my lips and press the tip of my stiffened tongue

against her tiny vaginal opening, wriggling it as the tiny hole slowly

dilates and allows me to taste the sweet, soft flesh within.

As I slide my tongue in and out of the tight, clasping sheath Rene begins

to wriggle in my grasp, hunching her soft, little mound against my nose,

as a delightful sweet moistness seeps around my intruding tongue,

nourishing me with her ambrosial nectar. She groans with disappointment as

I withdraw my tongue from her little slot, then pulls her legs up

presenting me with her parted pussy lips as I put my lips to her tiny clit

and suck hard.

Although tiny, I manage to get a grip on her clitoris with my lip

cushioned teeth and she moans as I lift her away from me and pull the

sensitive little nubbin of flesh away from her body. Squeaking happily she

pushes her hips back at me and I nuzzle at the little slot between her

legs once again searching for her clit with my mouth. I nip the shiny

little pearl gently between my teeth and lower her back to the water,

collecting another thump as I reach for an eagerly waiting Alison.

As I lift her she raises her legs and locks them about my neck, trapping

my head against her sweet pussy. I briefly tongue her hairless slot, until

the chlorine taste of the water is replaced by the sweet flavour of her

juvenile secretions then drive my tongue deep into her vagina tasting a

lingering remnant of my earlier spend mixed with fresh juices seeping from

the walls of her cunt.

I lave the soft ridged flesh within the confines of her tight young pussy

for a while, then begin my search for her clit, pursing my lips and

drawing the hard little bundle of nerves against my tongue. I teasingly

flick the tip of my tongue back and forth for a few seconds, then tighten

my lips and teeth on it and pull. She squeals as it snaps back and

tightens her legs pulling herself tight against my lips and grinds her

pelvis in tight circles roughly stimulating her sweet vulva against my

beard.

A moment later, she yelps as I fasten my teeth about her clit and gently

gnaw for a few seconds. But when I try to lift her from my shoulders she

tightens her legs about my neck refusing to release me. 'Like that huh?' I

think and push her over backwards so that she is hanging upside down from

my shoulders, her hair trailing in the water.

Curling her back to look up at me she giggles, "Can't get rid of me."

"Oh yeah." I bend my knees and lower her into the water.

As soon as her nose disappears beneath the surface her legs unlock from

about my neck and she falls into the water, coming up a moment later

snorting violently. "Water went up my nose you ba uh bad man." she accuses

between snorts.

Rene giggles at her sister's outrage and is immediately set upon by

Alison, who starts tickling her unmercifully. Shrieking and squirming

violently she tries to escape her sister to no avail. For a moment it

looks like Anna is going to go to her rescue but the only aid she offers

is to support her head, keeping it above the surface as Alison attacks her

little sister's ribs and belly.

Finally she shrieks, "STOP! I'm gonna piddle."

Alison gives her little sister one last dig, before releasing her and

backing away, but that final assault is too much for the little girl and

she lets out a mortified yelp as a pink bloom appears in the water between

her legs. Pressing her fingers against her mound, she turns her head to me

and gives me a beseeching look, "Help, I've gotta go now!"

Taking hold of her, I lift her to my hip and step from the water and

leaving a dripping trail, I carry her into the house. "Hurry up you two."

I call, figuring the elder girls would want to join in again.

"Don't wait for us." Alison calls, "We've got something else to do."

"We do?" Anna says in surprised tones.

"Yeah..." Alison's voice trails off as the kitchen door closes behind us.

"All the more for me huh?" I say looking down at Rene. She giggles in

response, and I feel a warm wet pulse against my flank.

"Oops I wasted some." she says, suppressing a giggle. "Hurry up."

I finish the trip with three long strides, stepping into the shower

cubicle and lifting her to stand on my shoulders as soon as we pass under

the curtain rail. Even as she settles her feet, pale golden stream

dribbles from between her labia and splashes from my chin. Grasping the

shower hose at the point where it emerges from the wall to steady herself,

she manoeuvres her hips aiming the golden stream into my wide open mouth.

I avidly gulp the sweet offering down, some of it unavoidably trickling

over my cheeks and down my front as I close my mouth to swallow. "Save

some for me." she reminds me, as the flow slows to a trickle, and then

finishes with a couple of uncoordinated squirts that splash across my

cheeks.

Holding the last of her pee in my mouth, I carefully lower her until she

can wrap her legs around my waist and pull my head down to her lips.

Opening my mouth over hers, I let my mouthful of urine to trickle over her

tongue and fill her little mouth, allowing the excess to dribble over her

chin and down between us. A moment later I see bubbles rise to the surface

as she briefly gargles with her own piss then gulps it down with a big

smile. After quickly sluicing our bodies down with the shower, we quickly

dry off and go to see what the other two are up to.

Chapter 27 - Other Lovers.

As we walk down the hall the first thing I notice is that the lights in

the lounge have been dimmed. As soon as I enter the room I see Anna

sitting on the couch, fully dressed, pretending to watch television.

Alison has taken great care to get everything 'just right', Anna is

sitting with one foot tucked under her thigh, and the skirt of her dress

has been arranged so that I can see a tiny patch of white at the juncture

of her thighs. The mattress which has dominated the center of the room,

has been pushed to one end of the room and is now made up properly.

Stunned I stop dead in my tracks and Rene, who has not yet seen the scene

set by her sister, runs into me. A stifled giggle from off to the side

causes me to look towards the source of the sound and Alison, still naked

as the day she was born, asks, "Do you like it?"

"Like it?" I return, sweeping her up into my arms and delivering a

crushing hug. "You bet I like it."

"Well put me down and go unwrap your present." she says, then pulls my

head down so she can whisper in my ear, "But you'd better put some clothes

on and go and brush your teeth first, and I think you should seduce her.

Is that the right word."

"Exactly right." I say, delivering a resounding kiss.

"Hey save it for Anna." she giggles squirming out of my arms and pulling

Rene aside for a whispered consultation.

Five minutes later, decently dressed, teeth brushed and smelling of a

cologne that CJ keeps in the bathroom, I return to the lounge. Alison and

Rene, are squeezed together into one of the armchairs from where they can

watch without being in the way.

Suddenly I feel like a schoolboy on his first date, unsure of what to do

and say. Although I have had more than a few child lovers, I had never

seduced any of them even in pretence. Always before, I had seen signs that

the girl was sexually curious of her own accord, before beginning the trip

down the road towards mutual sexual fulfilment.

Even little Sandy had wordlessly invited my attentions, beginning with a

time some seven months earlier, when she, because of a breakdown on an

unseasonably hot day and no nappy to replace her wet one had contracted a

nasty nappy rash. Left to care for her the following day, I applied a

soothing cream, as her mother had directed me to do if she seemed in any

distress. She fell asleep as I was applying the ointment so rather than

disturb her I left her to sleep without a nappy.

An hour or so later she woke crying and as soon as I entered the room she

parted her legs, inviting another application of salve. This time I

noticed that she seemed to be deriving pleasure beyond simple relief from

pain, but I thought little of it at the time. However over the course of

the day it became apparent that she was enjoying the tactile contact with

her tiny mound, her podgy little fingers taking over from mine when I'd

finished applying the cream.

I took the matter no further that day, but a few weeks later, she was left

in my care whilst she was cutting a tooth and when changing her I noticed

that she quieted while I was cleaning her. Again I left it at that, but

some time later, she was still in considerable distress from the tooth

even after the application of an anaesthetic gel. Thinking that another

reason might have been the cause of her distress, I insinuated a finger

into her nappy to check for dampness.

The response was both immediate and dramatic, her whimpering cries choked

off and her expression smoothed. Opening her nappy, I began a gentle

massage of her infant mound and for the first time since the tooth had

begun to trouble her, she was quiet and her an expression of deep

contentment suffused her tiny features. However when I stopped the massage

she again began to whimper and perforce I returned to caressing her tiny

vulva until she finally dropped off to sleep.

When she awoke four hours later to the sound of car doors slamming as her

parents returned home, the tooth had broken through and thoroughly rested

she was a completely different person to the miserable little tyke that

her Danny and Angela had left with me that morning.

Over the next few weeks, I'd briefly sooth her in the guise of a nappy

change if she seemed to be too fractious and I noticed that her mother had

unconsciously begun to do the same, she too noticing that a gentle rub

over her daughter's mound would settle her during a nappy change. Then

another tooth threatened to put in an appearance and nothing that Angela

could do would sooth the poor little mite. Either not realising, or not

willing to go beyond a quick caress of Sandy's pubis, Angela could get no

more than a few seconds of peace.

I knew what would work, so I offered to take Sandy home with me for a few

hours so that Angela could get some sleep. Grateful for the respite she

readily agreed and only minutes later I had Sandy cooing with delight as I

massaged olive oil into her baby pussy. But this time there was a

difference, instead of becoming drowsy she seemed to become more and more

excited.

Suddenly I remembered a magazine article I read about girls as young as

only a few weeks old being able to experience an orgasm. Parting her tiny

labia for the first time I noticed her clitoris was hard and erect and I

applied an oil covered finger directly to the tiny little pearl. This

heightened her excitement quite a bit, but she still seemed to be

straining for something that was just out of reach. I'd moved in close to

inspect the tiny, perfect little vulva and it seem the most natural thing

in the world to cover those last few inches and apply my tongue to her

glistening little puss.

Within seconds I knew that I'd made the right decision as her tiny body

gently convulsed under the influence of her very first climax. She

rewarded my efforts by soaking my beard with pee and by the time I had

finished cleaning her up and pinned her into a fresh nappy, she was fast

asleep a contented look replacing the grimace that had distorted her

features for the past two days.

Six hours later I retuned her, complete with THREE brand new teeth, to her

grateful and much rested mother. From there it became customary for me to

masturbate my tiny neighbour to orgasm every few days. In that whole time,

my primary concern had been for her pleasure, and although it aroused me

greatly to give her that pleasure, not once had I used her to bring about

my own release. While she had the ability to communicate her wants to me,

there was no way for me to ask her if she was willing to take care of

mine.

With older girls too the first cues have usually been nonverbal and always

I have allowed them to set the pace and the degree of involvement. In the

case of two sister's it never went beyond a fairly innocent session of

show and tell.

One of them had accidentally barged in on my whilst I was in the toilet.

She had been considerably embarrassed by the incident and it had taken me

quite some time to calm her down and let her know that I wasn't mad that

she'd seen my pee-pee as she called it. A little later I noticed her in a

huddle with her sister both of them giving me significant glances

punctuated by embarrassed giggles.

Two days later I was in the same position when I heard muffled giggles

from outside the toilet door and a moment later both girls burst in, their

faces red with embarrassment as they stared at my penis. I let them look

for a few seconds as I finished my business then calmly put it away.

Looking at each other they seemed to come to a decision, and as I stepped

away from the bowl the eldest girl pulled her shorts and knickers down and

with a crimson face sat down and proceeded to pee before I could leave.

As I turned away her sister blocked the doorway, letting me know that this

little show was for my benefit so I turned back to watch. As my eyes

locked on the little slit between her legs, she kicked her pants off and

spread her legs further apart, giving me a better view of her hairless

labia and the little strip of pink flesh between them. The golden jet

arching from her sweet young mound continued for a few more seconds, them

after wiping herself dry, she made way for her little sister, leaving her

short and knickers in a pile on the floor.

The younger girl had been wearing a dress and In order to give me an

unobstructed view she had elected to discard it completely. Totally naked,

she sat down in front of me and with her legs spread to their greatest

extent she proceeded to urinate as if my presence was the most natural

thing in the world.

Only once she has wiped herself dry do they speak for the first time, the

eldest asking me to tell them why we are different and her little sister

asking if they can have a better look at my pee-pee. I scolded them gently

about doing that sort of things with strangers and they replied that I was

special and they knew I wouldn't hurt them. When I said that wasn't a very

good reason that simply insisted that they 'just knew' that I was safe.

After explaining the reasons why I shouldn't and giving them a number of

opportunities to leave things as they were, they convinced me they really

wanted to do this and we went into their bedroom where they proceeded to

help me out of my clothes as I began to tell them about boys and girls.

Being eight and nine years old, I figured they were old enough for a

fairly complete description of the facts of life.

As I spoke, we used each other as models to learn about the different

parts of our bodies, and what places felt good to touch. They were

fascinated by the way my cock got stiff when they touched it but did not

seem to be interested in watching me ejaculate. Then having decided that

they had seen everything they wanted to, we got dressed and they returned

to their colouring in and I to my book.

That evening, as I checked to see if they were asleep, the youngest girl

told me that I was right and she and her sister thought orgasms were the

best thing ever. She gave me a big 'thankyou' kiss and a few minutes later

joined her sister in the land of nod.

I continued to babysit them on other occasions, but that was the first and

only time we touched each other, though whenever we were alone together,

it was quite common, but not the rule, for one of us to be peeing while

the other's looked on waiting their turn, or simply continuing a

conversation.

Of all my young lovers Jenny was probably the most forward. I'd answered

an ad in the newspaper for a maths and science tutor. The first couple of

times I'd tutored her, I did it in their home but it quickly became

apparent that her younger brother who had a major personality disorder and

was subject to bouts of prolonged screaming, was too much of a disruption

for me to do my job properly, so the sessions were moved to my home.

Some three months later, her father's job took him to Japan for a week and

in order to present the right image he was asked to take his wife with

him. They were able to make alternative arrangements for her brother,

leaving him with his grandparents, but this would have made it impossible

for Jenny to attend school, so they asked me if I would look after her for

the week and provide some intensive tutoring at the same time. As my house

was actually closer to her school than her own it was decided that she

would stay with me.

Over that week we explored just about every sexual variation a man and a

ten year old child could accomplish; masturbation, sucking and fucking;

anal sex; water sports; bondage; dominance and submission, with both of us

taking the role of top; even a little mild pain. We took every step with

our eyes wide open and we enjoyed every single minute. Jenny lead and I

followed; she took me to places I'd heard of but never visited. I was her

instructor and she was my guide.

[If you want to learn more of my adventures with Jenny, read my story

'Babysitter - Jenny'.]

Afterword: In this story there a couple of things that go a bit beyond the

pale:

First, there is the little vignette at the start with Sandy. I'm a little

ambivalent on that one. In one sense I find it quite erotic, but in

another it is a little worrisome to me.

I have often noticed, when changing babies, that they derive much pleasure

from first being cleaned and then having ointments applied. Left to

themselves they will happily play with their genitals for quite some time

and afterwards it is very easy to put them down for naps.

The worry to me, is that if an adult does assist an infant in exploring

their own sexuality, they must stop before the child becomes articulate,

because of the laws of our society. Leaving the child confused and

wondering why the games have stopped.

It is an unfortunate reflection on human nature, that such laws are

necessary. Putting aside the neuroses brought about by the cultural

baggage of poorly thought out morals. It is my belief that the majority of

parents and carers would welcome something that brought so much pleasure

to their charges.

Second, is the matter of giving drugs to a minor child. This is totally

repugnant to me, but that is how the story wrote itself, so I guess that

something in my subconscious, felt that it needed to be said.

I write these stories in an almost totally linear fashion, only twice, in

nearly two megabytes of words, have I had to go back to adjust an earlier

scene to match a later one. Even within a scene the words are written as

they come. The only editing I do is to clean up my phrasing and grammar.

I'll go on to say, that in my life I have known of two minor children, who

have been allowed to smoke marijuana by their parents.

The first was the twelve year old son of somebody a friend had taken me

to, to score from. He was a violent little shit, who would beat his mother

senseless if she didn't give it to him and the boy's father was the sort

to cheer him on. Needless to say, I never went back there and when a month

later, I heard the father was in jail and the boy in juvenile detention, I

cheered.

The second was the child of a neighbour. They did it, because of

adulterated drugs that were circulating in the streets at the time. I

don't know if their approach was the right one, but I do know that the

girl, who was becoming something of a rebel, calmed down and her grades at

school improved markedly. With the addition of a specific predatory

individual, this tale has been told in my story.

 

Author: Clayton <clayton@nym.alias.net>

Website: http://www.mrdouble.com/clayton.htm
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