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   A perverts couple fulfil their dream of owning their very own little
girl, when they buy the four year old daughter of a drug addicted whore. 
On her very first night in her new home, little Lisa is sexually initiated
by her new Mommy and Daddy.  But Max and Hillary plan to share their child
with their friends.  One month later, along with four other little girls,
Lisa becomes the star of a kiddy porn movie and the main attraction in a no
holes barred pedo orgy.





   Our Little Sex Slave by Maxamm



   My wife and I studied the whore with unconcealed distaste.  Though
hardly more than eighteen, the look of a street hardened pro was already
permanently etched on her thin face.  Too many tricks and too many drugs
ensured she could never again recover the youthful beauty she had lost.





   But it wasn't concern for the welfare of a lowlife junkie - no matter
how tragic her story might be - that had brought Hillary and I to the
slums. The girl had something we both wanted and it wasn't the skinny body
beneath her faded tee shirt and tight black leather skirt.





   "We've come for the child," my wife told her.





   The girl fixed her with a glassy eyed look.  "Lisa!  You cops?"





   "No, nothing like that," I answered, as patiently as I could manage. 
"But we are very interested in little Lisa's welfare.  Where is she?" "Who
wants to know?" the whore demanded. "We fucking do," Hillary rasped. 
"Look, we don't give a shit about you selling your ass, smoking crack,
doing whatever it is you have to do to get by.  That's not our business."
"Then what is your business?" "The little girl," I said.  "We want to give
her a new home." "She has a home, asshole," the whore snapped. Hillary
laughed.  "You call this stinking, rat infested dump a home?  This is no
place for a dog, let alone a child." "Why do you give a shit about my kid?"
the junkie responded. "That's our business," my wife answered.  "Now, if we
can take a look at little Lisa, you can take a look at what's in this
briefcase." It was only then that the whore noticed the item of luggage in
my right hand.  Bringing it here had been a big risk.  People in this
neighborhood would cut your throat for a fraction of what was in my
briefcase, but Hillary and I had high hopes that we would shortly be
leaving with something even more precious. "What's in the case?" the whore
demanded. "We need to see the child first," I replied. She took a few long
minutes, giving the matter as much thought as her drug numbed brain would
permit, before finally calling out for her daughter, in a tired voice. 
Another brief eternity passed, then a small figure in sandals and a ragged
pink cotton dress emerged from the kitchen.  I glanced at Hillary and she
almost smiled.  The little girl was everything we could have hoped for. 
Considering the conditions she was forced to live in, she appeared
surprisingly healthy.  Her blonde hair hung untidily about her shoulders
and it was obvious she needed a bath, but that only added to the allure of
the little urchin. "Hi there, Lisa," I smiled. The child's only response
was a wary look in her big, blue eyes. "That's Lisa," her mother said. 
"What have you got to show me?" Walking across the room, I placed my
briefcase on the table and snapped it open.  "This." For the first time
since we had entered her hovel, the whore's features registered something
other than bland disinterest.  She was looking at more hard cash than she
had probably earned in all the years of selling her miserable ass. "Fuck!"
she gasped. "Ten thousand dollars," I told her.  "Enough to get you very
high for a very long time.  You want it?" "What do I have to do?" she asked
suspiciously, unable to take her eyes off the greenbacks. "Sell Lisa to
us," I replied.  "We leave the money here, we take the little girl away and
you forget you ever saw her.  Do we have a deal?" Her eyes darted from the
money, to me, to her daughter, then back again.  I looked at Hillary.  We
both knew the whore wasn't going to turn down that kind of money.  She
would probably have been prepared to sell her child for far less, but
Hillary and I considered ten thousand a small price to pay for the pleasure
of owning our very own little girl. "Okay, take her," the junkie murmured,
her eyes fixed on the treasure. It was as easy as that.  Less than an hour
later, Lisa found herself in her new home.  Though my wife and I did not
live like royalty, our home must have seemed like a fairytale palace,
compared to the cesspit she had just been rescued from.  Lisa was not going
to miss her mother for long and the junkie was unlikely to spend much time
pondering the motives of the strangers who had bought her.  Her newfound
wealth would probably ensure she was dead within a month. Hillary smiled
happily as we watched the little girl eat a hearty meal in the kitchen.
"Our very own child!  We've done it, Max, we've really done it!" "We sure
have," I grinned.  "Isn't she beautiful?" "She's a dream come true," my
wife replied.  "I can't wait to introduce her to our friends." "Let's just
keep her to ourselves for a while," I suggested.  "When she's been broken
in and housetrained, then we can share her." Lisa had spoken scarcely a
dozen words since her arrival, but at least she wasn't terrified of her new
'parents'.  When she was finished eating, she announced that she needed to
use the bathroom. "You take her," Hillary told me.  "I'll get her bath
ready." "Come on, honey," I smiled, taking the child's hand.

   I did not shut the bathroom door, but Lisa didn't seem to mind.  She was
going to be a very obedient and manageable little girl.  I was already
falling in love.

   "Who are you, Mister?" she asked.

   "I'm your new daddy," I replied.

   "I never knew I had a daddy," she said.

   "You do now," I told her.  "Me and your new mommy are going to take real
good care of you.  You're our special little girl now."

   Crouching down, I gripped the hem of her ragged dress.  She offered no
resistance as I raised the garment over her head, nor did she object when I
pulled down her white cotton panties.  Holding her gently by the hips, I
studied every detail of her small, pale, naked body.  I could not have
wished for a more beautiful child.  My heart raced as I kissed her flat
chest, then moved my lips down over her soft belly.

   "Uh, daddy, I need to pee," she said, in a small voice.

   I drew back reluctantly.  I had waited this long to taste my very own
little girl, a few more minutes was not going to hurt.

   Unperturbed by my presence, Lisa sat back on the toilet and began to
pee. I knelt before her, licking my lips as I watched the yellowy stream
squirt from her puffy little slit.  It looked good enough to drink and I
was tempted to do just that.  As soon as she was finished, she stood up,
her pussy still dribbling.  Obviously, her junkie mother had given her only
the most basic toilet training.  She was probably used to just pissing,
then pulling up her panties again.  The little slut was about to receive
her first lesson from daddy.  I pushed her thighs apart, then pressed my
mouth to her hairless, dripping mound.  The taste of little girl piss was
sweeter than champagne.  She wriggled and murmured, uncertain how she
should respond to this unusual treatment.  I sucked her pussy greedily,
running the tip of my tongue over her tight, pre-pubescent slit.  Hillary
would have insisted upon bathing her first, but I adored the taste and
smell of an unwashed child.  That was one of the reasons I sought out
junkies and homeless mothers who were willing to hire their little ones out
to pedophiles.  But molesting some trembling little girl in a smelly slum
bedroom could never compare to having one of our own to molest in the
comfort of our own home.

   I was still feasting on Lisa's pussy, several minutes later, when
Hillary walked in and announced that her bath was ready.

   "Taste good?" she asked. "Like an angel," I replied. Lisa wasn't the
only one who got stripped for bath time.  Hillary and I took off our
clothes and joined her in the big tub.  While we soaped and groped her, our
hands exploring every inch of her sexy little body, I guided her hands to
my stiff cock.  With some gentle coaxing and manipulation, she was soon
caressing my cock and balls beneath the foam-covered water.  Hillary soaped
her with one hand, while the other explored between her legs.  "I can't
wait to eat your sweet little pussy, baby girl," she purred. "Mommy and
daddy are going to have so much fun with our hot little girl," I added. 
"Oh yeah, that feels fucking good.  Daddy loves it when you play with his
cock."

   Though she had only been with us a couple of hours, the little girl was
already growing accustomed to being intimately touched.  That was the
beauty of very young children and the reason my wife and I had decided the
girl we bought would have to be under five.  At that tender age, and
especially coming from a background of neglect, the child would have little
concept of right and wrong.  Free from the corrupting influences of the
outside world, she would learn that sexual activity with adults was as
natural as going to the bathroom.  We would have total control over her
mind and body, in a way that most parents could never hope to dominate
their children.  Lisa had taken her first steps to becoming the perfect
little sex slave.

   Bathtime took over an hour.  Afterwards, we carried our precious little
girl to the bedroom and laid her out on the large double bed, like a sweet
feast for our every pedo desire.  While I rubbed my throbbing cock over her
face and lips, my wife spread her legs and buried her face between her
thighs.  Hillary had always shared my passion for child pussy and she
feasted like a starving hog on the four-year-old virgin treasure.  Lisa
shuddered and small moans issued from between her trembling lips.  She
might be too young to understand what was happening, but not too young to
know it felt good.

   "You like what Mommy's doing, honey?" I asked, brushing my cock head
against her lips. "I..............  I guess I like it," she answered
warily. "Do you want Mommy to stop?" Lisa shook her head.  "Kiss Daddy's
cock, honey," I coaxed fisting my hard-on only inches above her face.  "If
you don't, Mommy might stop." It took a little further persuasion, but I
was a patient and practiced seducer.  I cradled the little girl's head in
one hand as she tentatively brushed her lips against my gleaming purple
cock head, kissing away a creamy teardrop of pre-cum.  She was already
becoming accustomed to the feel of this strange new toy.  Once she realized
it didn't taste terrible, she began kissing and licking the full length of
my boner, encouraged by my loving words and Hillary's expert tongue.  After
a few minutes of this delicious torture, I could wait no longer.  Holding
her tightly, I pushed my cock head past her lips and into her mouth. 
Instinctively, she tried to pull away, but there was no stopping me now.  I
stuffed her wide-open mouth until she started to gag, then began fucking
her face, with short, vigorous cock stabs.  She started to struggle, but I
had her firmly by the head and Hillary was holding her thighs.  Before
long, this little sex toy would be the best cocksucker this side of
puberty. Then, it wouldn't be just her daddy she was pleasuring.

   My balls were full to bursting point from days of lustful anticipation
and I was in no mood for self-restraint.  I pumped the struggling and
terrified child's face, until I felt the lava surge at the base of my cock.
The first creamy blast hit the back of her throat and she started to choke.
I withdrew my cock and milked the remainder of my hot load over her face,
drenching her in thick globs of semen.  There was no more erotic sight than
that of a little girl covered in cum.  After the final few droplets had
been spat, I wiped my cock on her lips, then sat back to savor my favorite
sight.  I wished I had a camera to hand, but consoled myself with the
thought that there would be plenty of time for photographs later. When she
finally had her fill of little girl pussy, my wife squatted over Lisa and
rode her face, smearing her black thatched cunt with my cum.  The child's
pathetic struggles were an additional turn-on for us both.  Hillary gripped
her by the hair and smothered her in her wet, hairy pubis.





   The four year old's pussy did not stay neglected for long.  It was
already wet and bright pink from my wife's voracious oral assault.  While
she rode Lisa's face, I forced the little girl's legs apart and dived in
for my second course of child cunny.  Spreading her fat little lips with
two fingers, I pushed my tongue into her tight slit.  I felt her body jerk
and knew I was hurting her, but I didn't care.  Hillary and I were not
sadists, but the feelings of the child came second to our own desires. 
After all, we hadn't paid ten thousand dollars for a child we could not use
and abuse as we pleased.

   After a while, I swapped my tongue for the long finger of my right hand,
first moistening it with saliva, then forcing it up inside the tiny virgin
hole.  By then, Hillary had joined in, holding Lisa's pussy wide open with
two fingers of either hand.  The child's cries of pain caused neither of us
the slightest distress.  Pain was an unavoidable side effect of her
education.  Once she was properly broken in, the experience would prove
gradually less traumatic.

   At the first trickle of crimson, I withdrew my finger and Hillary took
over with her tongue.  Her taste for fresh virgin blood was one of the few
things we did not have in common.  I would happily drink a little girl's
piss, or even lick her asshole clean, but blood had never been my thing.

   When Hillary raised her head again, she looked like a vampire that had
just enjoyed dinner.  My finger had taken little Lisa's virginity.  Now,
she was ready for her first fuck.

   Hillary greased my cock with Vaseline, applied a liberal amount to the
little girl's reddened pussy, then pulled her thighs as wide apart as
possible.  Raising her ass off the bed, I positioned my cock at her slit.
She squealed and squirmed as I forced the bulbous head into her greased
hole.  The tightness of her child pussy alone was worth ten times what we
had paid for her.  Though my cock was only six inches long and not
exceptionally thick, it must have felt like a fist splitting Lisa in half.
I pushed the head and an inch of the shaft inside her, before deciding to
show mercy.  I drew back, then slid it into her again.

   "Does that tight little baby cunt feel good?" Hillary breathed
excitedly, digging her fingernails into the shrieking child's thighs.
"She's so fucking tight!" I gasped.  "What a fuck!  What a beautiful little
baby fuck!" "Give it to her!" my wife panted.  "Hurt the little cunt.  Make
her scream!"

   Lisa cried out in pain as I raped her with the tip of my cock, but she
only really screamed when I pushed my right thumb into her asshole.  Before
her first night in her new home was over, she would be taking my cock in
that particular orifice too.  I used my cock like a lethal weapon on her
four-year-old pussy, burying several inches in the tight sheath, with each
aggressive thrust.  When I finally climaxed, the creamy flood oozed from
her brutalized slash, trickled down over my cock and balls and into her ass
crack.  As soon as I had withdrawn, Hillary raised her by her thighs,
turned her upside down and began licking the foaming mess from her pussy.
"You'll be okay, honey," I said afterwards, holding the stricken little
girl tightly.  "Daddy didn't mean to hurt you." "I want to go home," she
sobbed. "This is your home now," I told her.  "Right here with your new
mommy and daddy.  You have to forget the other lady who said she was your
mommy." "Do you think she might try to escape?" Hillary asked anxiously.
"She's a four year old girl," I reminded her. "A hurt and terrified four
year old girl," she reminded me.  "I think we should tie her up when we've
finished with her, just to make certain.  She's worth ten thousand dollars,
but not ten years in jail." "If it makes you feel better, we can lock her
in the cage," I said.  "But that won't help to convince her we're a loving
mommy and daddy." The cage in question was in the cellar and would be
Lisa's home whenever it was inconvenient to have her around the house. 
Apart from a small circle of fellow pedophiles, Hillary and I had no
intention of ever letting anybody suspect we had a child.  We had already
decided we would be keeping Lisa as our sex slave until she was at least
seven.  By then, she would have reached the upper age limit of our sexual
preferences.  Though neither of us had mentioned it, we both knew we might
eventually have to consider killing her.  Setting her free was never going
to be an option. But tonight was not the night for such morbid thoughts. 
Our little girl was naked in our bed and we would not be going to sleep
until we had thoroughly sated our appetites. "Locking the bedroom door and
hiding the key should be enough," Hillary decided.  "By the time we've
finished with her, the little bitch will hardly be able to walk anyway." My
cock was beginning to stiffen again, but it wouldn't be the only thing
fucking Lisa's pussy tonight.  The pink latex dildo Hillary reserved for
very young and very little girls could have been designed for just that
purpose.  It was less than five inches long and an inch and a half in
diameter.

   "Mommy's turn to fuck baby now," she smiled, strapping the ersatz cock
around her waist. "Want me to hold her down?" I asked. "Oh yes, hold her
down while I rape the little cunt," she replied. I grinned.  "Sadistic
bitch." "I love it when you talk dirty," she replied, flicking a switch at
the base of her fuck toy. The dildo vibrated with a soft hum, but the sound
was drowned out by the whimpers of the terrified child, as I pinned her to
the bed.  Hillary spread her legs and slowly pushed the thrumming tool into
her bruised vagina, until less than an inch remained visible.  As she raped
her, she raked her fingernails over her thighs and chest, drawing livid red
welts on her pale flesh and eliciting shrieks of pain from her lungs.  I
could only watch for a few minutes, before the urge to join in became
irresistible.  I greased my hard-on with a wad of Vaseline, then took up
position behind my wife.  I did not need to tell her what I had in mind. 
Without breaking her rhythm, Hillary thrust out her firm round ass.  I
spread her cheeks with both hands and buried my cock to the hilt in her
hot, snug asshole.  Her moans of pleasure provided a perfect accompaniment
to Lisa's shrieks of pain.  "Fuck her harder, bitch!" I growled, yanking on
a fistful of Hillary's long black hair. "Scream louder, you little sow!" my
wife snarled, ramming the dildo hard and deep into the helpless little body
beneath her. I slapped her across the back of the head, pulled her hair
again and slammed my cock so hard into her rectum, she screamed.  We were
locked in a frenzy of raw animal passion, fuelled by the screams of the
defenseless little girl.  "Rape her!" Hillary screamed.  "Fuck her in the
ass.  Do it now!" The shit and Vaseline smeared on my cock was all the
lubrication I needed for Lisa's delightful little asshole.  Rolling her
onto her belly, I opened her legs and moved my cock into position between
her skinny cheeks.  Hillary's fingers gouged her buns as she spread them
apart.  Her face was so close, I could feel her breath on my cock as I
forced it inside the screaming child.  "You're hurting the little girl,"
she panted excitedly.  "Hurting her so bad!" My rock hard boner sank deeper
into the tyke's asshole.  There was nothing in the world I enjoyed more
than sodomising a little girl and Lisa's virgin poop chute was exquisitely
tight.  Somehow, I managed to resist the urge to ram my shaft into the
depths of her guts, stopping when she was stuffed with only a couple of
inches.  I didn't want to kill or seriously damage our little slave, just
fuck her so hard she wouldn't be able to sit comfortably for a week.
Hillary scratched and slapped her ass, in time to my short, fast thrusts,
turning up the agony a few further notches.  By the time I creamed the
little girl's bowels, ten minutes later, her cheeks glowed bright red and
blood seeped from several deep scratches. The following morning found Lisa
dazed and subdued from her long, hot night of being used and abused by her
new parents.  I started the day by fucking her again, then Hillary and I
bathed her and attended to her wounds.  Her small body was covered in
scratches and her pussy and asshole were bruised and swollen.  She said few
words for the remainder of the day and ate hardly anything. "You think
she'll be okay?" Hillary asked. "We can hardly expect her to be skipping
and playing like your average little girl," I answered.  "Last night was
quite an ordeal for the poor little thing." "You think we went too far too
soon?  Maybe we should have broken her in more gently." "Don't tell me
you're going all maternal!" I cried. Hillary laughed.  "Don't be silly. 
Last night was the most fun I've had since we raped Marcus and Sally's
youngest girl." "Ah yes, sweet little Brenda," I smiled.  "Gang banged at
three and a half.  Tell you what, why don't you go over there and work some
of your magic on Lisa's pussy?  We know she likes that.  I'll take a few
photographs for our collection."



   Over the days that followed, Lisa's demeanor gradually improved, as she
grew accustomed to her new life.  Hillary and I continued to enjoy her
little body to the full, but even taking several inches of my greased cock
in her ass did not cause her to scream as loudly as she had done that first
time.  She was kept naked at all times, just as we had planned.  We locked
her in her cage, with her toys, for several hours each day, so that she
would grow accustomed to captivity, in preparation for those times when we
would have to keep her well out of sight.

   Kiddy porn formed an important part of her education.  If she saw other
children having sex with adults, she would find it even easier to accept
that her relationship with us was normal.  Several of the videotapes in our
collection featured Hillary and I in action with little girls, ranging in
ages from three to seven.  We also had a large collection of hardcore
magazines and private photographs, all of which aided in shaping the
impressionable mind of our innocent captive.  Apart from pornography, her
viewing habits were strictly controlled.  Cartoons were okay, but we had to
be careful to shield her from anything that might cause her to dream of a
world beyond that where mommies and daddies kept their little girls naked
and fucked.

   Four weeks after we bought her, we decided it was time she met some of
our friends and made a few of her own.  It was several months since we had
hosted a gathering of child lovers and Lisa was the perfect excuse for a
pedo party.  Sally was Hillary's younger sister and the mother of two
beautiful little girls.  Marie was four and Jackie had just turned six. 
Marcus, their father, had been molesting them since they were babies and
both had lost their virginity at the tender age of three.  Hillary and I
had enjoyed our little nieces on numerous occasions and were looking
forward to becoming reacquainted with them tonight.  The only other
children at the party were eight year old Laura and her five year old
sister, Brenda.  They were accompanied by their mother and stepfather. 
None of the four other men in the group had kids of their own, but five
little girls was more than enough to keep all of us horny pedophiles
cumming all night.





   Within minutes of their arrival, the children were as naked as their new
little friend.  Having been raised in a pedo environment, none of them
considered this even slightly unusual.  Our little Lisa was the shyest of
the five, a fact that endeared her even more to the other men. "Ten
thousand dollars!" whistled Charlie.  "That's a lot of bucks for a little
pussy." "But what a little pussy!" added the bald man who was kneeling
before Lisa and inspecting between her splayed thighs. "So, Randy, had any
little ones lately?" asked Hillary, as she distributed drinks to our
guests. "Picked up a lovely little seven year old piece of ass a couple of
weeks ago," the bald man replied, kissing Lisa's puffy mound.  "You might
have read about it in the papers.  She was on her way home from school.  Me
and Jake snatched her right off the street." The middle-aged man he was
referring to was on a nearby chair.  Eight-year-old Laura sat on his lap,
five thick inches of his cock buried in her asshole.  Her mother crouched
before her, tongue fucking her bald pussy, while she pushed her further
down on the rectum rupturing hard-on.  The skinny, bespectacled girl's eyes
were shut and she was biting her lower lip to stop herself from crying out.
"Man, she was the best we had in a long, long time!" Jake grinned.  "We
drove her out to the woods in my van and boy did we fuck her!" "I remember
reading about that," said Hillary.  "The paper said the child was subjected
to a horrific ordeal by two men." "Maybe it was horrific for her," Randy
said.  "But the two men sure had fun.  We fucked her cunt, her asshole, her
mouth.  Drained our balls in the little bitch.  I kept her panties as a
souvenir." "We did put the rest of her clothes back on before we dumped her
by the roadside," his partner in crime added. Hillary laughed.  "Very
considerate." "Did you get any pics?" I asked. "Forgot to bring a camera,"
Jake answered.  "We'll have to plan more carefully next time.  Christ,
baby, you're fucking tight!" "You're hurting me!" Laura cried. 
"Please......, I can't take any more!" I wasn't surprised the
eight-year-old was in pain.  Jake was exceptionally well endowed and she
had at least six inches of his huge shaft in her anus.  This was a girl who
had been regularly ass fucked since she was four.  I could only imagine how
the little virgin he and Randy had abducted must have suffered.  My only
regret was that I had not been with them. "Hey, are we gonna make a porno
movie tonight?" Sally demanded. "We sure are," her sister replied.  "And
our little girl is going to be the star of the show." "Her first gang
bang," I said.  "You remember when daddy and his friends fucked you, Marie?
You weren't even four." At that moment, the little black haired girl in
question was unable to answer, as she was standing in front of another of
our guests, her mouth wrapped around several inches of his cock.  Randy had
lifted Lisa up and was now tongue fucking her pussy.  The party was less
than an hour old and the games were already well under way.  It was time to
make a movie. The guest bedroom had been specially prepared for an orgy,
with two double beds pushed together.  Plenty of room for a party! 
Hillary's camcorder was one of her favorite toys and she never went to an
orgy without it.  I preferred to play my part in front of the camera, with
a little girl or two.  Tonight, I had five.  As planned, Lisa was the
center of attraction.  The four-year-old lay naked on the shiny black
rubber sheets, looking warily at the eye of the camcorder.  Her legs were
open and she rubbed her pussy in the manner in which Hillary had
painstakingly instructed her.  After a few moments, Laura joined her.  Cum
trickled from the eight year old's freshly fucked asshole as she bent over
on all-fours and homed in on our little girl's treasure with her tongue. 
This little slut loved to eat pussy and had an exhibitionist streak that
made her a natural for the camera. I sat by the bed for a while, stroking
my stiff cock and enjoying the show.  The remainder of the group waited in
the background.  Apart from Hillary, everybody would eventually join in our
movie.  But creating a build up-to the orgy was much more fun and whetted
the appetite of both viewers and participants.

   When I could wait no longer, I beckoned to Brenda.  "Come to Uncle Max,
honey.  You too, Jackie.  Don't want these two having all the fun." The
blonde five-year-old and her dark haired six-year-old companion stepped
tentatively towards me, encouraged by their parents.  They knew I intended
to give them much more than a hug, but also knew it was wrong to resist, no
matter what an adult wished to do with them.  Unlike children in
conventional families, these little ones had been taught that they should
never refuse to go with strange men and that it was wrong not to have sex
with family and strangers alike. Lifting the little girls up in my arms, I
laid them out on the rubber sheets and lay between them, guiding their
small hands to my throbbing cock.  While they played with me, I French
kissed Lisa.  Even though she was only six, Jackie was well trained and
knew exactly what a daddy with a hard-on wanted.  She masturbated me for a
few minutes, then moved down to kiss and lick my thick veined stalk.  Five
year old Brenda followed suit and I was in heaven, with two little girls
licking and fondling my cock.  Sally was next to join us, having first
stripped down to her high heels, seamed, black silk stockings and suspender
belt.  Hillary's twenty-eight year old sister had a spectacular body, but
it was her daughter's four-year-old pussy that had me salivating with
desire.  Before Lisa came into my life, Marie had been my favorite little
girl. "Come on, honey, sit on Uncle Max," her mother told her. The naked
child straddled my face and I feasted my eyes on her peachy little pussy
and puckering pink asshole.  Gripping her by the hips, I lowered her onto
my face.  She moaned softly as my tongue slid into her honey sweet, tight
child slit. "Suck his cock," Sally said, grabbing Brenda by the hair.  "You
know what to do." The little girl opened wide and Sally pushed her
downwards, filling her mouth with my boner, all the way to the back of her
throat.  Jackie continued to lick my balls and the portion of my cock that
her little friend's mouth could not accommodate.  When Charlie joined us, a
few minutes later, the four-year-old girl was lifted off my face and
impaled on the tip of his stiff cock.  The remainder of the group, now
naked, followed close behind and the orgy commenced in earnest.  Lisa
shrieked like she was losing her virginity all over again as two men
penetrated her at once.  Marcus invaded her tender anus with his hard-on,
while Bernard stuffed the head of his thick rod into her pussy.  She
continued to cry out until a third man grabbed a handful of her hair and
gagged her with the head of his cock. In the hours that followed, the five
little girls were repeatedly fucked in every hole and every conceivable
position.  Hillary taped two hours worth of hardcore pedo action, before
finally putting down the camera and joining in the fun.  She feasted on her
sister's pussy, while Sally's two daughters licked her pussy and asshole.
Afterwards, she strapped on her dildo and subjected little Marie's anus to
a prolonged and aggressive rape.  The little girl was unable to cry out, as
a large portion of my cock was stuffed down her throat. The rubber sheets
were slick and the bedroom smelled of sweat and semen.  Sounds of adult
pleasure mingled with the cries and whimpers of little girls who had been
fucked to the limits of their endurance.  For dessert, the three women
stood up and urinated over the writhing bodies, drenching men and children
in a welcome torrent of golden rain.  Whenever the little ones needed to
relieve themselves, they did it in the bed or into somebody's mouth.  Laura
and Brenda's fat stepmother had a particular fondness for piss and cum and
drank more than her fair share of both from their sore little pussies.  I
even gave Laura an enema, first cumming in the eight-year-old's ass, then
following through with the contents of my bladder.  Her belly swelled and
she screamed in pain.  I did not withdraw my cock for several minutes.  The
instant her asshole was unplugged, she noisily expelled a sticky mess of
piss, semen and shit over Lisa and Jackie. By the time our guests departed,
late next morning, their little girls were unable to walk unaided.  Each
one had been filled with more cum than the average whore took in a week. 
Everybody agreed it had been the best pedo party ever.  Our little Lisa had
been a real hit.  The orgy left her dazed, bruised and leaking cum from all
three holes.  If we ever needed to get rid of her, we had at least two
buyers who would be glad to take her off our hands. But Hillary and I had
no intention of getting rid of our sweet little sex slave for a very long
time.  Lisa was going to satisfy a lot more pedophiles at a lot more
orgies, in between making us the happiest Mommy and Daddy in the world.

   -------------------------------------------------- This story is a work
of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products
of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to
actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely
coincidental.