MM/fg ped exam



   UNORTHODOX TREATMENT

   by Pedros





   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.



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   The doctor stood up from examining the naked man lying on his table. 
"Everything seems to be normal, Terry," he said.  "I still can't see or
feel any abnormalities in either your penis, scrotum and testicles, or
inside, with your prostate and bladder."

   The man sat up and swung his legs off the table.  "Are there any other
reasons you could think of, Ralph?" He had known the doctor since they were
boys together and he had been his physician for almost twenty years now. 
Terry felt comfortable with him.

   The doctor sat in his chair and motioned for Terry to sit in the chair
in front of him.  Terry went to take up his shirt to get dressed, but Ralph
waved it aside, so Terry sat down still nude.

   "You look to be quite normal, Terry," Ralph began.  "In fact most men
would be envious of the equipment you have.  But you couldn't get erections
with Helen anymore, which led to the breakdown of your marriage, and you
rarely feel any sexual excitement.  And you aren't under any stress and you
feel one hundred percent fit.  And I think you are not impotent.  Is that
about it?" Terry nodded.  "I'd like to try something else now, buddy.  Its
a little bit unorthodox but I've given a lot of thought to your case over
the past few months since you first mentioned it and I have had other men
with your symptoms and this has solved it for them."

   Terry looked at his friend in concern.  "If you've successfully treated
other men with my symptoms, why have you not started with this treatment
before now?" he asked, feeling slightly peeved.

   Ralph raised his hands placatingly.  "I said this was rather unorthodox,
Terry, and I need to be sure of my patients before I start it. 
Its...ahh...a sort of...ah...sex therapy.  I need to know that the
treatment I'm going to offer you stays strictly between you and me.  No one
else." He looked at the man sitting before him.  "Will you guarantee in
writing you will not disclose my treatment to anyone else?  That what we
say and do in this room stays strictly confidential between you and me?"

   Terry was intrigued - and a little apprehensive.  Ralph was acting as
though this was very serious.  He hesitated for a moment, then decided.  "I
guarantee it, Ralph.  I don't want to go on like I am at the moment. 
Anything you can do to help will be okay by me and just between us."

   The doctor reached into his drawer and passed a sheet of paper across
towards Terry and a pen.  "This is an agreement stating you accept all
responsibility for any events which might occur from now on.  Sign it, date
it and write the current time on it if you agree to the conditions set
out."

   Terry took the paper nervously and glanced through the list of
conditions, all as Ralph had said.  'What the hell,' he thought.  'Maybe
he's going to bring in a sex therapist - or maybe he'll do it himself! 
Could be interesting.  I've certainly got nothing to lose,' and he signed
the form and passed it back to Ralph.

   "Good," Ralph said, smiling broadly, putting the form back into the
drawer.  "I'm sure you'll enjoy the treatment."

   "When does it start?," Terry asked, feeling better at the change in
Ralph.

   "Right away," the doctor said, standing up and moving to a chair to one
side of the room.  "Come over here, Terry, and sit in this chair facing the
screen on the other wall." While his friend did as requested, Ralph opened
a panel in the wall behind the chair and took out some objects attached to
wires and Terry could see a video player inside the compartment the gadgets
came from.

   "I'm going to put these things around your penis and scrotum, Terry. 
No!!!  They aren't electric shockers," Ralph laughed when he saw the
expression on Terry's face.  "They are sensitive recording instruments that
will indicate any response in your genitals, no matter how minute.  Just
relax." The doctor knelt down and took hold of Terry's flaccid penis. 
Terry watched him as he wrapped several strips of soft material-like
silvery fabric around the glans, below the coronal rim, halfway along and
at the base of his organ.  Thin wires dangled from the strips.  He then
placed a strip around Terry's scrotum, above his testes.  Then he attached
a small self-adhesive pad onto each of Terry's balls.  He leaned back and
looked at what he had done, grunted approval then stood back up, gathering
the wires and attaching them to a box similar to a cardiograph.

   "Right," he finally exclaimed and turned back towards Terry.  "Now what
I am going to do is show you a series of pictures.  They are designed to
provoke a sexual response and I will be recording any response you might
have to particular stimuli.  I want you to relax, let yourself be free to
respond to whatever might cause a reaction, no matter what.  Don't be
embarrassed to get an erection, just let yourself go.  Okay?"

   Terry nodded, wishing his penis would erect, but he had felt nothing so
far, even when Ralph was handling him.  The doctor dimmed the lights and a
panel slid open in the opposite wall to expose a very large screen.  He
heard the doctor click a switch behind him and a picture appeared on the
screen.

   The first picture showed a very pretty young woman sitting on a rock
near a lake.  She was naked and he could see her breasts and her pubic
hair. He felt nothing.  The picture changed to one of a young man in what
looked to be the same location.  He was also nude and his rather large
penis and testicles hung loosely between his thighs.  Again, Terry felt
nothing.  The next picture was that of a young girl, also seemingly taken
in the same place as the other photos.  She was also naked and Tery looked
at her flat chest and hairless pubes.  He found his eyes trying to see her
slit but it was obscured by the angle of the pose.  The next photo came on
and this time it showed a naked young boy about the same age as the little
girl, which looked to be around eight or nine.  He had a nice little
uncircumcised penis and surprisingly large testicles and his body was trim
and smooth.  Terry realised he was starting to feel something and it
surprised him.  He found he was sitting more upright in the chair and
watching the screen more intently.

   Another photo came into view.  This was of the same young woman as in
the first photo but in this one she had turned towards the camera and had
her legs apart, allowing Terry a good view of her sex.  The photography was
excellent, the pictures crisp and clear and he could see the woman's sex
looked moist in the sunlight.  Then the picture changed again to the man
from the second photo.  He now sported an erection and was standing with it
jutting out proudly in front of him.  It had a drop of pre-cum dangling
from its tip that glistened like a rain drop.  Terry was now becoming very
interested.  Then the photo changed once more and Terry sat up straighter.
It was the little girl again and she was also now sitting on a rock facing
the camera, her legs up and open towards the photographer.  His eyes stared
at the hairless pubes and the sweet little pussy that was exposed to him.
He could see the opening to her vagina between her gaping labia.  The
little girl had a very cheeky look on her face that seemed to suggest she
enjoyed showing herself off.  Too quickly the photo changed again and the
little boy was shown.  He was also sporting an erection and was looking
down at himself with a large grin on his face.  The photo was taken from
below and the boy's testes looked even larger, the skin over them hairless
and almost transparent against the light.  Terry could see the tubes inside
the lad's scrotum very clearly.

   Another photo appeared, this time of the man and woman together.  The
woman was sitting in the same position as before but had hold of the man's
erection as he bent over her.  He was sucking her nipple and had a finger
inside her opened sex.  Terry looked at the picture with interest but it
did nothing for him apart from the fact it was a nice scene.  The next
photo came up and this one did have an effect.  In this photo the little
girl and boy were in the same pose as the adults and they were both
grinning as though they were sharing a joke with someone.  Terry felt the
first stirrings of an erection as he looked at the children fondling each
other.  Then the picture changed again and showed the man lying on the
rock, his legs spread and towards the camera.  The woman was squatting over
him and had just placed the head of the man's penis into her vagina.  The
picture was so clear Terry could see the sheen on the man's shaft from the
woman's secretions.

   Terry leaned forward.  There was a pattern in the photos and he knew
what would be next.  And he wasn't disappointed.  The photo of the boy and
girl in the same pose as the adults filled the screen.  The little boy's
penis was inside the girl and they were both looking at the camera with big
smiles on their faces.  Terry's eyes were riveted to their joined sexes and
he could feel his own penis slowly beginning to fill with blood.  He had an
urge to touch himself to make sure it was really happening but remembered
the tapes and wires attached to it and restrained himself, concentrating on
the screen instead.

   The picture changed and Terry couldn't help drawing in his breath.  This
picture was of the man and woman like they were in the previous shot, the
man with his penis now fully inside the woman, but the children had joined
them and while the little girl was squatting over the man's thigh, her legs
opened towards the photographer, holding the man's penis where it entered
the woman, the woman was sucking on the little boy's penis, her mouth
pressed against the youngster's groin.  The thought suddenly went through
Terry's mind that the kids and the adults were on location somewhere
together and were watching each other pose and have sex in front of at
least one other person who has the photographer.  This idea was so exciting
to him he felt his penis finally starting to rise.  His breathing was now
quite shallow and he watched the screen as the scene changed.  He couldn't
help an exclamation when he saw the next photo.  The little girl had
changed places with the woman and was impaling herself on the man's thick
penis, her little body straining as she forced the huge organ inside her.
The little boy was watching her and holding the man's balls while the woman
was helping the girl lower herself down.  Terry stared at where the man's
cock entered the little girl.  He could see her flesh bulged and stretched
by the thickness of the male organ, her little clit forced outwards by the
pressure.  But the look on her face was one of pleasure, in spite of the
difficulty she was having fitting the hard rod into her.  And the other
three were also obviously enjoying the action.

   The picture changed again and this time the little boy was lying on top
of the woman, his erection buried within the folds of her vagina.  The man
was straddled over them both holding the little girl impaled on his penis,
her legs wrapped around his waist.  They were both looking down obviously
encouraging the little boy and woman.  Terry's penis was now fully erect
and he had the disturbing thought that he was being turned on by scenes
that were wrong in the eyes of the law.  Confused thoughts raced through
his mind but he couldn't take his eyes away from the screen and his penis
was throbbing like it hadn't done in years.  Another picture came up and it
showed the man now with his penis buried deep inside the young boy's anus
while the little girl sucked on his erection.  The woman had her fingers
inside the little girl's pussy and her other hand probing the man's anus.
Terry had never seen anything like this nor imagined that this type of
material could be so exciting to him.  He felt very close to a climax and
he hadn't even touched himself.

   Suddenly the screen went blank and the lights came back on.  Terry
instinctively covered his erection with his hands like a guilty schoolboy
and dislodged the two self-adhesive pads attached to his testes.  He got
into an awful tangle trying to stop them from falling and to keep himself
covered at the same time and was unsuccessful on both accounts.

   The doctor laughed.  "Don't worry about those pads, Terry.  The data has
been gathered.  And don't bother about having an erection.  I've got one,
too, after looking at those pictures...and I've seen them many times.  You
should be pleased you're stiff.  It means you can still get an erection. 
All it needs is the right stimuli." He knelt down by Terry and began to
remove the strips of fabric from around his penis, taking hold of Terry's
erect member as though it was his finger.  "Nice thick one, Terry.  Its
quite full and hard so there's certainly no problem in blood circulation."
He peeled back the foreskin after removing the strip from beneath the glans
and looked at the exposed reddened crown.  "Hmmm.  Nice and red, a bit of
semen leaking,too.  Itr looks like its ready to come," he said as though
talking to himself.  Then he held Terry's testicles as he undid the strips
from the base of his penis and from around his scrotum.  "Firm and full,
nice shapes," he mumbled.  Terry felt himself going red as his doctor
friend touched him and talked about him even though he realised it was all
necessary for his treatment.  But in spite of his embarrassment, his penis
remained swollen and throbbing and the images he had seen kept coming back
in his mind.

   Ralph finished removing the strips and stood up to put everything back
into the cupboard and, after tearing a strip of paper out of the
'cardiograph' machine, he closed the doors and sat back behind his desk. 
Terry felt awkward but, when the doctor indicated for him to come back to
the chair he had been in earlier, he stood up resisting the urge to hide
his erection and walked over to take his seat at the desk.

   Ralph looked at him, a bemused expression on his face.  "You come here
because you haven't been able to get an erection, and, now you've got one,
you're wishing it would go?  Enjoy it, my friend.  I guarantee it won't be
the last one, though, by any means."

   Terry looked at him, his face filled with hope.  "You mean you can help
me, Ralph?  Truly?"

   The doctor smiled at him and looked at the paper from the machine.  He
nodded and looked back at Terry, his expression becoming serious.  "I can
certainly help you, Terry.  But, once again, I must remind you that what
happens from now on is just between you and me.  You really understand
that?" The man nodded.  The doctor looked at him for a long moment as if
determining whether to proceed further, then, seeming satisfied, he looked
back at the paper in his hand.  "This is a printout from the machine, but I
don't think we needed the machine to tell what the stimulus for your
erection was, do we?" He glanced up and smiled, putting the paper on his
desk.  "The printout shows no reaction to the man or woman at the beginning
and just a flicker of reaction when the first pictures of the kids came on.
Then no reaction with the next set until the two of the kids exposing their
aroused genitals come on.  Then there is a strong reaction.  It decreases
again when the pictures of the adults having sex is shown then shoots up
when the kids are shown in the same situation.  Then when the pictures of
the adults having sex with the kids came on, your reaction was highly
visible and a powerful burst on the graph that maintained through to the
end of the set." He stared at Terry.  "What do you think that tells us?" he
asked.

   Terry began to feel uncomfortable.  He understood what his friend was
meaning and it was a shock to him.  He'd never considered it before.  But
it had to be true.  It had just been proven to him.  What would Ralph think
of him now?  he wondered.  Ralph was waiting for an answer and Terry looked
at him and glanced away, his face burning.

   "You get turned on by young kids having sex with adults.  That's what it
means," Ralph said.  "Don't be upset by it, my friend.  Many men and women
want sex with young children.  Many men and women do have sex with young
children.  You'd like to have sex with a kid."

   Terry stared at him.  It was true!  He wanted to be that guy in the
photos.  He wanted to fuck a little girl...or boy - it didn't matter which,
he realised.  Another thing that surprised him.  Just the thought of
putting his cock into a child almost made him come.

   "But what...what can I do?" he asked in despair.  "Its against the law!
I can't grab a child off the street to have sex with!  Does it mean I won't
ever have sex again?" His voice broke.  "I can't help it.  You must think
I'm a pervert!" He dropped his head, his penis deflating in his shame.

   Ralph got up and came around the desk, putting his hand on his
distraught friend's shoulder.  "No, I don't think you're a pervert.  Why do
you think I got you to swear to secrecy, Terry?" he said.  "You can have
sex.  I told you I could fix what ails you."

   His words slowly sank in and Terry raised his head.  "What do you mean?"
he asked.

   Ralph sat on the edge of the desk.  "You are not the only person in the
valley who wants sex with children, buddy." He paused.

   "You mean...?" Terry asked incredulously.

   "Yes, my friend.  Me and about a dozen other men and four women in our
area alone.  And there are other groups we meet with every now and then."

   "You mean therapy sessions?" Terry asked, a note of disappointment in
his voice.

   Ralph laughed.  "Not in the least!" he chuckled.  "I mean we have sex
with children.  Our group has a circle of about thirty children who enjoy
sex and we sometimes combine with other groups and share the kids."

   Terry was flabbergasted.  "What?  Here in the valley?  Where do the kids
come from?  How is it organised?  What do you do?  What about...?"

   Ralph laughed and held up his hands.  "Whoa!!!!  Slow down, old son.  I
can't tell you too much.  Suffice to say we have access to some people in
the right places who can get the children originally.  Many of them are our
members own children or are adopted or fostered with families or members of
our group.  Didn't you recognise the people in the photos you watched?"

   Terry thought for a moment.  "The man and woman looked familiar...it was
Jenny!  And Mark!!" He looked at his doctor and friend in surprise.  "It
was your kids!  They've grown up since I last saw them, but it was your own
son and daughter."

   Ralph nodded and smiled.  "Right.  I've had sex with them ever since
they were little.  And the little boy and girl were Jenny's youngster and
Mark's daughter, my grandkids."

   Terry stared at Ralph in amazement, a heap of thoughts flashing through
his head.  Ralph's son and daughter having sex with each other and with
their own kids and letting themselves be photographed while they did it. 
It was incest!  In more ways than one!  And Ralph was in on it, too.  Had
sex with both his son and daughter and with his own...  "You have sex with
your grandchildren?" he asked incredulously.  "You were the photog..." His
voice dropped away in awe.

   Ralph nodded.  "And I am offering you the opportunity to join us, Terry.
I had thought about bringing you in for several years but thought you were
doing fine with Helen.  But when your marriage ended and then you presented
with your problems a few months back, I thought about it again and we've
found out that it would give you back your sex life like it has for myself
and the others in our groups."

   "How do you operate, Ralph?  What do you do?  Besides having sex with
the kids, that is?" Terry asked, his penis stirring again at some of the
images his questions brought to mind.  He didn't try to hide his excitement
this time.

   "There are several ways we operate.  Each member has an album of photos
of all of the kids for that group.  New kids are initiated and added to it
regularly.  Kids over the age of thirteen are given a large trust account
and no longer involved, their photos removed.  The contact person and
number for each child is listed and, any time you want a child, you phone
his or her contact and, if the child is free, he or she is yours for the
day or night or however long you want them.  Then we have group nights
where anyone interested (and its usually everybody!) meets at a particular
venue and we bring most of the kids and we do whatever we want.  We
sometimes make movies, have demonstrations, especially if there are any new
kids.  Dress up (or down), play out fantasies.  In fact, anything goes
except marking or physically abusing the kids.  Then we have visitors from
other groups or we can visit them, great for when you have to go interstate
anytime, and we provide kids for them and they for us.  There is a
coordinator for each group and this rotates through the membership and
members are advised of the code name for each group leader each time it
changes.  The coordinator organises the inter-group visits and the group
nights.  Individuals organise their own arrangements at other times."

   "But what about the law?"

   "We are very careful who we recruit, buddy.  And we have a few friends
in very powerful places.  We also have ways of keeping things in line,
which you will find out later."

   "Wow!!!  What can I say!" Terry exclaimed.  "What about the cost?  You
said something about a 'trust' for older kids.  Who pays that?"

   "Ah!  It does cost.  And we only invite people we know can afford it. 
You don't pay the kids, though.  We all pay $1000 a month into a trust
account through the group leader each month.  No pay...no kids.  Its as
simple as that but we've never had a complaint or a problem getting the
cash."

   "I don't think you would, either," Terry said.  His head was reeling. 
He was being offered the opportunity to join a group who regularly enjoyed
sex with children and were able to talk about it, share it, experience it
together.  He couldn't believe it was true, that it was really happening.
"You're not pulling my leg, are you?" he asked, suddenly thinking that
Ralph might be having him on.  A very cruel thing to do and not like Ralph,
he thought as he asked.

   Ralph smiled reassuringly and stood up.  "I'm certainly not doing that,
my friend.  I guess you need some proof," he said, walking around his desk
and touching the intercom button.  "Come in, Angela," he said into the
speaker.

   Before Terry had time to react, the door in the corner of the room
opened and a young girl walked in.  He realised he was naked and still had
an erection and he self-consciously tried to hide himself in the chair. 
Ralph saw him and laughed, drawing the little girl to him and hugging her.
"Angela's seen more stiff cocks than you've had hot dinners, Terry. 
There's no need to hide it.  She loves them, the bigger and harder the
better, hey, sweetheart?"

   The little girl looked at Terry and smiled.  It was the same girl who
had been in the photographs.  Ralph's grand-daughter.  She was wearing a
pretty little pink dress, tied around the waist, white socks and black
shoes.  She looked like any pretty little girl he saw every day going to
school or walking along with their mothers or playing in the park with
other children.  She was as pretty in real life as she had been in the
photos and did not look at all like a child belonging to a sex ring -
although he realised he had never thought what such a child might look
like. He slowly took his hands away from his erection and the little girl
looked down at him unashamedly.

   "Hi, Grampa.  Mum said you wanted me to come here after dancing class.
Is he why you asked me?" she said, her eyes sparkling.

   "Yes, sweetheart.  This is Terry.  Terry, this is my grand-daughter,
Angela, as you have probably gathered." Terry went to stand up and shake
hands but realised he would be too exposed so he just smiled nervously at
the little girl and said, "Hi."

   "Hi, Terry," she responded brightly and looked up at her grandfather. 
"He's handsome, isn't he, Grampa?  He doesn't have a fat belly like you!"
She giggled as Ralph swatted her backside.

   "You like sitting on my 'fat belly' though, don't you.  Especially when
you've got no clothes on.  But enough of that you sexy little thing.  I
have asked Terry if he'd like to be one of our group, but he doesn't know
whether I'm trying to trick him or not.  I thought you might be able to
convince him its for real.  Could you do that?"

   Angela put her finger in her mouth coquetishly and swung herself coyly
as she looked at Terry.  She nodded her head.  "I reckon I can, Grampa. 
Are you going to watch?"

   "I'm going to sit quietly at my desk to make sure you behave properly,
young lady.  You think I'd miss out on watching you in action?" he growled
playfully, hugging her to him so she squealed.

   Terry sat there listening and watching and thinking it all had an air of
unreality.  Angela was only about eight years old but she had the sense of
assurance and confidence of a young woman.  And she was going to 'convince'
him that Ralph was genuine and he was really being invited to join the
group.  His stomach churned in excited anticipation as Ralph sat down at
his desk and Angela turned her attention to him.

   "You like little girls, Terry?" she asked him.

   He nodded.  "I guess I do," he said, his voice a little shaky.

   "Have you ever had fun with a little girl?" she said, moving to stand in
front of him.  "You know, looking at them and playing with their cunnies?"

   Terry shook his head.  "No," he told her.  "I guess I'd never thought
about it before.  And I've never been in a position to," he added.

   "Well you just sit there and enjoy it.  I've had fun with lots of men
and I reckon I'll have fun with you.  Especially with that thing!" she
said, pointing at his erection.

   Terry found himself blushing and thought how ridiculous he was, feeling
like a little boy again in the presence of this youngster.  He was the
grown-up but she was the more experienced at sexual play.  He consciously
forced himself to relax back in the chair and to let her take control.

   Angela came up to the chair and raised her foot up onto Terry's knee. 
He caught a glimpse under her dress and saw she was wearing a pair of pink
cotton panties that looked as though the crotch was cutting into her slit;
but her dress draped down covering her before he could be certain.  He put
his hand on her knee as she began to undo her shoe, letting his hand caress
up her thigh.  Her leg was smooth, like warm, soft silk and she made no
move to stop him caressing her.  She removed her shoe, then her sock, his
hand sliding further up her leg as she moved until he was almost to her
groin.  His fingers just touched the edge of her panties when she put her
leg back on the floor causing his hand to slip from her body.  Terry's
penis was achingly hard and he enjoyed the sensation - something that
hadn't occurred for quite some time.

   The little girl smiled at him and raised her other leg up, putting her
foot on his other knee.  Again, Terry caught a glimpse of her panties
beneath the flared dress as she did so, but then it was hidden again. 
While Angela undid her shoe, Terry slid his hand up under her thigh,
stroking upwards until he was touching the hem of her panties.  The girl
continued to carry on removing her shoe and then her sock while his fingers
traced around the leg of her panties from beneath her buttock until he was
moving along the edge between her legs, able to feel the swelling bulge of
her pubes beneath the soft cotton material.  Angela caught her breath as
his finger moved across her panties and stroked the other side of her groin
and Terry felt the indentation of her slit beneath the fabric as he
caressed over her.

   Without a word, the little girl slowly lowered her bare foot back to the
floor causing Terry's hand to slide from her.  Her eyes travelled from his,
down to his groin then slowly back up to meet his, a smile forming as her
tongue tip moistened her lips.  Terry glanced downwards and saw what Angela
had seen, the glistening on the end of his penis as he began leaking his
pre-cum.  He looked back up at her and, with her eyes fastened on his, the
little girl slowly put her hands beneath her dress and began removing her
panties, sliding them slowly and provocatively down her thighs, over her
knees, then letting them drop to the floor, without letting him see under
her dress.  Keeping her eyes on his, she gradually loosened the sash at her
waist, then reached behind her and unzipped the back of her dress.  She
then let the garment hang from her shoulders and slowly turned around. 
Terry's eyes feasted on her bare back, seeing she was naked now beneath the
dress.  The zip opened to just below the cleft at the top of her buttocks,
the dress gaping at the back to expose Angela's smooth creamy skinned body
from her shoulders down to the firm roundness of her buttocks.  Her body
was evenly coloured, no paler marks from swimwear breaking the unblemished
skin and he knew she spent time outdoors naked.  The thought was appealing.

   He could hear Ralph breathing heavily and he glanced over at him.  The
doctor's hands were hidden beneath the top of the desk but Terry could see
he was fondling himself beneath the table.  Then his attention was drawn
back to Angela as she slowly eased the dress from her shoulders, slipping
it outwards so tantalizingly slowly until it no longer had support and it
drifted down to join her panties.  She stood still before him, her body
nude.  Terry's eyes feasted on her loveliness, her slim, girlish body so
beautifully proportioned, her skin so satiny smooth all over.  His eyes
caressed from her neck, down her spine, pausing at the two dimples at the
top of each buttock, then down the cleft of her buttocks, his fingers
aching to pull the firm globes apart to see the treasure hidden between
them, to the small gap between her legs at the top of her thighs.  From his
position in the chair, he could see the cleft in the mound of flesh at the
top of the gap and his eyes lingered there for a long moment before sliding
down her legs to her slender ankles.  She was beautiful.  His breathing had
become quite ragged, entranced by the girl before him.

   Slowly Angela bent forward from the waist, her left leg rising outwards
as she did so in a classical ballet pose until her head was almost touching
her knee, her hands grasping her ankle and her other leg extended beyond a
right-angle from her body.  Terry felt his penis twitching, the ache in his
loins almost unbearable as he gazed at Angela's wide-opened body, thankful
for the bright lighting that prevented any shadow.  Her hairless pubes were
facing directly at him, her labia spread to expose her vagina, a dark slash
in the crimson inner flesh of her sex.  Her labia were like thin crinkled
walls protecting her vulva, sticking out quite noticeably against the silky
smoothness of her pubes, and her clitoris protruded from their apex like a
miniature castle turret guarding her inner sanctum.  His eyes travelled
along the valley between her legs upwards to the small brown oval of flesh
that surrounded her indented anus, her sphincter a dark crinkled star
clearly visible in the centre of the indent.  Terry had often enjoyed anal
sex with Helen in their early years together and he wondered whether he
would enjoy it again with the children.  A vision of the little boy being
penetrated by his uncle flashed into his mind and he knew the answer to his
thought.  Yes!  He could do whatever he wanted with them, that's what Ralph
had said.  He gazed at Angela's anus and knew he would have his penis
inside there before very long.

   He realised Angela was watching him from between her legs and he smiled
and winked at her and she stood back upright.  Then she turned to face him
and stood still so he could let his gaze wander over her front.  Terry's
heart pounded and his throat and mouth were dry as he ran his eyes over
her. Her breasts were only slightly more rounded than a boy's, a gentle
swelling across her chest with small nipples set on slightly raised
aureoles.  Her nipples were a candy-pink colour and one was inverted; and
the aureoles were a dark brown colour similar to that around her anus.  Her
belly was smooth and gently rounded, her navel deep set and there was a
faint line that ran downwards from her navel leading his eyes to her pubic
area.  There was a curved indentation around the base of her belly then a
smooth, hairless rise going over her pubic mound and curving in to the V
between her legs.  Only her clitoris was visible between her legs, her
labia and vulva hidden within the deep slit that was created in the soft
flesh of her pubes with her legs together.  Her clitoris peeked from the
top of the cleft like a tortoise poking its head from its shell.

   Terry reached out and touched his finger to the tiny bud between her
legs and Angela closed her eyes and bit her lip when she felt his touch. 
He moved his finger gently over the hardened flesh then slid it down
between the slit below.  He was immediately surprised at the heat and
wetness inside her, his finger sliding easily in the slickness, and he
realised she was highly aroused and her lubricant was flowing as much as
his own juices.  Angela sighed as his finger slipped along her swollen
flesh and her legs opened allowing him to penetrate deeper into her
moistness.  He watched her labia unfold as she opened up for him, filling
with her blood and enfolding around his finger as he pushed inwards.  Terry
could smell her musky scent as he probed inside her, her smell not unlike
Helen's.

   It was the young girl's small size and her unformed body though that was
so exciting to him, the fact she was so much smaller than him.  His penis
was almost as big as her lower arm and the thought of it going into her
tiny body almost brought him off.  He could feel that she was as turned on
as him, ready for penetrating by something much bigger.  He pulled his
finger out of her vagina and took hold of her hips, pulling her in towards
him.  Angela spread her legs either side of his as he brought her inwards,
raising her at the same time.  She was so light, so easy for him to
maneuvre as he wanted her.  He brought her in until her head was pressed
against his chest, her nipples surprisingly hard against his upper belly,
her lower body poised above his upright penis.  Her hands went to his
shoulders, assisting him by keeping balance so he could lower her onto
himself.  The first touch of her heat against his glans almost caused him
to climax and he knew it would take only a moment once he let himself go.
But he desperately wanted to feel himself inside her, wanted to fill her
body with his flesh and he willed himself to hang on.  He lowered her, his
hardness thrusting upwards into her and he felt her opening.  The little
girl gasped as she was forced wider and wider by the thick, swollen head of
his organ, only the slipperyness of his pre-cum and her discharge easing
his passage into her.  Then, suddenly, the wide glans slid inside her and
Angela cried out, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he pressed it
further into her, lowering her downwards as he thrust up.  He slid
powerfully up inside her tight passageway, her body tensing as his
thickness filled her.  He felt himself come against a barrier inside her
that he realised was her cervix; but he continued to pull her down harder
and she squealed as he forced his way through it and into her womb.  Then
he was fully encased within her, her heat and tightness completely
surrounding him.  He only then became aware the little girl was gasping and
there were tears in her eyes and he hugged her to him, kissing her neck and
face and making soothing sounds to her until she relaxed.

   Then he began gently moving her on his lap, his penis moving deep within
her body.  She was opened wide around his shaft and she leaned back so they
could both see where he penetrated her.  His pubic hair tickled her bare
pubic mound and her clitoris ground against his belly as they moved.  He
had finally done it, he thought excitedly.  He had finally achieved a
raging erection and a glorious fuck; and it was through this child!  He
could hold out no longer and his penis began spurting his pent-up seed deep
into Angela's womb.  She cried out when she felt his body stiffen and his
penis swelling and pulsing inside her and she let her own orgasm come, an
ability she had developed over the years she had been having sex with
adults.  She knew the men liked her to come with them and she was now able
to climax almost at will.  But it was always genuine and she loved the
sensations her body created when she let herself go.  Having a penis as
large and as hard as Terry's in her added immense pleasure in spite of the
initial pain and discomfort and Angela's body quivered with her orgasm. 
She could feel his cream spurting into her, making her more slippery inside
and enabling his penis to slide more easily as he pistoned erratically in
and out of her.

   Terry's orgasm seemed to last for minutes, spurt after spurt of his
semen bursting out of his penis into Angela's receptive body.  But in
reality it was less than a minute before his jerking eased and his senses
began returning.  He held the little girl's nude body against his, his
penis still embedded deep within her and slowly losing its rigidity.  He
could feel her clenching around his shaft and her tiny shudderings as her
orgasm ran its course and she snuggled into him.  He stroked her back and
buttocks, letting his fingers tease her anus and slide through her legs to
where they were joined, running around the rim of her stretched orifice. 
The little girl giggled and squirmed on his lap as he fondled her and he
enjoyed the uninhibited intimacy they were sharing.  If all the kids in the
circle were as free as Angela, he was going to be one very worn-out old man
very quickly, he thought, smiling.

   "What's wrong?" the little girl asked seeing his smile.

   "Absolutely nothing, honey," he told her.  "I was just thinking that you
certainly convinced me your Grampa was telling the truth." He looked over
to where Ralph was leaning back in his chair behind his desk watching them
both.  "This young lady has been the best fuck I've ever had," he said. 
"You taught her well."

   Ralph smiled and nodded.  "Practice makes perfect, hey, Angela?  The
other kids vary in experience...some are new to it and others, like Angela,
have been part of the group for years.  I really enjoy the new kids, I must
confess.  They have a certain fear and awe that appeals to me." He stood up
and Terry was surprised to see he had his fly opened and his penis sticking
out.  It was coated with his white sperm and he had obviously masturbated
while watching his grand-daughter and 'patient'.  "You'll have to clean
this off for me, sweetheart," he said, coming over to stand beside them.

   Without batting an eye, Angela took hold of her grandfather's slimy
appendage and began sucking and licking the creamy discharge from off its
length.  Terry watched in amazement as the little girl then took the man's
glans right into her mouth and sucked on it as though it was an all-day
sucker right in front of his eyes, her little mouth working at getting
every drop of sperm out of it.  He could see her swallowing and realised
she was enjoying the task.  He could feel himself slowly wilting inside
her, his softening organ gradually being squeezed out by the tightness of
Angela's vagina and the movements she was making as she tended Ralph.

   Ralph finally pulled back and his penis swung down from Angela's mouth,
clean and semi-erect from her ministrations.  He poked it back inside his
pants and zipped up.  "Okay, you two.  That's it.  You'd better clean Terry
up as well, honey so he can get dressed." He reached over to the wall and
flicked a switch.  Terry wondered what was going to happen, but there was
nothing.

   Angela lifted herself slowly up from his lap until his penis squelched
out from inside her, falling with a sticky 'plop' onto his thigh.  A large
glob of his sperm dripped out of her into his lap as she clambered from
him. "Ooops," she laughed and tried unsuccessfully to scoop it out of his
pubic hair with her fingers, succeeding only in making him jump when she
pulled on some of his black crinkly hair.  She then leaned forward and
sucked the sticky fluid into her mouth, cleansing him with her tongue until
it had gone.  Then she took hold of his penis and began to work on it,
licking and sucking up and down its semi-turgid length, cleansing both his
semen and her own creamy essence from it.  Terry could smell the scent of
their sex as she swived over him, the strong musky odour seeming to
permeate the whole room.  He hadn't realised that young girls' cunts would
smell not that much differently to a woman's, especially when she was
aroused.

   He gasped as Angela suddenly took his glans into her mouth as she had
Ralph's.  His penis swelled and stiffened instantly as the youngster
suctioned on him and swirled her tongue around the swollen, sensitive knob,
darting into the slit and flickering up and down the tight skin beneath it.
He grabbed the back of her head to force her harder onto him, his hips
jerking forward, driving himself into the tightness of her throat.  To his
surprise, the young girl opened her throat for him, swallowing and sucking
him causing thrilling tingles to run up and down his shaft as she expertly
deep-throated him.  Helen had gagged anytime his penis got near the back of
her mouth and only rarely condescended to lick the end of his erection or
take the glans into her mouth; and she had never sucked him to a climax. 
And now here was an eight-year-old eager to take his whole penis into her
mouth and who had no hesitation in tasting his seminal fluids.

   It took only moments before Terry felt himself going over the edge, his
whole groin filled with a pleasurable ache as he began ejaculating, gasping
and crying out as his seed spurted into Angela.  The little girl kept
swallowing, the action causing her throat to milk Terry's cock like a
farmer milking a cow's teat.  With every spasm, Angela swallowed and Terry
groaned in ecstacy, gradually slowing until his climax had abated.  He
slumped back exhausted in the chair, his body beaded with sweat, his
breathing ragged.  Angela kept him in her mouth, gently sucking the
remnants of his jissom from him as he softened.  She was aware his glans
was over-sensitive and she was careful not to run her tongue or lips over
it, sucking on him like she was a baby at her mother's breast who had
reached satiation.  She slowly brought him down.

   After several minutes, Angela took her mouth from Terry, looking up at
him with a mischievous grin as she rested her chin on his flaccid organ. 
Around her mouth glistened with his secretions and he leaned forward,
raising her and kissed her lips, transferring some of the stickiness to his
own mouth.  "Thank you, sweetie," he said softly.  "You are a very sexy
little girl.  I hope we can be together some more."

   "We will," she said gaily, pulling back from him and standing up.  She
turned and bent to pick up her panties and began wiping herself between her
legs.  The two men watched her, Terry still amazed at her uninhibited
manner, the way she unselfconsciously displayed herself in front of them.
He could see her sex was swollen and red from his usage and his semen still
dripped out of it as she wiped her inner thighs, splattering on the
polished wooden floor.  When Angela finished cleaning herself she leaned
down and wiped the spots up, then put her panties in the swing-top bin.

   She then picked up her dress and put it back on, sitting on the floor to
put on her socks and shoes, letting the men see between her legs as she
spread them to cover her feet.  Then she stood up, ran over and kissed her
grand-father then turned to Terry.

   "I've got to go, now.  Mummy's waiting outside.  See ya, Grampa.  See
ya, Terry.  It was fun," and she breezed out of the room, the door swinging
shut behind her.

   "Phew!!!" exclaimed Terry.  "She is some little girl!"

   Ralph laughed.  "For someone who said he had trouble getting erections
and climaxing, you did pretty well, buddy.  Yes.  She's a sexy little kid,
is Angela.  Takes after her mum.  She took to sex right from the start and
really enjoys being shared around in the group.  Anyhow, Terry.  You can
see I wasn't pulling your leg.  I take it you're in? ...  Good!" he said
when Terry nodded.  "Get dressed now and, while you do, I'll show you
another reason why our little group is secure and trustworthy."

   Terry stood up, now quite unselfconscious in front of his friend, and
began to dress as the panel in the wall swung open again to reveal the
television screen again.  It flickered and a video came on immediately. 
Terry froze.  It was of him and Angela was coming into the room.  He stared
as the scene he had just been involved in was replayed in crystal clear
close-ups.  There was no doubt it was him fucking the little girl, his face
was shown very clearly.  He looked at Ralph.  "What the hell is...?" he
began.

   "Calm down, buddy," Ralph soothed.  "Its a film you can keep to remember
your first introduction to our group.  We make one of everyone who is
invited to join.  We keep the original just to insure everyone stays quiet
and discrete about our activities.  We have never had to release a tape to
the media yet.  Everyone in our group is like yourself, Terry.  Well known
and a prominent respected member of our community." He paused.  "As I said,
we have friends in very high places and this enables our constant supply of
young kids." He nodded towards the screen just as Terry was climaxing
inside the naked little girl on his lap.  "You should enjoy the record,
mate.  I bet you won't give another thought to the copy we keep.  You'll be
too busy enjoying yourself."

   Terry looked at his friend then smiled, realising what he was saying was
true.  He finished dressing, one eye watching the scene on the screen until
it finished.

   "Okay, buddy," Ralph then said, closing the panels.  "I guess you'd like
to get your album and start making use of the children.  We have a group
meeting weekend after next at a secluded ranch up state that will be a lot
of fun.  Deposit your $1000 with me before then and I'll take you along. 
You can start choosing from your album as soon as you like," and he reached
into his drawer and took out a parcel.  He passed it across to Terry.  It
was heavy and bound in brown paper and tied with a ribbon.  "This is our
current lot of children.  Look at the album when you get home.  I won't
tell you anything about the kids - its much more fun to find out for
yourself.  All the details of how to get them are in there." He smiled
broadly and held out his hand.  "Welcome aboard, old friend.  You are in
for the time of your life!"







   PART TWO: TERRY OPENS THE ALBUM





   Terry's heart pounded all the way home from the doctor's, the
brown-paper wrapped parcel on the seat beside him; and it took all his
willpower to leave it there untouched as he drove.  His body quivered every
now and then as he remembered Angela's young body and the feel of her mouth
on him at the end.  His penis stirred and his balls contracted upwards with
his excitement.

   He was a pedophile!  He liked young kids!  This knowledge would have
devastated him this morning.  Now, his whole life was changing.  No!  Had
changed!  Forever.  What had happened in Ralph's consulting room had shown
him who he was - and what he wanted.  His belly churned with excitement and
he glanced back at the package on the seat.  To know he was not the only
one - that Ralph and about a dozen others in the valley had similar desires
was very comforting - especially knowing of the protection they enjoyed. 
And to know that little Angela was just one of a much larger group of
children available to him was highly exciting.

   He pulled into the driveway of his house, realising that its size and
position, the security and privacy he and Helen had setup when they had
first acquired the land, were now working really into his favour.  He was
thankful now that Helen had settled for the large sum of cash so she could
start elsewhere in the country after their divorce, and had not claimed the
property, leaving that to him.  He shut down the motor, picked up the
parcel and went into the house, checking all the security panel lights as
he entered the front door to ensure everything was as it should be.  He was
too excited to eat and went immediately through the expansive entranceway
into his study, settling into his soft leather chair and looking at the
parcel in his hands.  This was it!  With trembling fingers he began undoing
the ribbon around the album.

   The album was covered in a rich, red leather and was designed so pages
could be added or removed.  It was very heavy.  Terry's fingers shook as he
opened the cover, not knowing what to expect.  His eyes ran down the page
of writing on the first page, seeing it was a list of procedures for using
the book, some phone numbers, codes and the like.  A note in large print at
the top of the page caught his attention.  It was his member number.  Ralph
had told him he had to use that number whenever he ordered a child.  It
stood out on the page like a beacon!  It was the key to his future
pleasure. He stared at it, committing it to memory as Ralph had suggested.
Then he turned the page.

   A little girl looked back at him.  She was of asian appearance and about
seven years old, Terry guessed.  She had a beautiful face, her
almond-shaped eyes dark and sultry, her lips were full, her bottom lip
caught beneath her teeth as though she was a little apprehensive.  She was
wearing a pair of bikinis, her slender body honey coloured and Terry's eyes
focussed on the areas covered by the thin strips of cloth.  The little girl
had one hand near her right nipple as though going to hide the little bump
visible on the material.  Her other hand was on her lower belly, her
fingers just above the V of her bikini bottoms, which was full and plump.
There was just the hint of the little girl's slit between her legs.  Terry
felt himself stiffening as he looked at her.  And she was just the first!

   On the opposite page were details about the youngster and Terry read it:
'Sue-Lin, age seven.  New to group.  Lovely temperament, being nicely
trained by F43.  Originally from Vietnam but speaks good English.  Willing
to do most things, but still a little inexperienced and hesitant.  Those
who like this will find her very attractive.  Enjoys both men and women,
but not keen on other children.  Better to have by herself.' Terry felt his
heart racing.  It was really true, he thought.  Here was a little girl he
could arrange to have for a night or a weekend and whose only role was to
please him.  He slowly turned the page.

   Another little girl looked back at him.  This one was about the same age
as Sue-Lin, but was a curly-haired, big eyed white child.  She was staring
at the camera, her eyes wide and her mouth coming open as though in
surprise.  She was wearing just a pair of lace panties and Terry's eyes
stared at her tiny nipples faintly visible on her flat chest.  He saw her
tummy was slightly rounded, like most little girls, then realised he could
see the faint outline of the youngster's sex through her panties.  Her
hands were coming up as though to hide herself but the camera had caught
them away from her body.  He drew his eyes across to the other page: 'Sam,
age six.  Only new to the group.  Still very shy and being gently trained
by F20.  If you like them to require detailed direction, Sam is for you. 
She will respond to both men and women, but only if alone and by herself.
Will do most things if directed.  She will improve with time and training.'
Terry looked back at the picture and imagined her in his house.  He turned
to the next.

   It was a little boy this time.  Another asian child, looking the same
age and with the same dark almond eyes and full lips of Sue-Lin.  It could
have been her twin brother, he thought, his eyes wandering over the boy's
almost nude body.  He was wearing the tiniest of g-strings, a small pouch
that just enclosed his genitals.  His body was smooth and slender, his skin
the same honey-colour of Sue-Lin.  He looked at the camera with the same
apprehension Terry had seen on the other girl's face.  Terry had never had
sex with a boy - had never considered it before, in fact.

   Now, looking at the picture in front of him, he realised he was going to
do it.  He found the boy attractive and the thought exciting.  He looked at
the facing page: 'Nguyen.  Age seven.  New to group from Vietnam.  Being
trained by M14.  Enjoys both men and women, but by themselves and alone. 
He will participate with his twin but not other children at this time. 
Reluctant to be butt-fucked but will participate if coaxed gently.  Speaks
good English and is sure to develop well under M14's guidance.' Terry
wondered what 'trained by' meant?  Ralph said the kids were either the
children of the other members, or wards of the state fostered by members.
Maybe that was what 'trained by' meant, living with and being introduced to
activities by the older family members.  That would be something he would
like to do, he thought.  It was something he would ask Ralph about later.
He turned his attention on to the next page.

   As he went slowly through the album, Terry realised the new children
were added at the front of the book and the older ones evidently removed
from the back.  The children shown in the photos became progressively older
and far more experienced as he progressed through each page.  There were
girls and boys at all ages up to about eleven.  The oldest ones were just
beginning to show signs of puberty, the boys getting their first wispy
pubic hairs and the girls' breasts just starting to swell and pubic hair
shadowing their mons.  He saw Angela's photo, the little girl with the same
cheeky expression she had had in her grandfather's consulting rooms when
she had first met him.  Desire for her sparked in him again.  He flicked
through the other photos once more, stopping every now and then at a
particular photograph, his penis responding to the different children. 
There was a nine year old girl who was pulling the leg of her bathers aside
to show the photographer her pussy.  She had her top lowered and her
nipples were pointed and hard on her flat chest.  She had a beautiful face
and body and looked to Terry as though she was capable of really turning a
guy on.  Her details were explicit: Amy, aged nine.  Been in the group
since she was two.  Does anything with anyone, including animals. 
Particularly enjoys multiple men - good for a group party.  Likes being the
centre of attention and performs at her best when others watch.  A sought
after participant in porno movies.  One of the best!' Terry seriously
considered getting her for his first 'order'.

   Then there was a boy of ten that had caught Terry's eye.  His name was
Andy and he was posed lying back on the sand at the beach, a rather large
erection jutting up stiffly from above two rounded, smooth testes as he
opened his legs towards the camera.  He had a sweet, angelic face, with
bright blue eyes and a mop of blonde curly hair, and his body was slender
and unblemished, a wonderfully tanned cream all over.  His details were as
explicit as Amy's: Andy, age ten.  Is into anything and everything. 
Particularly enjoys men with large penises and satisfies in any way wanted.
Into animals and group-sex.  Also a sought after porno star.  Enjoys groups
of men, especially if its a stage performance.' Terry's imagination was
running wild.  The thought of having sex with a child like Amy or Andy who
had had more sexual experiences in their short lives than he had had in his
thirtyfour years was more than a little bit daunting.  And yet their faces
looked so innocent in their photos.  But he was turned on by them and the
others like them and knew he would have them one day.  But not tonight, he
decided.

   He flipped back to a page near the front of the album.  He looked once
again at the little girl.  She was only six years of age, very dainty and
tiny.  She was sitting on a chair, naked, her legs opened towards the
photographer and pulling herself open between her legs.  He read: 'Staci,
aged six.  Has been with the group since age four.  Very eager to please.
Particularly likes men and will do anything they want.  Is a very loving
child and responds well to gentle persuasion.' Terry thought that she might
be the ideal one to begin his new life - one of the youngest children, but
with enough experience and willingness to do whatever he wanted.  He would
have the pleasure of her sexual ability with the tiny, immature body - all
of his fantasies in one.  He was trembling as he stood up and walked to the
phone.

   He ran through the instructions at the front of the album again, then
dialled the number on Staci's page and waited nervously as the phone rang
the other end.

   "Hello?" It was a woman's voice, throaty and full, surprising him.  For
some reason he had expected a man to answer.

   "Hello?"

   Terry swallowed anxiously.  "Er...hello," he responded.  "M37," he said,
glancing down at the procedures list.  It was his membership number.  "I
was wondering whether Staci was available tonight?" he asked nervously.

   "Yes.  She is," replied the woman, her voice more business like.  "What
time would you like her and for how long?" she asked.

   "Er...aah...I guess straight away," Terry replied, realising he hadn't
really thought about this part of it at all.  "And I guess for the night.
If that's okay?" he added hurriedly, not wanting to ruin it by being too
greedy.

   "Don't be shy," the woman laughed softly.  "Ask for what you want. 
You're new to the group, are you?"

   Terry found himself blushing and mumbled that, yes, he was.  That it was
his first time.

   "No problem," the woman said, her voice softening.  "You'll soon feel
comfortable.  Now to the matter in hand.  Yes, Staci is available straight
away.  She's had her dinner.  But she can only stay until ten o'clock.  It
is a week night you realise?  She has school tomorrow."

   Terry felt stupid.  "I'm really sorry," he stammered.  "I hadn't
thought...I hadn't rea..."

   The woman laughed softly again.  "Hey, its no problem," she reassured
him.  "The kids are all used to this.  They don't mind.  Its just that on
weeknights, we like the real young ones to be home by ten-thirty so they go
to school next morning.  If you want a kid for the night, either pick an
older one, or do it Friday or Saturday nights."

   "Thanks," Terry said, finding their conversation rather unusual.  He
guessed a lot of things were going to be 'unusual' from now on.

   "Ten o'clock okay with you?" the woman asked him.

   "Yes, fine," he replied, glancing at his watch.  That gave him three
hours, less the time to get her and to take her back home.

   "We'll meet you at Howard's Corner in, say, fifteen minutes?

   He could be there by then if he hurried, he realised.  "Yeah.  Sure," he
said, his excitement starting to rise.  It was really going to happen.

   "What sort of car do you have?" he was asked.

   "Red Corvette," he replied.  "Licence numb..."

   "That's not necessary," the woman interrupted.  "Do you want her to wear
anything special?"

   Another thing he hadn't thought of, he realised.  "Er...no.  Just normal
clothes.  Maybe no underwear...?" he said hesitantly.

   "No problem.  No underwear it is.  We'll be in a blue Ford Pinto, just
me and Staci.  See you in fifteen minutes."

   "Terrific," Terry said as the phone 'clicked' in his ear.  He replaced
the receiver slowly.  He had done it!  He had just ordered a six year old
to be his sexual plaything for the next four hours!  He couldn't believe
it. He raced upstairs, removing his work clothes as he went, throwing them
into the laundry basket in his bedroom.  He had had a shower at work, after
leaving Ralph's consulting room after his session with Angela, so he was
clean enough.  He grabbed underpants out of his drawer and was just about
to put them on when he stopped.  If Staci was going to be without
underwear, he may as well be without, too, he thought and threw them back
into the drawer.  He took his thin nylon tracksuit out of his cupboard and
stepped into it nude.  The feel of the nylon against his skin caused his
penis to swell and he looked at himself in the mirror.  The material was
quite thin to allow the fabric to 'breathe' and it did little to hide him.
He could see the outline of his swollen penis against the material, the
knob clearly visible where it pressed outwards.  He left the jacket
unzipped, his bare body tanned and quite muscly beneath it.  It was pretty
obvious he was naked apart from the tracksuit but, what the heck, he
thought.  We all know what we are here for!  With a final glance at himself
in the mirror, and a nervous flutter in his belly, Terry picked up his car
keys and headed excitedly down the stairs.





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   Terry watched the other car driving off.  It had been that easy.  He had
arrived at the rendezvous point with about two minutes to spare.  The sun
had already set and it was a warm tropical dusk rapidly descending.  At
exactly 7.15 the blue Pinto had pulled up and the little girl had got out
with a young woman.  They walked across the road, holding hands like any
mother and daughter and came up to his car.  He got out and met them on the
kerbside, feeling a little awkward.

   "Hello," the young woman greeted him.  "Here's Staci.  I'll pick her up
here at ten, no later." She shook Terry's hand in greeting then patted the
little girl on the head.  "She has nothing on under her dress, like you
asked.  Have a great evening," and she turned and walked back to her car,
leaving him standing there with the little girl.

   "Hello there, Staci.  My name's Terry," he said awkwardly, squatting
down beside her.

   The youngster smiled brightly at him.  "Hi!" she said.  "Neat car!"

   He laughed and put his hands on her hips.  "I'm pleased you like it," he
said, squeezing her and feeling the smoothness beneath her dress.  She
really didn't have any underwear on.  He let his fingers slide down the
crease of her buttocks and cup beneath them.  He felt himself stiffening
and the feeling was so good - after being unable to have an erection for so
long and not knowing why - since finding out why only earlier today, his
penis now seemed to be in a constant state of readiness.  "That your
mummy?" he asked.  "The lady who dropped you off?"

   "We're not allowed to talk about things like that," the little girl
reprimanded him, but not pulling back from his touch.

   "I'm sorry," Terry told her.  "What are you allowed to talk about?"

   "Anything about you and me and what we do," she replied, as though he
should know that.

   "You'll have to forgive me," he said.  "This is my first time."

   She looked at him with renewed interest.  "Haven't you had it with any
other kids?" she asked surprised.

   He felt himself blushing at her forthrightness.  "No.  I
mean...yes...but..."

   She put her hands on her hips and looked at him like any regular
six-year-old who was being told a fib.  "Well?" she said.  "Yes or no?"

   He smiled a her.  "I had a session with a little girl today and that was
my first time.  You are the first little girl I've got for myself like
this, though."

   Staci looked pleased.  "Well shouldn't we go to your place?" she asked
him cheekily.  "I've got to be back here at ten o'clock and we are wasting
time.  Unless you want to do things here?" She wriggled her bottom
seductively and Terry held her still, looking up and down the street to see
if they were being observed.

   "Okay," he said, relieved when he saw no-one.  "Lets go to my place. 
Aren't you nervous?" he asked her as he stood up and opened the door for
her to get in.

   "Why?" she replied innocently.  "I've done this lots of times.  But
you're a bit better looking than most of the others," she said smiling at
him.  "I reckon you're more nervous than me," she went on.  "You don't have
to be, you know, Terry.  I like doing things with men.  You can do whatever
you want with me.  I'm your little girl tonight." She got into the car and
he leaned in to fix her seatbelt.  Her little dress had ridden up her
thighs and, as he pulled the seatbelt over her lap, he lifted it up and
looked at her.

   "I guess you really are," he said, looking at her and smiling.  "This
little pussy is all mine for the next couple of hours, isn't it?"

   "And your cock is all mine!" she said giggling, letting her legs open as
he looked at her.

   She was tiny, smooth and plump between her legs and he could see the
darker colour of her inner sex as her legs opened in the streetlight.  He
couldn't resist sliding his hand up her thigh, his finger finding her moist
slit.  His penis was jutting up stiffly, tumescent from almost the time he
left the house.  The sight of this little girl almost brought him off.  He
could smell her sweet scent and he wanted to bury his face between her
legs.

   "You can get into trouble if someone sees you doing this," Staci said,
putting her hand on his as his finger slid into her.

   Her words brought Terry up with a start.  My God!  She was right!  He
pulled his hand away as though he'd been burnt and tugged her dress down,
looking anxiously around to check they weren't being observed.  He breathed
a sigh of relief when he saw the area was still deserted.  He stood up and
closed her door, then walked around to his side and slid in behind the
wheel.  As he started the engine, he felt Staci's hand rest on the top of
his thigh, warm and intimate.  He pulled out from the kerb, his hand coming
down over her's as they headed for his place.  In a little while he would
be having sex with this youngster.  He still couldn't believe it!

   They drove in silence for a few minutes while he negotiated the main
roads before turning off onto the more deserted road leading towards his
place.  Once out of the lighted area, he felt Staci stirring, her hand
leaving his thigh.

   "Phew!!  Its hot!" she exclaimed, winding down her window.  He glanced
across at her and in the faint glow from the dash he saw she was
unbuttoning her dress.  He eased back on the accelerator, the car slowing
to a crawl.  He reached up and switched on the front map-light.  It shone
down onto her, allowing him to still see the road ahead, but spotlighting
her lower body.  He watched as her fingers undid the last two buttons and
she leaned back in her seat, opening her dress along its length to allow
the fresh air to caress her.  Her nude body was fully exposed and Terry
caught his breath as he looked at her, the car almost coming to a
standstill, barely crawling along the road.  He kept glancing up to ensure
he was keeping the vehicle straight then stared back at her, letting his
eyes rove hungrily over the tiny form.  She stroked herself, her fingers
trailing from her dark little nipples down into the valley between her
legs.

   She looked at him and smiled.  "This is much cooler," she said.  "You
should do it, too."

   Terry laughed and shrugged out of his open tracksuit jacket, twisting to
get it from under the seatbelt and dropping it behind the seat.  He kept
the car just moving along and looked at her.  "Better?" he asked.

   "What about your pants?" Staci said.  She shrugged out of her dress and
dropped it onto his jacket.  "I haven't got anything on.  Are you chicken?"


   Terry stared at her.  The little kid was daring him, he thought.  He
glanced along the road ahead and in the rear-vision mirror.  The road was
deserted.  It was about ten minutes from home and not likely to be any
traffic between here and his place.  Why not start now?  He only had a
couple of hours as it was.  He'd take her up on her dare.  His heart
pounding, Terry brought the car to a halt, switching off the headlights and
the motor.  Staci looked at him, wondering why he had stopped.  He got out
of the car, the interior light coming on as he opened the door seeming
extra bright in the darkness around them.

   "I can't take my pants off while I'm driving," he said to Staci, leaning
in so he could see her.  She looked beautiful sitting there naked under the
lights.  The shadows created beneath her chest highlighted her pointed
nipples, seeming to give her young body small breasts.  Her legs were
slightly apart and the map-light shone onto her pubes like a spotlight, the
bright pink of her inner sex shining moistly from within the exposed slit
in the 'V' at the top of her thighs.  Her head was towards him, her eyes
gleaming as they roved over him while he stood there, coming to rest at his
groin.  A smile lit her face and he glanced down at himself.  The soft
nylon of his track-suit pants did nothing to hide the bulge caused by his
hardness.

   "I guess you can already see me so there's no point in trying to hide
it, is there?"

   The little girl giggled and shook her head.

   Feeling slightly vulnerable standing outside the car in the open
countryside despite the now full darkness of the night, Terry stripped his
trousers off and slid back into his seat, pulling the door shut.

   "Aw...that's not fair," Staci said when the interior light went out,
leaving her in the map-light's sudden glare.  "I can't see you in the
dark."

   Terry suddenly felt very wicked, sitting naked in his car with a raging
hard-on and a nude little six-year-old wanting to look at him.  What the
fuck, he thought.  I've gone too far to stop now.  Besides, Ralph said we
were all protected so I may as well do just as I please, he said to
himself. His heart was pounding and his breathing shallow.  This was it! 
Taking a final reassuring glance in the rear-vision mirror and the road in
front to see everything was clear, he opened the door and got out of the
car.  He walked around to the passenger side, the night air warm on his
skin and his erection swaying as he moved and adding to his sense of
wickedness, and he opened Staci's door.  He stood upright in the doorway,
his erection pointed towards the little girl inside the car.

   "Can you see it now?" he asked her, leaning his head down to look at
her.

   "Wow, Terry!  Its big!" she exclaimed and he jumped as she took hold of
him.  Her fingers did not reach around it and she held him with both hands.
Her touch almost brought him off, he was so keyed up and he moaned.  "You
want me to pull you off?" the little girl asked him, a look of concern on
her face.  "I like doing that," she added.  "You feel real hard and the
stuff is already coming out of you." She began to rub her hands up and down
his thick shaft.

   Terry moaned again as he felt her warm fingers teasing him.  He wondered
how long it would take him to become aroused again if he let her bring him
off now.  He was aching for release but he didn't want to end the evening
before it had really begun.  Then he thought of Angela and how he had not
softened after coming with her; and he had been up and down like a yo-yo
since then.  He really believed, in fact, he would have no problems getting
erections anytime with kids, no matter how often he came.  Besides, if he
couldn't get it up, there were plenty of other things he could do with them
until he could; and they wouldn't get upset about him not getting a horn
like Helen used to.

   "Okay, honey," he grunted, his voice shaky.  "Keep rubbing it like that
and I'll come in no time." He gave himself over to her ministrations,
resting his forearms on the roof of the car, his head to the side so he
could watch her masturbating him.

   The little girl watched the man's cockhead as she gripped his shaft
tightly within her hands and began rubbing its skin rhythmically up and
down.  She loved the way it looked, like a mushroom with an eye in it that
seemed to wink at her as she went up and down.  Terry's foreskin slid
backwards and forwards over the wide-flared rim of his glans and she
delighted in forcing it up so it covered the weeping eye and smeared the
stuff leaking out of him all over the top.  She slowly increased her tempo,
knowing from experience where Terry was in his buildup by feeling the
twitches and tightening in his organ and observing the play of his muscles
in his lower belly.  His huge testes swung around as she rubbed him faster,
swaying and touching her wrists and she knew men liked that.  She shifted
in her seat, turning to face his body full on.  All she could see of him
was from his knees up to his chest, and she liked what she saw.  He wasn't
hairy like a lot of the men she had been with, and he didn't have flabby
boobies or a pot belly like most of them.  He was muscly and smooth, just a
tiny patch of short black hairs above his cock and a thin line of them up
to his belly button.  The rest of his body looked smooth and shiny in the
soft light.  And she loved the feel of him in her hands, so hot and so
hard. She could feel the roughness of him beneath the satiny smooth outer
skin, the hard yet strangely spongy shaft that was nice and straight, not
bent or ugly like some of the older men.  She could feel it pulsing and
swelling and knew Terry was going to come.  She rubbed more firmly, her
hands moving up towards the top of his cock.  She watched the slit in eager
anticipation.

   Terry groaned as he felt himself starting to come.  He was looking down
into the car, his glazed eyes watching the little girl's hands masturbating
him, seeing beyond into her bare groin and the shadowed slash of her
vagina, her flat breasts with their little pointed nipples.  The feeling of
being naked standing beside his car being jerked off by a six-year-old was
too much.  He felt his climax burst upwards through him, his body jerking
as his penis spurted its load.  He vaguely heard Staci squeal as his cum
splattered over her, his whole body quivering and spasming as his jissom
erupted.

   Staci watched as Terry's fluids squirted out in streams of gooey white
cream, splashing onto her chest and belly and sliding down over her skin in
quickly cooling trails.  She loved the way men squirted their stuff, almost
like weeing in bursts, but not for as long.  She wished they would last
longer, but she knew they only squirted a few times and then dribbled for a
little bit longer after that.  It was already happening with Terry - his
penis was now just leaking its stuff out.  But he had squirted her about
six times, she reckoned, more than a lot of the men.  She held him tightly,
her hands ceasing their rubbing and she looked up at him.

   Terry's knees felt wobbly and he held onto the car for support as his
breathing settled.  It had been an intense climax, as good as the two he
had had with Angela earlier today.  If this was going to happen each time
he had sex with one of the kids, he wondered whether his heart would take
it.  At least I'd die happy!  he thought to himself with a smile.  He
looked down at Staci.  When his eyes locked on her's, she took the strand
of semen dangling from his penis onto her finger and put her finger in her
mouth, sucking on it and smiling up at him.  Her body glistened with globs
and streaks of his discharge and she rubbed her hand over her chest and
belly, smearing him over her skin.  Her other hand gently squeezed his
softening penis.

   "That was lovely, Terry," she said.  "I like your taste."

   "I'm glad," Terry replied, reaching into the car and rubbing his finger
around her cum-covered nipple.  "You're a sexy little girl.  You made me
feel really great."

   "I can do lots of things to make you feel great," she said proudly.  "My
daddy says I am the best!" She touched his dangling scrotum.  "Daddy says
that if your balls are really big, they make lots of stuff to shoot out. 
He's right, you know.  You squirted out lots of stuff."

   Terry laughed, pinching her nipple.  "I think it might be because I
haven't done it for a long time," he said.  "You made me squirt a lot."

   "Will it take you long to get hard again?" she asked him, looking at his
softened penis.

   "I don't think it will," Terry replied.  "Not with you, anyhow.  I think
we'd better get to my place before it does, though.  In case someone comes
along this road."

   "I'd like them to see us," Staci said giggling.  "I like the shows at
our parties.  Maybe you will do a show with me, hey?" She looked up at him
with excitement.  "We could do really good."

   "Hang on a minute.  Let's get to my place and practice and I'll think
about it." He stood up straight and closed her door, then walked around to
his side of the car.  He reached into the back and picked up his gym towel
and wiped himself, then tossed it across to Staci as he sat in his seat. 
"You want to clean yourself off," he said, looking at her body shining with
sweat and his semen in the light.  He watched her wipe herself down, her
legs opening to expose her moist sex as she wiped her belly.  He reached
over and took his tracksuit pants from the back seat.

   "Why you gonna put them on?" Staci said watching him, her fingers
touching herself between her labia.  "Don't you like being undressed?  I
don't want to put my dress on."

   Terry looked at her in surprise.  She really was an amazing little girl.
He looked down at the pants then tossed them into the back again.  They
were not likely to meet anyone on the road and it was rather daring to
drive in the nude.  "I guess there's no need, hey?  You're certainly not
going to be embarrassed to see my cock now, are you?"

   She laughed.  "I'm never embarrassed seeing men's 'cocks'.  Usually its
the men being embarrassed showing it to me, especially when they're stiff.
But you don't need to worry.  Your's is big and beautiful."

   He bowed to her.  "Thank you, young lady.  I hope you still think that
when we are finished tonight." He looked at her fingers still fondling
herself.  "You've got a pretty sweet looking cunt, from what I can see. 
I'm looking forward to having a good look at it." He started the engine,
feeling strange but excited about driving naked.

   "You got a pool?" she suddenly asked him.  "Cool!" she exclaimed when he
nodded.  "We can have a swim."

   "Well," Terry smiled.  "It depends.  I'll probably want to fuck you when
we get there, first.  Look." He looked down at his lap.

   "Wow!  Already?" Staci said in surprise, seeing Terry's penis sticking
up from his lap.

   "I don't believe it, either," he laughed.  "But as soon as it saw your
little pussy, it wanted in."

   Staci giggled and turned towards him, bringing her feet up on the seat
and spreading her legs wider so he could look at her.  He could see her
labia were swollen, and her clitoris was quite stiff.  He touched it and
she shivered.

   "You want to do it now," she asked, her voice trembling.

   "I think we better wait until we get home," he said, his finger dipping
into her slit.  She was hot and wet, her odour wafting up into his
nostrils. "I want to take my time.  We could get caught out here."

   "I could sit on it while you drove," she said, easing over towards him.

   He laughed.  "I don't think I could concentrate with you sitting on my
cock," he said.  "As much as it appeals to me.  We haven't got far to go."
He switched on the headlights.  "You can play with me on the way," he said,
turning off the interior lights and putting the car into gear.  As he began
driving, he felt her tiny hand sliding over his bare hip towards his penis.



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   The drive to the house was quiet, neither of them saying anything. 
Staci looked around her with interest and her hand lightly held Terry's
erection, keeping it stiff by stroking her thumb over the rim of his glans.
He could feel himself leaking and the little girl would every now and then
wipe the discharge off and suck on her finger for a moment or two.  Terry
had to really concentrate on his driving.

   When they finally reached his house, Staci finally let him go, sitting
up to look around at the property.  She opened her door and jumped out, her
pale body gleaming in the security lights that had come on as they
approached.  Terry climbed out his side and stood there watching her.  She
was so tiny, he thought, and yet more sexy than anyone he had ever known.
He shut the car door and walked to the house, Staci following.

   "You want a drink?" he asked her as he unlocked the door, switching on
the lights and checking the security panel.

   "Wow!  This is beautiful," Staci said as she gazed around the large
entrance hall with its wide polished staircase and the archways into the
groundfloor areas.  "You got any Coke?"

   Terry grinned and patted her on the head.  "Sure do," he said.  You want
to go into the living room there and I'll bring them.  Make yourself
comfortable." He went into the kitchen area as Staci wandered slowly
through the other archway, her eyes wide as she studied her opulent
surrounds.

   "Here we are," Terry said when he returned, a beer for himself and a
glass of Coke for his little lover.

   "Thanks.  You've gone soft," the girl said as she took her drink.  "It
still looks beautiful, but," and she sat down on the sofa.

   Terry looked down at himself and then at her.  "I'm sure we'll think of
something to make it stiff again," he said, then took a long draught of the
beer and sat in the chair opposite her.  "You like being in the group,
Staci?" he asked her as she drank.

   "We're not allowed to talk about it, really" she said.  "But I do like
it.  I like meeting different men and women and the other kids.  I like the
things we do.  And I like all the different shapes and sizes of men's
things, and women's boobs and cunnies and things.  I've been having sex
with grownups ever since I can remember.  I got a surprise when mummy and
daddy told me other kids don't usually do it and I wasn't allowed to talk
about what I did.  Except with the other kids in the group.  I don't mind
that now," she added.

   "I'm glad," Terry said.  He took another long drink of his beer and put
the can on the table beside him.  Then he knelt on the calf-skin rug on the
floor in front of her.  "Open your legs, honey.  Let me have a look at you
properly," he said, putting his hands on the inside of her thighs and
pushing her legs apart.  "I've only had glimpses of your pussy in the car.
I want to have a good look." Staci complied eagerly, leaning back onto the
couch and pushing her hips up.  He looked at her, his eyes taking in the
plump swell of her pudendum and the smooth slit beneath it.  Her clitoris
protruded from the folds of skin at the top of her slit, its tiny hood a
bright pink against her pale skin.  He slid his hands up her thighs and
pressed his thumbs outwards either side of her, pulling her sex open.  He
stared at the moist folds of bright red flesh that led in towards her
centre.  Her inner labia were swollen and thick like the fronds of an
oyster, delicately folded inside the larger outer lips.  He saw the start
of her vagina and he pulled her wider, her elastic passageway opening and
displaying the ridged walls inside.  He could see the remnants of her
hymen, just a faint ring of thin tissue about an inch inside her.  Beyond
it was the darker core of her, closed yet inviting, her inner flesh wet and
glistening with strands of lubricant stretched from one side to the other.
Her smell was an aphrodisiac, the tart muskiness he remembered from inside
the car.  His fingers stroked down her labia and slid around the entrance
into her, picking up the slickness of her juices and smearing it over her.
Staci moaned as Terry slipped a finger inside her, running its tip around
the scar of her hymen.  She clenched around him as tingles spread into her
depths.

   Terry probed her, his finger sliding unhindered into her until it could
go no further.  She looked so clean and fresh, he found it hard to believe
she had had so many men in her.  He withdrew his finger and slipped it up
beneath her, between her buttocks.  Staci raised her legs up, putting her
feet on his shoulders, giving him access to her anus.  His eyes followed
his finger, seeing the slight swell of her brown sphincter in the pale
valley between her buttocks.  He ran his finger around the crinkled skin,
feeling Staci quiver as he touched her so intimately.

   "You ever had a man stick his cock up here?" he asked her, already
knowing the answer from the bruised look of her.

   "Mmmm.  Lots of times," Staci said, her hips moving slightly as he
stroked her.

   "Do you like being fucked in your bum?" he asked, pressing his finger
into the moist ring.  He was enjoying talking 'dirty' to the little girl
and she seemed to know all the words and had no problem with it.  He ran
his other hand up over her pubic mound, over her slightly rounded belly and
up to her chest, his fingers taking hold of one of her small nipples.

   "Aaah...Mmmmm...Yes..." Staci said, her voice trembling.

   Terry squeezed her nipple harder, feeling it stiffen.  His finger was
buried in her anus and he wriggled it around inside her, making her squirm.

   "You want me to fuck you here or in your cunt?" he said, emphasising his
words by pushing in with his finger.

   The little girl moaned, her head rocking from side to side.  "I...I
don't mind...In my cunt...I..." Her voice was ragged from her breathing.

   Terry pulled his finger out of her and brought her hips down onto the
couch, rubbing his hand around over her sex.  She was sticky with her
flowing lubricants and he thrust two fingers into her.  She grunted as he
slid them around inside, spreading her and pushing deeply inwards.  He
brought himself forward, his penis hard and throbbing.  It looked too big
to go into her, he thought, seeing the flared glans hiding her whole V as
it came over her.  But Angela had got it inside of her, although she was
bigger than Staci.  He lowered himself slightly and brought his glistening
knob to the entrance of her vagina, feeling her heat against him.  She
raised her head and watched as he wriggled the glans, pulling her labia
wide between his thumb and forefinger, and began forcing himself into her.
She was so tight!  Staci's legs widened even further as his thickness began
to stretch her open.  They could see the whiteness around his penis where
it was going into her as he was squeezed by her tight entrance.  He kept up
the pressure though, feeling her gradually spreading open.  Staci was
grunting with the effort, her little body straining and her muscles tense
as she watched him slowly forcing into her.  Her whole body was tingling,
the pain of being stretched so wide adding to her intense pleasure, knowing
she was going to soon have the whole length and thickness of the man in
her.

   She squealed as, with a sudden jerk forward, Terry's glans slipped
inside her vagina.  She felt as though she was being torn apart, her sex
stretched as wide as it could go.  She could feel the sides of Terry's
shaft rubbing against her spread pubes, dragging on her labia and clitoris
as he kept forcing inwards.  Each millemetre gained caused her to gasp as
he pressed deeper and deeper into her body, his passageway becoming easier
as his thick knob made its way beyond her pubic bone.  Then he was up
against another barrier, spongy hard and slick.  It was her cervix, the
entrance into her womb.  He wondered how she would take him into there, but
he wanted to be fully embedded so he kept pressing down, feeling the
barrier reluctantly giving way under his assault.  Staci cried out and he
saw her grimacing with pain, but he wanted to be right inside her, wanted
to spurt his seed deep into her inner core.  He forced himself inwards, her
tightness causing painful pressure to the head of his penis, but he could
feel her being gradually eased open.  A final hard thrust that caused the
little girl to give a sharp cry and her body to jerk upwards and he was
inside her, her tight cervix grasping his shaft as though in a vice.  His
body shone with sweat from his exertion and he held himself still inside
her, looking down on the youngster speared by his hard flesh.  She too
glistened with sweat, her eyes were closed.

   He brought his hands up to her chest and fiddled with her nipples,
rolling the hard little nubs in his fingers.  Staci opened her eyes and
smiled up at him, an expression of glazed lust on her face.  He held her
eyes with his as he began pulling himself slightly backwards and forwards
inside her, careful to keep his glans within her womb.  She was tight along
the whole length of him and he watched her eyes reflect the sensations she
was experiencing.  It took him only a few movements before he felt himself
swelling and throbbing, his whole penis a mass of tingling nerve ends.  He
thrust into her, his body grinding against her pubes as he began spurting
his seed into her, making Staci cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Each burst of his essence caused her to become more slippery and wet inside
and he could feel and hear himself squelching as he pumped in her, his
glans now sliding easily through her cervix.  Staci moaned beneath him, her
little body shuddering, her head tossing from side to side as he rode her.
He collapsed over her as his climax ended, keeping most of his weight off
her with his arms.  They both were panting as they regained their breath.

   "Not too bad!" Terry finally managed to say, slowly pulling his softened
penis out of the little girl with a sloppy 'plop'.  "I didn't think you
could take all of it like that.  I didn't hurt you, did I?"

   Staci smiled up at him.  "Only nicely," she said.  "I thought I was
going to burst when you went right in.  But it was real good.  My daddy is
the only other man who has gone into me that far.  Yuk!  I'm all gooey. 
You came heaps," she said, raising her head and looking down at her sticky,
swollen pubes.

   Terry stood up, his penis feeling slightly sore as he stroked himself.
'The old fellow has certainly had a workout today,' he thought.  'After not
being used for so long.  I wonder how long it can keep going?' He glanced
at the wall clock.  It was already 8.45.  The time was really scooting by,
he realised.  Only another hour and a quarter and then he had to take the
kid back.

   "Can we go for a swim?" Staci asked him, sitting up.

   "After we have a shower and clean up a bit," he replied.  "We'll have
cum all over the place if we went in like this.  The bathroom's through
here." He took her hand and led her through his study into the guestroom
en-suite, which adjoined it.  The walls were mirrored and their reflections
disappeared into the distance all around them.  Staci was intrigued and
spun around looking at them.  Terry went to the toilet and began to piss
into the bowl.  Staci watched him, coming over and standing beside him. 
She reached out her hand and took hold of his penis, waving it around to
make patterns in the bowl.  Terry watched her in the mirrors.  He still
found it hard to realise that this was actually happening to him.  That
this six-year-old was here for his pleasure and was a very experienced
sexual being.  She had no embarrassment and seemed to really enjoy pleasing
him.

   "Do you need to piss?" he asked her when he had finished.  She shook the
last drops from him and nodded.  She sat on the toilet and spread her legs
wide.  Terry squatted between them, looking at her pussy.  He saw a large
glob of his sperm leak out of her and drop into the bowl.  "We'll have to
clean you out," he said.  "Can't have that floating around in the pool. 
What will my guests think?"

   "That you've been naughty," Staci laughed and began urinating, giggling
as she did so.  He watched her piss flowing out and into the bowl and the
little girl pulled herself open so he could see more clearly, looking down
and watching herself as well.  When she had finished, she tore off a piece
of toilet paper and wiped herself, hopped down onto his spread thighs and
hugged him, giving him a kiss.  He stood up with her legs wrapped around
him, her arms around his neck and he pushed his tongue into her mouth as
they kissed.  He got a surprise when her tongue flickered over his then
went into his mouth.  She was very good at kissing.  Her spread pubes were
pressed against his upper belly and he could feel her heat and dampness
against his bare skin.  He could also feel her heart pounding against him,
her little nipples either side, hard against his chest.  He drew his mouth
from her's and looked into her eyes.

   "Phew!!!  You're a really sexy little girl, you know," he said, his
hands cupping under her buttocks.

   "Thank you," she replied brightly.  "I told you my daddy says I'm the
best.  You going to do it again?"

   Terry laughed.  "I'm afraid it'll take me a little time to get hard
again.  I can only manage half-mast.  I'll do it again before I take you
home, but lets have that shower and go take a swim." He flushed the toilet
and slid Staci down off him.  She was just a little taller than half his
height and his curved penis was almost level with her shoulders.  She
tugged it as she let go of him, then went over to the shower recess.  Terry
adjusted the water and they both jumped under, their reflections gradually
fading away as steam condensed on the cool glass.  Terry took the soap and
lathered up his hands then began soaping Staci's young body, his hands
slipping over her smooth skin, fondling her nipples, running around under
her arms and over her belly, sliding down between her legs and onwards down
to her ankles.  He knelt in the shower-stall as he washed her.  Once the
soap had been washed from his fingers, he sluiced water up between her
legs, his fingers gently entering her vagina and washing her out with the
warm water.  He felt the youngster squeezing around him as he delved into
her and watched her clitoris stiffen and her labia swell as she was aroused
by his touches.  His penis was still only semi-erect, curving out and
downwards from his groin.  He knew he would be lucky if he could get it up
again before it was time for him to take Staci home, but he was still
thoroughly enjoying the novelty and the eroticism of having this little
girl as his plaything.  He leaned forward and kissed her rounded pubic
mound, glistening as the water cascaded down her body.

   "My turn," he said, standing up.  Staci needed no encouragement and took
the soap and lathered up, then took hold of his penis and began soaping
around his testes and between his legs, her fingers fondling him and
tracing every crease on his lower body.  She delighted in lathering up his
pubic hair and watching the soapsuds slide down his shaft and drip from the
end.  Even though she was touching him so intimately, his penis remained
only half erect, but it didn't bother her or him.

   "Okay," he finally said, turning off the shower.  "Lets go have that
swim."

   They both padded naked and dripping out through the guestroom and
outside onto the courtyard into the warm night air.  As soon as Staci saw
the pool, she ran and jumped straight in.  Terry hoped she could swim as
the pool was quite deep, but the youngster surfaced and began treading
water before swimming over to the edge.  She was obviously a competent
swimmer.  Terry sat on the edge of the pool and dangled his feet into the
warm water, which felt cool after the heat of the shower.  Staci swam over
to him and took hold of his ankles, trying to pull him in.  He laughed and
struggled before letting himself slide into the water, grabbing hold of her
and pulling her under with him.  She wriggled and squirmed in his arms, her
naked body rubbing against his, her hands trying to grab his penis.  He
brought them both up to the surface and she clung to him, her leg pressing
into his groin.  He grabbed her around the waist and threw her backwards
into the water, her body gleaming in the underwater lights as she went
under.  She came up laughing and swam back eagerly for more.  Terry took
her this time with his hand cupped between her legs and the other on her
chest and threw her forwards.  She dove under as she hit the water, turning
underwater and swimming back to him.  She grabbed his penis as she reached
him, tugging it like a bell rope before surfacing in a fit of giggles.

   They played around and swam, their hands becoming more and more intimate
in their touching and holding, squeezing and prodding, until they were both
exhausted.  Terry finally grabbed Staci and plonked her on the edge of the
pool and stood in between her legs, his shoulders keeping them wide apart.
He looked at her pale flesh, the colour drained from her sex by being so
long in the water.  She looked squeaky clean.  He leaned forward and
pressed his mouth over her and her hands clenched in his wet hair.  He
sucked on her labia, sucking the small flaps of skin into his mouth,
feeling them swelling almost immediately.  He pushed his tongue through
them and licked up her tangy slit, the tip of his tongue probing around her
clitoris before sliding down and into her.  He began flickering it inside
her, his lips pressing around her whole pubic area, her labia sucked into
him and his upper lip pressing against her clit.  She fell backwards onto
the warm paving stones, her hands still in his hair, her legs spread
widely. He could hear her gasping as he worked on her, his tongue forcing
deeper into her, his mouth pressing harder against her.  He slid a finger
into her beneath his tongue, keeping the suction of his mouth on her and
she moaned as he probed deeply into her.  He brought his other hand under
her, his finger prodding at her anus, finally slipping through the tight
sphincter and into her hot passageway.

   Staci gave a high-pitched squeal as he forced into her and her body
arched.  He felt both fingers being gripped by her pulsating body, the
rhythm of her orgasm coming in powerful spasms that rippled along his
fingers.  He worked on her as she came, his tongue and fingers drawing out
her climax and giving himself pleasure as well.  His penis was stiff
beneath the water and he knew he was ready for another go at the youngster.
As she gradually relaxed beneath him, he pulled himself up out of the water
and squatted over her, his fingers and tongue leaving her as he did so. 
Staci opened her eyes and looked down at him, smiling when she saw his
erection.

   "You're ready, again," she said, her voice still rather throaty from her
climax.  "What do you want to do this time?"

   Terry took hold of himself and moved further up her body until he was
kneeling above her chest, his penis almost touching her lips.  A drop of
his pre-cum beaded at its tip, while droplets of water trickling down his
body dripped onto the little girl's body from his tight scrotum.  He wiped
the tip of his organ over her lips and Staci opened her mouth, her tongue
coming out and licking around his swollen glans.  This was something else
Helen hadn't enjoyed; she only very occasionally and then very reluctantly
sucked him off, never taking his sperm into her mouth, insisting he pull
out just as he came and discharge onto her chest.  Staci didn't have that
hangup.  She liked the taste of him and would suck him off.  He pressed
forward and the youngster opened her mouth and took him inside.  He could
only get the glans inside her but she brought her hands up and began
rubbing his shaft as she sucked on him.  Terry moaned as he leaned forward,
his weight on his arms above her head and gave himself over to the girl's
tongue and suction.  His glans was super-sensitive from the use it had had
during this incredible day and the tingling was almost unbearable.  But
Staci didn't allow him to pull back and within two minutes he was
ejaculating, his body jerking as he spasmed.  This time it wasn't the
powerful spurts of earlier climaxes, but rather a slower and lighter
discharging into the young girl's mouth, but the feelings were just as
intense to him.  Staci had no trouble taking his semen in, swilling it
around his slimy glans with her tongue as it oozed out of him.  She looked
up at the man's nude body above her as she kept him in her, liking the way
his muscles stood out as he came.

   It finally got too much for Terry and he had to pull his achingly
sensitive penis from Staci's mouth, lowering himself downwards as he came
out, his still hard cock sliding wetly down her body until his face was
above her's.  He looked down at her and she pursed her lips, inviting his
kiss.  He lowered his mouth onto her's.  Her lips were soft and moist with
his cum.  Then her tongue came into his mouth and he tasted the salty taste
of himself as she transferred some of the gooey mixture from her mouth to
his.  He drew back from her and saw her smile at him and swallow what
remained in her mouth.  He swallowed his own essence then brought his mouth
back to her, their tongues tangling around each others.  He couldn't
believe how sexy she was...and only six!!  It certainly proved that
practice made perfect.

   They finally ended the kiss and Terry slid backwards into the water,
letting the coolness of the pool caress his heated body.  Staci sat up
slowly and put her feet in.  Terry came between her legs and looked at her.

   "Thank you, honey," he said.  "That was fantastic."

   "It was good for me, too," Staci replied.  "Are you gonna do it to me
again?"

   Terry laughed.  "I think I'm knackered now, sweetie.  I reckon that's
it."

   Staci giggled.  "I didn't mean now, silly.  I meant another time."

   Terry touched between her legs.  "I sure will.  You've got a lovely
little pussy and I'll certainly make use of it again.  But I want to also
try the other kids.  Okay?"

   The little girl smiled brightly at him.  "Sure.  As long as you get me
again sometime.  I don't mind.  I also like doing it with a man and other
kids if you want." She looked a little pensive.  "A lot of the men are
older and fat and I like it with you," she said.

   He hugged her to him.  "Thanks, sweetheart.  I'll try not to let it be
too long." She hugged him back.  He glanced up at the pool clock.  It was
almost a quarter to ten.  "Shit!  We've got to get going.  I don't want to
get in to trouble for bringing you back late on my first night!" He plonked
her back on the pool edge and pulled himself out of the water.  "Come on,
Staci.  We'd better head back."

   He took her hand and led her over towards the car.  Their clothes were
still behind the front seat.  He reached in and handed her one of his gym
towels and took his own.  "You'd better dry off and slip your dress back
on, honey.  I'll go and lock up." Drying himself, he went and locked the
front door, putting his track pants on when he got back to the car.  Staci
was already in her seat, her short dress on but unbuttoned.  He climbed
into his seat and started the motor.

   As he drove into town, he put his hand into the little girl's lap, his
finger slipping into her moistness.  "I want to get your smell on me," he
told her.  "Then I can smell you when I go to sleep tonight."

   Staci giggled and squeezed her legs on his hand.  "You could sleep with
your head down there if you get me for a weekend," she said suggestively
and he laughed.

   "You don't give up easy, do you?" he said to her, his fingers feeling
her moistness increasing as he fondled her.  "You'll just have to be
patient.  One of our rules is we can't get the same kid twice in a month.
Did you know that?"

   "Yes, I did know that," Staci grumped.  "I was hoping you didn't." She
gave her cheeky grin as he turned into the street where her mother was
waiting.  He withdrew his fingers and the little girl buttoned her dress as
he pulled in behind the blue Pinto.  It was just on ten o'clock, he saw on
the dashboard clock.

   Staci leaned over and gave him a kiss on his belly as he switched off
the engine.  Then she was out of the car and walking to her mother's before
he could even open the door.  He wondered what he was supposed to do now
and he got out of his car.  A figure got out of the other car and came
towards him.  As it approached, Terry saw it was a man about the same age
as himself, not Staci's mother.

   "Hi," the man said, offering his hand.  "My name's Frank.  I'm Staci's
dad."

   "Terry," Terry said, shaking the man's hand.  The whole scene had an air
of unreality about it.  Here he was shaking the hand of the father of the
little girl he had been having sex with for the past three hours or so. 
Frank must have sensed the thoughts going through Terry's mind as he
smiled.

   "You'll get used to it," he said.  "I fuck other kids as well as Stace
and know their parents well.  We're all one big happy family." He beamed.
"You have a good time with Stace?  She's a great little fuck.  I taught her
well," he added proudly.

   "Er...She was terrific.  You did do well..." Terry said, feeling rather
strange, but liking the man nevertheless.

   Frank shook his hand again.  "Glad you picked her.  Your first time
wasn't it?  A great way to start.  It gets easier as you get used to it
all." He winked.  "It was the greatest thing Trish and I did, joining the
group.  Well.  We've got to go or Trish'll get mad for keeping her kid out
too late.  I'll probably see you at the weekend camp."

   Terry nodded as Frank went back to his car and climbed in.  "G'nite,
Terry.  It was fun," he heard Staci call out and watched as she snuggled
over by her father.  He saw them hug and then the car started and pulled
away.  "Lucky bugger," he thought of Frank, having the little girl whenever
he wanted.  Then he smiled.  He was the lucky bugger, he realised.  He had
as many kids as Frank to choose from and he might even get to have one of
his own one day.  Suddenly feeling rather tired, Terry got back into his
car and headed for home.  He was already looking forward to going through
the album again and choosing his next partner.  He wondered who it might
be...







   UNORTHODOX TREATMENT - PART 3











   The morning after his incredible night with six-year-old Staci, Terry
felt like a new man.  His penis was stiff when he awoke and remained so for
most of the day.  He felt as horny as all hell, but didn't want to jack
off. He intended to get another child for that night and wanted to be as
potent as he could be.  While he ate breakfast, he looked through the album
again, finally deciding to try for Anna for the evening.  Anna looked to be
a cute young blonde from her photo.  She was eleven and had budding breasts
with rather large puffy nipples and a few strands of dark, soft-looking
hair on her pronounced pubic mound.  Her pussy was still bare, and her
labia quite visible as they poked out from her young slit.  Her bright blue
eyes seemed to sparkle in the photo.  She was standing naked at the edge of
a pool and one hand was spread over her slightly concave belly while the
other lifted her blonde hair up from her shoulders in a classic model's
pose.  She looked to be very aware of her sexuality.  But it was the
description that went with the photo that decided Terry to get her though.
'Anna.  Age eleven.  Enjoys anything sexual, particularly likes anal sex.
Her last year with us and determined to go out with some big bangs!!'

   The thought of having this young pre-pubescent child for his own sexual
pleasure, coupled with his memories of yesterday and last night, kept
Terry's penis achingly hard.  He finished his breakfast and strolled nude
and aroused out to the pool.  The sun was already quite hot and he
luxuriated in the feel of it on his skin.  He dived into the water and swam
several laps, his whole body seeming to be rejuvenated, his energy levels
high and his mood one of excited enthusiasm for life.  How different he
felt now since the first time he had gone to Ralph's consulting rooms after
Helen had left.  What a difference a day makes, he thought, rolling onto
his back and floating, his erection jutting up out of the water like the
periscope on a submarine.  He was still erect even though he was in cool
water.  His thoughts drifted to his session with Ralph's young
grand-daughter at the surgery and his evening with Staci.  It was still
like a dream - a fantasy.  He would be forever indebted to Ralph for asking
him to join their circle and for giving him the album, his access to the
local kids who belonged to the group.

   "Had a good night, did you?"

   Terry floundered in the water at the sudden intrusion into his thoughts.
He spluttered as he took in a mouthful of water, recognising the voice to
be that of his doctor and friend, Ralph.  He hadn't heard his car pull up
and the sound of his voice surprised him.  He turned towards the end of the
pool and saw Ralph laughing.  Terry knew he had been caught with his cock
sticking up like a flag-pole and he began to blush.  Then he realised that
Ralph had watched him fucking his little grand-daughter and had seen him
erect as he watched the slides and videos in his office, so there was no
need to feel shy or embarrassed.  He stroked his way to where his friend
stood and pulled himself easily up out of the water, his penis still
sticking out from his lightly haired groin.

   "Staci has that effect," Ralph commented, looking at Terry's shaft as
the man stood beside him.  He put his hand around his friend's shoulders.
"I take it you had a great night."

   "Bloody oath!" Terry exclaimed enthusiastically.  "She is certainly a
hot kid for any age, let alone a six-year-old." He looked at his friend
quizzically.  "How did you know?" he asked.  "I mean, how did you know I
was with Staci last night?"

   Ralph laughed and began removing his shirt.  "I'm organisor at the
moment.  All bookings are reported to me so records can be kept.  You'll
get your stint at it after a while, like everybody in the group does." He
sat down and began removing his shoes and socks.  "You don't mind if I have
a dip?"

   "Not at all.  Mate, you can have anything you want after yesterday!"
Terry replied as the big man took off his trousers.  It was the first time
Terry had seen Ralph's penis and he admired the huge organ the older man
sported.  Slack it was almost as long as Terry's was erect.  He wondered
how big it was when it stiffened.  Ralph's glans was a bulbous knob,
flattened and flared like the head of a lage mushroom.  It looked almost
like a horsecock Terry had seen in a visit to some stables a while back. 
How on earth did it fit into the little girls, he wondered, knowing the man
had been fucking his granddaughter since she was only two; and had been
with all of the children in the album plus many others.

   Ralph noticed Terry staring at him and seemed to know what he was
thinking from his expression.  He looked down at himself.  "I'm not the
biggest in the group," he said chuckling.  "And you're certainly not the
smallest.  The kids generally like the big ones so you'll be popular on our
monthly gatherings when the kids get to choose." He turned towards the
pool. "Wouldn't mind a cup of coffee when I'm done," he said and dived
naked into the crystal clear water.

   Terry laughed, watching his friend swimming underwater along the bottom
of the pool.  He was glad Ralph had turned up.  There was so much to talk
about since yesterday and the change his life had taken.  He felt excited
and relieved that he could share it not only with his best friend, but with
the other adults in the group.  They were all child lovers.  He wondered
whether that knowledge came as a shock to them as much as it had to him;
although after his experiences with Amy and Staci, he knew he was
definitely a pedophile and would probably never have sex with an adult
again.  He now knew this was why his marriage to Helen had failed and it
was like a weight being lifted from his shoulders, knowing he was not
alone; and knowing he would never have to fear or worry about it from now
on.  He turned towards the house to make the coffee, a pleased smile
lighting his face.



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   The day passed slowly.  Terry went through the routines mechanically,
his thoughts never far away from the coming evening.  He and Ralph had had
a long talk, Ralph answering all Terry's questions, doubts, and fears
openly and explained the workings of the group in more detail.  As he was
leaving, he had told Terry to not overdo it, to start with.  He could
understand his eagerness, but just to take things slowly.  He had approved
of his choice of Anna for that evening, but suggested he then maybe get one
of the kids for the weekend and abstain for the next two nights.  Of
course, he had said, it was up to Terry, but he had had to deal with
several of the members in their early days who had gone at things too fast
and suffered both physically and emotionally because of that.  Terry had
reassured Ralph he would heed his advice.  As he was leaving, Ralph invited
Terry over for dinner Saturday evening and for him to bring a child if he
wanted to and they had then parted.  Terry had then organised with Anna's
mother to have the girl for the evening, to pick her up at five-thirty at
her house and take her to Macdonalds for dinner before taking her to his
home.  He found himself glancing frequently at the office clock, willing it
to move along faster to five-fifteen.  And he was in a state of arousal
almost the entire day.

   Finally five-thirty arrived and Terry pulled up in front of a two-storey
mansion on the edge of town.  His heart was hammering from excitement as he
walked up the slate path towards the steps onto the porch.  Out of the
corner of his vision he caught the movement of a curtain in an upstairs
room and wondered if that was Anna checking him out.  How many other men
had she done that to?  How many other men had walked up this path, their
cocks stiff in anticipation, their palms sweaty from nervous excitement,
eager to have this youngster for an evening or a weekend?  Were they all as
nervous as he was?  He stepped up onto the porch and pressed the glowing
buzzer.  The door opened almost immediately.

   "Hi.  You must be Faye?" Terry greeted the young woman at the door
trying to keep his voice calm.

   "Yes.  Hello.  And you're Terry?" she responded warmly.  "Anna's ready
for you." She turned her head.  "Anna?  Terry's here," she called and
turned back to him.  "She's a wonderful girl and I'm sure you'll have a
great time.  Just make sure she's home by ten-thirty." She smiled and
turned at the sound of footsteps coming across the hallway.  "Aah, Anna. 
This is Terry, sweetheart."

   Terry looked at the youngster standing in the doorway.  She was
beautiful.

   "Hi, Terry," she said, her voice soft and rather husky, a smile turning
up the corners of her luscious full lips.  She was much more beautiful than
her photo had shown.

   "Uh...hi, Anna.  You look wonderful," Terry said awkwardly, feeling
rather strange standing there with the girl's mother and all of them
knowing what he was going to be doing to her in a short while.  He looked
her over.  She was taller than he had expected, almost reaching his
shoulder.  She was wearing a pale pink blouse made of silk.  Her young
breasts pushed the shirt out and he could see the points her nipples made
against the soft material.  She had on a tight black skirt that came just
below her pubes leaving her long, shapely legs almost totally exposed.  If
she bent over, he realised, she would give anyone around her a good look at
what was beneath it.  Her long blonde hair shone in the golden sunlight
from the lowering sun and her face was unblemished with delicately made-up
features.  She looked much older than her eleven years, apart from her
still slender body.  She was going to be as beautiful a woman as her
mother.

   "Have a terrific time," Faye said, giving Anna a kiss on the mouth. 
Then she smiled at Terry.  "I know you'll enjoy her," she said, her voice
similar to her daughter's.  "Jack, her father, and I still prefer her to
any of the other children, don't we sweetheart?" She hugged her daughter.
"Now don't be late," she said and closed the door leaving Terry and Anna
looking at each other.

   "Well," Terry broke the silence.  "Shall we go, madam?" He held his arm
out to the young girl and she laughed and linked her arm through his and
they strolled jauntily down the path, both laughing.  He walked her to the
car and opened the door.  Anna slid seductively into the seat, slowly
lifting one leg into the car leaving the other on the pavement.  Terry's
eyes dropped automatically to her lap and he caught his breath.  From his
position and the way Anna was sitting, he could see under her short skirt
right between Anna's smooth thighs.  She was naked, her young bare pussy
glistening and plump, her labia poking out from between her slit.  He could
see the bud of her clitoris at the top of the darker folds and a tiny patch
of thin dark hairs on her mons.

   "You like?" Anna asked him huskily, her legs opening a little wider. 
She was watching him look at her.

   "Mmmmm.  I certainly do," Terry replied meeting her eyes.  Suddenly he
no longer felt uncomfortable or strange.  He was going to fuck this
youngster and do what he wanted with her body and she knew this.  She knew
she was his for the next few hours and had no inhibitions about what they
might do.  "I can't wait to look at it more closely," he said.  "You're
obviously only wearing the skirt and blouse," he continued.  "Don't you
mind other people seeing what you've got when you bend over?"

   "I love it," she replied honestly.  "I get pleasure out of showing
myself to other people, especially when they least expect it.  Mum and dad
say I'm an exhibitionist, but they like watching people's reactions too so
they encourage it.  What about you?"

   Terry blushed, which made him feel rather stupid, made him feel less
mature than the eleven-year-old beside him.  "I guess I've always been a
bit shy," he admitted.  "My wife...ex-wife, that is...gave me a bit of a
complex about it, I guess.  She wasn't at all interested in sex except as a
matter of having to do it because it was expected.  But I'm fast getting a
new attitude," he added grinning.  "You kids are certainly teaching me a
thing or two."

   "Why don't you show me your cock now, out here?" she asked him, her eyes
daring him and the corners of her mouth rising in the beginnings of a
smile.

   Terry glanced up and down the street.  It looked to be deserted,
although there might be eyes watching from the few houses set back from the
roadway.  Concern for what would happen if he was seen exposing himself to
a young girl caused his stomach to churn.  Then he remembered what Ralph
had said about having members in very high places and the protection this
gave the group.  He looked down into her challenging eyes and his hands
moved towards his pants.  He saw Anna glance down and lick her lips with
the tip of her tongue as he took hold of the zip in his Chinos.  Then her
eyes raised to hold his again.  Slowly he drew the zip down, reached inside
the opening and drew his erect penis out into the open, letting his hands
drop to his sides.  He felt quite daring and not a little nervous standing
there on the sidewalk with his cock sticking out from his fly in front of
the young girl's face.

   "Mmmmmm," Anna murmured softly, her eyes dropping to his manhood.  "Oh
its so big," she said appreciatively.  Her hands came up and took hold of
him.  "Its so beautiful, Terry.  And hard." Then, without any warning, she
leaned forward and kissed it, her full lips sliding over his satiny knob
and back again.  He couldn't help the grunt and jerk his body gave at the
hot feel of her moist mouth around him.  "Phewww!!" Anna breathed.  "You'd
better put it away before we do make a spectacle of ourselves," she told
him, sitting back in her seat and bringing her other leg into the car.

   Terry poked himself awkwardly back into his underpants and zipped up,
glancing around again as he did so.  He saw the curtains in Anna's house
moving and realised her mother (and probably her father) had been watching
their daughter's antics.  She'd probably done as they had asked.  She
probably did it to all the men who took her, he realised.  But what the
hell?  He had gained from the experience, lost a little more of his
inhibitions and the beautiful young girl certainly promised an interesting
and very sexual, very exciting evening.  He closed her door and walked
around the car and got in his side.  When he was seated and the door
closed, he looked at her and smiled.  "I think we are going to get on well,
honey.  You hungry?" She nodded.  "Okay.  First stop Macdonalds."



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   They both ordered and moved to a corner table.  The place was quite
crowded and noisy and Anna was excited and animated like most of the other
youngsters in the place.  Terry noticed a few heads, especially those of
the men, turn to look at his beautiful companion.  The fact this child was
not his daughter, as most would think, but his sexual partner, gave him an
extra thrill.  He was glad his casual shirt covered the erection he had
confined within his tight underpants.

   It was almost impossible to talk so they sat opposite each other at one
of the ridiculously small tables and began eating.  The chairs were fixed
and Terry found he had to put his knees either side of Anna's so they could
fit.  Every now and then he felt the young girl spread her legs and brush
her knees up the inside of his thighs.  Knowing she was nude beneath her
skirt and that her sweet pussy would be opening and closing with the
movements of her legs excited him beyond belief.  He dropped his free hand
casually onto his thigh and, as her knee came in contact, he slid it
unobtrusively up her smooth, satiny thighs, his eyes fixed on her's.  She
gazed back at him as his hand slowly moved upwards, not blinking as his
fingers touched the moist heat of her centre.  He saw her pupils contract
slightly and her tongue peeked from between her lush lips as he began to
probe between her swollen labia and searched out the hot entrance to her
body.  His finger slid easily into her wetness and she drew in her breath
as he pushed it deep inside her, wriggling the tip and stroking the ridged
slick walls of her vagina.  Then he held it hard inside her and she
squeezed herself rhythmically, almost milking his finger.  How this would
feel on his cock!  Then, in amazement, he saw her eyes glaze over and felt
her vagina clenching and unclenching in quick spasms around his finger. 
Anna held her breath and he could see the rigidity of her body and realised
with a shock that she was climaxing.  She held like that for almost a
minute, the only movement she made was that around his embedded finger. 
Then she suddenly exhaled and began gasping for air, her chest rising and
falling rapidly as she drew oxygen into herself.  It took several minutes
before she was settled again and Terry slowly removed his finger.

   Anna smiled sexily at him as she felt it leave her and mouthed 'Thank
you' across the table.  Terry smiled and brought his hand out from under
the table and up towards his mouth.  He inhaled deeply, her musky
womanscent filling his nostrils, stronger than the smells coming from the
kitchen or from the food around them.  His finger glistened wetly in the
bright lights and he slowly opened his mouth and, looking into Anna's eyes,
put his finger inside and began sucking her juices off.  Anna's breathing
quickened again as she watched him and her kneees pressed up between his
spread thighs, nudging into the crutch of his pants.  Her taste was as
sweet as he could imagine, a clean tanginess that he found incredibly
erotic and exciting.  He savoured it, sucking on his finger until he could
taste it no more.  Then he withdrew his finger and reached across towards
the young girl, touching her lips with it.  She opened them slightly,
allowing his moistened finger into her mouth and began sucking, her tongue
swirling around its length and tip and he had no doubt she was letting him
know she was using it as though it was his penis.  He was so aroused he
could feel the dampness from his leakage against his belly.  He eventually
withdrew his finger from Anna's mouth and caresed around her jaw before
sitting back.

   They sat there for a few more minutes and then Terry indicated they were
leaving.  He stood up and held his hand out to her.  She took it and
swivelled on her seat to stand, her legs spread widely.  Terry noticed the
guy sitting across from them suddenly start to choke on his hamburger and
he glanced down to see Anna's skirt pulled up and back exposing her
glistening sex, swollen and wet from his touches.  He saw her smile sweetly
at the man and slowly tug her skirt down, bringing her legs together as she
stood up.  The man looked at her, then at Terry, then back at her, not
knowing what to do.  Terry just smiled and shrugged and turned towards the
door, Anna trailing along behind him.  When they got through the door into
the car park, they both burst out laughing.

   "Did you...did you see that guy's face!" gasped Anna.  "He almost
choked!" and she bent over in mirth.

   Terry burst into another fit of laughter and dragged her stumbling
towards the car.  When Anna had bent over, her backside was towards a
family sitting inside the restuarant who were watching them and he saw the
adults' expressions change to one of shock and they told their kids not to
look when they were presented with a view of the girl's bare fanny.  He
unlocked the door and Anna fell into her seat, her skirt in disarray and
her legs sprawled, weak from laughter.  Terry was once more presented with
her beautiful pussy and he knelt on the car's running-board, his hands on
her thighs and looked at her.  Her smell filled the car, her arousal so
obvious, even in the fading twilight.  He ran his hands up her legs,
pushing her skirt up over her belly, baring her completely.  Anna stopped
laughing and leaned back as Terry's fingers moved to the puffy edges of her
pubes and pulled her open.

   "I need to see you," he said softly.  "I need to smell and taste you,"
and he sank his head down into her lap.  Anna clutched his hair as he
kissed around her lower belly, across her mons with its sparse little patch
of soft pubic hair, down into her humid centre.  She cried out as his lips
slid over her stiffened clitoris and joined with her own nether lips, his
tongue sliding slickly between the soft swollen flesh and into her vagina.
He wriggled his head from side to side, wiping himself over her hot wet
flesh, smearing her essence over his mouth, nose and chin.  Anna pulled his
hair and her body arched as she let out a squeal and pressed him firmly
into her core.  He felt her stomach jerking and her thighs clamped around
his head and he realised she was having her second orgasm.  He couldn't
breathe, his face buried in the young girl's bare flesh and it took all his
strength to ease himself back from her, his fingers keeping her excitement
sustained.  She pulled his glistening face up to hers and kissed him
open-mouthed on the lips, her tongue slipping in and around his mouth.  She
surprised him - her kissing was like that of a much more mature woman than
of an eleven year old girl.  His hands stroked between her legs as she
slowly came down, her breathing ragged and her mouth roaming over his face
smeared with her own lubricant.  Her odour was so strong and heady, musky
and thick and making his senses reel.

   Kneeling between her thighs, he fumbled for his zipper and pulled his
hard, aching penis out, rubbing it with his hand.  His hand was slippery
with Anna's discharge and moved smoothly up and down his shaft.  Anna
became aware of what he was doing and looked down, straining in the fading
light to watch him masturbating.  He was so aroused it took only a few
strokes before he began spurting his thick, sticky cream over the girl's
bared belly and pubes, trails of his slime criss-crossing her honey
coloured skin and gleaming in the faint light.  Terry grunted each time he
ejaculated, desperately trying not to make too much noise, only dimly aware
of how dangerous their behaviour was in such a public place.  Anna's hands
came down onto his cock while it was still discharging and she took his
seed and rubbed it over her lower body and licked it from her fingers. 
Then she kissed him again and he tasted himself mixed with her essence and
saliva as her tongue probed his mouth again.  He was almost delirious with
passion and his hands rubbed himself over Anna's legs and belly, running
his glans up between her legs and through the valley of her sex.  She was
the sexiest person he had ever known and he wanted more and more of her.

   Suddenly she stiffened and Terry stopped.  A sudden shout and a door
slamming behind him made him jerk back in fright and he awkwardly stuffed
himself back in his pants and fumbled with his zip as Anna hurriedly
rearranged her skirt and herself in the car.  Terry stood up, his legs
wobbly, expecting someone to grab his shoulder.  But nothing happened and
he turned to look around them.  He breathed a deep sigh of relief when he
saw the group of teenagers walking towards the restaurant.  They hadn't
been caught!  Terry found himself trembling.  That had been a stupid thing
to do!  he chastised himself, closing Anna's door and going to his side of
the car.  He was all sticky inside his pants and the smell in the car when
he opened his door was one of pure sex.  He should have had more sense than
to do what they had just done.  But she was so incredibly desirable!  He
had lost control for the first time in his life!  And he'd thoroughly
enjoyed it - including the danger!

   He started the motor and began driving out of the carpark, turning
towards his house.  Then he looked across at Anna and began to laugh.  She
looked at him for a moment before she, too, started giggling.



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   The drive to his house passed quickly.  They chatted about ordinary
things, what she liked/disliked, how her school was going, what he did,
their hobbies and sports, just like any couple on their first date; except
he was a thirtysix year old man and she was an eleven year old girl.  As he
pulled into his driveway, the mood subtly changed.  His excitement began to
rekindle and he felt her also becoming more a little breathless.  She sat
up straighter and looked around as they approached his large house.  It was
even more impressive than her own and she gazed around eagerly as the
sensor lights came on, lighting up the pool and patio area and the bushy
garden areas.

   "Its a beautiful place, Terry," she commented as the car stopped.  "The
pool and gardens look very inviting."

   "Thanks," he said.  "You can try it out later, if you want.  But I'd
like to take you inside first." He got out of the car and she clambered out
her side, stretching as she rose.  He went to the front door, unlocked and
opened it and checked the security panel.  Everything was in order and he
flicked on the interior lights as Anna stepped through.

   "Wow!  Very nice," she whistled when she saw the large rooms off the
hallway.

   "You want a drink?" Terry asked, putting his arm around her and feeling
her softness beneath the filmy silk shirt.

   Anna shook her head, her long blonde hair floating around her beautiful
face.  "Not right now," she said, her arm going around him.

   Terry gently guided her towards the stairway.  "I'm going to take you to
bed then," he said, feeling himself starting to stiffen again.

   "Great," Anna replied softly, nestling in to him.  He suddenly bent
slightly and picked her up in his arms, cradling her against him as he
began climbing up the stairs.  One hand was under her knees and the other
around her back and he could feel the beginning swell of her small breasts
against him as she wriggled and squealed in surprise and pleasure.  Her
movements caused her short skirt to hitch up and her pubes were once more
open to his gaze.

   "You have a beautiful cunt," he said softly, nuzzling her ear.

   "You have a beautiful cock," she responded, her voice becoming husky. 
She wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled up at him as he made his
way towards his bedroom.

   Then he was laying her on soft fluffy white covering on the kingsize bed
and she looked up in surprise as she saw their reflections in the ceiling
mirror.  "Just something I thought might brighten up my sex life after my
wife left me," he said, noticing her gaze.  "I never thought it would be a
couple of kids that'd do the trick," he added.  He undid the waist button
on her skirt and she raised her hips so he could pull it down off her legs.
She was left naked from the waist down and Terry ran his hands up her
thighs and over her lower belly.  He tugged gently on the few strands of
soft pubic hair on her mound.  "What's this, then?" he asked her.  "I
thought you weren't supposed to get pussy hair while you were still active
in the group?"

   Anna looked down at herself and he saw her expression change to one of
concern.  "Don't you like it?" she asked nervously.  "We can have a little
bit if no-one objects," she said seriously.  "There's no rule about it. 
Its just that once girls start having their periods, they leave the kids'
group."

   Terry twined the longer strands around his finger.  "I love your little
patch, sweetheart.  Its just that I thought once you started puberty you
had to leave."

   "This is my last year in the kids' group.  I can come as a member once I
get my periods, or give up and study or something.  Girls can't go on past
their periods.  Boys can go on until they're sixteen, though," she added a
little resentfully.

   "Boys can go on past puberty?" Terry said, surprised.  "Why's that?"

   "Because of the women...and some of the men.  They like to have boys
with big cocks.  And the older boys are often used in exhibitions with the
little girls or the adult women.  Because they shoot spunk, I guess," Anna
replied, obviously not happy with the situation.  "Anyhow, I thought we
were here for something other than twenty questions," she said cheekily,
opening her legs wider.

   Terry laughed and pressed his hand over her wet sex.  "Sorry," he
apologised.  "We sure do have better things to do than talk...unless its
dirty talk." He stood back from the bed and looked down at her.  He
unbuttoned his shirt and eased it from his shoulders, letting it drop on
the floor.  Then he put his foot on the bed and took off his shoe and sock,
repeating the process with his other foot, his eyes slowly wandering over
Anna's exposed lower body as he did so.  Anna kept gazing alternately at
him, then up at their reflection.  Terry unbuckled his belt and Anna's gaze
stayed on him.  He slowly lowered his trousers, watching the young girl's
eyes widen as he brought them down over his tumescent organ and let them
drop to the floor.

   "Wow," she breathed.  "Its even bigger than I thought.  And you've got
lovely balls, Terry.  I love balls that hang evenly like your's.  Some of
the men have real tight sacks or one ball bigger than the other.  I don't
like that much." Her eyes finally raised to meet his and she smiled, her
legs shifting as her desire rose.  Terry felt suddenly awkward, with this
eleven year old girl discussing his anatomy like a woman of the world.  But
then she was a very experienced youngster, more experienced than him and
the majority of other people on the planet.  He knelt on the edge of the
bed, his knees between her legs.  He could see her sex glistening as her
essence began flowing.

   "I want to see your breasts," he said huskily, reaching over her
tempting womanhood and starting to unbutton the silk shirt from the bottom.
His eyes focussed on the tiny points of her nipples moulded by the soft
fabric and he spread her blouse as he undid each button, letting his hands
slide over her satiny skin as they travelled slowly upwards.  Then he undid
the final button between the gentle mounds of her young breasts and the
silky material glided off her body, leaving her nude.  He gazed down upon
her.  Her skin was the colour of honey and her chest rose and fell with her
quickening breaths.  He gazed upon her nipples in wonderment.  He had never
seen nipples like her's before; and the photo of her had only hinted at
their true nature.  Her breasts were still only slight mounds of flesh on
her chest, not that much more pronounced than Staci's or any other young
pre-pubescent girl's, but her nipples were swollen little hummocks on each
mound, rising in a puffy cone to hard little buds of flesh at their tip. 
Her aureoles were a pale pink and lighter in colour than her skin, but
there was quite a ridge where they joined her breast and they were large,
larger than his own and more oval shaped than round.  The tips were a
bright pink and stuck up stiffly like tiny cherries on a soft pink
marshmellow cone.  Slowly Terry leaned towards her left breast and pressed
his lips over her nipple, his tongue licking and teasing her swollen flesh
and flicking the hard little bud.  He took it between his teeth and gently
tugged on it.  Anna moaned, her hands coming up and pressing him harder
against her.  He lowered his body over her's, his belly pressing over her
lower belly, her pubic mound clearly felt against him.  His penis was
pressed against the coverlet between her thighs, his knob almost resting
against her sex.  He moved himself up slightly, bringing the tingling end
of his penis against her heat.  He could feel the slickness of their
combined fluids and felt Anna wriggling herself, causing his hardness to
nestle at the entrance into her, her labia parting to allow his thickness
entry.

   Their breathing became more ragged as each of them felt their excitement
rising.  Anna's feet ran up and down Terry's calves, the movement slowly
causing his erection to work its way into her vulva, her tight flesh gently
massaging his spongy-hard glans as her legs opened and closed.  His testes
rubbed gently against the fluffy coverlet and grazed her inner thighs.  He
concentrated on her nipples to prolong his building pleasure, his lips and
tongue sliding from one tip to the other leaving a wet trail across her
chest.  He nibbled her stiff buds and sucked her flesh into his mouth, his
teeth gently biting her breasts and grazing over the puffy ridge of her
aureoles.  Anna moaned beneath him, giving a squeal of pleasure each time
he nipped her harder or sucked her more fully into his mouth.  His hands
squeezed her flesh and tugged and tweaked the breast not attended to by his
mouth and her belly spasmed beneath his as she began losing control.  Her
small hands scraped down his back, her fingernails giving him an exciting
streak of pain as they pressed into his muscly flesh.  She grabbed his
buttocks, clenching his rounded buns and trying to force him inside her.

   But Terry had other things in mind - things Helen would never do with
him.  Anna would, though, according to the album.  He eased himself up on
his arms and gazed down onto her.  When she realised he had stopped his
movements, Anna opened her lust-glazed eyes and looked up at him
questioningly.

   "Is everything okay?" she finally asked, her voice timid and girl-like.

   Terry nodded.  "I want to fuck you in the arse," he told her.  "Its
something I've always wanted to do and the album says you are willing to do
it that way.  Are you?"

   Anna smiled, her eyes half-closed and an expression of lust came over
her face.  "Mmmm," she affirmed.  "I like it that way.  It was the only way
daddy would do it to me until I turned nine.  Then he did it the other
way." She laughed throatily.  "We did a special performance at a gathering.
Mummy videotaped it.  It was rather terrific.  But I still like the way
daddy taught me."

   "I want to look at you first, honey.  I'm glad you like it.  Is your
daddy as big as me?  I wouldn't want to hurt..." He trailed off as she
laughed.

   "Daddy's a little bit bigger than you, but I've had some bigger things
inside me than men's cocks.  Don't worry, Terry.  I love it that way."

   Terry leaned down and kissed the girl on her full lips, then slowly
eased himself back down over her body, his penis making a squelchy 'pop' as
it came out from its snug fit inside her vaginal opening.  His lips trailed
their way down between her breasts, over her slightly rounded belly pausing
for a moment to lick inside her deep-set navel; then continued into the
slight dip at the base of her belly before rising over her pubic mound and
into the now-familiar musky humidity between her legs.  He nuzzled into her
sex, his tongue tasting his own discharge mixed in with her cream as he
licked around her hot satiny skin.  He nibbled her labia, tugging each flap
of skin out and away from her, teasing her already sensitive clitoris and
nipping her inner flesh.  His hands came up beneath her thighs and he
gently lifted her legs, gradually pushing them wide apart and back over her
body, raising her buttocks up from the coverlet and spreading her open for
him.  He licked down the ridge running from her vulva up between her
buttocks until he came to the crinkled hollow of her anus.  Anna gasped as
his tongue found her and he felt her relax her sphincter and open slightly
beneath him.  He drew his head back and looked at her anus.  In spite of
the use this orifice had had, it was unblemished, an indented cavity in the
smooth, firm flesh.  Anna's skin darkened as it got closer to her sphincter
making an oval of colour in the whiteness between her buttocks and he could
see the tiny wrinkles radiating out from the darkness of its very centre.
She glistened with a mixture of his saliva and her own fluids.  Terry put
his fingers either side of her anus as Anna grasped her shins, pulling her
legs back onto her chest.  He gently pulled her open, exposing the bright
red inner flesh of her passage.  He leaned down and licked around the
slightly pungent satiny skin, so much in feel like the inner walls of her
pussy but with a more intense odour.  He let his saliva trickle into her
and stroked juices from her sex upwards between her legs until the whole
area was slippery.  Anna was moaning as his fingers and tongue teased her
and he could feel her sphincter opening as she relaxed it for his entry.

   Terry slipped a finger through the outer ring of muscle, feeling her
clench around it as it intruded up to the knuckle.  He frigged it backwards
and forwards quickly inside her and Anna gave a squeal of pleasure.  He
looked at her face as he forced his other fingers into her, spreading her
wider until his three fingers had disappeared.  The young girl's eyes were
closed, her head rocking from side to side and a look of lust on her face.
Her tongue poked out between her compressed lips as tremors of pleasure
rippled up her body.

   Terry was very close to bursting himself, his penis hard and jerking
with each heartbeat.  Keeping his fingers inside her, he eased himself
upwards, his weight pressing his fingers deeper into her and making her
groan.  As the glistening knob of his penis approached her anus, he let his
fingers slide out and he pulled her open, his cock-head sliding smoothly
into her channel.  He let his fingers slide up her thighs until he was
grasping her behind her knees, forcing her legs as far back as they could
go.  Her sphincter was tight and clenched around his spongy glans as he
pressed it in harder, her slickness allowing steady progress into her. 
Anna gave a cry as his flared rim suddenly slipped inside her, and Terry
let himself drop onto her, the shaft of his near-bursting penis embedding
itself deep within her bowels.  Anna squealed as he jerked himself almost
all the way out of her, then thrust back in hard again.  She felt so hot
and tight and Terry felt himself nearing orgasm.

   He let himself go, his body bucking and pounding at the youngster folded
back beneath him.  His testicles bounced off her buttocks, his pubic bone
grinding against the flesh between her anus and pussy, his shaft pistoning
backwards and forwards in her tight passage.  And then he was jerking and
bucking in orgasm, his semen spurting into her bowels, his penis pulsating
as it emptied itself into her.  He gasped and moaned as the climactic
sensations racked his body, dimly aware of Anna's rising squeals as she
writhed sensuously beneath him.  His penis was slipping easily inside her
as she filled with his juices and he could feel wetness all around her anus
as he pressed against her.  It was a climax as intense as he had ever had;
and he was doing what he had wanted to do for so long.  He found the
sounds, sensations and even the smells from his ass-fucking was as exciting
as he had dreamed it would be.  And having a young girl doing it willingly
with him was even more exciting and intense.

   When his climax had finally ceased, Terry lay over Anna, his softening
cock still fully embedded inside her and he kissed her lips, letting his
mouth slide slowly down over her chin and neck, then down to cover her
swollen nipple.  He bit it gently and Anna gave a giggle, her hands coming
up his back to clench in his hair.

   "Mmmmmm.  That was lovely," she said, her voice husky, her eyes
half-lidded and sultry.

   Terry moved himself within her and let go of her nipple.  "Sure was," he
said looking down at where they joined.  "I didn't believe it could feel so
good." He raised himself up, his thickness sliding out of her.  He was
covered in a slimy mixture of himself and her mucous.  "Its made a bit of a
mess, though.  I think we need to shower after that." His penis slipped out
of her anus and dangled over her still spread buttocks, a drop of his cum
hanging from its tip before stretching downwards and dropping onto her pale
skin.

   "I guess it has," Anna said, letting her legs slowly ease back onto the
bed, feeling the man's penis sliding wetly over her pubes and finally
resting on her belly.  "Then we can have a swim, hey?"

   Terry pushed himself up from the bed, watching Anna's eyes go up to the
ceiling and looking at them reflected there.  "Then we can come back in
here and watch each other doing things," she said.  "I like that mirror."

   "I've got a couple of other things I want to do with you, honey," Terry
laughed, taking her hand and pulling her up from the bed.  "But I think
this thing will be out of action for a while yet.  You might just have to
do something for me."

   "I don't mind," she answered, her eyes twinkling.  "I'm pretty good at
getting a man up."

   Terry laughed.  "I reckon you are at that," he said, leading her into
the bathroom.



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   Terry swam across to where Anna sat on the edge of the pool.  He moved
in between her legs, the bright pool lights displaying her wet open sex to
him.  He bent his head and kissed her there, his teeth gently nipping the
still swollen labia and his tongue sliding up her hot, slick slit.  He let
his mouth slide up over her wet skin, cool from the pool, tasting her mons,
belly, breasts before moving up her throat, over her chin and onto her
mouth.  Her arms went around his neck as they kissed and his hands grasped
her hips.

   He broke the kiss and looked at the nude youngster.  "You ready to get
fucked again?" he asked her.

   "Are you?" she responded cheekily.

   They had been playing around in the pool for almost half an hour and
Anna had spent much of that time playing with Terry's penis or testicles,
trying to make him get an erection.  He had fingered her and tweaked her
nipples everytime she came within range but he had remained soft, although
they were both enjoying the byplay.  Then she had finally dived underwater
and took him into her mouth, the heat of her such a contrast to the cool
water that it had done the trick.  Anna had stayed under fellating him for
nearly a minute, rubbing her hardened nipples up and down his legs as she
sucked him into hardness.  When she finally surfaced, she had a broad grin
on her face and had swum to the edge of the pool and climbed out, making
sure Terry got a full view of her as she did so.  Then she had sat on the
edge of the pool and spread her legs wide.

   Terry pulled himself up out of the water and knelt on the edge of the
pool with his knees either side of the young girl, forcing her onto her
back, his erection almost touching her face.  "You know I am," he said
laughing.  "You caused it."

   "Would you like me to suck you right off?" she asked, her hand taking
hold of him.

   "I'd rather have another go at your butt...if its not too sore," he
said.

   The girl smiled.  "Its never too sore for that," she said.  "Can we do
it under the mirror...or do you want to do it here?"

   He stood up and took her hand raising her to her feet.  "Inside," he
said, leading her naked across to the bay windows to the bedroom.

   He laid back on the bed and pulled Anna on top of him, her bare body
squirming over his nudity as he kissed her, his hands roving over her
nipples and in between her buttocks and between her legs.  She was wet and
slippery down there, a combination of the pool water and her own discharge.
He was achingly hard, his glans smoothly slick, his testes tight between
his thighs.  He turned Anna onto her back on top of him, one of his hands
tweaking her nipple, the other resting over her mons, his fingers stroking
her stiff clitoris.  His erection was thrusting up between her slim thighs
and they both looked up at their reflection in the overhead mirror.  Once
again, Terry was suddenly aware that he had only a young girl with him. 
Her immature body looked so sexy lying spread out over his much larger
frame and she really did look young, naked like she was.  Yet her sexual
behaviour was that of a much older woman.  He caught her eyes in the mirror
and she smiled as though she was aware of his thoughts.

   Then Anna brought her legs up until they could see her anus reflected
back at them, as well as her widely spread pussy with Terry's fingers
entering into her.  Her buttocks pressed into his soft belly just above his
pubic bone, but she was light on top of him.  He held her, his arm over her
chest and his hand on her nipple, his other across her belly and on her sex
and he let her take control.  She reached beneath her and took hold of his
penis and brought it to her rear entrance, her fingers pressing the glans
at her opening.  Terry watched in the mirror as his manhood was slowly
taken into the youngster's anus, her tight heat engulfing his glans and
then slowly encasing the shaft as she forced herself down onto him.  He
slid into her much more easily because of the slipperyness left from their
first coupling and he was soon fully embedded, her sphincter tight around
the base of his shaft.  His fingers teased her sex, pulling her open and
stroking her stiff clitoris as they watched.  Then Anna began rocking
herself on his belly, her movements causing his penis to slide in and out
of her passage, the friction created quickly making his organ tingle.  She
slowly increased her tempo and they began breathing heavily, their breaths
coming in rasping pants as the girl brought them both towards climax.

   She was the first to go over, her little body shuddering and spasming,
her belly rippling as her orgasm struck her.  Terry could feel her
clenching and unclenching rhymically around his fingers and his cock and it
triggered his own release.  He bucked beneath her, his penis shooting a
powerful burst of semen into her depths.  Anna screamed as she felt his
penis hardening and pounding deeper into her and her body rocked.  Their
movements were uncoordinated and Terry's spurting penis suddenly slipped
out of her, its slimy shaft sliding up over her spread sex and squirting
streaks of his jissom up over her belly and his hands.  He tried to push
himself back into her and slid into her vagina, causing Anna to squeal
again in uncontrolled passion.  Terry held himself tightly up inside her
squirming body, his spurtings slowly easing off as Anna's climax
intensified.  He opened his eyes and watched, holding her as her young body
threshed about on top of him, his penis being squeezed by her entire vagina
as she came.  He had never felt anything like it.

   Finally, exhausted, they were both still, their breathing ragged and
sweat running from them.  Slowly Anna let her legs slide down Terry's until
she was lying fully on top of him.  She turned her head and kissed him, her
tongue slipping easily between his lips and swiping over his.  His
softening penis slowly eased out of her and she gave a sigh as it
eventually slid free.  They lay like that for quite a few minutes, both
enjoying the sleepy afterglow of their love-making.  Terry let his hands
run gently all over the young girl, enjoying the fact no part of her body
was out-of-bounds to him, her nipples, her vagina, her clitoris, her anus
were all his to touch, poke and fondle as he desired.  He watched his hands
touching her intimately in the overhead mirror, the sight so erotic and
still hard to believe it was truly happening.  He gently pulled the soft,
thin hairs on her pubic mound.  "I'm going to cut a couple of these for a
souvenir," he told her smiling.

   Anna giggled.  "Daddy's already cut the first ones for himself," she
said.  "But I'd like you to have some.  I don't mind if I have none
forever," she added.  She watched in the mirror as he twined the strands
around his finger.  "I like having a bare pussy."

   "So, I have discovered, do I," he said, his fingers going down into her
sex and prodding at her vagina.  "I'll cut them off when we finish."

   "It must be nearly time for me to go now," murmured Anna in his ear, her
hands resting on his bare hips.  "I need another shower."

   Terry took his fingers out of her vagina and sat up, bringing her up in
his lap as he did so.  He glanced at his watch and gave a mock groan.  It
was nine-thirty.  He was so tired he was almost pleased the night was
ending...he didn't think he could go again, but he wanted Anna to think he
could.  "I guess we've had it," he said to her, hugging her nude body to
his.  "We've just time for that shower and pubic trim and then I'd better
get you home.  Its been a great evening, Anna.  Thank you."

   The little girl snuggled in his arms and put her hands between her legs
to hold his soft sticky penis.  "Its been great for me, too, Terry.  I love
this." She squeezed his thick member.  "Maybe we can do it again some
time." She then got up from the bed and headed for the bathroom.

   Terry watched her young backside swaying as she walked and then stood up
and followed her.  "I reckon we might be able to do that," he said, not
terribly convincingly, but still hoping she would stay in the group long
enough for him to do so.  He really had enjoyed the new experiences she had
provided for him, but he also wanted to try as many of the kids in the
group as he could and didn't want to get too close to just one at this
stage.  He walked into the bathroom and stepped in under the shower with
her.  He was certainly going to enjoy every minute he was with her, though.
Or any of the kids, for that matter.  He reached for the soap and began
lathering her nubile young form.







   Part 4 : A Weekend with Sue-Lin (the start)









   For the next two days, Terry was in a delightful turmoil.  He had taken
Ralph's advice and not got anyone to share his evenings with, concentrating
on planning for the coming weekend.  Thoughts of Staci and Anna kept him in
a state of almost constant excitement, his penis swelling each time he
thought of the young girls and what they had done with him.  But he could
also feel the tenderness of his organ each time it engorged, a result of
its increased activity - with him having gone from almost total abstinance
and impotency to the incredible over-indulgence of the last two days.  But
as the weekend got closer, he could feel himself invigorating and had no
doubts the youngster he selected to spend the weekend with him would enable
him to perform beyond his wildest fantasies.  He got through the days with
difficulty trying to keep his mind on his job and his clients.  He also
found himself wondering what his clients would think if they knew what he
had been doing - and also wondering whether any of them were part of the
group...and he had many interesting speculations over the two days.  His
whole view on himself and his world had changed.

   Each night, he spent several hours pouring over the album, looking at
the photos of the children, reading their profiles and trying to decide
which one to pick.  He wanted every one of them!  He eventually found
himself drawn to a ten-year-old girl who was part Mexican and part Asian,
the combination giving her an olive beauty that attracted him, especially
her dark, almond eyes that seemed to look out from the photo with sensuous
and experienced sexuality.  She had full, pouty lips and a lithe, olive
skinned body.  He wished she was naked in the photos, but the swimsuit she
wore suggested just a slight swelling in her breasts and a sweetly bulging
pussy.  Her name was Sue-Lin and she enjoyed, amongst many other things,
wet-sex, another sexual pleasure Helen had denied him during their
marriage. His ex-wife had considered anything not 'missionary' as perverted
and the thought of urinating in front of or with or on someone,
'disgusting!!!', was something she found abhorrent.  He had only ever
mentioned it the once.  Now he was free to indulge this fantasy...turn it
into reality with this willing youngster.  The very thought was enough to
make him stiffen.

   Terry found all of the children in the album very sexually exciting and
attractive and it took him quite a few hours to select Sue-Lin.  He found
it really surprising that the young boys also attracted his attention and
caused him arousal as he looked at their photos and read about them.  He
had never thought about having sex with another male or a boy and he found
it quite strange that the young boys held almost as much sexual attraction
as the young girls.  In fact, some of them were as beautiful as the girls
and the thought of touching their varied size genitals, especially when he
saw photos of a couple of them erect, or to hold their balls or fondle
their tight buttocks was as exciting as thinking about the girls.  He would
have to think more about that, but not at this stage, though, and he was
pleased when he settled on Sue-Lin and had made the arrangements.

   A 'Weekend' was in reality just a full day and an overnight.  The group
member picked his or her chosen child up on Saturday morning and retuadn't
read that in the album.

   "Yes.  Cara.  She's just turned six.  Papa hasn't put her in the group
yet.  He plans to next weekend at the gathering," Sue-Lin replied.  Her
voice was pleasantly modulated, in keeping with her mature appearance. 
Terry found it hard to believe she was only ten.  Except for the fact she
was flat chested, with just a slight swelling on her chest, she carried
herself as a young woman.  Her nipples made tiny points on the material of
her shift and Terry liked the way they stuck out so prominantly.  He
realised Sue-Lin was talking about the next group meeting Ralph had
mentioned, next weekend; and realised Cara would be one of the children put
to the members at that function.  He would think about that as it got
nearer.  Right now he had this beautiful young child for his pleasure.

   They got into the car, Sue-Lin throwing her bag into the back and doing
up her seatbelt as Terry got in.  She looked around at the car admiringly
but said nothing.

   "Well," Terry said looking at her.  "What would you like to do, Sue-Lin?
I've got a pool at my place or we could go somewhere else first if you
want? The beach?  The zoo?"

   "Oooh!  I love the beach!" she said, her face lighting up.  She now
looked like an excited ten year old.  "I love swimming in the waves ... 
diving ...  sun-baking."

   Terry laughed and went to start the engine.  "Right.  The beach it is."

   The little girl looked at him and smiled seductively.  "I don't have my
bathers," she said.  "Maybe you could buy me a pair of bikinis?  I've
always wanted a sexy pair of bikinis."

   "That could be arranged.  And could be quite exciting," Terry said,
smiling at her.  "Especially if I get to help you try them on."

   Sue-Lin grinned and nodded cheekily.  "I wouldn't mind," she said.

   He looked downwards at her bare legs.  Her shift was gathered in her
lap. "You got panties on under there?" he asked.

   "You can find out, if you like," she said, raising her hands and
giggling.

   Terry needed no further encouragement.  Even though it was broad
daylight, he knew he could do whatever he wanted and he put his hand on the
youngster's leg and ran it up her inner thigh until he was at the top. 
"Ahah!" he said.  "What's this I can feel?  Is it a little bare pussy?" He
felt the heat emanating from Sue-Lin's nude pubic area.  She was not
wearing panties and he could feel she was already wet.  He cupped her
bulge, his middle finger nestling between her slick labia and feeling her
hot slippery inner core.  The little girl giggled and wriggled herself as
he probed her.  "Let's have a look," he said, his voice suddenly hoarse. 
He pulled up her shift and took his hand away.  The little girl leaned back
in the seat and opened her legs.  Terry looked at the treasure displayed
between them.  She was puffy and glistening with her lubricant already. 
Her labia peeked out from within her slit and he could see the length of
her clitoris lying along the top of the channel between them.  She was
completely hairless, her pubic mound smooth and bare, as were her thighs
and the flesh between them.  "Mmmmm....very nice," Terry murmured huskily.

   "You going to show me your's, now?" Sue-Lin asked him, closing her
thighs and pulling her dress down to cover herself.  Her face was flushed
and her eyes sultry as she looked at him, her full lips slightly parted. 
Her expression was one of a sexually aroused woman and her eyes flickered
over his body.  Terry leaned back slowly and put his fingers to his lips,
her smell tantalising his nostrils and her taste tangy to his tongue as he
licked them, his eyes locked on her's.  Then he slowly lowered his hands
and pulled the waist of his tracksuit down and lifted his tee-shirt.  The
little girl's eyes dropped to his lap as he exposed his erect penis to her
gaze.  He saw them widen and she smiled when she saw him.

   "Mmmmm....very nice..." she mimicked him; and just as appreciatively as
he had done.  "Its nice looking, Terry.  And big.  I like big ones." She
reached out and touched his glans, her touch sending a shiver through him.
She slowly circled the swollen head, then touched right on his slit,
drawing a shiny strand of his leakage away until it seperated and formed a
droplet on the tip of her finger.  She brought the finger up towards her
mouth and, looking into his eyes, licked his essence from it as he had done
to her own.  Her eyes closed and she gave a throaty murmur of approval as
she ran her tongue around her lips as she tasted him.

   Terry felt himself aching with desire for the youngster.  She was so
sensuously exciting; and he'd only just met her.  He suddenly realised he
had thought this about every girl so far and he gave a soft laugh.  Oh how
he was enjoying his new life!  He covered himself up, knowing he was going
to fulfil all of his desires and fantasies and that he had plenty of time
to do the things he wanted.  And he was certainly going to ensure that the
children he enjoyed got as much fun and pleasure as he did.  Sue-Lin wanted
some sexy bikinis; and it was going to be fun buying them for her.  He
squeezed her thigh gently then started the car.



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   "Oooooh!  These are great!  And these!  And these are fabulous!"

   Terry laughed as Sue-Lin riffled through the racks of the tiniest
bikinis he had ever seen, pulling out the ones that caught her eye...what
little there was of them!  She held up three sets and looked at them
critically.  They had driven into the next county on the way to a beach
Terry knew would be reasonably secluded, stopping at a major shopping mall
and finding this exclusive beachwear boutique on the outskirts of the city.
It was most unlikely he would meet anyone he knew this far from home and he
delighted in watching the youngster's excited enthusiasm.  Sue-Lin and he
had listened to music, chatted and joked and kept up a sexual banter from
the time they had left her street.  He told her he had accepted an
invitation to Ralph's for dinner that evening and she seemed very excited
by the prospect of that.  He wondered what the attraction might be in that
for a ten-year-old - he would have considered a dinner party with adults
rather boring when he was ten.  She obviously had been to others there and
knew something he didn't at this stage.  It wasn't something that bothered
him, though.  He reckoned he'd be needing a break around dinner-time with
this stunning young girl to pleasure him throughout the day.  Her sensuous
manner and the way she kept teasing him by either raising her dress or
sliding her hand between her legs each time he looked at her and then
giggling, kept him aroused the entire drive.  It was fortunate he wore
baggy tracksuit pants and a long tee-shirt to hide his erection, which he
had tucked behind the elasticised waistband to keep it a little less
obvious.  Every now and then he had to rearrange himself through his
pockets.

   "Which one do you like, Terry?" Sue-Lin asked him.  She held each one up
for him to inspect.  He looked at them in delight.  The three pairs were
almost non-existant.  The thought of seeing Sue-Lin in any of them was
mind-boggling.  He made out as though he was seriously studying them
critically, but couldn't help the look of amused excitement he was feeling
at seeing the girl in any of them.  "No.  Really," Sue-Lin said when she
realised he was teasing her.  "Which one do you really like?"

   "Okay, honey," he said and studied each set as she held them up.  They
were all just a tiny V of material at the crotch with thonging to tie them,
with matching brassiers that were the same tiny Vs and thonging ties and
shoulder straps.  Two were of a shiny silk, one pink and the other the same
lemon colour as her shift.  The third pair was made of a fine white mesh
with an edging of lace around the thin material of the tiny triangles.  He
imagined her body in that pair.  They were almost transparent.  He was sure
he would be able to see her through them, especially when they got wet.  He
had to put his hands in his pockets to readjust his straining penis.  He
knew Sue-Lin noticed as her smile widened into a grin.

   "Can I help you, sir?"

   The assistant's voice behind him gave him a start and he turned,
flustered.

   "Can I try these on, please?" Sue-Lin asked the young woman, covering
Terry's reaction.

   The shop assistant looked at the girl, then at the bikinis, then at
Terry.  "We don't normally allow..." she began.

   Terry regained his composure and cut in.  "We don't live in these parts
and I certainly won't buy my daughter anything that expensive without her
being totally satisfied," he said firmly.

   "But its not the store's pol..."

   "Fine," Terry interrupted again.  "Put them back, sweetheart.  We'll get
them somewhere else," he said to Sue-Lin, who hung her head disappointedly.

   "Er...wait a minute," the assistant stammered, realising she was going
to lose a sale.  "I guess it'll be all right, seeing as how you live out of
town and all.  We don't normally let people try on swimwear but I'll make
an exception in your case." She smiled encouragingly.

   Terry looked at his 'daughter' and winked, then turned back to the
assistant.  "Lead on to the change-room," he said to her, ushering Sue-Lin
in front of him and following as the assistant turned and took them to the
back of the store and into a short corridor.  There were three little rooms
to the left and one to the right of the entrance archway.  Terry moved to
the last room on the left, checking surrepticiously that the other rooms
were empty.  He held the swinging door open for Sue-Lin to enter the
cubicle and turned and smiled at the assistant.  "Thank you," he said
dismissively.  "We'll let you know our choice." Then he turned back towards
the cubicle and leaned against the wall to wait.

   The assistant stood there awkwardly for several moments, then shrugged
her shoulders and turned and went back into the store.  When she had gone,
Terry gave the swinging door a little push and looked into the cubicle.  He
caught Sue-Lin pulling the shift over her head.  He gave an appreciative
whistle.  The girl's arms were over her head and her whole body was exposed
to his eyes.  She was honey coloured all over, her body slender and smooth.
Her mons veneris bulged out sweetly at the base of her flat belly, her slit
almost hidden in the plump flesh.  Her navel was an indented one, a tiny
criss-cross crease visible within the hollow from her birth.  Her nipples
were pale pink and were tiny conical buds on the gentle swell of her chest,
their aureoles the same colour as the buds themselves.  Sue-Lin giggled
when he whistled and pulled the shift off, holding it dangling as she held
her arms out so he could look at her.

   "You better make sure the lady doesn't catch you perving," she cautioned
cheekily.  "You like what you see?" She turned in a circle, letting her
shift drop and keeping her arms out.  Terry gazed at her flawless skin,
honeyed all the way down her sleek back, over her firm, rounded buttocks,
yet to get their woman's shape and still like a young boy's, and along down
her long legs.  He raised his eyes back up her body as she rotated, his
eyes meeting her's as she fronted him again.

   He moved into the doorway and lowered the front of his track-suit pants,
exposing his hard penis to her.  "Does this answer your question?" he said
hoarsely.  "You are beautiful."

   Sue-Lin looked down at him and licked her lips.  "I'm supposed to be
trying on bikinis," she said, her voice trembling.  "I think you want to
fuck me.  You'd better put that away or I might forget why we are here."
She reached out and took hold of him, her small hand closing around his hot
shaft.  She began slowly rubbing up and down his length, her breathing
quickening in time with his.  He took her nipples between the thumb and
index finger of each hand and gently teased the hard little buds, rolling
them around between his skin.

   "Is everything okay in there?"

   Terry jerked himself away from Sue-Lin's hand, closing the door and
hiding himself at the same time as the assistant poked her head around the
corner of the passage.  Terry nodded at her and turned back to the door. 
"You got a pair on yet, honey?" he asked.

   "Nearly ready, daddy," came back Sue-Lin's breathless answer.

   Terry turned back to the assistant and rolled his eyes as much as to say
'You know how young girls are today' and the woman smiled back knowingly.
"I'll leave you to it then," she said quietly, her voice full of sympathy
for him and disappeared back into the store.  Terry chuckled.  If only she
knew!  He turned back as the cubicle door swung open and he gazed at the
sight before him.

   "I think I like these," Sue-Lin said, holding the door back and letting
his eyes fill with her.

   "Phew!!!" Terry breathed.  "You look absolutely fantastic!  Wow!" She
was wearing the white bikinis, the thin net material leaving very little to
the imagination with the tiny triangles that covered her nipples and her
pudendum.  The pink of her skin showed through the semi-transparent net and
was outlined by the strips of white lace around each triangle.  Thonging
ran from each corner of the triangles and tied at the back, both top and
bottom.  As the youngster turned slowly, Terry saw she was completely nude
from behind apart from the thonging around her hips and upper back. 
"You're going to drive all the guys wild in those!" he told her, thinking
of how any men on the beach (and probably most of the women as well) would
react to seeing her.

   Sue-Lin laughed delightfully.  "Will you mind?" she asked him.  He shook
his head.  "I'm glad," she said.  "I like getting men aroused.  I am what
my daddy calls a 'prick-teaser', but I am a good one - I usually give the
men what they want." She giggled girlishly.  "I know I'm turning you on,"
she said.  "And that's the main thing.  But I also like knowing all the men
who look at me get stiff cocks."

   "They certainly will when they see you in that outfit!"

   "Have you got bathers?" Sue-Lin suddenly asked.  Terry realised he
hadn't.  He never wore them at home and usually wore shorts if he went to
the beach.  He shook his head.  "Well, we'll have to get you a pair," she
said.  "Like mine..."

   "I won't be able to try them on," he laughed, pulling down the top of
his pants again so she could see he as still erect.  She took hold of the
waist of his pants and pulled him into the cubicle.

   "I'll fix that!" she said, and before he had time to react, Sue-Lin was
suddenly crouched in front of him and had the end of his penis in her
mouth, expertly sucking him.  Her tongue swirled around his glans and she
bobbed her head backwards and forwards as she sucked, his swollen knob
gliding down into the tightness of her throat.  He was so excited, he came
almost immediately, his hands clenching Sue-Lin's head as he began
squirting his pent-up semen into her.  The little girl gave a muffled grunt
as he came, her hands gripping his hips and forcing him deeper into her. 
Her swallowing milked his shaft and he groaned as he jerked and spasmed
into her.

   As his climax slowly eased, he became aware of the danger in their
situation.  What if the assistant appeared and caught them!  It would
certainly spoil their weekend!  This thought caused him to pull back from
the little girl, his penis wilting rapidly.

   "There!" Sue-Lin said satisfiedly.  "Now you can try on some bathers."
She stood up and looked up at him, her eyes shining wickedly, her grinning
mouth smeared with his semen.  Terry swung a quick look out of the cubicle
as he covered himself, then, seeing the corridor was empty, turned back to
her and laughed.  "You naughty little vixen!" he said.  "That was a rather
dangerous thing to do.  Very, very nice...but dangerous."

   "I like danger," she retorted.  "And so do you or you wouldn't be here
with me."

   He laughed again.  "You're right," he said.  "Here.  Wipe that goo off
your face before we really do get nicked." He handed her a handkerchief and
she wiped his juices from her lips.

   "Hmmm.  You taste nice," she said handing the handkerchief back.  She
picked up her shift and began putting it on.  Terry ran his hands down her
body as she covered it, letting his fingers trail over her smooth flesh
until he cupped her now covered pubes.

   "I'm looking forward to getting a decent taste of this," he told her.  A
noise in the corridor caused him to let go and he pushed open the door. 
The assistant had come into the corridor and had a look of consternation on
her face and looked past him, her expression relaxing when she saw Sue-Lin
was dressed.

   "We'll take the white pair," Terry told her, looking innocently at her.
He had the feeling she suspected something was going on.  He wondered
whether they had created an obvious smell that she was aware of.

   "I'll wear them," Sue-Lin said, handing the other pairs to the
assistant. "My dad wants a pair of bathers, too," she continued.  "He wants
a bikini as well." The woman looked at him with an unreadable expression on
her face, but Terry just smiled and shrugged his shoulders as though he was
at the mercy of his 'daughter'.  The woman said nothing, just turned and
went back into the store.  Ten minutes later, Terry and Sue-Lin were in the
car again and heading for the beach.



   *************************



   There were few people on the beach as they settled on the sand.  They
spread out the new towels that Terry had bought along with their costumes
and sat on them, both opening the drinks he had brought out of his car
fridge.  The day was sunny and pleasantly warm, the ocean sparkling blue
with a steady swell of waves arcing in towards the white sandy beach. 
There were several people sunning themselves on the sand and another
half-dozen or so swimming in the surf.  The majority were men, although he
could see two women in a group further up the beach towards the car-park,
and a group of children playing at the edge of the water.  Apart from the
area they were in, the rest of the beach stretched away in both directions
and appeared deserted.  This was a beach only used by people from a
not-so-upmarket resort nearby, the most popular beaches being much closer
to the city.  This one suited Terry just fine.  He looked up as Sue-Lin
stood and took off her shift.  In spite of her making him come not so long
before, Terry felt himself stir as he gazed up at her young, perfectly
formed and almost nude body.

   "Come on, lazy-bones.  Get your gear off and come for a swim." She
squatted beside him, her legs apart, the tiny patch of material covering
her pubes stretching tightly and causing her plump flesh to bulge
delightfully out either side.  Her slit was impressed in the material, her
moistness making the net transparent so he could see the pinkness beneath.

   "Stay like that and I won't fit into my bathers...what little there is
of them!" he chided.

   "I'll have to suck you off again, then.  Won't I?" she responded
cheekily, looking down at herself but not closing her legs.

   Terry laughed and pulled his tee-shirt off.  The sun was warm on his
bare skin.  He felt the youngster's eyes sweep over his tanned, smooth
muscular body and he was grateful that he'd always kept himself in shape -
although from what Ralph and the other girls he had had had said, the kids
didn't really mind who they were with.  They had grown up knowing they
would have sex with whoever wanted it with them.  Age and looks were
unimportant.  But he was still glad he had a good body and thought the kids
would also appreciate it.  He pulled his track-pants off, the air cool
around his sweaty legs.

   "Phweet, pheew!" Sue-Lin whistled appreciatively and Terry laughed and
looked down at himself.  The bikinis Sue-Lin had chosen for him were little
more than a g-string.  He filled the pouch to bulging, the material a soft,
suede-like fabric that showed his genitals quite clearly, two large spheres
in the pouch beneath the thick slug of his penis outlined above.  It only
covered him fully when he was soft.  If he got an erection there was no way
the pouch would contain him.  And semi-erectness would cause it to
gape...all conditions Sue-Lin had caused while he was trying them on.  In
spite of his protestations that they could both get arrested if she mucked
up on the beach with him dressed(?) in the skimpy costume, she insisted he
buy and wear them, just for her.  And he did.

   Terry stood up and ran his hands down his body, adjusting himself in the
soft pouch as he did so.  His sparse pubic hair was almost fully uncovered,
just a thong running up between his buttocks to join the elastic waist
thonging at the V of his buns.  He was as nude from the back as Sue-Lin. 
The youngster stood up beside him and they walked towards the sea.  He was
conscious of the eyes of the people on the beach and in the water swinging
towards them.

   "I wonder if they think we're dad and daughter?" the girl said softly, a
giggle in her voice.  "A very sexy dad with his very sexy daughter." She
started to run as they got closer to the water and he feasted his eyes on
the delightful view of her bared buttocks as they flexed and vibrated with
her movements.  Then he followed her and they both dived in through the
breaking waves, the cold water causing them both to gasp and surface in a
laughing, spluttering splash.  The next twenty minutes was spent in
body-surfing, diving and swimming, their almost naked bodies flashing in
the sunlight as they cavorted, both of them giving over to the exhileration
of the turbulent and invigorating waves.

   Finally Terry had had enough.  His genitals ached from the cold and he
knew he had shrivelled up down there; which he didn't consider a bad thing
as he had to get back to his towel in view of the other beach goers. 
Sue-Lin surfaced beside him and he told her he was going ashore.  She had
also had enough and they both headed inshore.  As they rose out of the
water, Terry caught sight of a man half-lying on the beach prod the guy
either side of him and the three sat up to watch them.  He looked down at
the youngster beside him and realised why.  It was as he had thought when
he had first seen her bikinis.  The net material had become fully
transparent and Sue-Lin's pointed nipples were clearly visible.  The white
lace around the triangles of net seemed to be a frame around them, drawing
attention to them like a magnet.  He couldn't see her pubes from the angle
he was looking at her, but he had no doubt that that would be the same.  It
would appear as though she was just wearing triangles of white lace around
her pussy and nipples.  No wonder the men were staring!  He glanced down at
himself and realised it was almost as bad for him.  The wet material clung
to his sex like a second skin and his flesh could be seen against the thin
material, his glans quite distinctly pink compared to the light fawnish
colour of his shrunken shaft.  Even the ends of his pubic hairs were
visible where they touched against the material.  He casually swung his
hands in front of himself as he walked up the beach, the sense of daring
and exposure he was feeling rather exciting in spite of the vulnerability
he felt.  He was rather thankful there were only a handful of people on the
beach, though.  Sue-Lin didn't share his tiny insecurity and walked
unconcernedly up the beach as though she was fully dressed, no doubt
enjoying the men's eyes upon her.  Terry noticed the men shifting, their
hands between their legs readjusting themselves and he smiled.  Two of the
men laughed coarsely, obviously to an obscene comment from the other.

   They reached their belongings and picked up their towels to dry off. 
Then they both spread them down and laid out full length on them, Terry
lying raised on his elbow with his head resting on his hand, his back
towards the men and facing Sue-Lin.  She lay on her back, her eyes closed
and he let his eyes wander over her.  Her chest was almost flat, just the
beginnings of the swell that would become her breasts beneath the bra.  Her
nipples jutted up against the material, stiff from the cold of the sea. 
Her belly was flat and her pubic mound jutted up at its base, the tiny
triangle of her bikini bottoms just covering the swell.  He leaned up
higher so he could look between her legs and, although the material was
drying quickly, her little pussy was still visible beneath the netting.  It
must have been fully visible to the men as she walked up the beach wet, he
realised.

   "You still like it?"

   He glanced up and saw the girl looking at him looking at her and he
smiled, his hand going to her thigh.  "Do I ever," he growled.  He brought
his hand up her leg until his fingers were at the edge of the lace.  He
arranged himself so the men behind couldn't see what he was doing, then he
pulled the tiny triangle of material to the side, exposing her sex.  "You
see how you like this," he said, his finger sliding into her tightness. 
Sue-Lin stiffened as he entered her, her hips lifting slightly and she
moaned softly.

   "Mmmmm......That's nice....." she murmurred as he began stroking deep
inside her, feeling her slick wetness and heat against his cold finger. 
His other fingers ran along the edge of her slit, her skin cool to his
touch.  She began grinding her hips as he moved and he felt her vagina
contracting rhythmically around his finger in time with his stroking.  Her
chest rose and fell rapidly as her breathing quickened and he squeezed her
clitoris between his other fingers as he felt her tightening on the one
inside her.  Her juices squelched as his movements became more intense and
then she squealed as she began jerking her hips up to him.  He couldn't
stop himself from pressing his fingers hard against her and bringing his
face down on top of her bared pudendum, his mouth covering her mound and
his searching fingers.  Sue-Lin's fingers clutched his hair as she thrust
up strongly at him, her orgasm powerfully intense.  Then she held herself
tight and still for a long moment, then slowly relaxed back onto the towel,
her fingers twining in his hair, her vagina relaxing around his finger, her
lubricants oozing out of her onto his hand.

   Slowly he raised his head and slid his finger from within her, rubbing
her juices around her labia before easing the tiny covering back over her
treasure and lying back on his towel, still facing her.  He gazed down at
her as she gathered her senses.  He wondered whether the men behind him had
any idea what had just happened.  In one way, he hoped they had and were
all sitting there with hardons envying him his luck!  He was suddenly aware
his own penis had stiffened and was sticking out of its inadequate pouch,
almost its entire length poking up above the elastic waist band.  He didn't
bother trying to fit it back under its covering as there was no way it
would fit.  He was stuck like that for a while at least - not that he
minded.

   "Mmmmm, Terry.  That was delicious," Sue-Lin said after a while, her
voice slurred.  She looked up at him.  "But its made me want to pee!" she
giggled.

   Terry realised his chance.  "Oh?  Er...in your resume it says you like
peeing games," he began nervously.  "Its one of the main reasons I chose
you.  Apart from your beauty, of course" he added hastily.  "Anyhow.  I've
always wanted to have someone piss on me, to maybe even drink it; and have
them do the same with me." He felt himself blushing, but at the same time,
becoming more and more aroused at the thought of what he was after.  He
looked at her.

   "I'd like that, Terry," she said, sitting up.  "Daddy always does it
with me and Cara.  Besides, you can do anything you want, you know," she
admonished him.  He grinned sheepishly, but his heart skipped. 
"Where....?" she asked him, looking around.  "Here?"

   "Not here," he laughed, not knowing if she was just pulling his leg or
being serious.  "Can you hold on while we go for a walk up the beach?"

   "If we hurry," she giggled standing up and rearranging her bikini
bottoms where he had disturbed them.  As Terry stood, he brought his towel
up and wrapped it around himself, but not before the youngster had noticed
his penis poking out at her.  She gave a whoop of delight and made to pull
the towel away before dashing away and up the beach.  Terry gave chase, the
towel not sitting well around his hips and he just let it flap from his
hand once they were away from the other people, running with his erection
bouncing up and down as he trailed after the near-naked nymphet.

   She finally slowed down after several hundred yards and the people back
where they had been lying were just shimmering shapes in the distance. 
Then she turned to face him, her hands on her hips as he came jogging up.

   "This far enough?" she asked him.  When he nodded it was, she undid her
top and then her bikini bottoms and dropped them on the sand, standing nude
in front of him.  "That feels better," she pronounced, raising her arms and
twirling around.

   "It looks better, too," Terry agreed.  "Although I must admit that
bikini is a real turn on."

   "So's your's," she said.  "But I'd like you to take it off, too."

   Terry hooked his fingers in the thong sides of his bikini and stripped
them down, letting them drop to his ankles.  His penis, which had
eventually subsided as he ran along the beach, curved in an arc from his
groin, slowly coming erect again as he looked at the young girl.  She gazed
at him, finally seeing all of him and she took a deep breath and licked her
lips.

   "Boy, Terry.  You are really nice looking.  Your balls are big and I
really like it when they hang right down like your's do.  I reckon it must
feel great to be a man and have those things dangling between your legs."
She put her hand between her own legs.  "I really have to pee," she said
plaintively.  "What do you want to do?"

   "I'd like you to pee on me.  Can you start and stop?" he asked her. 
When she nodded, he said, "I'd like you to start standing over me and
pissing onto my cock.  Then kneel over my chest and do some more, then
maybe over my mouth and face.  Okay?"

   Sue-Lin smiled.  "Lovely," she said as he lay down on the sand on his
back.  His penis was rock-hard again and the girl straddled over him, her
fingers spreading herself.  Terry gazed up at her, his eyes fastened on her
open sex.  A trickle of liquid suddenly came out, turning quickly into a
steady stream that rained down onto him, her urine splashing over his lower
body and running ticklishly down between his legs.  She rotated her hips,
directing the flow onto his glans and running it down the length of his
shaft.  Terry groaned with pleasure as he watched her.  Then he saw her
thigh muscles tighten and the flow slowed to a stop and Sue-Lin walked up
over his body until she was straddling his chest.  She squatted, her legs
spreading wide apart, her pussy aimed towards his face.  He put his arms
above his head, resting on his hands to raise his head to watch her.  His
heart was thumping in his chest.  Her sex was so clean looking, her fingers
holding herself wide open, and he saw her labia and clitoris glistening
from the liquid that had washed over them.  The aperture to her vagina was
slightly parted and he could just see the darkness inside her passage.  Her
urethral opening was distended and as he watched, her fluid began flowing
again, starting off as a trickle and quickly becoming a more forceful flow.
It splashed onto his chest, the girl aiming herself at each of his nipples.
Droplets splashed on to his face and he could smell the tangy scent coming
from her.  Her urine coursed down his body in streams, down each side of
his chest and down his sloping belly, a pool of it filling his navel.  It
was warm as it struck him and cooled rapidly as it trailed over his skin.

   Once again, the girl stopped the flow and she looked at him quizzically.
"Do you want me to finish on your face, Terry?" she asked him, her voice
breathlessly husky.  "Do you want to drink some?"

   He looked at her sex then up her nude body to meet her eyes.  His penis
was so tight!  It was an incredible sensation having one of his wildest
fantasies coming true so willingly with this incredibly sexual
ten-year-old. "I'd love to," he croaked, his eyes fixed on her gaping pussy
as she wriggled her way upwards until she was positioned only inches above
his mouth.  Terry brought his hands from beneath his head and put them on
the top of her thighs, his fingers curving over her legs, his thumbs at the
edge of her vagina, pulling her labia back towards her groin.  "Piss on
me," he groaned and the youngster immediately complied, her pee squirting
out and spraying over his face.  It was hot and pungent and it splashed
into his mouth and up his nostrils.  He tasted her and he liked it.  He
slowly raised his head until his open mouth covered her and she was
urinating straight into him.  He tongued her as he swallowed the essence
she was discharging for him.  The musky creamy taste of her inner juices
mixed with tart acidity of her waters and he was almost overcome with the
explosion of his senses.  Her flesh was hot against his lips and he gulped
her down, feeling the hot liquid all the way into his belly.  Sue-Lin
arched her back and thrust herself down harder onto him, rubbing herself
over his lips and chin as he drank.

   Finally the flow ceased and Terry slowly lowered his head from her, his
breathing ragged.  He was saturated, her urine dripping from him, his hair
and his skin.  The girl took hold of his head and leaned down to look into
his face.

   "Was it as good as you had hoped?" she asked him softly.

   Terry ran his hands up her slender body and stroked her stiffened pink
nipples.  "Unbelievable!" he breathed.  "Absolutely unbelievable!" He
looked into her sex.  "I think I could switch from beer to that with no
problem!" he laughed.  "As long as it came on tap!"

   Sue-Lin giggled and lowered herself to wriggled her vulva on the point
of his chin.  "Am I going to get a drink as well?" she asked him, her hand
going behind her to take hold of his erection.  He jumped as her fingers
wrapped around his shaft just below his glans.  In answer, Terry released
his bladder, sending a stream of urine squirting out and splashing onto
Sue-Lin's back.  He immediately clenched his buttocks and stopped the flow,
laughing at the look of feigned shock on the girl's face.  She squeezed his
glans.  "That was sneaky," she told him.  "Do you want to do it on me or in
me?" she asked him.  "Or do you want me to drink it?"

   Terry's penis jerked in her hand as she spoke, his excitement building
with her words.  "All of it," he said hoarsely.

   The girl wriggled herself down his naked body until her buttocks were
over his shaft.  She raised herself up on her knees and pointed his penis
up towards her, his glans only an inch or so below her spread genitals. 
"I'd like to go down on you while you pee, Terry," she said, her voice
trembling.  "I'd like to put this inside me.  I want you to fuck me." She
looked at him, her almond eyes burning with lust.  "Please?" she whispered.
"Now."

   Lying flat out on his back, Terry let himself go, feeling his piss
starting to flow.  He watched as the yellow liquid squirted up from the end
of his shaft in a thick stream, splashing onto the smooth silky flesh of
the youngster straddling him.  It splashed back from her onto himself and
the sight and feeling were incredibly erotic.  Then she slowly lowered
herself downwards, his spouting glans coming closer and closer to her until
he felt her smooth heat starting to engulf him.  She didn't pause as he
came against her but held him firmly in her hand and slid herself downwards
over him.

   "Keep pissing," she moaned, her head tossing in ecstacy.  "Don't stop,
Terry...don't stop.."

   Terry felt himself encased in her tight, silken sheath, his penis still
squirting his liquid into her, filling her.  Then it began being forced out
of her, squelching around his shaft as she began rocking herself up and
down upon him.  Urine sprayed over them both from where they joined and
Terry lost control of his sensations.  He could feel his sexual excitement
building rapidly, the relaxing of his bladder also relaxing the usual
tightness preceding ejaculation.  His lower body seemed to be a masss of
tingling, pulsating nerves and he felt himself to be out of control. 
Suddenly, pleasure erupted deep within him and his body bucked and heaved
as he climaxed.  He felt as though he was shooting thick wads of power out
from within him into the young girl's bucking, writhing body.  He was only
dimly aware of her shrieking as she rode him, of his penis thrusting into
her very depths, of his ejaculating and the slickness that coated them
both. He was taken over by his orgasm, giving himself over to the pleasure
of his fantasy.  It seemed to go on and on, his body losing all sense of
time and place.

   It was several minutes before he slowly regained them, becoming aware of
the girl lying on him, of his penis still encased within her tightness, of
the heat of the sun and sand and the sound of the waves breaking on the
shore.

   "Boy oh Boy!" he gasped.  "That was really out of this world!" He hugged
the girl's nude body to him.  She pressed into him lovingly, her response
muffled against his chest.  They lay like that for several more minutes,
enjoying the intimacy they had shared.

   Then Terry felt warmth spreading from where they were still joined,
spreading up over his belly.  It wasn't until he felt the tickles down his
groin that he realised what was happening and he laughingly grunted. 
Sue-Lin raised her head and looked at him, her expression cheeky.  "You
like that?  It feels good to pee with you still in me." Terry began
urinating inside her and Sue-Lin 's grin widened when she felt it.  "Don't
do it all in me," she warned him.  "You said I could drink some."

   "You'd really like to?" he said, surprised she still wanted to.

   "Of course I do, silly," she chided him and sat up.  She slowly eased
herself up off him and his softening penis fell out of her with a
squelching 'plop', landing wetly on his belly with a stream of frothy
fluids that poured out from her, a mixture of his urine and sperm and her
own juices.  She scrabbled down his body until her face was over his penis.
She took hold of his spongy organ and turned it towards her mouth. 
"Whenever you're ready," she said looking up at him, then she opened her
mouth expectantly.  Terry watched himself start pissing again, this time
his urine squirting at the pretty youngster's mouth.  She took several
mouthfuls, swallowing and letting the stream play over her lips and chin
and then she took him into her mouth and drank directly from him, her
sucking and swallowing making Terry's supersensitive glans swell again. 
Sue-Lin didn't spill a drop, swallowing all that he could produce until he
had no more and his flow ceased.  She still kept him inside her mouth and
swirled her tongue over him, cleaning him.  When she felt she had completed
that, she took hold of him and began licking all over his penis, cleaning
their combined juices off him before they dried.

   When she was finished, she looked back up at him.  He looked at her and
smiled lazily.  Her face was smeared with their body fluids and he could
feel his skin crackling as the mixture dried on him.  "I think its time for
another swim, don't you?"

   They slowly seperated and stood up, their legs still rather shaky. 
Terry pulled the youngster to him, folding his arms around her nudity. 
"Thanks," he said as he nuzzled her neck.

   "My pleasure," she responded, her arms around his hips.  "I hope that
isn't all?" she commented.

   Terry squeezed her tightly and laughed.  "Honey, this is just the
beginning of a beautiful weekend.  I intend to fuck you until I can't go
again.  That's a promise."

   Sue-Lin squirmed her flat breasts against his soft genitals.  "It better
be!" she said, then cupped his testes.  She leaned back and looked at the
eggs resting in her hands.  "I want these to be empty when you take me home
tomorrow," she said seriously.  Then she squeezed them gently and let them
go, pulling away from him and skipping towards the sea.  "If they aren't,
I'll tell my dad to beat you up," she called back over her shoulder,
splashing into the surf.  Terry laughed in exhileration and raced in after
her, grabbing her glistening honey-coloured body and tumbling them both
into the breaking waves.





   Part 5 : A Weekend with Sue-Lin (the middle)





   "Jesus I feel great!" Terry cried out as he fell back onto the hot sand.
He looked up at Sue-Lin.  The youngster was facing the sea, her arms above
her head, lifting her tangled hair up like a model from a magazine.  Her
naked body glistened with drops of sea-water, white spots showing on her
honey coloured skin where salt was left after the water evaporated.  Her
nipples were stiff from the cold water, sticking out prominently from her
flat chest.  Her legs were spread and he could see her slit between them
and the lighter coloured crease between her buttocks.  He felt his penis
stirring again as he gazed at his young weekend lover.

   "I'm thirsty again," he said and the Asian-Mexican girl turned towards
him, her dark, almond eyes twinkling as she saw his thickening organ.

   "But there's nothing to drink," she said teasingly.  "Our drinks are
back with our things." She looked away to where they had left from, where
the other beach-goers were, just a haze in the distance.  They were alone.
She looked back at him.  "How thirsty are you?" she asked, lifting her foot
and nudging his penis with her toe.

   "I'm dying of thirst," he replied, his eyes focusing on her sex.  "I
need a drink right now." He sat up, feeling the hot dry sand tickling as it
fell from his skin.  She was standing between his spread legs, her groin
just below his face.  He ran his hand up the inside of her leg into the
heat of her bare crotch.  "Here is the source," he said, his finger
stroking between her labia and over her urethral opening.  "The fountain of
youth."

   "And what is this the fountain of," she laughed, putting her foot on his
now erect penis.  Once again, Terry was amazed at this young girl's
maturity.  Her spontaneity and her sexual awareness of his desires was
quite remarkable in one so young.  No matter what he said or did, she
seemed to get delight from pleasing him and doing as he wanted.  His
impotency was certainly a thing of the past.  He was like a horny teenager
again, with the lovely youngsters he now had access to.  The sand on her
foot scratched his skin, not unpleasantly.

   He wrapped his hands around her rounded buttocks and pulled her on to
his mouth.  He pressed his lips over her swollen pubes, his tongue slipping
between her folds and searching her inner flesh.  He could taste the salt
water mixed in with her taste and his combined inside her.  A wet warmth
suddenly flowed into his mouth and the acidy taste of her urine over-rode
the other tastes.  Her smell filled his nostrils and he moaned as he gulped
her fluid.  It trickled out of his mouth and ran in tickling rivulets down
his skin, warm against his sea-cooled body.  He could feel it dribbling
around his genitals, dripping from his tightly shrivelled scrotum.  He
pulled her in tighter against him, forcing her sex open with his mouth to
take as much of her as he could into him.  Sue-Lin's hands were clutched in
his hair, encouraging him to press harder against her.

   He could hear her gasping and her flow eased off; but she kept him
pressing into her.  Then her body began shuddering and Terry realised she
was reaching her orgasm...that she was truly enjoying what they were doing.
He swallowed the last of her urine and pushed his tongue inside her as far
as it could go.  Her inner taste was so sweet after the acidity of her
waters and he sucked and lathed her as her body shook and her little
squeals of delight told him he was doing right.

   Finally the little girl pulled his head away from her groin and leaned
back, looking down at him.  "You do that the best of anyone, Terry," she
said, her voice husky.  "Even better than my dad."

   "Thank you, sweetheart.  I like doing it to you.  And I love drinking
from you." He wiped his hand over his mouth then over the streaks of urine
shining on his nude body.

   "Do you need to pee?" Sue-Lin asked, squatting in front of him and
taking hold of his stiffness.  He was sandy and she brushed the dry sand
off him.  "You need a wash," she said, looking at him.  "You've got sand
stuck around your rim."

   "You can wash me," Terry said, leaning back on his hands.  He let a
gentle trickle of urine from his bladder and it flowed out of his penis and
down over the little girl's hand.  She giggled with pleasure and began
washing the sand off him with it.  When it was cleaned, she lowered her
mouth and engulfed his glans.  Terry groaned as her heat surrounded him and
he relaxed his bladder control, allowing the remains of his pee squirt out
at normal pressure.  He watched Sue-Lin swallowing, some of his urine
dribbling out of her mouth, splashing onto the sand between his legs.  She
brought her hands up under his scrotum, stroking and fondling the
still-contracted bulge.  Her fingers caressed up between his buttocks and
he felt her teasing his anus.  His excitement began building and his flow
of urine had ceased but Sue-Lin kept on sucking and rolling her mouth
around his glans.  He arched his back, his head going up, as he felt the
familiar sensations of his climax building to breaking point.  Then the
waves of pleasure hit, jerking his body and causing him to cry out.  In
spite of his previous climaxes, he felt his seed driving up from his testes
and squirting into the girl's waiting mouth.

   Sue-Lin sucked harder when she felt his sperm come, suctioning the
swollen glans like sucking on a bottle to encourage all of his discharge to
come out for her.  She loved its taste and texture, the thick syrup a part
of her life from as far back as she could remember.  Feeling it coming out,
seeing and touching it, was the most erotic part of sex for her; and
knowing she was the one making the man come, whether by sucking,
masturbating or fucking him, increased her own pleasure.  She pressed a
hand into her bare groin and felt her own tingling pleasure - not a climax,
but just as nice.  Finally, when Terry had fallen back in relaxed satiation
onto the sand, Sue-Lin released his softening penis and crawled up over the
man's sprawled nudity.  She held his essence in her mouth and she pressed
her lips to his.  Terry opened his mouth at her touch, his tongue
automatically going between her lips.  She felt him stiffen beneath her as
she let his sperm slide into his own mouth, then he wrapped his arms
tightly around her, pressing her lithe nudity to him and they swilled the
thick fluid between their mouths, both finally partaking of his seed.

   They lay embraced for several minutes, the sound of the sea and the
distant cry of sea-gulls a backdrop to their satisfaction.

   "I guess we'd better soon go," Terry finally said.

   "Mmmmmm.  Its so nice here," the young girl murmurred, half asleep.

   "We've got a fair way to travel and a dinner party to go to tonight," he
reminded her, his hands slipping into the valley between her buttocks and
pulling them apart.  She wriggled herself on him.

   "Do that and we won't go too far," she said, nestling her head against
his.

   Terry laughed and slapped her buttock gently.  "I couldn't do anything
if I wanted to," he said.  "It'll take a while before I'll be able to use
it.  You've worn me out."

   "I'm glad...and I'm not glad," she said, pushing herself up and off of
him.  "I'm going to have to have another swim."

   Terry stood up and brushed himself down.  "Me too," he said, taking her
hand.  She leaned in and they embraced before walking arm in arm down to
the sea.



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   It was almost three o'clock when they arrived back at Terry's place. 
They had driven back from the beach in the bikini's they had bought, the
top down on his car and enjoying the stares they got from other cars on the
road.  More than a few truck drivers leaned on their air-horns and ogled
out of their windows as they passed.  As they got nearer to their hometown,
though, Terry raised the roof to prevent the chance of drawing attention to
their near nude state.  They had also stopped off at a Burger Takeaway for
lunch just after leaving the beach and had had to try very hard not to
laugh at the amazed expression on the serving boy's face when he gave them
their order.  He was looking over Terry's side of the car and seeing
Sue-Lin almost fully nude.  His eyes had almost popped out of his head and
he had turned crimson.  They had laughed for the next five miles until they
both had tears running down their faces.  Terry pulled into a road-side
stop to eat their meal, then, after a little bit of fondling and cuddling
for dessert, they continued on to Terry's place.

   Sue-Lin was excited when she saw the pool.  "Can I have a swim instead
of a shower, Terry?" she asked, jumping out of the car, as Terry pulled up
in front of his house.

   "Sure, honey," he replied, getting out and walking over to check the
security system just inside his front door.  Seeing all was okay, he closed
the door and walked back to the car.  "You don't need your costume...what
there is of it!  Swim nude." He stepped out of his g-string as he spoke and
tossed it at her and walked around to her side.  "I go nude most of the
time here.  Its very private."

   "Good," Sue-lin said, stepping out of her bikini bottoms and removing
the top.  She dropped them with Terry's on the front seat then shut the
door.  She rubbed herself between the legs.  "I'm all itchy from sand and
salt," she said, looking up at him.

   "There's an outside shower over there if you want to wash your pussy. 
Come on, I'll do it for you." Terry took the nude youngster's hand and led
her through to the pool area.  He adjusted the shower to warm and Sue-Lin
stepped under.  Terry knelt in front of her, splashes of water striking his
body.  He put his hands to Sue-Lin's sex, gently spreading her with finger
and thumb and cupping water into her with his other hand.  He carefully
washed out the sand that had collected in the folds of her labia, feeling
the gritty particles easily against the smoothness of her flesh.  He
watched the girl's clitoris stiffen and lengthen as he touched her, the
tiny penile organ poking from under its hood like a shy little animal. 
When he could no longer feel any sand inside her, he took hold of her
clitoris and gently pushed the hood back, running his finger around the bud
to ensure there was no sand trapped in the crease around it.  Sue-Lin gave
a tremor as his finger slid around and over her most sensitive part.  Terry
leaned in under the water and kissed the little nub, then leaned back and
looked up at her.  "All done!" he declared and stood up, his penis
semi-tumescent and curving outwards in a thick arc.

   Sue-Lin pushed her wet hair back from her face and looked down at him.
She smiled.  "I thought you said it'd be a while before you'd be able to do
anything," she said, reaching out and taking hold of him.  "Mmmm...I love
it when its spongy like this." She squeezed him in her fist and felt him
stiffening more.

   "I can probably get an erection, honey, but I doubt I'll be able to do
anything with it...if I want to do more with you tonight.  It takes us old
guys a bit of time to recuperate.  I mean, I've come...what?...three times?
No.  Four times.  Four times and its still afternoon!  Two weeks ago I
would never have thought I could get it up, let alone come off, once a
week!"

   "Really?" Sue-Lin asked.  "You're not old!  You're only about as old as
my dad and he does it at least four times every day of the week, sometimes
more."

   Terry was curious.  "With you?"

   Sue-Lin gave one of her tinkling laughs.  "No, silly!  Once with me,
once with my sister, once with my brother, Gnyuen, and at least once with
my mother, usually while we watch videos or tv.  Sometimes he'll do it to
her while we have breakfast, if he's not had enough with me or Ngyuen
before hand.  He only does it with Cara in the afternoons, after she has
been to school." she told him matter-of-factly, as though it was the most
normal thing in the world.

   Terry was flabbergasted.  "Wow!  And you all watch each other and that?"

   Sue-Lin looked surprised.  "Of course.  Oh...I forgot.  You haven't been
to a gathering yet, have you?  Every new member has to do it in front of
everyone else and we often perform displays and exhibitions at parties and
make movies and that sort of stuff.  It doesn't bother us." She looked at
him and smiled.  "We were almost doing it in front of other people today,
weren't we?"

   Terry grinned and nodded, realising she was right and he had enjoyed it.
He remembered Ralph saying something about 'performing at the gathering'
and now he knew what he meant.  He wondered briefly how he was going to go
fucking a youngster in front of the group, then realised he had no choice
so there was no point in worrying about it.

   During this conversation, Terry's penis had softened, even though
Sue-Lin still held it.  "Do you want me to wash the sand off you, Terry?"
she asked him, pulling him in under the shower.

   Terry let himself relax under the warm stream and watched as the little
girl washed around his penis and scrotum and up between his buttocks.  He
could feel the sand grating slightly as she eased it away.  She spent time
on his scrotum, which was now hanging softly between his thighs and she
made sure all the sand was removed before moving up along his penis.  The
touch of her fingers caused him to stiffen again and by the time she was
ready to clean his shaft, it was sticking upright from his groin.  Sue-Lin
gently pulled back his foreskin, exposing a thin band of sand beneath the
rim of his glans.  She carefully washed it away, checking in his slit as
well to ensure it was clean.

   "Okay.  Turn round and bend over," she said and Terry looked at her in
surprise.  "You've got sand on your backside," she said.  "Turn around and
bend over."

   Terry did as he was told and suddenly felt a flush of embarrassment as
he bent over and spread his legs, exposing his anus to the young girl.  He
was surprised.  They had done so many things together, as he had with the
other little girls; and he thought he had overcome any fear or
embarrassment in his dealings with them.  Yet, here he was, blushing
because the little girl who had pissed on him and he had pissed in and on,
was looking at his butt?!!  It was quite a revelation.  He felt her fingers
washing the sand from the creases under his buttocks, then the crease
between them.  He jumped when her fingers finally stopped on his anus and
Sue-Lin smacked him and giggled.

   "You shy?" she asked him.  "I bet you like to look into little girl's
bottoms?  Do you like to do it to them in there as well?  So how come you
get shy when a girl looks at you?  You've got a very nice bottom." She
pulled him slightly apart as she spoke and Terry realised what she was
saying was quite true.  He was really being silly.  There was no place for
embarrassment or holding back as a member of the group.  No place.  He
relaxed, then, and let himself enjoy the feel of her fingers on him.  He
was extremely sensitive on the smooth skin at the entrance into his anus
and the grains of sand sticking to him felt like prickles as Sue-Lin teased
them away from his skin, her fingers bringing water onto his opening.  He
couldn't help a grunt as she put her fingers further into his sphincter and
pulled him wider, running a water-slickened finger around the perimeter of
his anus to check it was clean of grit.  He felt a sense of disappointment
when her fingers finally withdrew and she gave him another slap on his
buttock and stepped from under the water, leaving him still bent over.

   "You coming for a swim?" she asked him, shaking her wet hair and
skimming the water off her breasts and belly.  She looked beautiful
standing there, glistening in the sunlight and Terry let his eyes travel
slowly over her.

   "I'll get us a couple of 'real' drinks," he said smiling.  "We can't
live on piss alone."

   "Okay," she laughed.  "But I'll drink it just for the hell of it!" she
quipped before turning away.

   Terry turned off the shower and stood there to watch his prepubescent
lover running towards the pool and executing a perfect dive into its
crystal clear water.  He watched her nude body shimmering beneath the
water, ripples of sunlight streaking over her as she swam underwater across
the pool's width.  He then turned towards the house for the drinks.  There
were only a couple of hours before they were due at Ralph's place for
dinner and he wanted to make the most of that time with this sexy young
girl.



   ****************************



   Terry swam up to where Sue-Lin was sitting on the edge of the pool, her
feet dangling in the water.  She was drinking straight out of her bottle of
Coke and he eyed the way her pert little nipples jutted out from her chest
as she threw her head back to drain the bottle.  They were stiff and
wrinkled from her time in the pool, looking quite a deal darker against her
creamy skin because they had tightened.  Her body was covered in tiny
goose-bumps.  He could even see them on her mons and pubes.  He came up to
her, his hands spreading her thighs so he could come between them.

   "Aaahhh!  Your hands are cold!!!" she squealed as he slid them up to the
top of her legs.  She laughed and tried to wriggle away but Terry held her
down, his eyes fastened on her sex, watching it open and close as she
struggled as though its centre was winking at him.

   "You've got a beautiful looking pussy that's winking at me," he told her
and she stopped wriggling and looked down at herself.  She put her coke
down and moved her hands into her groin and pulled herself up and open.

   "What do you mean?" she asked, trying to see inside herself.

   Terry laughed.  "I meant when you were thrashing your legs around I kept
getting glimpses of your pussy lips and inside you.  It looked like it was
winking at me, telling me to get in there."

   Sue-Lin looked at him, her almond eyes suddenly sultry.  "Anytime you
want to, Terry.  I'm always ready."

   "I know that," he declared.  "You'd wear me out in no time if I did it
everytime you were ready.  Thankfully there are other ways to satisfy." His
fingers moved into her still held-opened sex, gently caressing around the
smooth slick skin of her vaginal entrance.  "Lie back, honey and lift your
knees."

   "Oooooohhh...." Sue-Lin moaned as Terry slid his finger into her as she
laid back on the pool surround.

   Terry looked at her, seeing her young body arching back, her buttocks
raised by the lifting of her knees to expose her brown anus.  He stood at
the edge of the pool, his face level with her sex.  "Spread your knees," he
told her, his finger sliding fully inside her.  He brought his other hand
up and moistened his finger.  Then he began to push it into her anus,
turning his finger upwards to rub against the one in her vagina.  There was
little resistance through her sphincter and his finger slid easily into her
bowels.  He heard her groan as he began rubbing his fingers backwards and
forwards against each other through the walls of her passageways.  She
began clenching and unclenching her buttocks in rhythm with his movements
and he could feel both openings pulsating around his fingers.  He worked
his fingers faster and faster, watching them slipping in and out of her
body.  He could see her writhing and gasping for breath as he teased her
higher and higher.  Then he felt her climax beginning and he jammed his
fingers as deep into her as hard as he could and Sue-Lin squealed in
ecstacy as her orgasm swept over her.

   The sight of the youngster bucking and screwing herself on him was as
pleasurable to Terry as having his own orgasm.  His penis was erect beneath
the water but he knew Ralph had plans for their evening together beyond
just having dinner and he didn't want to come off again before then. 
Sue-Lin, on the other hand, seemed to be always at the edge and could come
over and over and still want more.  She'd be fine for the evening.  Terry
was pleased at his own excitement as it let him know he was still capable
of functioning and it also seemed to indicate his powers of recuperation
were improving - something Ralph had said would happen once he became at
ease with having youngsters as his sexual partners.  He had obviously
accepted that, he thought, working his fingers gently inside of Sue-Lin as
her orgasm receded and her body relaxed again.  Her legs slowly stretched
out straight again and Terry kept his fingers embedded within her as she
brought them either side of his head and stretched langourously.

   "Mmmmm...boy, Terry!  You do that good," she said, raising her head to
look at him.  "My whole body feels like its on fire."

   Terry slowly slipped his fingers from her openings and wiped them over
her bare pubic mound.  "Maybe we need to put out the fire," he said smiling
suggestively.

   The little girl looked puzzled for a moment, then grinned when she
realised what he meant.  "I think we'll have to," she said.  "You want me
to try to put it out first?"

   Terry nodded eagerly, realising how this would be so erotic.  He put his
hands beneath the girl's smooth buttocks and Sue-Lin brought her legs back
over her body, her litheness allowing her to easily fold them back onto
herself, thrusting her spread sex towards the sky, her anus towards Terry,
her feet back behind her head.  Terry looked inside her opened labia,
swollen and reddened from his ministrations and glistening with her
lubrication, at her urethral opening.  He could see the tiny aperture
twitching as Sue-Lin began urging her bladder towards release.  Then her
clear wetness began to flow, starting with a gentle trickle that filled the
cup of her sex and her vagina, then flowed over her mons and down her belly
to her breasts and down between the valley between her buttocks and
trickling down her back.  The pressure built until the stream of urine
began to arc up and over her body, striking her chest and face.  She opened
her mouth as her waters travelled up her body and drank what she could
catch.  It was the most erotic thing Terry had seen.

   He watched the stream of clear liquid squirt out from her urethra.  He
put his arms on her legs and touched a finger into the stream.  It sprayed
outwards and was so hot in contrast to the cold water he was standing in.
He touched his wet finger to his lips, tasting again the slightly tart
taste of her.  For as long as he could remember as a man, he had wanted to
drink and have sexual play with urine.  Helen had thought he was disgusting
when he had suggested it to her and he had never pursued it.  Now, with
this complient young girl who had no qualms about pissing with him, he had
an opportunity to try his every fantasy out.  He brought his mouth over
her, letting her urine splash over his face and down onto herself, drinking
as much as he could of her nectar.

   As her flow abated, Terry rubbed her vulva with the palm of his hand,
smearing her mixed juices around her groin and down onto her belly and her
flat breasts.  Sue-Lin had her eyes closed, a look of satisfaction on her
sweet face.  The concrete around her was wet and her hair stranded and
glistening.

   "Is the fire out?" he asked her.

   She opened her eyes and looked at him.  "Not yet," she said.  "I think
we need the hose." She lay back and let her legs flop outwards, brazenly
displaying her reddened, swollen pubes to him.

   "I guess we'll have to," he said smiling at her.  He raised himself out
of the water and stood dripping between her legs.  His erection was firmly
upright, his scrotum tight in to his body.  "Where's the main fire?" he
asked her, taking hold of himself and pointing it downwards towards her.

   "Uhm....hmmm...." she pondered, a cheeky grin on her face, her hands
touching parts of herself.  "Here?...No...Here?...Uh huh ...  Ummm ...  Yes
...  right here," she said when her hands moved between her legs and she
pulled herself wider apart.

   Terry laughed.  "As if I couldn't have guessed!" he said, pointing his
penis at the spot she was offering.  He strained.  Peeing with an erection,
so he had found out earlier, was harder than he had imagined, especially
when it was pointed downwards.  But finally he began, his urine spraying
out in a fan shape from the constriction of his urethra caused by his
hardness.  He waved the stream around as it steadied.  "Bullseye!" he said
when he managed to direct it onto her clitoris; and the little girl gave a
provocative little shiver of pleasure as the stream hit her sensitive bud.
Terry tried, rather messily, to aim into her vagina, then up her body and
at each nipple.  As his stream weakened, he straddled the youngster and
directed it into her open mouth.  His penis slowly lost rigidity as he
progressed and, by the time he had ceased dribbling, his manhood was
dangling right above her and she swallowed his final few spurts.

   He then squatted above her, looking down between his legs at her soaked
face.  "Did that fix it?" he asked her, wiping the last few drops onto her
chin.

   She brought her hands up beneath him and cupped his slowly relaxing
testes.  "It helped," she said.  "But there really is only one way..." and
she took hold of him and started to pull him towards her mouth.

   Terry took hold of her hand and stopped her.  "Not, now, honey.  We'll
get plenty of time for that, later.  But it really is time we were getting
ready to go to Dr Ralph's.  We need to shower and get dressed and its a
fair drive.  Besides, I want to keep my energy for what promises to be an
interesting night." He stood up, noting the look of disappointment on
Sue-Lin's face.  He held his hand out to her and she took it and he pulled
her up.  She fell in against him and they stood in the warmth of the late
afternoon sun, their nude bodies pressed together.  She was cold and wet
from her soaking and he from the pool.  They drew warmth from each other's
bodies more than from the sun.  Terry kissed her on the top of her head as
she nuzzled against his nipple.  He yelped as she suddenly nipped him and
sprang away.

   "That'll teach you to scorn me you horrible man!" she said in an old
crone's cackling laugh.

   "Ouch!  You little brat!  Wait 'til I catch you!" and he moved towards
her.  With a shriek of mock fear, the youngster turned and ran around the
pool, Terry following closely behind her and gaining, enjoying the sight of
her naked body under exertion and not trying too hard to catch up.  They
ran several laps of the pool and he was surprised by the extra stamina and
bouyancy he felt; it was like being a child again, with a child's
enthusiasm for life, but with an adult's desire and sexual awareness - what
a turn-around from his deep depression of only two weeks or so ago.

   When he finally caught her, he picked her up under one arm so her
buttocks were upwards, her head and feet dangling over him, and gave her a
couple of playful smacks on each cheek.  "That'll teach you to bite me!" he
growled, his smacks turning into a gentle caress between her rounded
mounds. "Now.  Off to the bathroom with you, my pissy smelling young lady!"

   And he carried the squealing, struggling girl towards the house.







   A continuing fantasy by Pedros: "Unorthodox Treatment - Part 6"





   'THE DINNER PARTY'



   Terry gave Sue-Lin a final hug on the front porch before pressing the
buzzer.  The light was on and he took another look at his gorgeous young
companion.  She was wearing a black, flowing dress made of a fine net
material.  Her body was visible through the net in the light, but only as a
tantalizing form.  It was obvious she was nude beneath it as her nipples
were visible as darker spots on her chest and her slit could be seen when
looking at her from the front, or the cleft of her backside from behind. 
Terry was wearing slacks and an open-necked shirt, formal wear for the
tropical climate.  He rested his hand on the young girl's lower back,
feeling the material slide over her smooth bareness beneath.  Although only
ten years of age, Sue-Lin was a highly sexed and extremely sexually
experienced girl and they had spent an erotic day at the beach then back at
Terry's place.  She seemed to keep Terry in an almost constant state of
arousal and he felt himself stir once again as his hand slipped between her
firm buttocks.  Sue-Lin giggled in her delightful way and wriggled herself
against his hand, her hand moving to the front of his pants and squeezing
the bulge of his sex.  He was also not wearing underwear, through Sue-Lin's
insistance that she 'liked to feel him naked'.  The opening of the front
door stopped the situation from going any further.

   "Hi, Terry...Sue-Lin.  Lovely to see you both.  Come on in." Terry's
friend and confidante, Dr Ralph Connelly, ushered them into his house,
closing the front door and switching off the porch light.  Ralph's house
was similar in style to Terry's, large and open, set on a small acreage and
with excellent privacy and security.  The furnishings were modern and
tasteful.  "You want drinks?" Ralph asked, guiding them through to a large
lounge room.  He called out towards the staircase at the end of the room,
"Armand, our guests have arrived." Then he turned back to Terry and
Sue-Lin. "Sit down.  Make yourselves at home.  I'll get us all drinks."

   Terry and Sue-Lin sat on a soft, velvet covered lounge that curved
around the end of the large room.  They watched Ralph get their drinks and
bring them over.  Terry put his arm around the girl's shoulders, letting
his hand drape over her chest, just lightly touching her nipple beneath the
thin material.  Ralph was dressed similarly to Terry in slacks and
openweave shirt.  He looked quite handsome, different to when he was at the
clinic in his white coat.  Terry and Ralph had been friends for a long
time, but in the past few weeks, that friendship had become something much
more binding.

   "Here you go," the doctor said, handing Terry a beer and giving a Coke
to Sue-Lin.  "That's a terrific outfit, Sue," he said, admiring the
youngster.  "It shows your beautiful body off very nicely.  Its good to see
you didn't bother to wear underwear." He looked at Terry.  "Its quite some
time since I fucked Sue.  Must be nearly a year.  I'll have to do something
about that tonight, won't I?" he smiled to the little girl.  "If I remember
right, you've got a sweet little pussy...a nice honey pot." He laughed
jovially and sat down the other side of her, his hand going to her knee.

   Terry felt a little twinge of jealousy and chided himself.  A carry over
from his 'old' days, he realised, relaxing as Ralph began to raise
Sue-Lin's dress.  Possessiveness had no place in his new life.  He leaned
forward to help Ralph lift her dress to expose the girl's nude lower body.
Ralph gently spread Sue-Lin's legs and looked up between them.

   "Mmmmm," he said appreciatively.  "I had forgotten how sweet it truly
is." He put his hand into her lap and ran his fingers lightly over her
swollen pubes.  "It looks like you've given it a bit of a work-out," he
said to Terry, a grin on his face.  He slid a finger into the youngster,
then withdrew it and let her dress settle back over her.  Sue-Lin watched
him with a sexy smile on her face.  He licked his finger and gave an
exaggerated shiver of pleasure.  "Delicious!" he commented with a lecherous
grin.  The three of them laughed.

   "Hi!"

   They all looked towards the stairs as a young boy came skipping down
them.  Ralph stood up and put his arm out and the lad came up to him and
stood beside him, smiling at Sue-Lin and Terry.

   "Terry, this is Armand.  These are my guests tonight, Armand.  You know
Sue-Lin?"

   "Yes.  Hi, Sue.  Hi, Terry." Armand's voice was soft and musical.

   Terry responded, looking at the young boy, surprised because he had
assumed Ralph would have had his grand-daughter, Angela, or another young
girl here for the night.  He hadn't thought about his friend liking boys!
But then, he realised, he himself had seriously considered and, in fact,
intended to get a boy for a night at least some time.  No time like the
present, he thought bemused.  "Nice to meet you, Armand," he said warmly,
shaking the young lad's profferred hand.  The boy was about eleven or
twelve, a little shorter than Sue-Lin.  He had fine black hair cut short
and deep brown eyes that looked almost black.  He had brown skin, not dark,
yet too even to be tanned; and his lips were full and redder than usual. 
He was slender yet wiry looking, dressed in only a silk shirt that came to
just below the tops of his thighs that was belted at the waist.  He did not
appear to be wearing anything under it.  It was without buttons and gaped
open down the boy's chest and upper belly above the belt, almost like a
judo jacket.  The skin Terry could see looked like unmarked satin, having a
soft sheen to it that highlighted the youngster's muscles and bone
structure.

   Ralph put one arm around the boy, hugging him to him while his other
hand casually went under the boy's shirt to caress his nipple.  "This is my
'son', Terry.  Armand lives with me.  Remember I told you this was
possible? I got Armand when he was only five, didn't I, buddy?  He came
from Puerto Rico and his parents hadn't wanted him.  He was in a state
institute there and a friend of mine arranged for me to adopt him.  We've
had some great times since then." The boy looked up at the doctor adoringly
and smiled enthusiastically.  "He's also a very good lover, aren't you?"
and Armand laughed cheekily, running his hand over the front of Ralph's
trousers.  Ralph smacked at him playfully.  "None of that you little
harlot!" he gruffed.  "We've got other plans for tonight.  Get yourself a
drink and we'll just relax for a little while.  Settle everyone down."

   The doctor sat down beside Sue-Lin again and looked across at Terry as
the boy went to the bar.  He could see that his friend was a little bit
over-whelmed and he smiled at him.  "Don't mind us, Terry," he said.  "We
are so used to doing as we want.  I know it takes a bit of getting used
to."

   "That's for sure," Terry agreed, taking a deep swallow of beer.  "I've
had to make so many adjustments to my thinking and behaviour in the last
few weeks.  Its been an incredible experience."

   "Its just beginning, mate.  Experience and enjoy everything you can. 
Let your last inhibitions go and just do whatever you want." He smiled at
Terry.  "I like both girls and boys, but I chose to raise a boy in my home.
Armand will be with me until he chooses to leave.  We have wonderful sex,
but we both have it with others as well.  He is available to the other
members of the group the same as Sue-Lin here.  Maybe you'll like to try
him before the night is over.  If so, be my guest."

   Terry let his friend's words sink in, his eyes going across to the lad
as he brought his drink over to the lounge.  He was certainly an attractive
looking boy, he thought.  But he had chosen Sue-Lin.  Maybe she would not
like him not being with her; and he immediately berated himself.  The kids
in the group were far more relaxed and open to sharing and sexual acts than
he was!  She wouldn't object, whatever was asked of her.  He took another
long swallow of his beer and relaxed, leaning back in the soft lounge and
deciding that he was going to go with the flow.  Ralph would undoubtably
have planned this evening.  He would go along with whatever developed.  And
enjoy it!

   Armand sat down opposite them on a small pouffe and Terry couldn't help
his eyes from looking up the boy's legs as he sat.  The shirt did not hide
him when he sat and Terry found he was a little disappointed to see that
the lad was wearing underwear, although, as the soft material of the shirt
billowed, he saw they were bikini type as he caught a flash of bare brown
belly.  Armand had a nice bulge in the cup of the underwear and his thighs
were beautifully smooth, though, the man noticed before looking away.  He
saw the boy looking at him and smiling and he knew he had been seen
peeking, but he just smiled back.

   They made small talk for a while as they finished their drinks and got
seconds.  A mellow mood seemed to suffuse the room as twilight fell.  Ralph
put on a couple of soft lamps and some very quiet, reflective music and
Terry sat with Sue-Lin cuddled into him, her legs up on the lounge; and
Armand was curled up next to Ralph.  Both men gently stroked the legs of
their child lovers as they sat enjoying the serenity of the tropical sunset
through the palms and plants in the pool area beyond the glass-panelled
loungeroom wall.

   "Well!" Ralph said as the room darkened.  "Shall we eat now, or would
you rather have the floorshow first?" he asked Terry.

   "Floorshow?" Terry answered, puzzled by the question.  He didn't know
there was going to be a floorshow.

   "Armand and Sue-Lin," the doctor said.  "Would you like to see them fuck
before or after dinner?"

   Terry looked at him in surprise, then at the two children.  They were
both looking at each other and smiling and Terry realised, like a fool, he
thought, that the kids did these things regularly.  They probably expected
it from the beginning.  And he also realised that he would like to see the
two youngsters making love in front of them.  He nodded to Ralph.  "I'd
like that," he said, feeling himself stir in his slacks.

   "Good.  Okay, Armand and Sue-Lin.  You know what to do." Ralph settled
back on the lounge as Armand got up and took Sue-Lin's hand, pulling her up
from beside Terry.  Terry settled back like Ralph and watched the
performance getting underway.

   There was a thick, bearskin rug on the floor in the centre of the room.
Armand switched a switch on the wall and a spotlight lit the rug, throwing
the large room into deeper shadow.  Sue-Lin lay down on the rug and the
young boy came over towards her.  Music started playing and he moved his
hips in rhythm to the soft beat.  As he neared her, he seductively undid
the belt of his shirt, shrugging it back off his shoulders and baring his
body in tiny degrees.  Terry thought it was an incredibly sexy sight,
seeing this young boy strip as smoothly as any professional stripper.  He
felt his penis starting to rise as he watched.  Armand finally let the
shirt drop while he was still several feet from where Sue-Lin lay watching
him, her body lying straight and flat on the rug.  The boy was left in just
a g-string, Terry realised.  That was all there was - the pouch he had
seen. It was even fuller now and it was obvious the lad was aroused. 
Thonging went up between the boy's buttocks and around his hips.  He
sensuously ground his hips and turned in slow circles, letting them all see
his near nude body glistening under the spotlight as he got closer and
closer to the rug.  The g-string tied at the side and, as he stepped onto
the rug, he undid the thonging and let the material drop, flicking it away
with his foot as part of his movement to the music.  He was erect, his
penis curving upward parallel to his firm belly.  He was much larger than
Terry had expected, almost as long and as thick as many grown men.  His
pubes were completely hairless, plump like a young girl's mons at the base
of his belly.  His testes were also quite large, dangling between his
thighs and looking quite erotic, so bare and loose hanging.

   Armand stood with his feet either side of Sue-Lin's head and, in rhythm
to the hypnotic sensual beat of the music, he squirmed his way downwards,
lowering himself onto Sue-Lin's face.  His legs spread wider and wider as
he ground his hips, moving lower and lower.  Terry watched enthralled, his
penis as hard as the young lad's.  With great muscle control, the boy
lowered himself until his scrotum just touched across Sue-Lin's face and he
made it sway above her, his testes lightly brushing her lips, her chin, her
nose and her eyes.  The young girl made no movement, but Terry saw her
tongue come out and lick the boy's bare skin as he moved it over her mouth.
After a few moments of that, Armand moved himself forward slightly and
lowered his buttocks onto Sue-Lin's mouth, keeping himself only a fraction
of an inch from her so the men could see the girl licking at his anus. 
There was a sensual smile on the young boy's face as the girl tongued him.
Terry realised this was obviously not the first time these two had
performed this sexual choreography.  Everything flowed too smoothly, almost
professionally.

   Sue-Lin used her tongue on Armand's anus and between his buttocks for
several minutes before the boy finally lowered himself onto his knees.  He
was kneeling above her face, his penis now hovering over her, his testes
almost touching her eyes.  He leaned down over her, sliding his hands
caressingly down her body, over her breasts, over her belly and ending up
in the V of her groin.  Then he used just his fingers to slowly work the
young girl's dress up her legs, exposing inch by tantalising inch upwards.
Sue-Lin still did nothing but lie unmoving beneath him, her eyes following
the sway of his testes as though she was hypnotised by them.  Armand's
fingers stroking up over her pubes, slowly raising her dress in soft folds
was arousing her, shown only by a quickening of her breathing.

   Even though Terry had looked at Sue-Lin from every angle and every
position during the day, the sight of her slowly being uncovered by the
naked boy made it seem as though he was seeing her for the first time.  He
found himself leaning forward as the hem of her dress finally reached the
top of her thighs.  Armand shuffled himself backwards to kneel behind the
girl's head.  Then he began gently easing her dress up her body, Sue-Lin
making just faint movements to assist him.  It seemed as though her dress
was raising itself, the movements of the two children were so slight.  Both
men watched as her naked body was uncovered - her bare pubes, her flat,
smooth belly, the rise of her chest and the pointed nipples sticking up
stiffly on slightly mounded soon-to-be breasts, her shoulders, face, her
arms.  Then she was as naked as Armand.  Slowly her legs raised at the
knees and moved outwards until her knees were resting on the rug, her
thighs splayed wide apart and her sex thrusting upwards, open and inviting.
Armand crawled down her body, arms and knees each side of her.  His curved
penis was still hard and the glans now glistened with leaking pre-cum in
the spotlight.  As he moved over her, Sue-Lin wrapped her arms around his
waist and her upper body was raised as the boy continued crawling until his
face was over her pubic region.  The girl brought her face up between the
boy's buttocks as he lowered his onto her opened sex.  Then both children
began using their tongues to tease and tantalise each other.  The noise of
their licking and the now softly romantic music wafting from the hidden
speakers, was the only noise in the room.  Terry and Ralph were sitting
forward watching the performance in wrapt silence.  Both men had hard
penises and both were holding on to them in their pants.

   The two youngsters used their tongues and mouths only for a few minutes,
then Sue-Lin relaxed back onto the rug and began fondling Armand's penis
and balls with her hands.  The boy began pulling her labia apart and
fingering her wet inner flesh, then stretching her labia and clitoris,
nibbling at the sensitive flesh with his teeth and becoming more and more
assertive.  Sue-Lin matched him until they were both biting and tugging at
each other's genitals, grunting and gasping as one or the other nipped just
that little bit too hard.  Their writhing and uninhibited display was the
most erotic thing Terry had ever seen and he unzipped his slacks to ease
his erections constriction.  He felt Ralph doing the same, but his eyes
never left the two grappling children.

   They worked themselves in a complete circle around the soft rug so the
men could see them from every angle.  Then, as their feet were towards
Terry and Ralph, Armand suddenly swung himself around, pushed Sue-Lin's
thighs wider apart and pressed his erection into her.  He did it all in one
fluid movement and the men gasped along with Sue-Lin as the hard shaft
pierced her.  Armand did not relent, but immediately began drawing himself
in and out of Sue-Lin's vagina, the men able to watch his organ pistoning
in and out of the girl, glistening with her creamy discharge.  Her delicate
musky perfume surrounded them as the boy dug deeply inside her.  His
testicles banged against her anus and she grunted each time he thrust
inwards.  Sweat beaded his skin as he fucked her, their moaning now
overtaking the background music.

   Then Armand stiffened and held still for a moment.  His buttocks tensed
and Sue-Lin grabbed at him, her own body starting to arch upwards, her
gasps telling them she was starting to orgasm.  As she began to buck
beneath him, Armand gave a cry and began pumping in and out of her,
thrusting even harder on his downward pushes.  Then he pulled his penis out
of her and the men watched his semen squirting out in sharp little bursts,
streaking the honey-skin of the still trembling girl.  Armand's semen was
still watery, tiny flecks of thicker cream only visible when it pooled. 
And his climax was rather short compared to his own, Terry saw - about five
or six bursts then the boy slowly collapsed onto Sue-Lin.  He lay with his
legs spread out over her hips, his testes resting on her bare pubes,
letting the eyes of the two men search between them - to see Sue-Lin's
vagina still gaping, streaks of boy-sperm dribbling down its folds and
running between her legs - to see Armand's thick penis pressed down to one
side of the young girl's labia, a thread of semen oozing from its softening
top - to see the boy's anus, crinkled and brown in the pale valley between
his copper-coloured buttocks.  Terry gazed at the exposed orifice, knowing
that his friend's large cock fucked it regularly and wondering how much
different to a girl's pussy would it feel on his own.

   He glanced away to look at Ralph.  His friend was gently stroking his
penis, his slacks down around his knees, watching the two children as they
lay relaxing.  He must have felt Terry's eyes on him because he smiled and
said, "Great show, hey?"

   Terry held his own erection between his fingers, feeling the stickiness
of his pre-cum as he squeezed himself.  "Bloody fantastic!" he said
hoarsely.  "It looked almost rehearsed," he added, his eyes moving back to
the spotlit rug.  Armand was rolling off Sue-Lin, exposing the sweat and
sperm covered fronts of both of them to the men's eyes.  They both looked
so beautiful, thought Terry.

   "It is," Ralph said absently.

   Terry looked at him puzzled, then realised Ralph was answering his
comment about them looking 'rehearsed'.  It surprised him.  "You mean they
have rehearsed?"

   "Of course," Ralph said, looking at him, a bemused expression on his
face.  "Sue-Lin and Armand are a star attraction.  We hire them out to
other groups or if someone in the group is having a very private party or
entertaining guests of like mind.  How do you think they knew what to do so
smoothly?"

   Terry realised now it was obvious.  The whole oerformance was too
perfect.  But it didn't detract from the show they had put on.  It had been
stunning.  The two youngsters were stirring, sitting up and looking at
their audience in expectation.  Ralph started to clap and Terry joined in
and the two children smiled happiliy, just like two kids who were pleased
they had pleased their folks.

   "Well...." Ralph drawled as they stopped applauding.  "You haven't
finished yet." The two children smiled and Terry wondered what was coming
next.  He soon found out.

   The two kids shuffled forward until they were kneeling in front of the
two men - Sue-Lin in front of Terry and Armand at Ralph's feet.  Then, in
choreographed unison, they both leaned forward and took their lover's penis
into their mouths.

   Terry gasped as Sue-Lin began suckling on him, her teeth and tongue
teasing the super-sensitive glans of his shaft, her mouth sucking him like
an infant at breast.  Her hands came up his thighs and fondled his swollen
balls, rolling and squeezing them like she knew he enjoyed.  Every now and
then her finger would slide in under him and prod at his anus, another part
of their sex she had discovered gave him pleasure.  She could feel him
tightening, his penis swelling to its pre-come size.  She was just about to
work him into a climax when she felt a hand on her shoulder, easing her
back.  It was Armand, seeking to change places.  Somewhat reluctantly,
Sue-Lin complied.

   Terry watched in surprise as Sue-Lin drew back from him.  He had been so
close to coming!  Then Armand squatted between his legs and took hold of
his penis, gently stroking up and down its length with soft fingers.  Terry
felt a little strange having the boy playing with him, then decided he was
going to have a boy some day...why not today?  As he was being brought
renewed pleasure from Armand's ministrations, Terry lay back against the
back of the lounge and gave himself over to the boy.  He watched as Armand
took the head of his penis in his mouth and began sucking and fellating him
with incredible expertise.  He had thought Sue-Lin was an expert
cock-sucker, but this boy did things to him that sent him to higher levels
of sensation than he'd ever thought possible.  He was aware of his
testicles being fondled, of fingers stroking around his anus and between
his legs, of his belly and nipples being caressed; and it seemed to be all
at the same time.  Suddenly there was an exquisite sensation between his
buttocks and he realised the boy had his finger inside him and was pressing
against his prostate.  It sent Terry over the edge and his body spasmed,
his semen gushing into the young lad's mouth in a series of poowerful
bursts.  Terry cried out as he came, his body arching up from the lounge
and his hands grabbing Armand's hair to push him harder onto his erupting
shaft.  The boy needed no encouragement, though.  He sucked and swallowed
and teased until Terry was completely spent.

   It took Terry several minutes before his awareness of his surroundings
returned.  He finally opened his eyes to find he was lying with his head
back over the couch, his tender penis, now soft but still swollen, being
held gently by Armand and Sue-Lin and Ralph cuddling beside him, watching
him with smiles on their faces.  Terry raised his head and smiled, fondly
ruffling the young boy's hair.  He noticed streaks of jissom down Sue-Lin's
chest and knew Ralph had come.

   "That was fantastic, Armand!  Thank you," Terry said to the boy still
kneeling between his legs.  "You do that very well."

   "He had a good teacher," Ralph said and laughed.  He wiped a streak of
his sperm off Sue-Lin's nipple.  "This young lady is quite an expert
cock-sucker, too," he said.  "But I taught her as well - along with her
daddy," he added, laughing again.  They all joined in.  Terry suddenly felt
very very comfortable and relaxed and he put his hands under Armand's
armpits and brought him up to hug.  They embraced and Terry found himself
giving the boy a gentle kiss, tasting himself as his tongue entered the
boy's mouth.

   Then Ralph announced that it was time for dinner.  "And we'll all be
dressed for it," he stated.  He pulled up his slacks and Terry did
likewise. "You two go off and clean up and dress while Terry and I get
everything ready.  Okay.  Off you go!"

   The two children picked up their garments and ran laughing out of the
room, both in high spirits.  The men watched them go, enjoying the sight of
their nude bodies as they ran.

   "Okey-dokey!" Ralph said, slapping his knees and standing up.  "We have
an exciting evening ahead of us, good buddy.  I think I'd better lace our
food with an aphrodisiac/stimulant so we can get through it."

   Terry looked at him quizzically, not knowing if he was joking or not.

   "I'm serious," Ralph said when he saw Terry's look.  "I've got some
stuff that will keep you hard for ages; and revitalise you in a hurry after
you've come.  I couldn't keep up with the kids if I didn't use it," he
said. "Its harmless, a herbal concoction developed by one of our members,
and it works extremely well.  I put some in your drink earlier.  You can't
taste it.  You have a good cum?"

   Terry realised that that might have been the reason why he had had such
an intense climax - although he did think it had more to do with the boy's
expertise than some artificial stimulant.  But thinking about it, he felt
himself stirring again already; and that had to be the drug.  He looked at
Ralph and nodded.

   "I have plenty," Ralph said smiling.  "And I don't mind sharing.  In
fact, most of our group use it, except for the young ones.  It allows us to
experience as much as we can in the time available.  You just have to
ensure you do have periods of being by yourself every now and then." Terry
remembered Ralph's advice from earlier and he nodded.  "Make sure you get
some of the stuff before you go tonight.  You'll certainly need it next
weekend for the gathering."

   "I'm really looking forward to that," Terry said.  "I'll remind you
about the stuff.  Now, where do we start with dinner?"



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   "Everyone had enough?"

   Terry and the two children pushed themselves back from the table with
exaggerated sighs.

   "Sure have."

   "I'm full!"

   "Me too."

   Ralph beamed at them all.  "Good.  Let's get drinks and retire to the
poolside." They all got up and the kids stacked the dishes into the
dishwasher, while Terry cleared the table and Ralph prepared the drinks. 
Within a couple of minutes, they were all on the pool deck in the warm
tropical night.  Ralph had the area subtly lit, with spotlights
highlighting some areas and the more beautiful shrubs and trees and soft
lanterns around other areas for a more romantic touch.  The pool was lit
from below with a ring of lights halfway down the sides, making it the
brightest area and a highlight of the yard.  The men sat down on large
lounges and the children perched on each one, sitting between them.  Both
men idly stroked the child next to him.  Terry realised Armand had seated
himself on his lounge.

   Dinner had been a very pleasant affair, the food excellent and the
conversations animated and generally quite erotic.  'Dressing for dinner'
for Sue-Lin and Armand was a poncho-like garment that was made from a fine
soft-cotton material.  It was just a rectangle of the cloth with a hole in
it for their heads to go through and a thin sash to tie around their waist.
Terry had whistled when they had come back from cleaning themselves up,
dressed in the outfits; and Ralph had told him these were what all of the
kids wore at the monthly gatherings - making Terry look forward to the
coming weekend even more!  As it was, he was more than pleased with the
look of the youngsters here, though and he inspected them as they took
their seats.  Neither wore anything beneath the shift and they were bare
down each side apart from the sash.  The material came to just below their
hips, barely covering their genitals, especially Armand's.  The hem of his
garment was pushed out by his glans and each time he turned, the others
were given a glimpse of his large organ.  Having the two children sitting
either side of him made for a very erotic dinner for Terry - he was erect
the whole way through; and he and Ralph teased them by making them reach
across the table for things so that the garments gaped more than usually.
The two children enjoyed displaying themselves and did all they could to
keep the men aroused.  So by the time they moved outside, the atmosphere
was very sexually charged.

   Terry ran his hand down Armand's side and in underneath the lower
section of his shift.  He was surprised by the softness of the boy's skin,
even though he was firmer beneath it than Sue-Lin - he had a more muscular
definition than she did - but his skin was as soft as her's.  He felt the
rounded buttocks, his fingers automatically seeking the deep cleft between
them and he felt the young boy move to allow them to reach his moist anus.
Terry felt the wrinkled, hot centre of the boy, slightly swollen and very
different to the smooth indent of Sue-Lin and of Anna, who were both used
to anal sex.  It was obvious Armand's had had much more use, probably
because he didn't have a pussy, Terry thought.  If he was to be fucked, it
was either his mouth or his backside.  And if Ralph had had the boy living
with him since he was five...well!!!!  Terry ran his finger around the
puckered anus and Armand smiled at him, his fingers sliding in under
Terry's shirt and caressing his nipples.  The man could see the front of
the boy's shift rising and it suddenly slipped to the side, exposing the
boy's erection.  Tentatively, Terry reached towards the shaft and then took
it between his fingers.  He felt strange touching the boy's erection.  It
felt so much like his own, yet so different!  He felt its hardness,
squeezing the spongy firmness, touching the soft ridge of the urethra
running along its underside, running his finger around the soft coronal
rim, sliding over the leaking slit and rubbing the shaft, feeling the bumps
and ridges beneath the thin skin.  It was as though he was re-discovering
the feel of his own penis...a feel he had become so used to he had become
blase.  This is what the girls he had had must experience touching him, he
realised.  Every penis, although so similar, must feel like a new one, no
matter how many times someone touched one, even one's own!  The thought was
a revelation to him!  It was the same with pussies.  They were all so alike
- yet each time he saw and played with one, it was as though it was a new
one, no matter how familiar he was with it.  And it had only taken him 36
years to realise that!!!  He smiled to himself chaffingly, again realising
just how sexually ignorant his life had been previously.

   He felt the boy unbuttoning his shirt and glanced over at Ralph and
Sue-Lin.  They were both already naked and the little girl was sitting on
the doctor's mouth as he sucked and licked her bare cunny.  She was
frisking his penis up and down in her hand, her head tilted back and her
eyes closed.  Ralph had his hands on her chest, pinching each of her stiff
nipples.  They were certainly not bothering about him and Armand.  He
turned his attention back to the boy who had unbuttoned his shirt and was
easing it back over his shoulders.  Terry assisted him to remove it then,
while Armand undid his slacks, Terry untied the boy's belt and lifted the
poncho-like garment from him.  He then raised up to allow the lad to pull
his slacks off, then lay back down naked on the lounge as the boy settled
beside him.

   Armand cuddled into him, his naked body pressing against Terry's; and
the man could feel the boy's stiff penis pressing against his hip.  His own
cock was thick and hard, thrusting upwards from his groin and shiny with
pre-cum.  The doctor's powder certainly seemed to be working!  He jumped
slightly as Armand took hold of him, his fingers around Terry's shaft
immediately beginning to tease the man towards climax and he brought his
head down towards it.

   "No," Terry said softly, his hands gently stopping him.  "Not like that
this time.  Sit on my chest, buddy." He watched as the boy complied, his
gaze focusing on his genitals as they swayed and jiggled while he squatted
over him.  Then the boy lowered himself on Terry's chest, his testes
resting between his nipples, his penis touching his chin.  Terry could feel
the moist heat from beneath the boy and knew his anus was being pressed
against his skin.  The thought was exciting.  He raised his head slightly,
his arm beneath it to rest upon.  The boy's penis was right in front of his
mouth.  Without thinking too much about it in case he chickened out, Terry
brought his mouth down over the boy's glans and closed his lips around it.

   His mouth immediately filled with the taste of Armand, a taste not
dissimilar to his own he realised.  The salty blandness of the youngster's
pre-cum was sticky on his tongue and he could also taste and smell the
natural sweatiness of the boy as well as a very faint essence of Sue-Lin
amongst the many other scents coming off the youngster's body.  The feel of
the boy in his mouth was strange, like having a soft lollipop or an
over-ripe plum in it.  The swollen glans almost filled his mouth and it was
slippery and smooth on the roof of his mouth as his saliva coated it.  It
was also hot and he could feel every pore in its surface with his tongue as
he explored the new sensations.  He found the slit and pointed his tongue
into this opening.  It had an acidity around it that he knew, from his
playing with Sue-Lin, was the aftertaste of urine.  Would Armand piss into
his mouth if he asked he wondered?  Could he do it with Ralph there?  The
thought was stomach-turning exciting, but he didn't think he was ready for
it yet, as appealing as it was to him.  He made a note that that would be
on his list of requirements when he chose a boy for a night or weekend. 
Sucking and maybe fucking would do for tonight.

   While he had been thinking, Armand had begun to move himself slightly in
and out of Terry's mouth, making his bottom and balls slide erotically up
and down Terry's chest.  The man let himself flow along with the boy,
beginning to suck on the youngster's erection, feeling his own erection
hardening as he was taken over with sexual excitement.  He could feel
Armand starting to swell and twitch inside his mouth and he knew his climax
was approaching.

   Just as he wondered whether he could go right through with this and take
the boy's semen into his mouth, Armand came, his penis squirting rapid jets
of his essence into Terry.  The fluid was warm, gooey and had soft lumps in
it, but its taste was as sweet as Sue-Lin's pussy.  Terry held it in his
mouth, feeling each squirt against the roof of his mouth and feeling the
boy's cock throbbing as it discharged its load.  He knew the boy was only
capable of a small amount of semen, but it felt as though his mouth was
full of it.

   Gradually, Armand ceased his ejaculations and Terry held him gently
within his mouth, feeling the boy softening slowly as his pulse settled. 
He looked up at the youngster, admiring his slender nude body gleaming from
the lighting as he sat on his upper chest.  Then Armand slowly withdrew his
penis, leaving a wet trail of stickinessdown Terry's chin and across his
chest.  Before Terry realised it, Armand was kissing him, his mouth over
his, his tongue going between Terry's lips to taste himself inside the
man's mouth.  While he kissed Terry, he slid his body down the man's until
he felt the thick, blunt head of Terry's penis against his buttocks.  He
raised himself slightly, positioning the glans against his anus, then,
relaxing his sphincter muscle, he pressed himself back against the spongy
hardness.  Terry's pre-cum had slickened the large knob and it slid easily
into his anal passage, its thickness causing Armand exquisite sensations of
being forced wide open.

   Terry gasped as he felt a hot, tight warmth slip over him.  Then he
realised the boy was impaling himself on his shaft.  He was slowly being
encased by a moist, tight skin that seemed to clench itself around him, but
more around where he entered rather than along his length like a girl's
vagina.  It was hotter though, as Terry was drawn further and further
inside the boy.  He swallowed, tasting Armand's now saliva-thinned essence,
his tongue transferring some to the boy who was still kissing him deeply.
He finally felt the tight ring around the very base of his penis and knew
he was fully embedded.

   Still keeping their mouths joined, Armand began to rock backwards and
forwards on Terry's shaft, making it slide in and out of his anus.  His
testes slipped up and down Terry's firm belly, the man's pubic hairs
tickling him as he moved across them.  He knew Terry had been given Ralph's
concoction and knew it would keep him on a high plateau of pleasure for
hours at a time.  But he knew the man was close to his climax - could feel
his penis swelling even harder and thicker inside him.  He loved the
feeling of a man's cock in his anus, the bigger, the better.  Ralph's was
the biggest he had had so far; and he got it most nights he was home; but
Terry's wasn't that far behind the doctor's.  Armand began to move faster
and harder, his own pleasure rising rapidly, even though his penis remained
flaccid.  He wanted Terry to come.  He wanted to feel him spurt deep into
him.  He squeezed the man's breasts, tweaking his stiff nipples and pulling
them hard between his thumb and fingers.  He gazed down on Terry's face. 
The man had his head thrown back and his eyes closed.  The tendons and
muscles stood out in his neck as his body arched.  He came!

   Armand cried out in delight when he felt Terry pulsating inside him and
felt the hot wash of his semen deep in his bowels.  He became looser, more
slippery as the man's seed filled his passageway, mixing with his own mucus
and body fluids.  He squirmed and twisted, milking Terry of every drop of
his seed and could hear and feel him gasping and crying out as his orgasm
took control of his body.  The boy kept himself in rhythm with the man,
slowing his own movements as the man's climax ebbed and waned, finally
becoming still as Terry relaxed on the couch beneath him.  The boy let
himself down slowly until he was lying full length on top of the man, his
body still filled with the softening member.

   They lay quietly for several minutes.

   At last, Terry opened his eyes and gazed into the bright blue eyes of
the boy looking at him, a smile touching his full lips.  Terry smiled back,
his hands sliding down the lad's bare body to rest on his buttocks, his
fingers just touching himself where he entered him.  He could feel the
stickiness around his penis.  There was a deep, musty smell coming up
between their bodies, not unpleasant and a sign to all who smelt it of what
they had been doing.  The smell was unmistakable and strong, but, Terry
realised, he wasn't worried about who might smell it.  He had fucked the
boy...had had his first homosexual experience...and he had enjoyed it as
much as fucking a young girl!  This really surprised him; and opened up a
complete new part of his life.  He could now choose boys or girls from his
album and know he would be comfortable with either.

   "Great, isn't it?"

   Terry looked across at Ralph in surprise.  It was as though his friend
had read his mind.  The doctor and Sue-Lin were lying as he and Armand were
and were both looking at him and smiling.  He realised that Ralph had
already fucked Sue-Lin and that both of them had been watching him and
Armand.  He found that realisation didn't bother him.

   "Certainly was," he responded, squeezing Armand's buttocks.  "Thank you
little buddy.  You were great."

   "You were, too," the boy said, raising himself up and moving up Terry's
body so the man's penis flopped out of him.  He took hold of the sticky
member and gently squeezed it.  "It likes boys too, now," he said grinning.
"I'm glad I was your first.  Ralph told me you'd only need a little
encouragement."

   Terry looked across at his friend.  "You set this up?" he asked.

   Ralph laughed.  "I certainly did, good buddy.  No inhibitions, remember?
I knew Armand would be the perfect boy to introduce you to the other side
of sexual experience.  And I was right.  Wasn't I?"

   Terry grinned.  "I guess because you taught him," he said jokingly as
Armand stood up.  "But you were right.  It was a wonderful introduction and
I will enjoy both boys and girls from now on." He watched Sue-Lin
disentangle herself from the doctor, her nude young body still looking as
fresh as when she arrived, in spite of the sex she had had.  She was so
beautiful, Terry thought.  She stood beside Armand and Terry admired both
children.  They were so comfortable in their nudity and their sexuality -
as he was also becoming.

   "Come on.  Race you to the end of the pool!" the boy said to Sue-Lin and
the two of them ran towards the glimmering water and dived in.

   "You know where the shower is buddy," Ralph said, getting up off the
lounge.  "I think I might join the children.  Nothing like swimming with a
couple of naked, sexy young kids that like touchy-feely games in the water.
Come and join us when you clean up."

   Terry swung his feet off his lounge and watched his friend ambling over
to the pool where Armand and Sue-Lin frolicked.  He felt sticky and needed
that shower.  As he stood up, he couldn't help but think about the coming
evening and wondering whether Ralph had planned any more surprises.  If he
had, Terry would be okay with them.  If he hadn't?  Well, Terry felt okay
about that, too.  He knew he had a lot of things he wanted to do before the
evening was over.  Besides, he thought, I have Sue-Lin all night.  A frown
crossed his brow.  'I certainly hope Ralph's aphrodisiac works!' he
thought. Its going to be a long and, hopefully, very pleasurable night.  He
felt his penis starting to stir already as it dangled thickly between his
legs as he wandered over towards the shower and he smiled.  Seemed as
though it really did work - and quickly as well!  Another of the many
things he had to thank Ralph for.  He stepped under the shower, eager to
get into the pool and join the others again.







   Chapter 7



   THE WEEKEND RETREAT - Part 1







   Finally the Weekend Retreat came around, seeming to take forever to
arrive for Terry.  He had had no child since his weekend with Sue-Lin and
had been exhausted when he eventually took her back to her parents' house.
It had been the most uninhibited and sexual time he had ever had in his
life and, by Sunday afternoon, his penis and tongue were almost rubbed raw.
He decided he had had enough sex to enable him to get through the five days
prior to the Retreat; and the abstinence would mean he would be in tip-top
shape for the promised debauchery.

   The dinner party at Ralph's hadn't finished until after midnight, by
which time both Sue-Lin and Armand had fallen asleep curled up naked
together while Ralph and Terry had finished the evening off with a couple
of glasses of fine port sitting out at the poolside under the balmy night
sky.  Terry had become much more used to being naked with the children,
walking or lying around with a full-blown erection in front of them,
touching or fondling them whenever he felt like it, watching them having
sex with Ralph or each other and generally ridding himself of his past
inhibitions.  In the warm night, he and Ralph had talked quietly about the
coming weekend, then, as the clock struck twelve-thirty, they had roused
the children and dressed ready to leave.  Ralph remembered to give Terry
the concoction he had devised without Terry having to remind him; and the
night came to a very pleasant ending.

   Terry had had sex again with Sue-Lin when they arrived home, then they
had both had a drink from each other before showering and sleeping.  He had
woken in the dawn twilight to Sue-Lin working him into her again and they
had a very drowsy fuck, Terry falling asleep immediately after coming. 
They had both woken properly around ten o'clock and played with each other
to another climax, then gone naked out to the pool for a swim, relieving
themselves over each other once again and finally fucking on the edge of
the pool.  Then it had been time for Sue-Lin to go home and Terry realised
he was not sorry.  He was worn out and slept for the remainder of the day
after taking his young lover home.

   Every evening for that week, he took a small quantity of Ralph's mixture
and was pleased to find that from Sunday evening he was erect almost
immediately he had a sexual thought or read or saw something erotic in
spite of his satiation.  Several times he almost went through the book to
select a child to bring over, but resisted the temptation, having to use a
great deal of will-power to do so, however.  He knew that if he had picked
up the album even just to look at the pictures, he wouldn't have been able
to resist.  And, after his time with Armand, he was looking forward to
getting himself a boy for an evening.  But he wanted to be able to make the
most of the coming weekend and had taken Ralph's advice to 'go easy for a
few days' to heart.

   And Friday afternoon was now arrived and he watched Ralph's car coming
up the laneway to where he waited at the gate to his property, overnight
bag in hand and a nervous feeling deep in the pit of his stomach.



   *************************



   "Well, good buddy.  Here we are."

   Terry looked in surprise as they turned off the dirt road they had
followed since leaving the highway and wound through the valleys between
the steep hills onto a graded track leading up a higher hill towards a
narrow gap near its crown.  A large drop-down gate that filled what turned
out to be a man-made cut-away, from one side to the other, lowered as
Ralph's car approached and the doctor held up the remote control in his
hand.  "You'll get your own one of these before you leave, Terry," he said
with a grin.

   Terry looked in amazement as his friend drove through the short canyon
and out the other side to look down into a huge bowl-like area surrounded
by steep hills.  There was a stream running through a large landscaped
lawned area that was bordered on the near side to them with cabins and
out-buildings; and there was a larger barn-like structure that was
obviously the centre of activities near the middle of the complex.  In the
late afternoon sun, he could see figures wandering around various areas,
adults and children, and the lowering sun glistened off a large pool and
courtyard area on the far side of the main building.  Even though it was
still at least an hour from sundown, lights were already starting to come
on and Terry could see that the whole area would be quite brightly lit up,
(but he could see the lights were angled downwards and covered to prevent
night glare in the sky) when it eventually got dark.  From what he could
see, everything looked modern, neat and clean and the whole place was a
beautiful secluded oasis in the surrounding harsh desert environment. 
Palms circled the pool and around the cabins area, filled between with
brightly flowering shrubs and tropical plants.

   "Its like Paradise," he said breathlessly, his eyes trying to absorb
every detail.

   "That's what we call it," Ralph replied with a chuckle.  "Its certainly
our Paradise as far as little angels go, too," he added.  "I think you're
really going to enjoy this trip, buddy."

   Terry smiled at his friend, his eyes swinging from one side of the car
to the other as they wound their way down the paved road leading directly
towards the main building when it flattened out.  At that building, the
road joined another paved road that arced around in both directions and ran
around the perimeter of the cabins, and Ralph turned to the left.  They
travelled past several cabins, all similar in open style and design but
with different types of settings around them.  The doctor pulled into a
parking courtyard at a cabin near the middle of the row.

   "This is mine, our home for the weekend," he said, shutting down the
engine.  "Number 4.  All members are able to build their own accommodation,
or buy from the group if someone's is vacant through moving away or, more
usually, the death of a member; but they must all be basically the same
design.  I built this one and its certainly big enough for two." The two
men got out of the car and took their bags from the trunk then walked up
the short flight of steps onto the landing.  The door and windows were
already open and Terry looked enquiringly at Ralph.  "There's no need to
lock anything, buddy.  No one can get into the area and we have full-time
security.  The place is heavily but unobtrusively secure.  As I said, we
have some very powerful and influential people in our group.  And rich!" he
laughed.  "No one needs to steal anything." He led the way inside.

   The cottage was cool and airy and Terry saw that the open lounge led
into two large bedrooms at either end with en-suites and a
bar/kitchen/dining room in an alcove off at the front of the T-shaped
structure.  There were no internal doors and the bedrooms opened straight
onto the living room, giving almost no privacy, the two double beds clearly
visible from the main room.  Terry was immediately taken with the view from
the balcony that ran the full length of the cottage and had access to it
through large glass sliding panels on the other side of the lounge room. 
It overlooked the lawn and palm-surrounded pool area which had naked
people, men women and children, running around, swimming, lounging and
cuddling.  It was like a nudist resort, Terry thought, except that many of
the men and boys he could see had erections and there was a deal of
touching and fondling of breasts and pubes going on.

   "Quite a shock, isn't it?" Ralph asked, standing beside Terry and gazing
out over the vista.  "Fortunately, you never get used to it," he chuckled.
"Its always exciting and erotic and different to anywhere else in the
world."

   "Are there any rules?" Terry asked, dragging his eyes away from a man
with his face buried between a little girl's thighs on the edge of the pool
paving just down the slope from their cottage.

   "Not really," Ralph replied, turning towards one bedroom.  "Everyone
tends to dress, or at least cover their genitals, around the resort.  We
start the weekend with the Friday night 'Show'; and there is no kid-fucking
prior to that.  The show is seen as the start of the weekend - when
everyone is here.  Everyone tends to dress provocatively, you know, bare
minimum or see-through - the kids, too.  There was a lot of discussion
about nudity in the beginning, some members wanting it all the time, others
suggesting it was more erotic to be partially covered than fully uncovered;
and that argument won out.  Nudity is expected around the pool area and for
swimming and there is no punishment if someone is naked elsewhere.  Its
more an unwritten rule and most find they now prefer that and there are no
hassles.  You can be naked at the Show and for sex; and sex can be had
anywhere you feel like and in front of others or in private.  Your choice.
You can have any kid you take a fancy to, anytime and anywhere, as long as
they are available - and most of them are available any time they aren't
with another adult - and sometimes then, as well." He tossed his bag on the
bed.  "You take that room," he told Terry, indicating the other bedroom. 
"I guess the main rule here is, 'Don't be shy!'.  You feel like doing
something, or someone?  Just go ahead and do it.  You'll find that everyone
here is not much different to yourself, buddy, and we all share that same
interest, all the men, women and kids inside this resort."

   "I guess I'm still finding it so hard to believe," Terry said as he went
into his bedroom and began unpacking his bag into the in-built cupboards.

   "Just enjoy it, my friend," Ralph said starting to undress.  "Life's too
short to worry." He took off his shoes and socks and began unbuttoning his
shirt.  "We'll get changed and go for a wander around and I'll show you the
place.  Maybe put on your G-string." He looked across at Terry as he
slipped off his shirt.  "You did bring the things I suggested?" he asked.
"Good," he continued as Terry nodded.  "Much more sexy if one dresses
provocatively I reckon." He undid the belt of his trousers and pulled them
down, dragging his underpants off with them and stood nude, his huge penis
dangling heavily.  Terry noticed his friend looked fitter and had lost a
bit of his paunch.

   Terry began undressing as Ralph scratched himself and looked at his
friend and smiled.  He then began rummaging in his bag, muttering to
himself, "I really must get more organised."

   "That's why you've got Armand, isn't it?" Terry quipped, removing his
briefs and stretching, enjoying the feel of the cooling air on his sweaty
body.

   "He usually organises me, that's true," Ralph said.  "But he's staying
at a friend's place for the weekend.  I didn't have the heart to not let
him go.  It was arranged weeks ago.  It's a friend of his from school.  The
kid's got to have time away," Ralph said, repeating what he had told Terry
on the way out here.  "But I miss the little tyke already," he added
wistfully.

   There was a knock on the door and he called out, "Come in," without
looking up or stopping from rummaging through his bag.  He didn't bother
that he was naked.

   "Hi, Gramps!" squealed a happy young voice and Terry looked up from
automatically picking up his undies to cover himself just as a brown, slim
figure raced across the loungeroom and jumped up at Ralph, caught by the
older man as he straightened up.

   "Hi, sweetheart!" Ralph cried as he cupped the youngster's buttocks when
her legs wrapped around his waist and they hugged.

   Terry looked on in surprise.  The sight of the young girl wearing a
brief skirt and halter top but obviously naked beneath it wrapped around
the naked man was quite astounding because of the speed it had occurred and
the unexpectedness of it.  He stood there, his undies dangling from his
hand and stared.  He saw Ralph's penis starting to lengthen as he fondled
the youngster's bottom and Terry felt his own penis starting to stir.  Then
the girl turned towards him.

   "Hi, Terry!  You like it?"

   He realised it was Ralph's grand-daughter, Angela - the first little
girl he had ever had sex with.  He dropped his underpants and let his
slowly engorging penis remain in view.  He smiled at the youngster and
said, "This place?  Or the whole resort?  Or you dressed like that? 
Hmmmmm...I'll have to think about it."

   "Oh, you...." Angela cried out in mock despair and let go of her
grandfather to come over and hug Terry, pressing herself against him, his
penis stiffening as her flimsily covered chest pressed against his bare
groin.  She stepped back and looked at him, then at Ralph.  "You both look
happy to see me," she giggled, pointing at their now erect penises.  They
all laughed.

   "We've just arrived, sweetheart," Ralph said.  "And, yes.  We are both
ready for a lot of fun this weekend - as you can see!  Are your mum and dad
here yet?"

   Angela sat on Terry's bed, not at all phased by the fact she was talking
to two nude men sporting rather large erections and that her skirt had
hiked up exposing her hairless pubes to their eyes.  "They'll be here
soon," she replied.  "I came up with Sue-Lin and her folks.  Her dad and
little sister are doing an exhibition tonight," she explained to Terry as
though it was something he needed to know.  "And I'm in an act with Sue-Lin
and a few others.  Its really exciting!" She wriggled with pleasure.

   Terry couldn't help but get caught up in her enthusiasm.  He was also
rather surprised that she was as excited as she was.  If these meetings
were regularly held, he would have expected the children to have become
rather jaded and used to being here and being used by the adults.  He
guessed it must be just like going on little holidays as he did when he was
a child - he was always excited even though they went to the same place all
the time and did the same things each time.  This was probably the same for
the children here.  There also looked to be a variety of things to do here,
sex being the major focus, though.

   Angela jumped up suddenly.  "Did you know Samuel's going to be here
tonight, Gramps?  In the show?"

   Ralph laughed at her effervescence.  "No, I didn't, honey.  That'll be
something not to miss, won't it?"

   "He's really neat.  Well, I'm going back to Sue-Lin's.  I'll see you
later," she said.  "I just came to see if you were here.  I'm glad you're
here, Terry.  I reckon you'll have a ball, from what Sue-Lin's told me."
She gave him a cheeky grin.

   Terry blushed and then grinned himself.  "Telling tales, hey?  You tell
her I might tell some tales about her if she doesn't watch out.  Its good
to see you again, Angela."

   The little girl gave them both a cheery wave and ran out the cabin, the
screen door banging as she let it go.

   "She's a whirlwind that one," Ralph said laughing.  "A real sexy little
tornado."

   "She sure is," Terry agreed.  Their penises were slowly deflating and
they both realised it at the same time.  They suddenly burst out laughing,
the young girl's air of excitement and joy in being here infecting them
both, and went back to unpacking and getting ready to explore.

   Terry was amazed by the size of the complex when the two men had finally
organised themselves, put on a pair of brief bikini bathers and begun
wandering around the accommodation area.  They inspected the other cabins
and patio areas, the fully equipped gymnasium with its huge spa and
solarium, then ambled around the spacious gardens angling towards the main
pool area.

   "Who's this 'Samuel' Angie was so excited about?" he asked Ralph as they
pushed their way through the border of lush tropical shrubs surrounding the
entire pool area.

   "Ah ha!  You are in for a surprise!" Ralph chuckled.  "I'm afraid you'll
have to wait for the show tonight, buddy.  It'll be something you won't
forget, I can assure you!"

   Terry was intrigued and wanted to ask more but he was suddenly hit by a
small body.  "OOOmph!!!"

   "Ow!  Gee, I'm sorry mister!  I didn't see you!"

   Terry held the young lad that had run into him while he gathered his
composure.  The boy had dashed around the bush, obviously playing a game of
tag and collided with Terry.  The boy chasing him suddenly rounded the bush
and collided with the two of them.

   "Whoa there!" Ralph said, grabbing the second boy as he stumbled.  The
four of them took a moment to get over the surprise.

   Terry looked at the two boys, the one he held against himself and the
one Ralph was holding.  They were beautiful, both around ten years of age
and both nude.  With a shock, he realised the boy Ralph was holding was the
young boy he had found very alluring in the album.  Damn!  he thought, what
was his name?  He recognised the boy he was holding, too.  It was Sue-Lin's
brother, Nguyen, he thought his name was.  Andy!  That was the other boy's
name.  He let go of Nguyen but the boy stayed close to him, his naked body
touching right the way down Terry's almost naked side.  The man couldn't
take his eyes from Andy, though.  It was the lad he had seen in the album
lying naked on the sand at a beach holding the most beautiful and large
erection up to the sun.  Flaccid, the boy's penis was nearly as big as his
own but looked huge because of the slenderness and stature of the young
lad.

   "Are you okay, sir?" the blonde haired young adonis asked, his voice
smooth and as yet unbroken.  His smile was charming and there was an
interesting twinkle in his clear blue eyes.

   Terry smiled awkwardly, his heart pounding.  He was flustered by seeing
this boy in the flesh.  He had never been attracted to boys until he had
seen several of them in the album and found they were as beautiful as the
girls.  Then he had had Armand at Ralph's house last weekend and had
decided to get a boy of his own after this weekend.  And now here he was
confronted with the two boys who he had been most attracted to in the
album! And they were as stunning in reality as they were in their photos.
No, he thought, more stunning because he could see them breathe and move
and their genitals sway and their expressions and all.

   "Are you okay, Terry?" Ralph asked and Terry realised he'd been standing
still like a stunned mullet.

   "Uh...Oh yes," he said.  "I'm fine.  I was just looking at you boys..."
he went on, his eyes turning from one to the other.  The boys looked at him
and smiled.  "You are both beautiful!" he blurted out.

   "Gee.  Thanks, sir," Andy said sweetly, a touch of cheekiness in his
voice.  "You're alright, too."

   "Boys?  This is Terry," Ralph said as the four of them stood in a group.
"He's new to our group and a friend of mine.  Terry, this is Nguyen,
Sue-Lin's brother.  And this little sex-pot is Andy." He playfully cuffed
the young lad around the ears and Andy immediately pulled the waist band of
Ralph's bikinis out and let it slap back against the doctor's skin.

   "I know," Terry said laughing at Andy's action.

   The boy stopped attacking Ralph and looked at Terry.  "You know who I
am?" he asked.  "How?"

   "From the book," Terry replied, his eyes travelling up and down the
boy's nudity.  "Both you and Nguyen were two boys I thought I'd like to...
er...I thought were..." He trailed off and blushed uncontrollably.

   Both boys moved closer to him, looking up at his discomfort in surprise.
"You mean you wanted to have us for sex?" Andy said matter-of-factly. 
"That's what our photos are in the book for." He grinned up at Terry. 
"There's no need to be embarrassed, Terry." He looked pointedly at the
man's bikini pouch (which had swelled since seeing these two boys) and then
back up at Terry.  "I reckon I'd like that," he said.  "Hey, Nguyen?"

   The young Vietnamese/Mexican boy nodded.  "You bet!" he said
enthusiastically.

   Terry looked at him suspiciously, but a good-natured smile on his face.
"Has your sister been telling stories?" he asked and felt a flush of
pleasure go through him when the boy nodded.  He must have made a good
impression on the little girl, he thought, the way she's telling the others
and obviously positively.

   "You gonna come swimming?" Andy asked excitedly, looking at both Ralph
and Terry.

   "You guys know there's no fucking before the show tonight, don't you?"
the doctor said looking at them both.  They nodded, an expression of mock
disappointment on their faces.

   "But you can still muck around," Andy said.  "You can still come
swimming with us." He looked at the two men.

   Terry could see the boy's penis had thickened and felt his own becoming
uncomfortable in the too-small pouch.  He glanced around and saw several
people watching them, smiles on their faces.  Several men sitting with some
children had full erections, one of them had a little girl sitting on his
chest while he stroked between her legs and the other two lay on their
backs sun-bathing as two boys massaged them with oil.  A couple of nude
women were also watching, one as she suckled a boy of around eleven or
twelve at her full breasts, the other enjoying the attention of another boy
as he massaged her shaven pubes.  He looked at Ralph.  "I wouldn't mind
it," he said, although he was nervous about being naked and sexually
aroused in front of a group of strangers.  But he realised that this was
going to be expected, seen as normal in this group, and he reckoned
swimming might be the easiest initiation into this new experience.

   Ralph gave a sigh of consent, making out he was being forced into the
decision; and the boys whooped and hovered around excitedly as the men
stripped their bikinis and then they all charged towards the pool, their
penises already becoming fully erect before they hit the water.

   Terry thoroughly enjoyed the next half hour or so, the four of them
playing tag and swimming beneath each other's legs, hands touching and
fondling each other's bodies, cuddling and embracing and generally becoming
fully relaxed in each other's presence.  Andy seemed to stay close to Terry
all the time and found many ways to touch the man's penis or stroke around
his testes or buttocks.  He would come up underwater and wrap his arms
around Terry's upper thighs and surface with his head brushing up Terry's
constant erection.  Only once did he suddenly take the glans fully into his
mouth whilst he was underwater and Terry almost came at the feel of the
boy's hot mouth encasing him in the cool water.

   When Andy came up to the surface, he gave Terry a really cheeky grin
whilst glancing over to see if Ralph had seen what he had done.  The doctor
hadn't and Andy gave an exaggerated sigh of relief.

   "Was that nice?" he asked Terry quietly.  "I'd like to really suck you,"
he said.  "You've got a big cock."

   Terry put his arms around the boy and pulled him in until they were
touching the lengths of their bodies, the boy's penis hard against Terry's
leg, his own squashed against the boy's upper belly and chest.  "I'd like
that, Andy," he replied.  "And I'd like to suck and fuck you, too.  You are
beautiful.  I picked your photo out of the album and was going to get you
as my first boy experience."

   "Haven't you been with a boy before?" Andy asked in surprise, as though
every man and boy always had sex with boys as well as girls.

   "Yes," Terry said.  "At Ralph's the other night I had a session with
Armand.  That was my very first time, sucking him and fucking one time
each. I've never had a boy for a night or a weekend and you were going to
be my choice."

   Andy smiled.  "Are you still going to ask me now that you've seen me?"
he questioned.

   Terry hugged him.  "You bet!" he said into the top of the lad's head. 
"You have a wonderful body and a lovely looking cock and ball set to boot.
I think I'll enjoy having them all to myself for a while." The boy hugged
him silently and Terry felt a deep warmth spread through him.  This
beautiful youngster was causing deep feelings inside him he realised with
some surprise.  He just hoped he never got to a stage where a youngster
didn't create these feelings of love and protection...which must happen to
those pedophiles who hurt children...the ones who caused outrage and
disgust in the community at large.  How much more preferrable the native
and ancient societies that loved children sexually as well as emotionally
and physically and cared for them for their entire lives - this group was
like that and he was so glad he had been given the opportunity to belong to
it.

   "I think we should be getting ready for dinner," Ralph said as he
surfaced beside them, Nguyen riding on his back holding him around his
neck. With a start, Terry realised the sun had set and the area was now lit
with myriad hidden lights and the floodlights he had seen when they
arrived. "The show starts around eight, and we need to eat first," the
doctor went on.  "The boys are in the show so they'd better get a move on."

   Terry looked at Andy in surprise.  He had assumd the boy would be with
him tonight, the way things were developing.  "You're in the show?" he
asked.

   Andy nodded.  "I hope you like it," was his only comment and Terry had
to hold back his disappointment from showing.  After all, he chastised
himself, these kids are used to all this...they have plenty of time and
energy.  If you don't get Andy this weekend, you get him for another time,
he told himself.  Who knows what the night will bring?  He followed the
others as they clambered out of the pool, the boys slipping into net
bikinis that left nothing to the imagination as the two men tried to cram
themselves into their own.  They were by themselves at the pool, the other
guests having already left.

   "See you later," the boys said and gave both Terry and Ralph a hug
before running off in the opposite direction to which the men had to go. 
Terry felt a sense of disappointment, but Ralph gave him a friendly punch
on the arm.

   "Cheer up, buddy.  He's a sexy little bugger, that Andy, but you'll find
all the kids are like that.  You'll have your fun tonight, don't worry."

   Terry looked at him and smiled.  "I know that, Ralph.  If it happens
with Andy, that'd be great, but there's lots of time.  I intend to make the
most of it.  But thanks for your concern."

   The two friends headed back to their cabin to get ready for dinner and
the show, their talk and laughter echoing in the darkening twilight.



   **********************************



   Terry looked around as he and Ralph took their seats in the Theatre.  It
was a large room with subdued lighting and softly padded lounges, with no
arm rests, in two tiers around three sides of a sunken square section in
the middle.  In that square was a large raised section, circular and almost
at eye-level when Terry sat down in the luxurious softness of the first
level lounge.  The dias had a small ledge running around it with what
appeared to be hooded lights at its edge, but the main feature was what
looked like a very large circular bed-come-stage area covering most of the
dias.  There were around thirty other adults and about the same number of
children, boys and girls, sitting around the room.  Terry had met most of
them during dinner in the resort's dining room.  A couple of people he
already knew from meeting them when he had picked up their children.  A
couple of others, he knew through business away from the group and was
surprised and delighted when he discovered their interests were the same as
his.  There were several husband and wife members, but most were single
like him, both men and women.  And the women, he thought, were all quite
pretty.  There didn't seem to be any over about forty, which he made a note
to ask Ralph about later.  He felt relaxed and satisfied after the
delicious meal, but there was also a nervous twitch in the pit of stomach
from the anticipation of what was going to occur, not only tonight, but
over the next couple of days.  He looked around for Andy but couldn't see
him anywhere.

   The adults and children were all dressed in diaphanous or net fabrics
cut to expose or erotically reveal most of their bodies.  Terry had on a
singlet made of a coarse yet soft net, the holes large enough to allow his
nipples to stick through, and a pair of shorts made from a smaller mesh
that showed off his manhood.  Ralph had suggested the outfit and was
dressed similarly.  It would allow them to get an erection without the
discomfort of tight constriction, the mesh being extremely flexible and
stretchable.  It also clung to their genitals when they were flaccid,
clearly displaying them through the fine material.  Ralph had suggested
they shave for the event and both were as hairless as young boys, which
seemed to make their penises look even larger.  Some of the women wore
similar costumes, tops and shorts or skirts made from the soft net.  Others
wore see-through bikinis, while several others wore just a series of sashes
wrapped around their bodies, exposing their pubes or breasts or both.  The
children generally wore only a loin cloth hanging in front of their
genitals from a belt around their hips or shifts like Sue-Lin and Armand
had worn at Ralph's dinner party last weekend.  It was all highly erotic.
There was an air of excitement and the smell of sexual arousal in the room
and there was a buzz of noise like before a film starts at the theatre. 
The room lights began to dim and a silence fell.  As the room lights
dimmed, the lights over and on the raised dais brightened.

   At the side of the entrance into the theatre where there was no seating,
was a section covered with a velvet curtain and this was swept aside and a
man dressed only in a loin cloth entered the room and stepped up onto the
dais.  He was a handsome looking black man, his skin a rich chocolaty
colour, his body impressive and powerful looking, his muscles firm and
bulging even relaxed.  His skin shone with an oiled sheen beneath the
lights.  The loin cloth was wrapped around his hips and up between his
legs, but from the shadow created by the overhead lights, it was obvious
there was a huge bulge within it.  Terry joined in as everyone clapped and
whistled as he bowed to them.

   "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, my name is Samuel," he began, his
voice as rich as his colour.  "Welcome to Paradise.  We have some very
special treats for you all and some new members to introduce." Terry felt
himself blush already.  He hadn't expected to be singled out.  Then, he
thought, there may be other new members - which would make it a bit easier.
"Where is Terry?" the man asked and Terry realised then that he was
probably the only one.  Ralph nudged him and indicated for him to stand up.
He did so, feeling rather foolish, but everyone clapped and smiled at him
and the man on the dias came over and shook his hand.  "Welcome to our
group, Terry.  May you find everything your heart desires." Then he turned
back to the stage and Terry sat down with a sigh of relief.

   "You don't get out of it that easily," Ralph leaned over and whispered,
a chuckle in his voice.  "But don't worry, buddy.  You'll enjoy it," he
added and sat back again, leaving Terry wondering what was going to happen.

   "We will begin our evening's entertainment with two of our visitors from
the Cataleen County group who are holidaying here.  Samantha and Dougie!"
Samuel said, stepping down from the dias as the curtain swished back and a
woman and young boy came out into the room.  They both stepped up onto the
dias and onto the round bed.  Terry saw that it was made of a firm rubber
or something as it gave beneath their weight, but didn't sink inwards. 
There was a fluffy fawny coloured covering over the entire structure.

   The woman was dressed in a filmy gown like those worn by ancient Greeks,
tied in a cross around her breasts and hanging nearly to the floor.  She
was quite clearly nude beneath it as her skin colour showed through the
semi-transparent folds.  The boy wore a thin white loin cloth and had a
crown of leaves around his head and a lyre in his hand.  The woman lay back
on the bed and the boy knelt beside her.  To Terry's surprise, the whole
stage structure began to slowly and smoothly revolve which meant that
whatever was happening on it would be clearly seen from all angles by the
audience.

   Soft, lyrical music filled the room as the boy began singing,
accompanying himself on the lyre.  It was obviously a love song and he was
a minstral playing for his mistress in ancient times.  The boy was only
around twelve or thirteen.  His voice hadn't broken and he sang in a
beautiful soprano.  His body was slim and just showing the beginnings of
puberty, the muscles starting to develop beneath his smooth skin.  The loin
cloth barely covered him and the bottom edge of his testes was visible as
he knelt by his mistress.

   She was a beautiful woman who looked to be in her late twenties.  She
had long, blonde hair braided upon her head and a full figure, her breasts
thrusting upwards as she lay on her back beside the boy, her nipples
showing large and stiff beneath the gown.  The soft material moulded itself
to her, showing the gentle swell of her belly, the rise of her mons veneris
and her full hips.  The gown was split from her waist and folded back from
just below her pubes displaying long, honey-coloured legs, as shapely as
any model's.  She closed her eyes as the boy played and a smile touched her
full red lips.  The boy played and sang and the audience was mesmerised.

   Slowly the woman raised one of her legs and the gown parted higher and
higher until her bare hip was visible to Terry.  Her legs were uncovered
and she straightened them out again, the gown falling each side of her
hips, split from her navel down.  Her belly, her shaven mound of Venus and
her legs were now uncovered and she slowly parted her legs.  From where the
boy knelt, he had a full view of her sex and his loin cloth began to lift,
but he did not falter in his singing or playing.  Her hands slowly moved to
her breasts and she fondled and kneaded them, her legs opening wider and
lifting slightly at the knees.  The centre stage was very slowly revolving
and Terry watched in fascination as she was turning towards him.

   She began untying the sash beneath her breasts, the gown now gaping up
to that join.  When she got it undone, the soft material slipped from her
leaving her whole body bare.  Terry felt himself stiffening as he gazed
upon her nakedness, her vulva now becoming visible as she was turned
further his way.  Her body was a golden colour all over, no bikini or
bathers marks at all.  Even the flesh between her legs was tanned, her sex
a pink slash below her plump and bare pudendum.  She was open slightly, her
inner red flesh glistening under the lights and the young musician was
looking at her as he sang.

   The woman began caressing herself, her hands moving around her full
breasts, squeezing their firmness and pulling her nipples upwards.  Her
hips moved slightly, a sexy, yet subtle, grinding that drew eyes to her
slowly moistening sex.  The audience could see her breasts rising and
falling as her breathing quickened; and they could see the faint quivering
in her belly and thighs as her hands aroused herself.  Streaks of shiny
essence in the creases where her thighs and buttocks joined were visible to
Terry's eyes as she was turned further towards him on the revolving
platform.  Her hands moved slowly lower, over her belly, over her pubic
mound, down either side of her engorged delta.  Then with a moan, she
pulled outwards, opening her slit to the gaze of the boy.  Terry could see
her swollen labia spread from within her secret vale like fleshy pink fans,
their edges tinged with a purple hue that glistened with her juices.  Her
clitoris stood out boldly from its sheath and was much larger than Terry
had ever thought they could be.  It was almost the size of a young boy's
erection running downwards from the upper crease of her sex.

   Slowly she was turned away from him and he realised he had been leaning
forward staring at her.  With a flush of embarrassment, he moved back on
his lounge but then saw everyone else was doing the same as he had, men,
women and children all craning to see what was occurring on the bed.  The
room was silent except for the still beautiful and unwavering sound of the
boy's singing and the soft lilting lyre.  Terry's penis was rock-hard,
pushing the mesh fabric of his shorts upright and clearly visible through
the stretched material.  He glanced at Ralph and saw he was the same, his
large organ as clear to Terry's eyes as though he was nude.  His friend had
been right about the shorts, though.  There was no discomfort or need to
re-adjust one's self in them.

   Terry turned back to the centre stage where the woman was now
masturbating herself, her fingers entering right into her vagina as her
lower body writhed.  The boy's back was towards Terry and he couldn't see
what was going on, but he did hear the first tremor in the young lad's
voice.  Then he saw the woman's hands leave her groin and the boy jerked
slightly.  Terry realised she must be fondling him under the loin cloth. 
Just as the thought went through his mind, the loin cloth was suddenly
slipped from the boy and he was kneeling naked beside the woman, still
playing and singing, but his voice now definitely trembling.  Slowly the
stage continued to turn and Terry watched the faces of the people sitting
opposite him who were seeing the full action going on.  He could see eyes
staring, lips being licked, tongues being caught between teeth, expressions
of lust and desire on all of them.  He could imagine what was going on and
he willed the stage to turn faster so he could see.  The boy's voice was
quite quivery and the woman had twisted herself around towards him.  He
still managed to play without mistake but Terry wondered for how much
longer.

   Under the light, the boy was smoothskinned and tanned all over like the
woman.  His back was nicely tapered, the muscles rippling beneath his skin
as he played the lyre, shadows playing over his smoothness.  His waist was
slim, as were his hips.  His buttocks were nicely rounded and deep cleft.
Terry was looking at him as he knelt on his heels and he could see the
boy's testicles dangling beneath him, swaying between his ankles.

   The boy ended his singing, only just reaching the end of his song before
his voice broke completely from whatever the woman was doing to him.  He
finished the last few bars on the lyre and laid the instrument down.  Then
he arched back, still kneeling, until his shoulders were back on the bed.
Terry drew in his breath and leaned forward when he saw the youngster's
penis held upright in the woman's hand.  It glistened wetly and she had
obviously been sucking it as they had rotated.  It was as thick as his own,
if not quite as long and the boy was uncircumcised, his foreskin covering
the glans in a smooth silken hood.  The whole shaft was slightly darker
than his overall tan, but the glistening flesh peeking from out of the hood
was a deep shining crimson.  As he watched, the woman peeled the foreskin
back and the swollen mushroom knob slid into view.  Keeping the glans
bared, the woman swivelled herself around until she straddled the boy's
thighs, holding his penis up for her open sex to engulf.  She slid the
shaft easily inside her until her labia were pressed over the boy's pubic
mound with its soft little patch of newly grown blonde hair, her clitoris
jutting outwards.  Then she leaned backwards as he had done and the
audience could see the young penis buried inside the woman, and see both of
their nude bodies stretched out on the bed.  The boy put his fingers down
where they joined and lubricated them at the edge of the woman's vulva then
began rubbing her clitoris in swirling, practised strokes.  The woman began
moving herself up and down on the boy, her movements only slight because of
the position they were both in.  She began a low moaning and Terry found
himself staring intently at their well-rehearsed lovemaking, his own
arousal now at its peak.  He knew everyone else was aroused as well, but
Ralph had said there was no sexual release allowed (apart from the
performers) until after the show was over.  He wondered if he would last
that long!

   The woman's voice rose higher and higher until she gave a sudden high
squeal.  At that point, he could see her breasts heaving and her body
quivering and the boy stiffening up as well, his body tense, his muscles
clearly defined.  He suddenly pulled fully out of her and shot an arc of
semen up into the air and the audience showed their approval as the two
performers reached their mutual orgasm.  The boy spurted several times, his
glistening semen spraying back over both him and the woman.  Her hands
fondled his testes, pressing them into her pulsating opening, her fingers
pressing him against her clitoris.

   When they finally settled, they both came upright together, the woman
still straddling the boy's thighs and they embraced, the boy held tightly
against her firm breasts.  Then they disentangled themselves and stood up,
turning around to face their audience and receiving their accolades.  The
lad's penis was dribbling sperm and slowly detumescing but he was
unconcerned, his arm around the nude woman as they took a bow.  Then he
reached down and picked up his lyre as the woman gathered their costumes
and they stepped arm in arm from the dais and back behind the curtains, as
Samuel re-emerged.

   "Wasn't that fantastic?  Great stuff, Samantha and Dougie.  Aaaah...if
all musical evenings could end up like that...  Of course, they are mother
and natural son, so we would expect them to be perfect," he laughed.  The
audience slowly settled back with an audible sigh as sexual tension was
slowly brought under control and Samuel made a few remarks to do with
organisational matters for the running of the weekend.  Terry felt himself
softening and was slightly relieved.

   "Now!  Our next fantastic performance," Samuel announced.  Someone, one
of the boys from the sound of it, called out, "You!!" and everyone laughed,
including Samuel.  "No, no, no," he protested.  "I come later!" and with
that, everyone laughed and cheered.  Terry looked questioningly at Ralph,
but his friend just gave him a wink.  Terry's curiosity about Samuel was
really whetted.

   "Seriously," Samuel said, holding up his hands for quiet.  "I'm sure we
are all going to enjoy our next performers.  From the local group, Sue-Lin,
Angela, Andy and Raymond." He raised his hands towards the curtain as he
spoke, then made his exit as the four children bounded in and onto the
dais. They were all dressed only in gold coloured g-strings and, apart from
the long hair on the girls and the size of the bulges in the g-string
pouches, they all looked similar in size and shape, although the girls'
nipples were more pronounced than the boys'.  They were all beautiful. 
Rock music began playing and the four young children began dancing, their
lithe near-nude bodies twisting and gyrating suggestively to it.  As they
turned and twisted, they showed off their bodies to the audience, their
g-strings merely cupping their genitals in front whilst leaving the rest of
their bodies nude.  They began turning towards each other, writhing
themselves against each other's pubes or buttocks, boy against boy, girl
against girl, boy against girl; and Terry and the rest of the audience,
could see the boys' pouches starting to stretch outwards as they became
erect.  The music built to a climax and the children writhed and gyrated
more frantically, their hands touching each other and themselves, stroking
and fondling, until a final crash of chords and they ripped their g-strings
off and stood, legs splayed, displaying themselves in all their nude glory
for the appreciative audience.

   As he clapped them, Terry's penis had erected again and he gazed upon
Andy's beautiful organ as it jutted out proudly from the boy's hairless
pubes.  His testes hung loosely below, smaller than Terry's but large for
such a young boy.  His body shone with sweat and he was puffing from his
exertions and Terry delighted in the heaving of the boy's chest and belly
and the throbbing he could see in his penis.  His eyes wandered to the
other boy, Raymond, who was turning towards Terry's side of the dias.  He
was also quite stiff and larger than normal for a boy his age, although
quite a deal shorter than Andy, but just as thick.  His body was the same
rich all over tan they all had from being naked outdoors most of the time.
He was as tall but little bit heavier build than Andy, a little more
muscly, but still a beautiful youngster.  He was circumcised and Terry
noticed that he had a rather pronounced circumcision ring around his penis.
The glans was pointed and not as flared as Andy's which made it look a
little bit like a stalk of asparagus, rather than the mushroom shape of
both Terry and Andy.  His testes were in a tight sac and bulged beneath the
base of his penis.  Terry found he desired Andy, rather than the equally
attractive Raymond because of that.

   The two girls were as beautiful as each other, as he already knew; and
they were as tall as the boys.  Their totally bare bodies gleamed under the
lights and their bald pubes were clearly exposed.  The lights around the
dias shone upwards, highlighting between their legs and both of them were
obviously swollen and aroused, their young pussies glistening from their
freely flowing juices.  Terry could smell and taste them both in his
memory. The two girls contrasted beautifully, Angela with her shiny blonde
hair and wide blue eyes and Sue-Lin with her dark, almost blue-black,
straight hair and her asian features.  Their bodies, though, were very
similar, slender and graceful, their nipples pointed upon their near-flat
chests, their hips and buttocks just starting to develop the sweet shape
they would eventually become.

   Slow, sensuous music filled the theatre and the children paired off,
Andy with Sue-Lin and Raymond with Angela.  The girls took hold of their
partner's penis and they swayed erotically to the music, the girls slowly
rubbing up and down the boys' shafts as the boys traced circles around the
girls' nipples.  The audience immediately quietened, all eyes riveted on
the stage.

   Sue-Lin slowly brought Andy's penis towards her bare wet sex and touched
the silken knob against herself.  She ran the glans up and down her slit
and Terry could see Andy's buttock muscles clench as he began to press
slowly inwards.  Still swaying in time to the music, the boy and girl
became joined, Andy's thickness sliding slowly into Sue-Lin's vagina until
they were rocking from side to side, their pubic mounds touching.  Andy's
arms went around Sue-Lins waist and Terry watched his muscles tighten as
the girl began to bend backwards, the boy holding her steady and supporting
her as she arched further and further back.  Andy bent forwards over her
when her hands were flat on the dias, her arms extended, her back arched
fully.  The boy curved over her, his hands leaving her waist to hold
himself up from the floor.  Slowly Sue-Lin put one arm around Andy's back,
both of their bodies straining to keep themselves joined.  Once adjusted,
she took her other hand off the floor and brought it over his back to clasp
her other one, hanging beneath her partner and holding tightly to him. 
Then she repeated the action with her feet and legs, ending up with them
hooked behind the small of Andy's back.  Andy was spread-eagled above the
surface of the dias holding himself up on his arms and legs, Sue-Lin
clinging to him like a baby monkey to its mother and they had kept
themselves joined.  Andy began to waddle his way around the slowly moving
stage area, his arms and legs spread to hold the girl's weight, her swaying
beneath him working his penis around inside her tight vagina.  His testes
swung and jiggled between his spread legs and bounced against Sue-Lin's
anus as they made their slow, lumbering way around the perimeter.  Terry
could see by the expressions on their faces that the sensations they were
getting from the some-what awkward position they were in were very intense.

   Raymond and Angela were also in an unusual position, similar to the
other two in that Angela hung clasped beneath Raymond's nude body as he
waddled like Andy but in the opposite direction around the stage area. 
They, however, weren't joined penis to vagina.  Instead, they were joined
mouth to sex, Angela with Raymond's thick but short erection buried in her
mouth while Raymond's head was pressed up between the girl's legs, which
were clasped back over his shoulders and opening her pussy wide for his
tongue and mouth.  The audience could see his tongue swirling around her
labia and clitoris and probing into her vagina, every now and then his
teeth or lips grabbing her tender flesh and tugging it outwards.  She
bobbed her head up and down the stubby penis, hard in her mouth.

   The whole effect was highly erotic, with the young children graceful in
spite of the awkwardness of their positions, seeing their genitalia being
manipulated and excited and seeing their bodies so close from every angle.
Terry could feel his penis leaking and it took him a lot of willpower to
not begin masturbating.  The sensuous music heightened the sense of
eroticism and it was slowly building to a crescendo.  The boys had stopped
moving around the stage, letting the stage itself take them around in front
of their audience.  They were now obviously bringing each other to orgasm,
Andy and Sue-Lin kissing deeply as their hips writhed and bucked and Angela
and Raymond sucking and working at each other in a coordinated rhythm.  As
the music reached its climax, so did the children, their bodies bucking and
heaving as their orgasmss hit.  Both boys pulled out from the girls once
they were ejaculating so the viewers could see their youthful semen
squirting out in powerful bursts, spraying Sue-Lin's belly and Angela's
face, dripping onto the stage covering in shiny droplets.

   As their orgasms waned, so they slowly lowered onto the bed-like stage,
their bodies stretching out like unfurling cats in slow motion, until the
boys were lying full stretch on the girls beneath them.  They slowly rolled
over, hugging their partners as the audience voiced its approval.  Finally,
slowly, the four children stood up, smiles on their faces, their eyes and
bodies still heavy with lust.  Andy's penis glistened with Sue-Lin's
lubrication and sperm dribbled from both boys' penis in long, shiny
threads. The girls' upper thighs were wet and a thread of sperm shimmered
from between Sue-Lin's labia, clearly visible in the light.  Terry wanted
to go over to her and lick it from her.  His body quivered with pleasure at
that thought and he held himself back with some effort.

   After several minutes of accepting the audience's accolades, the four
youngsters were able to leave the stage and disappeared through the curtain
as Samuel re-appeared, his loin cloth bulging from the hardness now
outlined within.  He was certainly large, Terry thought as he looked at
him, but not as large as he had expected.  In fact, he doubted whether he
was much larger than himself or Ralph.

   "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls," the black man was saying and
Terry listened to his soft smooth voice.  "Our next performance is one we
all look forward to witnessing every time it happens - which is not too
often.  Tonight, a new child is to be introduced into our group.  Her
father has been preparing her for tonight and it will be her first time in
front of people other than her family.  She is also a virgin and you know
what that means," he said knowingly.  Everyone, except Terry, nodded and
smiled.  A couple of people looked towards him but he smiled at them and
thought no more about it, his attention going back to Samuel.  "If this
little girl is anything like her sister, we are all in for a wonderful time
in the years ahead.  Here they are, Genaro and Cara."

   Terry watched as Sue-Lin's father walked out from behind the curtain
holding the young girl's hand.  The girl, Cara, was a younger version of
Sue-Lin, pretty and slim and looked to be only five or six years old.  She
looked around nervously as her father led her onto the dias.  Terry leaned
forward.  This was going to be an interesting spectacle.





   Chapter 8











   Genaro helped his young daughter onto the stage area.  He was wearing a
track suit and Cara a short nightie.  Her young body was just visible
through the pale pink silk.  Genaro squatted down beside her and hugged
her, his hands on her back and buttocks.  He whispered something to her and
she smiled shyly, her smile so like Sue-Lin's.  Terry knew that Sue-Lin
would have probably gone through what her young sister was about to take
part in at the same age.  He could imagine it was her in front of him - a
fantasy he found pleasure in.  He leaned forward, his penis achingly hard.

   He watched intently as the father began stroking his young daughter's
body outside her nightie, running his big hands over her chest and belly
and between her legs.  The five or six year old girl looked nervously
around her at the people watching, squinting against the lights surrounding
the platform.  Genaro began teasing the little girl's nipples, sliding his
fingers through the arm hole of her nightie to touch them, making Cara
giggle.  Then he lifted the nightie from her, leaving her in only a pair of
frilly knickers.  He knelt beside her, his head level with her's and bent
down to lick her nipples, flickering his tongue over the barely visible
circles of palest pink.  It must have felt good, though, as the little girl
clutched her father's hair and her expression changed from one of
nervousness to a more relaxed state - it was obvious she had experienced
her father's touching and fondling many times.  She looked down at his head
and Terry could see her lips part and her tongue protrude slightly as her
father brought his hand up between her legs, running it slowly up and down
the length of her inner thigh.  His hand looked huge against her, almost
touching fingers around her thigh.

   Then the man began easing his fingers in under the leg of the little
girl's panties each time he got to the top of her thigh, his fingers moving
further under each time.  Cara giggled as he touched between her legs and
everyone heard her say softly to him, "That tickles, daddy," and a soft
murmur rippled through the audience.  The little girl was so cute and to
watch a full grown man, her father, fondling her so intimately in front of
them and for her to be so accepting was an exciting sight.  There was also
an air of anticipation in the audience as well.  It seemed they all knew
what was going to transpire.  Terry could see out of the corner of his eye
that Ralph kept glancing at him every little while and giving a strange
smile; and a few of the others he could see glanced his way as well.  His
curiosity was aroused - but, then, so was his cock!  His attention stayed
on the performance on the revolving stage.

   Genaro began easing Cara's panties down, teasing the audience and the
little girl by doing it tantalisingly slowly.  Gradually the youngster's
body was revealed and Terry stared at her as Genaro finally slipped her
panties from her feet, leaving her naked.  She had quite a large, plump
pubic mound, her slit just visible curving in under her.  She still had a
child's body, slim chest, slightly protruding belly and undeveloped arm and
leg muscles.  Her skin was paler than Sue-Lin's and her father's - a creamy
colour more like that of her mother.  She had the same dark hair as the
rest of her family but her's was curly like her father's, unlike Sue-Lin's
straight tresses.  She looked so delicate that Terry had to remind himself
that this was not knew to her...that her father had been having sex with
her for several years already.  This was just her introduction to the group
- her first public exhibition.

   Her father stroked his full hand between her legs and over her nude
belly.  Cara stood passively as her father began to concentrate on the V
between her legs, his fingers stroking and prodding around her still closed
slit.  He said something softly to her and she began unzipping his
tracksuit top, pulling it away from his muscular body.  Genaro assisted her
in removing it, then stood up, his groin level with the little girl's head.
She took hold of the waistband of his pants and pulled them down.  Her
father was naked beneath them and his erection sprang free and swiped
against her face as she bent down to take his pants right off.  As Sue-Lin
had told him, her father was around the same size as Terry, his penis
uncircumcised and smooth looking, the foreskin tight around the glans when
erect, leaving about half-an-inch of pink showing from beneath the dark
brown skin of his shaft.  Genaro's testicles were large but were held
closer to his body than Terry's, looking almost black in their crinkled
scrotum against the olive skin of the man's Mexican heritage.  He had a
small, close-cropped patch of black pubic hair on his pubic bone.  The rest
of his body was hairless.  He was handsome and athletic and Terry admired
his naked form.  He thought he measured up pretty well himself, but Genaro
obviously worked out, his body still tight and smooth.

   The little girl stood up, her face only inches away from the end of her
father's thick shaft.  Looking up at him, she took his organ in both hands,
unable to reach her fingers around its thickness.  She rubbed it between
her hands, drawing the foreskin back from the glans, letting the pink
helmet free of its constricting skin.  It glistened like slick satin under
the lights, looking brand new, somehow, on the end of the dark shaft.  Cara
looked at it and smiled up at her father, then brought her mouth to the
end, her tongue coming out and licking around the pink plum-shaped glans.
The youngster opened her mouth and slipped it over the swollen hood and
Terry was amazed as he saw the little girl deep-throat her father, several
inches of the man's organ going into her and having to be going into her
throat.  His thoughts went back to Sue-Lin and the expert way she had
fellated him - she said she had had a good teacher, her father.  Watching
Cara, Terry knew she certainly had been taught by an expert.  A lot of
women could take lessons from the youngster, he thought, his own penis
aching and throbbing in his mesh pants.

   Cara sucked on her father for several minutes, her head sliding
backwards and forwards on the now glistening shaft.  Then Genaro eased
himself away from her and, reaching over her, took hold of her upper thighs
and swung her upside down, her back towards Terry.  The man turned around
and stepped over her and, in one smooth motion, lowered her on her
shoulders on the floor, spreading her legs back over her so she was
displayed to the audience and to Terry.  He could see between Caqra's legs,
her buttocks spread wide by the stretching of her legs and her head almost
touched her own cunny.  Her sex was opened directly towards Terry and he
gazed at her enchanting inner flesh.  She appeared so tiny and virginal and
he thought he could see her hymen in the light from the surrounding
spotlights.  Her anus was a dark buff-coloured oval in the pale skin
between her buttocks.  Whereas her vagina looked pink and virginal, her
anus looked bruised and well used and Terry watched as Genaro licked his
fingers and began to moisten her orifice.  Cara giggled again as her father
began touching her anus, spreading his spittle around and in the tight
sphincter.  The little girl spread her legs even wider as her father began
lowering his penis towards her slickened hole, bending himself at the knees
until he was against her.  Terry watched in amazement as the huge organ
began to penetrate Cara, its blunt head forcing its way through her
shincter with minimal resistance.  He glanced at the youngster's face and
saw just a twinge of pain as she opened fully, then the smile returned as
her father lowered himself until his entire length was embedded.  He held
himself motionless inside her, then looked up.

   "Terry?" he said.

   Terry sat back in surprise and looked questioningly at Ralph.  His
friend just smiled and shrugged at him then looked back at the stage. 
Terry realised everyone was looking at him.

   "Terry?" Genaro called again.

   "Uh...yes?" Terry responded nervously.  What was this all about?  he
wondered.  He felt himself wilting and blushing.  Was this what Ralph knew
was going to happen?  Was this his initiation?  He looked at the man still
impaled in his daughter.

   "We, the members of 'The Group'," Genaro began as Terry looked at him,
his arm indicating the rest of the audience, "Welcome you to Paradise.  As
you have been made aware, there is an initiation all new members must go
through." Terry's heart pounded nervously.  It was as he had suspected. 
"You, my lucky man," Genaro went on, "Have the honour of introducing Cara
to the joys of having a man's cock inside her pussy.  As you can see, my
baby here is no stranger to butt-fucking.  In fact, she likes it, don't
you, sweetheart?" The little girl nodded - as much as she could in the
position she was in.  "But she is a virgin in the pussy, Terry, saved up
for this moment.  You are the lucky new iniate to our group who will have
the honour of taking Cara's virginity, here, on stage, with me right now.
Come on down here.  I promised Cara I would be with her through the
performance and she has been prepared for double penetration." The audience
all drew in their breaths and several applauded.

   Terry was stunned - by the reaction of the people sitting around him as
much as by Genaro's words and his own feelings.  He was both embarrassed
and nervous; and yet incredibly sexually excited by the thought of taking
the youngster's virginity and double-fucking, a fantasy he had had for many
years.  It was a bit daunting to do it in front of everyone, but, he
realised, the thought of sharing Cara with Genaro was very appealing and he
realised he found the man quite sexually desirable - which only added more
turmoil to his thoughts.

   "Come on, buddy," Ralph said beside him.  "You lucky bugger.  Go to it!
Just remember, we've all been through this type of exhibition.  Most of us
now like to do it with an audience."

   Terry stood up nervously and walked hesitantly towards the stage. 
Genaro remained with his penis still buried inside his daughter's anus and
the youngster looked at him upside-down as he stepped up onto the stage.

   "Undress, man!" Genaro said with a boisterous laugh.  "Cara likes to see
men in all their glory, don't you, my honey?" He withdrew himself slightly
then pushed back into her and Cara smiled up at him, her face flushed with
pleasure.

   Terry stood awkwardly for a moment or two looking from the nude man with
his cock embedded in the anus of his young daughter to the audience, dim
figures beyond the glare of the lights.  He realised his clothing hid
nothing under that glare and Ralph's words ran through his head.  Everyone
here had done this.  It didn't make him feel less self-conscious but it did
give him more courage.  He had only ever had sex with others present at
Ralph's - quite different to this public display.  He began to remove his
singlet and looked back down at Cara.  She was looking up at him, her young
face showing a sexual awareness far beyond her years.  Her eyes were
looking at him beneath his net shorts.  Close-up she was a real beauty and
Terry felt himself tumescing as he looked at where her father forced her
open.  Her bald, tiny pussy looked even tinier against the swollen bulge of
her filled anus.  Plucking up his last bit of courage, Terry pushed his
pants down and they dropped to the stage.  He was nude, his thick penis
curving out semi-erect and he could feel the heat from the lights (and his
embarrassment) on his skin.  He could also feel everyone's eyes checking
his manhood out.  Nothing wrong with that, he thought rather proudly.

   "Let Cara suck you, first, Terry.  She loves sucking cock almost as much
as having daddy up her backside, right baby?" Genaro gave his daughter a
light smack on her bare hip as he spoke to her and she wriggled beneath him
and opened her mouth suggestively towards Terry.  Her father laughed.  The
little girl really did seem to be enjoying the attention.

   Terry knelt with his knees either side of Cara's head, his penis curving
towards her waiting mouth.  He pressed himself downwards, watching his
flared glans touch against the little girl's lips.  His glans was much
wider than her father's but she managed to take it fully into her mouth. 
Terry gasped as her tight warmth surrounded his spongy bulb, her teeth
gripping his flesh behind the coronal rim.  She suctioned in expertly and
Terry felt himself being sucked into her throat then forced back out.  The
kid was an expert!  She manipulated him in and out of her throat with
incredible expertise and Terry felt himself swelling into fullness and he
had to push himself downwards from the base of his penis to keep himself
pointed at her.  As he swelled, he worried about choking her with his size,
but the little girl's arms reached around his buttocks and grasped him in
towards her.

   "Lick her pussy," Genaro said.  "Make her wetter so you can get inside
her."

   Terry needed no prompting, lowering his face towards the youngster's
virgin sex.  She was swollen and glistening and he could see her clitoris
was engorged and red.  As he came closer, he could smell her sweet smell
and also the musky smell mixed with her father's male odour that came from
her anus.  It was a heady mixture and Terry felt almost dizzy from its
essence.  Then his mouth was at her silky female skin and her tangy taste
filled his mouth.  He wiped his flattened tongue over her smoothness, then
pointed it and outlined her delicate labia and the stiff bud of her
clitoris.  Then he delved into her centre, stiffening his tongue so it
could spread her opening.  His face was against Genaro's lower belly, his
nose touching the man's penis, his eyes filled with the sight of it
entering the girl he licked.  He pressed against his male companion,
forgetting about the audience, the lights, the stage.  He was totally
focused on the three of them and he had lost the inhibition of touching a
man intimately after his time with Armand.  Genaro bent over Terry's nude
body, his arms enclosing him with his daughter.  Terry licked and probed
Cara's vagina, feeling her teeth nip his shaft each time he caused a
sensation that made her gasp.

   Then Genaro raised himself up.  "Time you take her virginity," he said
to Terry and Cara let his penis spring up out of her mouth.  He looked down
at himself and saw he was wet and ready, his shaft hard and almost at
bursting point.  He looked beyond it to the little girl's face beneath him.
There was a slight look of nervousness in her eyes, but also a look of
expectation and sexual lust.  Terry knelt up, bringing his penis to the
youngster's raw looking opening.  Genaro was still embedded in Cara's anus
and stretching the little girl to the limit - but it was something she was
used to.  This was going to be something quite new, although no doubt her
father had played with her vagina and prepared her for this moment.  Terry
brought his wet glans to her vaginal opening, her flesh hot against his
sensitive skin.  He was only millemetres away from Genaro's dark shaft as
he began to press downwards onto the youngster's reddened opening.  He
heard her give a cry as his blunt knob began to force her muscles to spread
apart, reluctantly allowing the thick male organ entry.  She was so tight
that Terry had to use his fingers to press himself in to her and Cara cried
out each time he edged further inwards.  He paused and looked at her father
in concern, worried she might not be able to take him.

   "Its okay, Terry," Genaro encouraged.  "Cara always makes noise when she
gets fucked.  Keep pushing." He was watching both Terry's penis forcing its
way into his daughter, and looking at her face between Terry's legs,
smiling encouragement to her as well.  Terry couldn't see the youngster's
face but relied on her father to be telling the truth.

   He pressed inwards slightly harder and watched as his glans began to
stretch Cara's vagina open and squeeze into her, his spongy knob whitening
under the pressure of her virgin muscle.  Cara was moaning but couldn't
move as the two men held her up between them.  Genaro kept himself still
inside her anus, his thick shaft helping to keep the girl still and not
distract from Terry's taking her virginity.  Terry kept up his pressure,
pushing himself inwards with his fingers, her tightness almost painful. 
Then, with a squeal from Cara, his glans burst through that tightness into
her hot, moist vagina.  He stared at where he was entered, seeing the
little girl's body pierced by two thick shafts less than a centimetre
apart, her flesh bulging around the hard rods and stretching her so wide,
none of her labia or outer sex flesh was visible.  Her clitoris was forced
straight up, a tiny bud of flesh touching at the edge of his penis.  He
could hear the youngster protesting and looked into her father's face.  The
man was grinning and nodded for Terry to proceed.

   "My little baby is fine, Terry," he assured him.  "You must take her
virginity.  She has been waiting for this moment." He began gently stroking
his penis slightly in and out of his daughter's anus as he spoke.

   Terry was at the very edge of his climax, his excitement at fever pitch,
not only from the hot tightness of Cara's virgin hole, but also from the
feel of her father's penis against his, moving against him inside her,
their organs seperated by just the thin inner membranes of the youngster.
He pressed in, feeling a sudden giving way inside her allowing him to slip
deeper.  He realised he had broken her hymen - he and Cara were now full
members of the group.  His penis could only go about a third of the way in
before coming against the barrier of her cervix, but it was certainly deep
enough to bring him to more heightened pleasure than he had thought
possible.  His whole body was tingling, any embarrassment or shyness long
dissipated.  He began moving in time with Genaro, the two men fucking the
little girl between them, their penises sliding against each other and
bringing them both to orgasm within a couple of strokes.

   Terry cried out as he burst his seed into Cara's womb, feeling her
father's penis pulsating against his.  Then Genaro pulled out, spurting his
jissom into the youngster's gaping anus and onto Terry's exposed shaft, the
creamy essence dribbling around Cara's stretched sex and sliding down onto
her belly.  As Terry's climax ebbed, he also withdrew, gazing down into the
little girl's streched and gaping vagina as he squeezed the last of his
sperm into her.  He noticed spots of blood inside her and on his softening
shaft.  He had truly done it!

   Sudden applause resounded through the auditorium and he realised it was
welcoming both him and Cara into full acceptance in the group.  The
audience could see the blood, could see his sperm, had watched him deflower
the girl in initiation.  He savoured the moment, comfortable now in his
nudity and his performance in front of these people.  He turned towards
Genaro to see him cuddling his daughter, holding her tiny naked body
pressed to his.  She turned her head towards Terry and gave him a beaming
smile and he moved over and hugged them both unselfconsciously.  Then
Samuel was once again on stage, patting them all on the back and head and
stirring up the audience for another round of applause.

   "Well, young lady now," Genaro said, pride in his voice as he lifted
Cara up.  "Let's get you cleaned up and ready for your first night at
Paradise.e" She gave Terry a final hug before her father picked up their
discarded clothing and left the stage.

   "Welcome to the group, officially, Terry," Samuel said, shaking Terry's
hand.  "You did very well and I am sure there will be no shortage of
youngsters wanting to get some of that before the weekend is through," he
went on, indicating Terry's now soft, but still impressive, penis.  Terry
blushed and everyone laughed good-naturedly.  Samuel ussured Terry back
towards his seat.  "We still have two more acts to come," he said to the
audience as he did so.

   Terry stepped into his shorts and pulled his singlet over his head
before taking his seat beside Ralph again.  His penis was sticky with
drying semen and his body sweaty from the exertion, excitement and the hot
stage-lights, but leaving the auditorium before the show was over for a
shower was the last thing on his mind.

   "There you are.  Told you it'd be a surprise," his friend said grinning.
"I knew you'd be up to it, though." He patted Terry's knee.  "Welcome
aboard," he said sincerely and Terry covered his friend's hand with his.

   "I owe everything to you, my friend.  Thank you."

   Samuel's voice brought their attention back to the stage.

   "We are now going to be treated to wrestling match," he said.  "It is a
challenge." The man gave a soft laugh.  "Steven had the audacity to tell
Amanda that boys were stronger than girls." The audience gave a muted laugh
and Terry felt himself smile.  He didn't know the two kids involved, but he
could imagine the scene.  "So Amanda challenged him to a wrestling match
tonight.  The winner gets to fuck the loser - although that's still a moot
point as to whether getting fucked is losing!" Everyone laughed and someone
called out, "I'd throw the match!" and someone else immediately responded
with, "We all know you would!" which brought more laughs.  Samuel finally
restored order with some mock-stern posturing and finger-wagging at the
culprits and went on with his spiel.  "We, ladies and gentlemen, boys and
girls, will, in fact, be the winners!" He paused.  "We get to watch!" More
laughter erupted.

   The friendly informality of the whole situation quite stunned Terry, but
pleasantly so.  These people, the adults, were all lovers of children - the
children were experienced sexual beings who enjoyed sex with adults as well
as other children - and yet the whole place rang with laughter and
good-will, an air of openness and an innocence Terry had never expected to
ever find.  His whole being seemed uplifted by everything that had and was
still going to happen to him and for him.

   "Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls...Mandy and Steve!"

   Terry watched two glistening, naked young children, around eleven or
twelve years of age judging by the small developing breasts on the girl and
the faint hint of pubic hair above the boy's good-sized genitals, run
through the curtains and onto the stage.  They turned around, waving to
their audience who clapped and cheered encouragement to one or the other.
The children's bodies glistened under the lights and Terry saw they had
been covered in oil all over, the effect quite stunning and erotic on their
lithe, tanned bodies.  Once they had completed their full turn around, the
two children took the classic wrestling hold, their arms interlocked, their
bodies straining, leaning in towards each other.

   Steve was a slender boy, rather beautiful, in fact, with curly blonde
hair, delicate facial features and the brightest blue eyes Terry had ever
seen.  His penis was quite thick and smooth, dangling below the shadow of
fine pubic hair, his foreskin covering his glans.  His testicles were shiny
smooth, dangling between his thighs in a full sack.  Mandy was also an
exceedingly beautiful young girl, her body just starting to develop its
woman shape, her hips swelling outwards from her slim waist and her breasts
small mounds with round aureoles and dark pink nipples at their tips.  Her
belly was gently rounded and her still hairless pubic mound bulged
prominantly at its base.  Her vagina was hidden within a smooth,
unblemished slit running down between her legs.  She had long, blonde hair
that stuck in strands to her oiled skin and her face was beautiful - fair
and delicate with high cheek bones, dark brown eyes and full red lips. 
They were both attractive to Terry and he made a mental note to check on
them in his album in the near future - along with all the other children he
had seen that had attracted him so far!  And that was all of them!  He was
certainly going to be busy from now on.  Thank goodness Ralph had developed
the elixer...and that it worked!  Already Terry could feel his penis
stirring again as he watched the children on the stage.

   Their oiled nudity shone in the light and the sound of their hands and
bodies slapping as they tried to wrestle the other into submission was
quite loud in the breathless auditorium.  As they moved around, their hands
trying to lift legs, trying to keep their balance or to counter an
opponant's move, their bodies were opened for all to see.  Their were no
holds barred and Steve's hands dove between Mandy's legs for leverage while
the girl tried to grasp his slippery penis and testes to force him to
capitulate.  Within a few minutes, Steve had a full erection and Terry was
surprised at its size.  The foreskin was fully withdrawn, the exposed
mushroom shaped and coloured glans slightly bent downwards at the end of a
shaft at least seven inches long.  If it hadn't been for the oil and his
squirming from Amanda's attempts to grab it, it was an easy target jutting
upwards from his groin.

   Steve was trying to lift Mandy's leg up to unbalance her but she was
proving to be very flexible and quite elusive.  But by lifting her leg
almost up to her chest, the girl's pubes were fully exposed to the
enthralled audience.  Terry saw her labia was swollen and puffy, but still
not very pronounced, more just a shallow lip around the edge of her vagina.
Her clitoral stem was quite pronounced with her sex opened, though it had
been fully covered when she was standing with both feet on the ground. 
With her leg stretched upwards, her clitoris was a tapered stem of flesh
with a clearly visible head poking out from its sheath.  Her vaginal
entrance was also clearly visible with her leg stretched.  Terry could see
the opening leading into a dark red core and saw it gleamed with either oil
or lubricant like the rest of her body.

   Suddenly Amanda's foot slipped and she swivelled around and down, Steve
pushing his knee between her legs and keeping the leg he had raised from
going flat beside its mate.  Without a pause, he fell over her and the
audience drew an audible breath as the boy thrust his penis straight into
Mandy's vulnerable centre.  The young girl gave a squeal of disappointment
at losing as much as the solid feel of the large organ embedding itself
fully into her.  Steve leant up on his arms and looked around at his
audience, then down at the girl pinned beneath him.

   "I told you so," he said cockily and began to writhe his hips over her,
his shiny penis worming around inside her.

   Mandy smiled up at him.  "I don't mind losing," she said breathily. 
"You'll never know if I did this deliberately, will you?"

   Steve looked at her in surprise.  Terry wondered whether this was all
just another performance, rehearsed and executed so perfectly.  He didn't
care, though, as he watched Steve begin to fuck Mandy seriously.

   The two children squirmed and writhed on the stage, their oiled bodies
slick against each other, sliding effortlessly over each other's skin.  As
the stage revolved, everyone got excellent views of Steve's penis spreading
Mandy, his testes bouncing against her anus as he moved faster and faster
on top of her.  Mandy's breathing became ragged and loud, Steve beginning
to pant as his movements shortened.  Then he arched his back and drove
deeply into the girl, his buttocks clenching and unclenching as he cried
out in release.

   This triggered his partner and Mandy gave a shriek of pleasure, her legs
sliding up Steve's, her feet locking in the small of his back as he thrust
deeply into her.  This allowed everyone to see the boy's shaft distending
her vulva and to see the cream of his ejaculation and her lubricant seeping
out from where they joined.  The two children's expertise was so obvious to
Terry, their love-making and orgasm rivalling that of any adult.  They
stroked and fondled each other as they climaxed, ensuring each one got
maximum pleasure from the act, only ceasing once both were lying still and
exhausted on the stage covering.

   There was a moment's silence, the air filled with a deep sense of
eroticism and desire so thick Terry swore he could taste it.  Then the
clapping and whistling erupted and the two youngsters gradually seperated
and slowly got to their feet.  Holding hands and looking rather coy and
also rather worn out, they acknowledged the audience's response.  Samuel
bounded out from the curtains and stood behind them, his arms around each
of them as they turned to each part of the spectator areas, their breathing
slowly returning to normal, Steve's still glistening penis slowly
deflating. With a final wave, they both walked arm in arm from the stage
and Samuel was left by himself.

   The black man looked around at the audience and a hush of expectancy
fell over the room.  Terry wondered what was happening, then realised it
was time for Samuel's performance - whatever that was going to be.  He
watched the man slowly unfasten his loin cloth, letting the material hide
his manhood for as long as possible before whipping it away from the stage.
Terry stared in awe.  He knew that many black men had large penises, but he
was unprepared for what was exposed.  He had initially thought Samuel was
no bigger than he or Ralph, judging from the size of the bulge in his
loincloth.  But his cock had been folded back on itself and was almost half
as long again as his own.  It hung almost to Samuel's knees, swaying like a
trunk of an elephant from the man's movements.  Terry knew he wasn't the
only one impressed by the size of Samuel's penis as he heard several sighs
from around the room and a few whispers.

   Samuel stood proudly naked, his body shiny and beautifully formed, his
muscles defined and his skin ebony, light reflecting off every curve.  His
penis was a deep purplish colour with a pale pink glans that contrasted
starkly and drew attention to its flared shape.  His testicles were large
ovoids, his scrotum almost black, shiny and pendulous behind the large
organ.  The black man looked down at himself, his hands behind his back,
his loins thrusting forward.  Terry stared transfixed as the man's penis
began slowly stiffening, lengthening and thickening and then starting to
rise, with nothing but Samuel's concentration to bring it erect.  Slowly it
rose, curving outwards before stiffening, then raising the pink glans up
higher and higher until it was projecting outwards at a few degrees above
horizontal.  Samuel turned slowly on the dais, making no other movement,
just the steady throbbing of his heart beat making his penis jerk slightly
up and down.  Terry saw a couple of the children sneak up to the edge of
the revolving platform and crouch there like kids at a rock concert with
their favourite act on stage.

   After doing a complete revolution, slow, soft music began and Samuel
slowly slid his hands down over his buttocks and onto the top of his
thighs. Terry saw his muscles start to tense, then, to his surprise, Samuel
began to bend forward, his hands sliding down the back of his legs and his
body folding over, his legs straight.  Realisation dawned over Terry and he
watched in fascination as the black man's head came lower and lower, closer
and closer to the thick, long organ now pointing upwards as the man's loins
thrust upwards.  He was going to fellate himself!  Terry knew it was
possible - had even done it himself after his marriage ended - but only by
lying on his back and putting his legs over his head and pulling himself to
his mouth.  He had had to try hard and, although he was successful and had
climaxed in his own mouth, it had not been comfortable.  This man was going
to do it standing up and just bending over.  How fit and flexible he had to
be!  He held his breath as the man finally brought his mouth to the end of
his penis.

   But he didn't stop there!  He took the glans into his mouth and kept
bending forward until his body was almost bent double, his penis buried
over half of it's length into his mouth and throat.  Terry stared in awe
like everyone else around the auditorium.  Samuel paused only a moment,
then began to suck on himself, his head bobbing rhythmically over his
length, his pace steady and in time with the music.  Terry was mesmerised
watching.  Now he knew what the sly smiles of Ralph's had been for every
time he had mentioned Samuel's performance.  It was certainly incredibly
impressive.

   Samuel only fellated himself for a minute or so and didn't appear to
vary his rhythm, but Terry saw the muscles in his legs and his belly
tightening.  Then the man suddenly stood upright, his hands coming up his
legs to behind his back again, his stiff penis thrust forward.  He stood
momentarily like that and Terry wondered what had happened.  Then his eyes
caught the movement of Samuel's penis.  It was jerking up and down quite
erratically.  At the instant Terry realised what was happening, a jet of
thick essence burst from the end of the throbbing penis and arced right
across the stage.  It was followed almost immediately by an even thicker
stream of semen.  Terry was astounded.  He had never ever seen anyone come
without touching or rubbing themselves, yet this was exactly what was
happening on stage.  Samuel was standing perfectly still except for the
quivering of his penis.  And Terry had never believed anyone could come as
long, or as powerfully as the negro was.  Four...five....six...seven! 
Burst after burst of semen was ejaculated with incredible force from out of
the monstrous organ, most of it going beyong the edge of the stage, some
hissing as it struck the hot lights, some obviously splashing the children
crouched there from the shouts of delight and whistles coming from them.

   As the bursts of essence slowed, the audience began to whistle and clap
and Terry found himself joining in.  As their appreciation rang out, Samuel
finally relaxed, his arms coming to his sides, his head rising and looking
around him with a smile.

   "Told you it was going to be unusual," Ralph said to Terry, leaning over
to be heard above the applause.

   "That was bloody incredible!" Terry said, seeing the auditorium lights
starting to brighten as the stage lights ebbed and realising the show had
finished.  "Absolutely incredible!"

   Samuel was holding his hands out to quieten everyone and stillness
slowly settled back into the auditorium.  He had retrieved his loin cloth
and was wiping himself with it as he spoke.

   "That brings us to the climax of this part of the weekend's
entertainment," He said, then paused while everyone chuckled at his pun. 
"It is now your turn to entertain yourselves.  I hope you all enjoy your
weekend," he paused dramatically again.  "And I hope you have all taken
plenty of Doctor Ralph's Elixer!" Everybody burst into laughter and
applause and Ralph gave a smile and wave.

   With that, the lights came fully on and everyone got up from their seats
and began milling around the stage area, talking to Samuel or the children.
Ralph stood up and Terry followed.  Several people spoke to Terry,
welcoming to their group, congratulating him on his performance, and
several of the children touched him as he stood near them talking.  It was
quite noisy and confusing and Terry felt a little overwhelmed by it all.

   "Lets go get a drink, Terry," Ralph said, finally drawing them both away
from the stage area.  "Then I think we should decide who we want for our
first night." He led the way towards the bar area.  As he followed, Terry
felt someone close behind him and, just as he looked around to see who it
was, a sweet voice said, "I thought you were going to get me." He knew it
was Andy and his heart pounded.  After this afternoo and then the boy's
performance earlier tonight, Terry had become determined to have the boy;
and here he was offering himself for the night.  Terry smiled at him and
held out his hand.

   "I'd love to," he said and the young boy took his hand.  He was wearing
just a loin cloth like the one Samuel had worn and Terry ran his eyes
hungrily over his near nude body.  "We'll have a drink first and find out
who Ralph decides upon, then we'll have fun."

   The two of them followed Ralph through the doorway.  There was a deep
excitement inside Terry at the feel of the boy beside him, and the sight of
other young children he was free to enjoy.  His penis was already stirring
at the thought of things to come.  And this was just the beginning of his
life as a member of The Group.  Paradise was certainly just that.  He
gripped his young partner's hand tightly and felt him squeeze back.





   Chapter 9 - The Final Chapter













   "Mmmmmmmmm....Come here you gorgeous creature," Terry growled
lecherously, drawing the near naked boy over to his bed.

   After the erotic stage show, he, Andy and Ralph had had a couple of
drinks in the bar before Ralph had finally chosen his partner - a girl
around eleven named Maria.  Terry had seen her photo in the album but had
forgotten details about her.  She was a very attractive youngster and,
dressed in a short black dress, looked older than her real age.  When Ralph
lifted up the hem of her dress, though, Terry could see she was still
hairless, her pubes bald and plump, indicating her true age.  Heading back
to their bungalow, Terry and Andy stopped often to embrace and kiss, Terry
unable to stop his hands from fondling the young boy beneath his loin
cloth, rubbing the youngster erect and pressing him into him.  Andy was
just as eager, his hands pulling the leg of Terry's mesh shorts open and
bringing his manhood out, his fingers teasing and stroking the man's
erection.  By the time they reached their lodgings, the two were highly
aroused and headed straight into Terry's bedroom area.

   "I hope you two don't keep us awake all night!" Ralph quipped as he
watched Terry drawing Andy onto the large bed.  "Maria and I hope to get
some sleep.  Don't we, honey?" The doctor was raising the young girl's
dress over her head as he spoke and she was nude beneath it.  "Then again,
by the look and feel of this sweet little pussy, I guess we won't be,"
Ralph laughed as his fingers caressed the girl's bare sex and he guided her
towards the bed in the open alcove opposite Terry's.

   Andy lay on his back on the bed, his arms folded across his chest, the
front of his loin cloth tented by his erection.  Terry gazed down on the
beautiful lad, his fingers reaching out to touch the stiff nipple peeking
out from under Andy's folded hands.  He smiled and Terry leaned down and
kissed him.  He had never ever considered kissing a male in his life, yet
to kiss Andy seemed the most natural thing.

   The boy's lips parted with Terry's and their tongues slipped into each
other's mouths, sliding around each other's and running along their teeth
and lips.  The effect was electric and Terry found his hands automatically
sliding down Andy's bare belly to cover the large mound in his groin.  He
fondled the hard penis within its pouch, his fingers gently searching its
shape and size from base to tip, remembering how it looked at the pool
earlier.  He could feel the boy's hands tugging his singlet out and moved
himself to allow it to be removed, breaking their kiss only for a moment
for it to clear his head, leaving him only in his mesh shorts, his penis
sticking out firmly inside the elastic material.  Andy's fingers found him
and Terry almost came as he felt the boy's fingers stroking him through the
mesh.  His penis bulged through the tiny squares and Andy's fingers tingled
on the little bits of flesh that were exposed.

   "Oh, Wow!" Terry said, breaking away from Andy's lips.  "Let me have
your cock." He began tugging at the waist band of the young boy's loin
cloth.  It came away easily and Terry threw it behind him onto the floor
and gazed at the now naked boy.  Andy's penis was sticking upright from his
bare pubic area, a solid, thick, hot rod of boy-flesh that made Terry catch
his breath.  He still couldn't believe he would feel this way about a boy!
Ralph's unorthodox treatment had cetainly liberated him sexually and
exposed him to pleasures he had never ever thought he would attain.  The
very fact he was in this bungalow with a young boy, naked, with the lights
on - with his friend and doctor entertaining a young girl across the room
and in view of each other and both of them able to watch him having sex
with the boy whenever they wanted.  Only a few short weeks ago, he would
have been far too inhibited to even have the light on while having sex, let
alone having sex with children in the presence of others!  He could hear
Ralph and Maria moving around on their bed and, glancing up, he saw that
Ralph was licking the young girl's pussy, both of them naked, their bodies
glistening with a soft sheen from the bedside lamp.  He felt his pants
being tugged from him and he turned his attention back to his young lover.

   He rolled onto his back, his penis hard and thrusting upwards, gleaming
in the light from the continual leakage of pre-cum.  Andy laid his head on
Terry's bare belly, his fingers taking hold of Terry's penis around the
base and pressing it downwards to his mouth.  Then the boy began licking
the end of it, his tongue licking the clear slickness that seeped from the
opening.  Terry moaned as he felt Andy's tongue slide around the ridge of
his glans and the youngster's fingers stroked the rubbery ovals of his
testes in their soft sack.  Andy eased his body around, lifting his leg
over Terry's chest until he was straddled over the man, his feet at Terry's
head.  The boy's testicles dangled onto Terry's chin, his penis resting in
the groove of Terry's throat as he lowered himself onto his adult lover.

   The bedlamp was at the head of the bed and was like a spotlight on the
boy's spread buttocks as he straddled Terry; and the man gazed in wonder at
the pale valley exposed so openly to his eyes.  He had never ever
considered butt fucking a boy in his life until his night at Ralph's; but
now he knew he was going to do it to this beautifully sexy boy sucking on
his penis.  His eyes searched the youngster's creamy flesh, drawn
inexorably towards the pale pink rosette of his anus.  Terry felt himself
hardening even more, if it was possible, at the thought of his penis
thrusting into that tender, vulnerable looking entrance.  Andy's flesh was
unblemished, his anal area smooth and shiny with the creased sphincter just
a slightly darker shade than the surrounding skin.  Terry was surprised at
how un-used it looked, knowing that Andy would have to be in demand by both
men and women because of his beauty and that he had been fucked countless
times.  He had expected to see his anus more swollen or bruised.  He was
delighted it looked so virginal.  Running down the valley between Andy's
buttocks from his anus was a darker brown line that continued on to the
dangling scrotum, which, from behind, had two sharp ridges running down its
length caused by the tubes coming from within the boy's body to the testes,
the tubes that would soon be transporting the boy's love fluids into his
shaft.

   Terry brought his hands to Andy's smooth, firmly rounded buttocks,
feeling the cool skin beneath his palms as he tenderly spread the boy's
buttocks even wider, causing the lad's anus to open exposing the reddened
inner flesh.  As if in a trance, he lifted his head up between Andy's
thighs and brought his mouth onto that moist entrance.  There was a deep
knot of excitement in Terry's lower belly as he smelt the musty, sweaty
tang coming from Andy, then he tasted the strange, pungent taste of that
usually so private of places, arousing beyond belief to him.  He couldn't
stop his tongue from slipping between his lips and touching the moist
indent, the boy's tangy taste instantly filling Terry's senses.  As if of
its own volition, his tongue firmed into a point and began forcing itself
into the hot back passage of the youngster, delving in until Terry's lips
were pressed around the smooth skin, his tongue probing to its fullest
inside the tight hole.  He was aware of his chin nestling into Andy's
testes and could feel the slick wetness of the boy's hard penis as it
pressed against his throat.  His hands slid up the boy's back, then slid
down his sides and slipped beneath him to find the hard flesh of his
boy-hood, grasping the hot solid rod in his fist as he tongued deeply
inside him.  He felt Andy responding, his breathing jerky, his mouth and
teeth nibbling and nipping along the length of Terry's penis.

   "Oh, man!" Andy moaned, raising himself up on his arms and peering back
down over his shoulder at Terry.  His eyes looked glazed, his eyelids
half-closed with desire in the lamplight.  "I want you to fuck me, Terry,"
he said hoarsely.  "I need you to fuck me."

   Terry licked around the boy's anus and down the ridge towards his testes
then back up, smearing his spittle around the silken flesh.  Then he kissed
the boy's nether mouth and looked over his firm buttocks at the young face
peering back at him.

   "Me too!" he half-groaned, his voice thick with desire.  He assisted
Andy to raise himself up, getting wonderful views of the lad's testes and
swollen penis, his firm belly, smooth thighs and his marvelous buttocks as
the boy squatted over him, positioning himself above Terry's turgid
manhood. The man watched in fascination as Andy slowly lowered himself, his
anus opening as the boy brought Terry's penis towards it.  There was a
moment of tight pressure as his large glans forced Andy's sphincter muscle
to stretch wide, then Terry was sliding into the hot, encasing bowels of
his young lover.  Andy lowered himself smoothly downwards until his
buttocks rested on Terry's belly, the man's penis embedded fully inside
him. Terry's eyes swept up and down Andy's smooth, bare back and buttocks,
the youngster's body so slim yet already showing the perfect male shape he
would become.  The feeling of his penis fully encased within Andy's bowels
was hot and sensual, the boy's passageway clenching around him like a
vagina, the sphincter muscle like a tight rubber band around his base.

   Without lifting up, Andy turned himself around until he was facing
Terry. The man groaned as his penis was wrung inside the boy.  He was close
to coming.  His hands went to between Andy's spread thighs, taking hold of
his penis with one hand and lifting his testes from where they rested on
his belly with the other.  Andy began moving his hips backwards and
forwards, sliding himself up and down on Terry's thickness and causing his
own penis to slide in and out of the man's fingers.  Terry gently squeezed
Andy's testes and the boy reached behind himself to take hold of Terry's,
needing to use both hands to hold the adult eggs.

   The feel of the boy was too much for Terry after all the teasing and
foreplay they had already had before getting on the bed; and Terry felt his
penis tightening and swelling.  He gasped as his first burst of seed sped
thickly through his shaft.  He felt every millimetre of its progress up
through his urethra until it spurted deep inside Andy's bowel.  The boy
pressed himself hard down onto Terry's penis, grinding his bottom against
Terry's pubic mound, letting him know he was feeling his ejaculations
inside him.  Terry bucked beneath the boy, his penis tingling, his sperm
squirting powerfully, his body taken over by his orgasm.  His hand squeezed
Andy's penis and he was only dimly aware of the wetness streaking over his
belly as the young boy also climaxed, his semen still only a watery fluid,
thin but slippery, allowing Andy's shaft to slide easily in Terry's grip.
Through lust-glazed eyes, the man watched the boy straddling him bring
about both of their orgasms with sensual expertise.

   It seemed to take several minutes for Terry's climax to end and for them
both to start to relax.  Terry's penis stayed hard, though, fully encased
inside Andy's rectum and he became aware of the slick heat around his
glans. Andy seemed to be able to work his inner muscles, his body squeezing
the hardness filling him in a fluid, rhythmical pulse as he slowly lowered
himself onto the man lying beneath him.  They kissed, Andy stretching up to
reach Terry's mouth, his sweat-damp nudity sliding erotically over the
man's skin.  He clenched his anal muscle around Terry's shaft.

   "Mmmmmm," he growled huskily.  "Your cock fills me so full," he said,
pulling his lips back from Terry's mouth.  A cheeky smile played on his
mouth.  "You feel even bigger than you looked at the pool," he continued.
"I wanted you inside me then; and now I've got you!"

   "I'm glad you like it," Terry said, his mouth dry, his heart pounding
from his exertions.  "You're nice and tight.  I could get to like this," he
added, pushing himself upwards slightly, pressing himself deeper into
Andy's bowels.

   The boy was quiet for a moment, lowering his head onto Terry's chest,
his arms along Terry's side.  He wriggled his hands beneath the small of
the man's back and suddenly hugged him tightly.  Terry felt him say
something, but couldn't hear him.

   "What?" he asked, his hands coming around the boy and gently resting on
his tight, round buttocks.

   Andy raised his head and looked up at Terry.  He hesitated before
speaking, as though making up his mind about what he was going to say.  He
took a deep breath, then dropped his eyes.  Terry could see that the boy
was, surprisingly, embarrassed.

   "What is it, Andy?" he asked again, his voice soft.  "You can talk to
me, buddy." He suddenly realised with something of a shock that the boy was
very important to him, that his feelings for him went far deeper than it
had with the other children he had taken to his bed.  Ever since meeting
Andy at the pool, Terry's thoughts had never been far from him, his
beautifully formed body, goodlooking face and those so knowing, so aware,
eyes.  Just before Andy had lowered his eyes, though, Terry had glimpsed a
different look - a vulnerability - or an insecurity - he had not seen
before.  The self-assuredness of the youngster seemed to have suddenly
disappeared, replaced by an uncertainty that Terry found added to the boy's
appeal.

   Andy slowly raised his head and Terry was surprised to see his eyes
glistening.  The boy was close to tears!  Terry wrapped his arms around him
and hugged him tightly, pulling him up his body, his penis slipping wetly
out of Andy's anus, slowly detumescing as he wondered what was wrong with
the lad.  He made soothing noises in the youngster's ear and Andy responded
by hugging Terry even tighter.  The noises coming from the other bed
receded as the man and boy concentrated solely on each other.  Finally,
Terry felt Andy relax.

   "What's the matter, son?" he asked softly and felt the naked boy take a
deep breath.  Then he raised his head up to look at Terry.  He gave a
tentative smile.

   "You'll think its silly," he said, his voice also low.

   "Nothing you say would be silly, buddy," Terry reassured him.  "You're
too important to me." Andy's expression brightened.

   "You mean that, Terry?" he asked, watching the man intently.  He smiled
when he saw Terry nod.  "Well..." he began.  "I was just thinking that I
really like you, Terry.  I did when I first saw you at the pool today.  I
really wanted to be with you."

   Terry squeezed him and grinned.  "I'm glad about that.  I felt the same
way."

   "Did you?" Andy asked, a touch of surprise in his voice.  "I mean more
than just the sex things," he stated.

   "So do I, Andy.  Although they are important to me and I guess I wanted
to have sex with you," Terry said, curious about the way this conversation
was going.

   "Oh!  So did I," Andy said hastily.  "I just meant, I wanted you more
than that..." He hesitated.

   Terry waited a moment, then said, "Why don't you tell me what's on your
mind, hey?"

   Andy squirmed self-consciously, the feel of his cool nude body so
sensuous on Terry's, the man couldn't help but rest his hands back on the
boy's firm buttocks.  Andy pressed himself into Terry's belly.  He was
still semi-hard.

   "Well..." he began hesitantly, looking into Terry's eyes.  "Ralph told
me you didn't have any kids." Terry nodded when Andy waited.  He could see
the boy was quite nervous, the cheeky demeanor now subdued.  "When I knew
that, I thought...er...I wondered...uh...whether you wanted any?  I mean, I
know you like kids," he laughed.  "But do you want a kid, like, all the
time?"

   Terry suddenly could see where this was leading.  "You mean like
fostering someone in the group?" he asked.

   "Yeah," Andy said.

   "Like who?"

   "Well....uh...me," the boy said softly.

   Terry looked at the beautiful youngster in surprise.  The thought of
having this boy live with him like Ralph had Armand was highly attractive.
And Ralph also still got to go with young girls as well.  Having Armand as
his 'son' didn't stop his pleasures.  And Terry knew he was very attracted
to this boy.

   "I came from an orphanage," Andy explained.  "My parents were killed in
a light plane crash a couple of years ago.  Ralph took me out from it last
year after a visit and I've been living with the Grayson family." Terry
didn't know them.  "They treat me great," Andy went on.  "But they already
have two other foster kids and I am only with them until I find someone I
like and who likes me.  I like you and I reckon you like me, too," he
finished.

   Terry squeezed the firm buttocks.  "That I do, buddy.  But its a big
step.  I mean, I like little girls as well and want to have other kids at
different times.  Which doesn't mean I don't want you," he added hastily,
his thoughts tumbling around in his head.

   "That's cool," Andy said, smiling.  "I won't get in the way if you don't
want me.  Or we could share other kids or whatever.  I like you, Terry. 
And I reckon we'd get on terrific.  And I like doing it with girls and all;
and I'll still get chosen by other men and women in the group.  That's all
part of the deal," he added.  Terry found he had a twinge of jealousy at
that idea - which he realised was totally inappropriate, but did serve to
let him know he really did like this boy.

   But 'liking' and 'fostering' were two quite seperate things and he
wondered how he would go.  The idea was quite appealing, sharing his home
with this boy.  And it wouldn't stop his activities.  Just look at Ralph!
he thought, as the gasping of the girl on the other bed suddenly got
louder. Armand certainly didn't hinder him!  He gazed up at the young boy's
face with its half-brazen, half-nervous grin.  He had the bluest eyes Terry
had ever seen and he looked into their deep clearness.

   "Its a very attractive thought, buddy," he said.  "I reckon we'd get on
okay...and my house is certainly big enough...and I think we'd make a very
handsome couple.  I just need to talk about it with Ralph.  I don't know
whether I've been in the group long enough for a start," (a thought that
had just came to him) "And what the longer term implications are." He saw a
slight flicker of disappointment and rejection wash across Andy's face and
realised how important this was for the boy.  He gave his buttocks a firm
squeeze and smiled.  "But I am sure there will be nothing we can't
overcome."

   "You mean it?" Andy said scrambling up and sitting on Terry's chest. 
"Really?" His voice was excited and his face beamed.

   "I do mean it," Terry assured him.

   "Oh boy!" Andy whooped excitedly, leaning over and hugging Terry so
tightly he almost smothered him.  He struggled laughing beneath the boy's
happy onslaught.

   "Can you two make any more noise?" Ralph's grumpy voice interrupted
their revelry.  "Some of us are trying to have sex!"

   Terry glanced over at the other bed and saw his friend was buried to the
hilt between the young girl's legs.  She was straddled over him, her legs
spread each side of his, their feet towards Terry's bed.  Ralph had his
head on the pillow and had been watching Terry and Andy as he languidly
enjoyed Maria's charms.  Between the girl's spread legs, her filled sex
bulged almost beyond its limits and the size of the man's penis inside her
forced her anus to stick out provocatively in the pale groove between her
buttocks.  Terry felt himself stiffening again as he looked at them.  He
could feel Andy was erect as the boy pressed against him.

   "If you've finished over there, come over and help give Maria her
pleasure.  She likes to double-fuck men, don't you, honey?" Ralph said when
he saw Terry watching them.  Maria raised her head from Ralph's chest and
looked back smiling over her shoulder at Terry and nodded, her hands coming
around behind her to touch her anus.

   Andy lifted his head and looked over at them then down at Terry.  "You
want to?" he asked eagerly.

   "I guess you want me to?" Terry replied grinning, the idea of double
fucking the young girl very tempting.

   "I reckon it'd be a great idea," the boy replied.  "I'd like to see it;
and it would show you I won't be a nuisance or cramp your style." He eased
himself off of his older lover and stood beside the bed, his penis firmly
erect and jutting from his groin.

   "But I might like more of that," Terry said, looking at the boy's penis.


   "You can have it," Andy responded cheekily.  "Come on.  You fuck Maria."
He walked across to the other bed and Terry had no option but to follow,
his penis stiff and already leaking in anticipation.  As he came up to the
end of the bed, he couldn't help but wonder how the young girl could
accommodate him inside her backside with the size of Ralph filling her
vagina.  But she was obviously eager to do it and her eyes were glued to
his swaying erection as he approached.  Andy squatted on the edge of the
bed and smiled at Terry, encouraging him to get on with it.

   Terry kneeled on the bed between Ralph's legs.  For a moment he gazed at
his friend's thick organ where it spread the young girl.  It looked shiny
from the lubricant he used and he saw a ring of creamy white at its base as
the girl raised herself slightly where her juices gathered.  Ralph's testes
were hung low between his legs, shiny smooth in the lamplight.  Terry
leaned forward towards Maria's anus, the smell emanating from between their
legs wafting up as he neared her.  He poked his tongue out and touched it
on the swollen bud, tasting her tangy flavour, not dissimilar to Andy's. 
He ran his tongue around her puckered anus, wetting her wrinkled skin and
the reddish pink area around it.  Then, firming his tongue into a point, he
probed at her opening, wriggling the tip until it began to force the little
girl apart.  In spite of the press of Ralph's penis, she opened more easily
than Andy, her sphincter relaxing and letting his tongue enter inside her.
As he slid his tongue around her, he felt Andy take hold of his penis, then
the boy's mouth slid up and down his length, leaving his spit over Terry's
glans and shaft.  Then he felt the heat as Andy slipped his mouth over his
glans, sucking on the bulbous plum and using his tongue to search every
little ridge, pucker and hollow of the man's satiny knob.  Terry's penis
jerked fully stiff in response to the boy's touch on his now
super-sensitive organ and he brought himself closer to the little girl, his
tongue sliding out of her now slickened hole and up her bare back.

   Andy aimed Terry's penis towards Maria's glistening anus, his mouth
releasing the fully swollen glans and leaving it coated with a mixture of
his spittle and the leaking pre-cum.  As he touched the glans to the bright
red sphincter, his other hand reached under Ralph's testes and lifted them
upwards to touch Terry's, maneuvreing to hold both men's sacks in his hand.


   Electric tremors sizzled through Terry as he realised what his young
lover was doing and, when he felt the touch of his penis on Maria, he
gently pressed forwards, his penis forcing into her anus with only slight
resistance.  Once through the ring of her anal muscle, he slipped easily up
into her bowels.  The girl cried out as he fully penetrated her.

   The sensation was incredible.  She was not as tight as Andy, but he
could feel the hard shaft of his friend's penis pressing against his inside
her through the thin membrane that seperated them.  He could feel the full
outline of Ralph's cock against his own, the bulge of his glans, the soft
ridge of his urethra, the hardness of the blood-filled organ itself.  And
Andy's hands rolled the two men's testes together adding to their
sensations.

   "Oh!  Fuck!!!" Ralph gasped.  "I can feel your cock, buddy.  You like
that Maria?  Is Terry big enough for you?" He thrust up as he spoke and
Maria groaned.  He looked up at Terry beyond the girl's shoulder and
smiled. "She loves it, buddy.  The harder and bigger the better.  Right,
sweetheart?"

   "Y..y..yes!" Maria grunted.  "I love the feel of you both inside
me...Unnnh!" She stiffened as both men pressed in together until their
pubes were pressed tightly against her.  Terry wriggled his buttocks and
felt himself slipping over his friend inside her.

   "You fuck her, Terry.  I'll just lie still beneath her.  It feels
great!" Ralph said.  "Grab her tits.  Don't worry about the weight on me. I
can manage you both easily," he went on.  "Maria likes it hard and rough."

   Terry relaxed over the naked young girl, his body squashing her's
between himself and Ralph.  He brought his hands up under her chest to her
small, pointed developing breasts and took hold of her nipples.  They were
hard.  As he began fucking her in slow, long strokes, he squeezed the rough
little buds between his thumb and finger, delighting in the arching of her
body beneath his as he did so.  He felt all-powerful.

   Then he felt fingers between his buttocks, seeking and finding his anus.
He clenched his buttocks as a finger began stroking around his own
sphincter.  The shock caused him to stop moving and he looked back over his
shoulder.  It was Andy.  The young lad was kneeling between their legs and
was gazing at where his fingers touched Terry.  It was quite obvious to
Terry, from the stiffness of the boy's penis and the insistent touching on
his anus, what Andy wanted.  Terry didn't know how to react.  He had never
in his life considered being fucked.  He wasn't gay!  And yet he had fucked
the boy and enjoyed anal fucking girls!  He was confused.  Here he was, up
the backside of a young girl after just fucking the boy, wondering if he
was gay!  He realised that Andy's finger felt rather good as it probed at
his anus and also realised that he couldn't really stop Andy from fucking
him...it would seem hypocritical and rather childish, he thought.  But it
was still a strange feeling to have someone trying to get into your
arsehole!

   Andy suddenly leaned forward and pressed his face between Terry's
buttocks, his mouth over his anus.  Terry gasped in shock and surprise, his
hips thrusting himself deeply into Maria as the boy's tongue was suddenly
probing and licking at his anal opening.  The boy grasped Terry's hips and
pulled himself in tightly against his adult lover, his tongue digging into
the tight opening and spreading his spit around the area.

   "Relax and enjoy, my friend," Ralph said.  "Who knows?  You might get to
like it!" he laughed.  "The kids seem to, don't they?"

   Terry knew his friend spoke true, but he was still anxious as the boy
toyed with his anus.  He had a fleeting thought about whether he smelt and
tasted like the children, or was he different?  Then he felt the coldness
as Andy drew his mouth away, to be replaced by the smooth heat of the boy's
glans.  Terry tensed as Andy began pressing against his opening, the
movement causing his own penis to move inside Maria.  Both she and Ralph
knew what was happening and were both still, allowing Andy to penetrate
Terry slowly.

   "Aaaah!" Terry gasped as his young lover's thickness began to open him.
A sharp pain shot through his bowel as the boy's organ, not much smaller
than his own, began its entry.  He felt as though he was being torn open,
like being badly constipated.  His body arched upwards.  So this is why the
kids arced, he thought!  The pain!  It was almost unbearable.  It would
have been unbearable if it hadn't been for the overlying sexual thrill of
the situation and knowing his anus was being opened by a boy's penis!

   And then the pain was gone, faded into the background as he felt himself
slowly being filled.  Andy had forced through his tight anal sphincter
muscle and was now pressing himself deep into Terry's rectum.  The man
could feel the fullness and the heat of the organ sliding to its hilt
inside him, the friction against his internal membranes absolutely
exciting.

   "Ooooh, Jesus!" he moaned as he felt Andy's smooth, soft pubes pressing
hard between his spread buttocks as the boy fully embedded himself.  His
own penis was encased in the heat of the young girl and pressed hard
against the iron-hard shaft of his best friend.  The sensations he
experienced were far beyond anything he had experienced so far.  "That
feels sooo good!" he gasped, turning his head back towards his young lover.
The boy let his nude body relax over Terry's, just clenching and
unclenching his buttocks to move his cock inside the man, his hands coming
beneath Terry to tweak his nipples and caress along his sides and flanks.

   "Fuck Maria," Andy said as he nuzzled into Terry's neck.  "You'll bring
us all off."

   Terry was so near to climaxing, he needed no encouragement.  He began
moving himself in and out of Maria, keeping his movements slight.  It was
enough to make all of them groan with pleasure.  Sandwiched between the
girl and boy, fucking and being fucked simultaneously, created a sensation
of being disembodied.  He was a being of total feelings, his body filled
with the tingling that seemed to come from every part of him.  He knew
partly how Maria must be feeling and could understand her desire for double
penetration...the pleasure far outweighed any discomfort.

   But these thoughts were fleeting, jumbled in with the experiences he was
going through.  With only a few moments of sliding his penis over Ralph's
inside the girl, Terry felt himself suddenly explode.  Gush after gush of
semen squirted powerfully from his shaft, his penis pulsing and swelling to
its fullest each time he ejaculated.

   "Ooohhhh!  Fuck!!!  I'm coming!" he cried out as his body spasmed.  He
vaguely felt Ralph forcing up against him as Maria squirmed between them,
her head tossing from side to side, whimpers of pleasure bursting from her.

   "Me, too!  Oh!  Fuck!!!!" Ralph cried out ecstatically, his thrusting
upwards squashing Maria between the men.  Terry's hands, now clenching the
young girl's small breasts, were jammed against his friend's sweating
chest.

   Maria squealed as her body was pounded by the two men, her vagina and
anus filling with their hot sperm.  She loved the feel of two giant penises
inside her at the same time and to have them both pulsing fiercely together
in climax like they were now gave her unbelievable pleasure, bringing her
own multiple orgasms that would continue until the men eventually withdrew.

   Terry heard and felt all that was going on, but it seemed as though he
was dis-embodied - just a mass of nerve endings all over that were alive
with incredible sensation.  The greatest were in his penis and especially
in his anus.  There was a pain between his buttocks, a burning that he knew
was from the pistoning of Andy through his sphincter.  But the pain and
stretching feeling and being filled by the boy's hardness, brought
exquisite pleasure and made his climax even more powerful and sustaining.

   As his climax ebbed, so the feeling in his backside grew.  He felt Maria
squirming between him and Ralph; and could feel Ralph's penis slowly losing
its rigidity against his, although his own was still as hard as ever.  His
concentration, however, was in the sensations being created in his bowels
by the boy fucking him.  He was aware of the lad's testicles banging
rhythmically against his own as the boy sawed himself in and out in faster
and harder strokes and Terry somehow knew Andy was ready to climax.  He
could feel his curving penis getting impossibly harder, feeling like an
iron bar penetrating his super-sensitive flesh.  Then it seemed to swell
and Andy thrust himself deep into Terry, making him gasp.  Then his insides
were suddenly flushed with a warmth that seemed to spread out from deep
within him; and Andy began jerking spasmodically on top of him, his hips
thrusting and grinding as he squirted his young seed into Terry.  It was
unbelievable the sensations created by the wash of semen and the feel of
Andy's penis pulsating inside him and Terry knew then how some men and
women (and the children in this group) so much enjoyed the feeling of a
man's penis climaxing somewhere in them, whether it was their mouth, their
fingers or fists, their pussy, or their anus.  Just the thought of the
power that emanated from an ejaculating penis would excite a truly sexual
person.

   As Andy's climax slowed and the boy began to relax on top of him, Terry
knew he had made a decision about his request.  Even though he had known
the youngster for only a short time, the thought of this situation
re-occurring whenever he wanted it was overwhelming.  He was so attracted
to the boy, his beauty, his cheeky humour, his cockiness and his sexual
skills, that he knew he was going to have the boy live with him...he would
enjoy their shared lives.  By doing what he had just done, Andy had shown
he would do whatever Terry wanted, would share to the degree that he wanted
and give him pleasure whenever he wanted.

   A wave of love swept over Terry and he reached an arm behind him and
embraced the slim youngster tightly against him.  Andy brought his face to
Terry's and kissed him.  Terry returned the kiss, aware of Ralph's arms
coming up to fold around the three of them, Maria, Terry and Andy.

   The room became quiet as they all relaxed in the aftermath of their
sexual release, the only sound their slowly steadying breathing.



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   The night was a feast of sexual delights.  None of them slept and, as
dawn edged its way into their bungalow, Terry slowly pulled himself once
more from Andy's tender anus and flopped onto his back beside the boy,
exhausted and sated.  His penis was sore and reddened from use and flopped
wetly on his belly, still leaking the last dregs of his sperm from its
slit. Terry doubted he had any more to leak.

   Ralph and Maria had joined them once more during the night; and the two
children had given a very sensual exhibition of love-making while the men
watched and recuperated at one stage.  But most of the night was spent in
their own bed, fondling, sucking, masturbating and fucking each other. 
Terry had lost count of the number of climaxes they had had.  His mouth was
filled with the taste of Andy and their bodies were sticky with sweat,
saliva, Maria's juices and their sperm.  The smell of sex pervaded the
room. Terry put his arm over his young lover.

   "Well, buddy," he said drowsily.  "I think we need a shower and
something to eat after all that." He slid his hand down onto Andy's
buttocks, going between them to stroke around the boy's wet, swollen anus,
feeling him wince as he touched that tender spot.  "Mine feels as tender as
your's does, I bet," he said.  "A bit of Ralph's cream might come in
handy."

   "I loved it," Andy said softly, turning towards Terry.  He looked into
his eyes.  "I love you, Terry," he said seriously.  "Have you ...  you know
...thought about...?" He left the question un-asked.

   Terry leaned over and kissed him.  "I have," he replied.  "And I will
speak with Ralph.  I'd like to have you with me."

   "Whahoo!!!" Andy cried delightedly and rolled onto Terry, pressing his
sticky body to the man's.  Terry couldn't help but laugh with the boy and
they hugged each other tightly as they rolled on the bed.

   "Don't you two ever stop?" Ralph's bleary voice came from across the
room.

   "Sorry," Terry apologised.  "I'll talk to you later," he said towards
his friend who was curled up around the young girl, who appeared to be
asleep.  Then he lowered his voice and shushed Andy.  "Come on, little
lover.  Let's go have a shower and sit outside to watch the sunrise with
our breakfast.  What better way to start our first day together."

   Andy kissed him softly.  "Thank you, Terry.  You won't regret it."

   They embraced again, then slowly got up from the bed and crossed the
loungeroom to the large bathroom.  As he followed the naked young lad into
the room, Terry's eyes swept over his new 'son'.  He sat on the toilet seat
to watch Andy adjust the shower then step under the warm water, his slender
body shining in the light as the water washed over him.  Again, Terry was
struck by the boy's beauty.  His body was slender and lithe, with a
feminine lightness of frame from behind yet with a penis and testes as big
as many men.  He had the best of both worlds with Andy, Terry realised. 
That was what made the boy so attractive to him.  It was with a sense of
wonder at the change his life had undergone in just a few short weeks that
he stood up and moved into the stall with his young lover.  The world that
Ralph had introduced to him was the world that finally satisfied him fully.
No more sham or make-believe.  With Andy and the group, his life would be
the one he had really wanted all along.

   As he took up the soap and began washing his 'son', he silently blessed
Ralph for his unorthodox treatment.





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