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   Part 10

   I turned to Sylvia, my dick still hard and ready, slippery with the
slime from her mother's juicy cunt.  My sexual hunger once again building
towards a demand for another mind blowing orgasm.

   I picked her up.  She clasped her arms around my neck and wrapped her
legs around my waist.  She demanded my tongue and sucked at it, taking my
saliva and breath with it.  Her hairless little pussy was oozing light
heated juice against my bare belly.

   "I need you," she whimpered.

   "I know," I said.  I really did know it.  I felt it.  A sympathetic ache
and cry directly from her female core.  Her little girl womb, her
undeveloped eggs, the xx chromosomes that determined her sex, they all
demanded the same sperm saturation she had just witnessed and felt when I
had fucked her mother.

   The difference between what she had experienced in our shared
consciousness as I fucked and impregnated her mother was that she needed a
gentle flow of reciprocal tenderness between her little girl vulnerability
and my overarching domination of her new sexuality.

   Feeling her need, I held her, caressed her and hugged her to me, trying
to comfort her even as I communicated my intent to use her, rape her and
claim her as my breeding mate.  Her whole body was flushed now, heated and
hungry and scared.  I gently lay her down on the bed beside her mother
while Sharon gazed on us lovingly, eager to witness and feel her
prepubescent child's defilement.

   With our shared consciousness, Sharon was totally involved in my first
fuck with her seven year old daughter.  She felt the tender yearning Sylvia
and I shared, urgent yet almost liquid in our mystical determination for
full and complete union.

   "Spread your legs, baby," I told Sylvia.  She did as I asked without
comment, exposing one of the most lovely little girl pussies I had ever
imagined.  Her immature pussy lips were open, wet and pink.  The moist
interior beckoned tongue, fingers and cock.  I felt a crying need to adore
and worship her little girl cunt, even as I felt a brutish urge to rape and
despoil her.

   There was no hiding what I wanted and the seven year old responded with
a mixture of fear and desire.

   "Fill me, but please don't hurt me," she begged.  "I need your fuck
cream to soak my pussy, my womb.  I can't go on without you inside me, your
love and your sperm, inside my soul, not just my body.  Fill me, every part
of me.  But please be gentle.  Don't ruin me, don't kill me.  Don't hurt
me."

   Sharon had no such compunctions, "Fuck the little cunt," she said. 
"She's yours now.  Do what you want.  Take her.  Use her.  Knock her up if
the little bitch can conceive."

   With mixed feelings I said, "I don't know what's going to happen now.  I
don't know if she can handle my dick, or if her body can withstand full
penetration, how much of me she can take.  I know she wants it all, but I
don't know if she's ready for it." As I gazed into the young girl's eyes,
drowning in her soulful depths, admiring her middle eastern complexion and
features, I added, "She's too perfect and precious to destroy.  That's my
fear."

   I withdrew my mind from our communal connection and turned my full
attention to the little girl as I hovered over her.  I played the tip of my
precum oozing prick over the tiny sticky mouth of her sweet pussy, "I
really do love you, Sylvia, but once I start to fuck your beautiful cunt, I
won't be able to stop until I explode inside you, until I blast your
insides with my sperm, just like I did with your mommy, just like I do with
baby Eve."

   "Fuck Her!" demanded Eve, whose own fuck hunger was easily as intense as
Sharon's would ever be.  "Take her.  Make her yours and mine and don't ever
stop.  Fuck her.  Fuck them all."

   Eve dashed to us, kissed Sylvia full and harshly, sharing her spit with
the child, saying as she did, "You're my sister now.  You will take all his
cock and cream and use it to make babies and live forever and feed me more
milk and shit and pee every day, from now until forever."

   With a sudden rush of her will, we all felt immersed in the toddler's
sex hunger and scatalogical demands.  Then the overwhelming combination of
Sylvia's trepidation, her soul crying need, Her mother's parental love
mixed with carnal perversion, four year old Adrienne's expectation to
follow her elder sister's example and the baby Rein's awe and wonder at
what she was witnessing and vicariously experiencing, swept over each of
us. It created an emotional elixir we all felt and couldn't resist.  My
heart was beating hard and fast.  I broke out in a sex sweat.  I also
evoked my own sense of patriarchal privilege and responsibility.

   "From this instant on, I own you," I said.  "Your beauty, your marred
innocence, your sexual maturation, your diviance.  I claim you.  I will
fuck you every day for the rest of your life, every day of our lives.  You
belong to me and I belong to you.  We all belong to one another."

   I pulled her to the edge of the bed.  I towered above her open and
vulnerable body.  I raised her legs to my chest.  Sylvia stared up into my
eyes, accepting my pronouncement and placing her entire being into my care.
And with that, I parted the little girl's immature sex lips with my thumb
and forefinger, then drove my cock fully into her small body, into her tiny
cunt, taking her cherry, making her bleed and scream, filling her pussy
tube with the entire length of my manhood.  I had intended to take it slow,
to usher her into fucking with an underlying tenderness, but my own desire,
mixed with the demands of her mother and little Eve's panting fuck hunger
to violate Sylvia's virginity perpetrated that first violent lunge into the
child's taut cuntal sheath.

   Sylvia's mouth was open wide.  I had driven the breath out of her.  I
looked down at our joined bodies.  A smattering of blood showed at the
mouth of her pussy.  I was embedded in her to the hilt.  I stood stock
still now, feeling the child's pussy tube along the length of my cock,
feeling the head of my dick embedded in her heretofore inviolate womb.

   The wonderful thing, the miraculous thing, was that Sylvia was able to
take my grown up cock fully into her body without damage.  Everyone of us
felt the remarkable success of what should have been impossible.

   I had no idea if this was luck or some instinctual aspect of our new
existance, but whatever it was, I would forever feel both the guilt and the
accomplishment of ramming my burgeoning cock up into my little darling's
cunt for the first time.

   "You are mine," I said.

   "And you are mine," Sylvia echoed, squeezing down onto my invading dick.


   "And you are mine," Eve cooed as she kissed her newly initiated fuck
sister.

   Soft echoes of "You are mine," swirled though our shared thoughts and
empathic communication.

   Now that I had penetrated my new lover, I slowly began to fuck her.  Now
came the the time for tender fucking.  Extending each withdrawal and
insertion into her, making it last, feeling every centimeter of her sex
tube, as she felt every centimeter of my invading prick.

   As I fucked her, her mother stroked her young body.  Her fingers
fluttered over Sylvia's sensitive nipples, tummy and clitoris as I
continued to repeatedly burrow my entire cock into her body, opening her
womb again with each thrust.

   Sylvia whimpered and crooned.  Tears flowed from her eyes even as she
writhed to embed my cock fully into her little girl snatch.

   Eve was kissing her all the while, drooling saliva into her mouth for
her to swallow and digest, egging on the process that would make her as
inhuman as she was.  Adrienne had taken a position behind Eve and was
alternately sucking at her pussy and asshole.

   "Never stop," Sylvia sobbed.  "Fuck me like this forever."

   At that moment, it actually felt as if we could continue our lovemaking
forever.  The rhythm and the ongoing sensations felt like we could and
would be entangled in this gentle undulation until the end of time, but
very gradually, like gentle nudges from our unconscious, our thrusts
speeded up.

   "Fuck me!  Fill me!  Make me whole!" Sylvia cried.

   "You beautiful sweet little slut," I answered, and began humping into
her tight cunt, determined to empty my balls into the little girl.

   "Cum for him," Sharon encouraged Sylvia as she latched onto her
daughter's hardened nipple and frigged her clit.  "Take his sperm and wash
his cock with your little girl pussy juice."

   I felt my balls churning and my thrusts into Sylvia became more violent.
I began hammering into her cunt.  Sylvia cried out in pain and ecstacy, "It
hurts!  And I love the way it hurts!"

   I reciprocated by redoubling my efforts.  This little girl was enjoying
being fucked.  Not just loved or enjoyed, but raped and ravaged.  There was
a cry of anguish, as if someone was being tortured.  It wasn't Sylvia.  It
was me as I felt my cum being ripped from my body and shot through my prick
into her womb.

   I was in orgasmic rapture as my sperm pulsed into the little girl.  She
groaned and clutched at me as her little pussy sought to vacuum every
droplet into her open womb.

   When I pulled away from her, I dropped to the floor on my knees and
gasped at the wonder, pleasure and fulfillment at having consummated our
first fuck.

   I wasn't even surprised when four year old Adrienne announced, "Now me."
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