Author: Sterling
Title: Come in a Tot and She'll Come Too
Summary: One small corner of the pedophile community comes into
possession of a wondrous new drug technology. When fresh semen is
delivered into a vagina, it triggers a pleasant drug high not
that different from an orgasm. It works for little girls too.
With a little effort little girl vaginas can be stretched to
accommodate an adult penis with comfort. Then a little girl will
beg for a man's orgasm so she can have her own.. it's very hard
to resist.
Keywords: Mg4-6, voyeur, ScFi, pedo, loli, humor, group

NOTICE: This story contains explicit sex.

First posted 2/17/2022.

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Come in a Tot and She'll Come Too

Chapter 1

Bill Brewer waited in a small bedroom that was mostly occupied by
a double bed. He was nervous. Any time you signed up to do sexual
things with a five-year-old there was a lot of reason to be
nervous. Could it be a government sting? He had joined that group
online and made a lot of friends over the course of a year. He
trusted them. People trusted him. Only then did they mention this
theoretical possibility of actually meeting a girl. Only after
some more screening was he invited.

For years it had been possible to be with a girl -- not just some
underage teen but a genuine young child. Once he had gone through
the screening and with great excitement met an eight-year-old
girl. Brown hair, brown eyes, light skin. Not beautiful, but
plenty attractive just being who she was. It was amazing to see a
girl that young naked, and to see her doing sexual things. Just
amazing. However, she looked bored and wary the whole time. He
got to lick her out, and he was pretty sure her sounds of
pleasure were faked. She gave him half-hearted oral sex for a
minute. He didn't want to come in her mouth, so then she had
wanked him until he spurted onto her stomach. She sighed with
relief -- job done -- and gave him a clearly fake smile. She
cleaned herself off with some handy tissues and then left without
another word. Who knew what sort of coercion lay behind her
availability? He had known it was illegal but he felt then just
how much she didn't really want to do it, and that made him feel
guilty about it. He never wanted to do that again. That didn't
stop him from replaying those scenes with her over and over in
his mind while he fantasized.

They said this would be different. People he trusted said this
girl really wanted it, and he would be able to tell. It was hard
to believe, but he decided he was willing to take the risk.

There was a knock and a girl entered. She had long brown hair and
big blue eyes, and -- they sparkled. She smiled at him -- and it
looked genuine.

"Hello, my name is Becky. What's your name?"

"Bill.... my name is Bill."

Becky was dressed in a loose-fitting orange dress. Her feet were
bare.

"Would you like to do naughty things with me? They said that's
why you came, because you wanted to. And I'm hoping you will."
That smile! "You can touch me anywhere, as long as you're
gentle," she said.

Bill was sitting on the bed, but drew her to him then, for a hug.
The warm flesh was very pleasant. He started working his hands
all over her back. He released the hug and she stepped back a few
inches. He then put his hand on her knee and started upward. "May
I?' he asked.

"Yes, you may... And I was hoping you would."

Bill slowly worked his hand up between her thighs, swirling as he
went, the dress rising as his arm pushed it up. At the junction
of her legs was just girl flesh -- not cloth. He moaned softly.

Becky smiled. "Let's see what you've got over there. Can you take
off your clothes for me? I'll take off the dress if you like."

Soon they were naked. He sat and she stood in front of him. His
stiff cock stuck out down below. He felt a brief flash of shame,
for him as a grown man to be so excited by a girl so young. "I'm
sorry ... you don't mind this... I hope?"

She smiled. "All men have that. It's natural. It's how you get
really happy, right?"

Bill nodded, relieved. There was her girl slit right there...

He approached her lower lips with his mouth slowly, looking for
any objection. There was none.

"It works easier if I lie on the bed," she said.

Seeing her on her back, naked, was very exciting as he moved in
with his head to her privates. He licked her on the outside a
brief while, then opened her up with his fingers to lick inside.
She made appreciative sounds.

After a minute, she said, "That's nice.... You know what most men
really like, and I like it too? You lie on top of me, and slide
that nice penis inside me. Would you like to do that?"

Bill nodded, eyes glowing.

"Most men do... I wonder why that is..." She giggled.

They had said he would be able to penetrate her, though it was
hard to believe. He felt he ought to check and be sure. "Geee,
umm," said Bill, eyes wide. "Does it fit?"

"It will fit just fine."

"Now?" asked Bill, still incredulous.

"Yeah, now!" said Becky, lying back on the bed with legs spread
wide.

Bill mounted, amazed with delight.

"There's just one condition," said Becky as his cock tip
approached her opening.

Oh, dear. Condom, pulling out...

"If you feel you're going to, um, ejaculate, do you promise to
keep your penis inside me, and push it into me as far as it
goes?"

What? "Yes, yes... I'm happy to promise that."

She smiled and murmured, "Good."

Bill started to work his cock in gently. Surely there would be
some barrier to work through with a girl this young? No, she was
tight, just the way a man likes best, but there was no
obstruction.

"Mmmm, that feels good," said Becky, looking sincere. "And that's
even better!" she said as he began pumping his cock in and out.

Bill had been hoping to slide in and out of this girl for a good
long time, but that was going to be hard. For one thing, the
sight of a happy, lovely girl was exciting, especially with legs
spread and his cock driving up into her between her legs. The
completely flat chest and the absence of any trace of pubic hair
made it even more exciting. The feel of her pussy was deliciously
moist and hot and tight... But most exciting of all was what she
said next... "It feels nice, but I'm always looking ahead to that
moment when you come, and all the sperm comes out way up
inside... I love that."

Oh... he couldn't hold back... "Aaaahhhhhh!" he said as he lunged
deep and spurted, his eyes fixed on her beautiful face.

He could swear she came to, a second later. "Ooooohhhhh," she
murmured as her face relaxed into pure pleasure. "Oh, so nice...
Mmmmm."

A little girl, coming from just that? When his orgasm was over he
was still excited, so he kept pumping in and out, looking for any
sign of disapproval from Becky. There was none, just the sight of
a girl looking very satisfied. Even as his cock softened he loved
that motion. Within a couple minutes his erection truly went away
and his cock slid out.

She looked at him with a vague but happy smile. "You can go, of
course, or you can do whatever you want to enjoy my little body.
You can kiss me. Would you like that? I like that -- but it's
just an idea."

That was a lovely prospect, and Bill did kiss her a few times,
tenderly. And then he took advantage of the invitation to touch.
He gently massaged her scalp, kissed her ear, and examined her
perfect little hand, touching each of her fingers with his, and
took her thumb deep in his mouth to suck on it. He licked her
chest, paying attention to the nipples that showed as nothing but
a darker spot. Throughout she sighed, giggled weakly and remained
silent in turn.

He found himself drawn to the region of her inner thighs just a
few inches below her pussy. "Can I go back down there to your
pussy... you know, your vagina?"

"Sure," she said dreamily.

He moved from her inner thighs up to the real prize. He licked
her lips slowly, with even pressure, over and over again. He
found her little clit and licked that, and then slid his tongue
into her, getting the taste of his own cum a little bit.

He nudged her to encourage her to turn over. She did so, still so
relaxed. He massaged her back, but from the back as from the
front, his hands were drawn down towards her sex. He massaged her
bottom, then slid her legs apart, then went exploring. He
carefully skirted around her anus, but found her pussy from the
rear.

Becky stirred and turned over onto her back, glancing at his
stiff cock. "You sure seem interested in my little pussy. You can
slide your penis in again. Would you like that?"

Bill nodded without hesitation.

"Just don't take too long, OK? I only come once, and this is kind
of extra, right? You can come, though. Right up in there if you
want."

"I want, I want..." murmured Bill, and Becky giggled.

"When you're done just creep out, because I get to take a nap
now."

Bill pressed in firm and tight, over and over. He figured he
should have three minutes or so before he would wear out his
welcome. His strokes got very fast, his pleasure built and he
came, his cock flashing in and out as the cum spurted out and he
was awash once more in pleasure and satisfaction.

Becky patted him on the back almost absentmindedly, and murmured,
"mmmm".

Bill got dressed. On the way out he planted one gentle kiss on
the cheek of the little 5-year-old.

The 8-year-old a few years back had been interesting, but he had
mixed feelings about it.

Becky, on the other hand, was heaven. Five-year-olds can't lie
very convincingly. She just couldn't have been there against her
will. She said she really liked it, and she didn't have to say
she came, because it was so obvious... She was happy to be with
him.

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Chapter 2

Jim's only sexual attraction was to small girls. He would never
go near a small girl. That in itself was cause for sadness -- he
could never have satisfying sex. But the world hated him anyway,
just for wanting it. So he kept quiet.

Eve's only attraction was to small girls too. She didn't want to
have sex with them, but she wanted to see a man have sex with the
little girl. She wanted that so much. The little girl below, the
big man above, his dick approaching her and going right up
inside! The world hated her too, maybe not quite so much, but
enough that she stayed quiet too.

Jim and Eve found each other on the web. On the web they could
share their secrets, and the two of them figured out that they
might make a good couple. The happy fact was that they would
never want sex with each other. Neither of them would have that
choice between grudgingly putting up with a partner's advances or
feeling guilty about refusing every time. The other happy fact
was that they fantasized about the same thing. True, they had
different roles: he was the man, and she was a spectator. But
grown man doing it to little girl -- that was the key
commonality.

So they met, and enjoyed each other's company. They both liked
hugging snuggling with a partner in bed. No hint of sex.

But they could share their sex life to some extent. They could
admire pictures of little girls, and video of little girls, and
erotic stories where men did it to little girls. The closest they
could come to consummation was to lie side by side, with their
bodies under the covers, then hold a tablet between them. They
could then look at video or still pictures of little girls.
Little girls in bathing suits. Little girls in leotards.
Sometimes nothing but the face of a beautiful little girl.
Occasionally little girls with nothing on at all -- innocent
shots from nudist camps.

"Oh, she's so beautiful!" murmured Jim.

"She sure is!" moaned Eve.

"Oh, oh, aaaahhh!" said Jim, climaxing.

"Yes!" said Eve, in the same spirit. She got very aroused looking
at such things but never had an orgasm. She had never had one in
her life.

Another thing they had in common was that they very much wanted
to avoid child pornography. No little girls doing anything
sexual. They wanted no pleasure from harm to little girls.

So while Jim came, and Eve didn't, they still shared the basic
frustration at never being truly satisfied sexually.

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Eve was a scientist working in the field of human endocrinology.
"What if..." she said. "Imagine what it would be like if a little
girl really did have an orgasm when she had sex."

"Mmmmmm -- sounds wonderful. But... She still wouldn't know what
it meant. It wouldn't connect with her adult sexuality."

"Yeah, I know," said Eve. "I'm just thinking about one part of
why it's wrong. But if the girl could come, that would be a big
step in the right direction."

"Well, true. But she can't, can she? At least it's a rare little
girl who can without a lot of work and everything being just so,
right?"

"Yeah," said Eve.

A week later, Eve said, "Here, try taking this. Tell me how close
that is to what an orgasm feels like."

Jim drank a shot's worth of liquid. "Oh, wow," said Jim after a
few seconds. "That is .... nice!"

"But is it like an orgasm?"

"Oh ... well... It's not quite the same, but if it were a little
stronger I would say it felt as good as a really good orgasm
feels."

The next day Eve said, "Back to the little girls. What if it
wasn't an orgasm, but a high from that drug."

"Does the man have sex with her while she drinks a little shot of
happy juice? Seems like it would be hard to get the timing
right."

"No, I can tie the man's orgasm and her pleasure together.
Semen's got lots of really interesting compounds in it, including
some that enter a woman's bloodstream very soon after it makes
contact with her vaginal walls."

"Wow! But..."

"We'd never do it -- it's just fun to think about and tinker
with.... I'll tell you more later."

Two days later, Eve said, "I really think it might work. Could
you help me test it?"

"Um, OK. But no real little girls, I hope."

"No, of course not... Could you manage to produce some semen?"

"Um, yeah, I'm pretty good at that..."

"I don't want to know the details -- just emit it straight into
this little vial here and then hand it to me right away."

Jim didn't mind. He enjoyed producing semen. Over on his side of
the bed, he wanked himself briefly, putting the "emission"
straight into the tube. Eve was facing the other way on her side
of the bed, but when he handed it to her, he heard rustling and a
few seconds later, "Oh, wow... Wow, it works!"

Eve admitted it was a crazy idea... But Jim agreed that it was
kind of hot that they knew it could be done -- to give girls a
good feeling triggered by a man's orgasm.

Yeah, it was all just fun to think about.

Maybe there were girls who had bad lives, and they could make
their lives better if they'd do this thing? That was kind of a
quid pro quo thing. But what if they really liked it? What if Eve
and Jim opened a foster home for girls? It wouldn't be all that
hard. Jim would be happy to quit his boring job to be the main
one running it. They both loved little girls anyway. They'd be
better than lots of foster parents, they were sure of that. They
could take it one step at a time. First take the foster girls,
and put off the decision about whether to do that thing they
really shouldn't do. And besides, so many people like them did
things that are so much worse...

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Chapter 3

The three girls were the first residents at the new foster home.
Sheila, Samantha, and Becky, aged 6, 5, and 4, respectively.

After the expected introductions and a tour, Eve gathered the
three of them in the bedroom they were to share.

"We have something special at this home for young girls,
something that no other young girls anywhere get!"

The three all looked at her, curious.

"It all has to do with your vagina. Do know what that is?"

Sheila nodded. The other two hesitated.

"Down where the pee comes out. Here, you get good things in your
vagina. This home is going to be only for children with vaginas.
Only girls. None of those icky boys!"

Becky and Sheila smiled. Samantha gave a big smile and pranced
too.

"There are two parts to feeling good. First, you have to drink
this little tiny cup of grape juice... you each have your own...
there! Does that taste good?"

All three nodded enthusiastically.

"That's the first part, and it's always the same. The second part
has to do with your vaginas... Sheila, will you hop up there and
show me your vagina?"

Jeans and panties went down, the girl hopped up on the bed and
she spread her legs apart.

"You hold it open for me? I have a little something to give you."
She showed them all an eye dropper.

"This is naughty," said Sheila, hesitating.

"Yes, that's right. It's naughty... but I think you'll like it."

Sheila dutifully spread her little girl lips apart, and Eve
pushed the end of the eye dropper up into her vagina and squeezed
the bulb. Sheila gave a slow smile, let out a big sigh, and she
looked off into space. "What was that?" she asked.

"A secret. Did you like it?"

She nodded a little, but her real answer was the pleasure written
all over her face.

"You can pull your panties up again. You other two?"

Five-year-old Samantha hopped up. "I don't care if it's naughty
if I can feel like that!" She got her little squirt, and got that
same peaceful, ecstatic look.

"You?"

Four-year-old Becky hesitated.

"It feels really good," said Sheila.

Becky pulled the pants and panties down where she stood, and Eve
lifted her up and seated her on the edge of the bed. Eve opened
her lips, inserted the eye dropper, and then she squeezed. Becky
gave maybe the broadest smile of all. She flopped back on the
bed,. Sheila and Samantha had stood up shakily after they got
their medicine, but apparently thought as they saw Becky that she
had the right idea. The two of them flopped back on the bed. It
now had three girls, staring off into space, feeling just
wonderful.

Eve gave them a couple minutes, and when they started sitting up,
she said. "So, that's the sort of good feeling you can get up
your vagina -- But there are some things you'll have to do to
earn it."

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During the rest of the day, and all the days to come, they did
all the things girls usually do, running up and down the stairs,
wrestling a bit, playing make-believe, looking at picture books
and arguing. They ate meals and snacks. A lot of these things
they did with Jim. Jim was a natural with kids, and the girls
loved him. Their mothers had been OK at taking care of them, some
of the time at least, but none of the girls had ever known
someone like Jim. First, he never hit them or yelled at them.
They had rules to follow and would get time-outs if they broke
the rules, but the rules were fair. Jim also respected them.
Whatever they had to say, he listened. He might disagree with
them, sometimes strongly, but he never made them feel stupid or
bad for saying what they thought. But mostly Jim was just a
source of new and fun things all the time.

There were two bunk beds in the first bedroom -- others were now
empty but would be occupied by more girls as they came in. Sheila
slept up top in one, with Becky below her. Samantha had the
bottom bunk of the other bed. Before bedtime that first day, with
all three of them in their pajamas, Eve gathered them on the rug
with her tablet.

"So I have to tell you some things. Do you know how babies are
made?" She waited, and got no responses. "That's the first thing
I'll have to teach you. All the animals have babies that come out
of their mommies' tummy, but they are also the children of their
father. So if for instance, he's a black dog and the mommy is a
white dog, some of the puppies might be black. For this to work,
part of the daddy has to actually get from his body into the
mommy's body. I'm going to show you some animals and how they
manage to do that. All the daddies have penises. Look at these
two horses here. You can see that big penis on the horse in back
there? Now he's up on his hind legs, behind her, and he sticks
the penis into her body. See how that works? He pushes it in and
out a few times. Then the special stuff -- his part of making the
baby horse -- comes out the end of his penis and goes up into the
mommy horse. We can't see that because it's happening up inside.
Then he separates from her, and his penis comes out of her, but
the special stuff stays inside, and they're done. The special
stuff has half the plans or blueprints for the baby horse, and
the mommy horse has the other half. Other animals do it the same
way, but horses are a good place to start because you can see the
penis so easily. Here are a couple sheep. Here are some dogs --
you see the penis goes in and out really fast there."

The three girls look on attentively.

"So that's how animals do it. How do you suppose people make
babies? We have mommies and daddies too. And you know boys have
penises, so of course when they grow up and become men they do
too. We do it differently in one way -- usually the mommy and
daddy face each other. But it's still the man's penis that goes
into the mommy, and she has a special organ to receive it inside
her. And that's the vagina."

The girls squirmed and looked uncomfortable.

Sheila's eyes went wide. "To have a baby I have to let a boy
stick his wiener up inside me?" As the other two thought about
it, they too looked worried.

"Little girls never have to let penises inside them, so don't
worry about that. You never *have* to do it, and you don't even
need to think about it until you're a lot older. There are
actually ways to make babies without the penis going in, but like
I said you don't have to worry about it for a long time."

All three looked thoughtful.

"Do you let Jim put his penis inside you? And you like it?"

"Oh yes, very much!" Eve was lying. So maybe it wasn't true of
her, but it was true of most women.

"So now it's time for the treat in your vagina, if you want."

Each girl knew what to do. First the little cup of grape juice
Eve offered. Then pajama bottoms and panties down, legs spread
wide, little girl lips held open. In went the eye dropper, and
the girl relaxed into pleasure.

Eve didn't do all the teaching. Jim did some too. Before lunch
the next day he said, "A little different this time from how it's
been with Eve. See this eye dropper? It's a lot bigger. You push
it in instead of me. It might be a bit tight." None of the girls
had any trouble pushing it in, and each smiled at the reward she
got as she squeezed the bulb.

Before bedtime that night, Eve had another lesson, aided by her
tablet. "Now, here's the thing. I'm going to show you some men
and women doing that thing to make babies, OK? Men and women only
do this in private, so you never see it. But I'm showing you
special. You see his penis is long and hard, and he gets on top
of her like that, and you can see she's holding her vagina open,
because she really, really wants him to put the penis in. And
there it goes, inside..."

The three girls made faces. Sheila went, "Blech!"

"The whole thing slides up in there. See how happy she looks? And
see how happy he looks? He goes in and out faster, and they both
look really happy, and -- there, he felt fantastic and the
special stuff came out inside her, and just a second later --
there -- she feels fantastic. Doesn't she look like it feels
fantastic? She's using her vagina to feel really good. Women and
big girls feel really happy when a man puts his penis in there --
it's true, believe it or not."

The girls looked skeptical.

"Most little girls don't get to feel good that way. They have to
wait until they're older. You already know what it's like a
little bit, because of the eye dropper. But that's just the
start. You girls are going to have the chance to feel good like
big girls do! There are ways for it to feel even better, but you
have to do a little work with your vagina. It's all about your
vagina. Now, would any of you be willing to try a little
experiment to see if you're ready to feel even better?"

Samantha raised her hand just a little.

"OK, Samantha, that's great!." She produced a tube about the size
of a thick crayon. "This thing here goes into your vagina -- you
can slide it in now... And it stays there, but it also changes.
Let me show you. Now you press on this little bulb here and it
inflates the tube a little bit. This little gauge here shows how
much air you've put in there to make it thicker. You all know
your numbers, right? We want this little needle to point to the 5
by tomorrow bedtime. If you get it to 5 then you'll get another
squirt."

Samantha nodded, and pressed the bulb once to show "1", and then
again to show "2", and then a third time to show "3". "Owww!" she
said, but she managed a weak smile.

"Right, you don't have to do it all at once. Any time it's too
much, you can press this button here and let a little air out,
and the gauge goes down again. Then when you're ready, you can
try getting it higher again. But even if it's a little
uncomfortable at first, you'll get used to it. OK?"

All three girls got into bed and Eve tucked them in and gave each
a kiss.

The next day before lunch, It was Jim who gathered with the
girls. Samantha hitched up her skirt and pulled her panties down,
and on the little thing hanging out of the vagina, the needle was
at 5.

"Oh, congratulations, you did it!" said Jim. "Ready for your
reward?"

Samantha nodded.

"First the juice..." All three girls had the little shot of grape
juice.

Then Jim released the pressure and took the cylinder out of
Samantha, and and put a big eye dropper up into her vagina. "You
ready?"

Samantha nodded.

"You really sure?" Jim smiled, teasing her.

Samantha nodded again, and then Jim squeezed. Samantha looked
about as happy as a person can look.

Jim headed out the door. "What about me?" said Becky.

"Remember what Eve said? If you put that little tube in your
vagina and get it up to 5, you'll get another dose of the good
feeling too."

"Oh," she said, frowning.

"I'm ready to start now," said Sheila.

"Oh, that's great!" said Jim, and outfitted her with the same
device Samantha had been using.

That night before bedtime, Becky watched as both of the big girls
relaxed with big smiles. She pouted.

"You miss that?" said Jim. "But you don't want to get your vagina
ready?"

Becky shook her head. "Oh, you poor girl," said Jim. "You are a
bit younger... Here, let me give you one good feeling now, but
this will be the last one unless you start working on your vagina
too."

Becky nodded, and then relaxed into ecstasy as she got her
medicine. Jim and Eve had arranged it carefully so that the first
good feelings were only part strength, and gradually got stronger
as the girls progressed.

Becky watched the big girls get theirs one more time before she
said she was ready too. She got her own cylinder.

Eve was doing the next session, and Sheila said, "We're getting
our vaginas bigger so a man can put his penis inside? Is that
it?"

"You're very smart!" said Eve. "Not that you ever have to let a
man do it, but that's why, yes."

"Little boys have little penises, right? Why can't we let a
little boy stick it in, so it would fit without stretching?"

"Excellent question! Boys just aren't interested in putting their
penises in little girls, not until they're a lot older and their
penises are bigger like a man's... See, you're luckier than the
little boys. They have to wait until they're grown up to get
those good feelings, but you girls can start younger! At least
the very lucky three of you who are in this foster home."

Jim routinely tussled and played with the girls, in groups or one
at a time. Sometimes now he got on top of the girl, and said,
"This is kind of how it will feel for you if you let a man do it
to you some day." Occasionally they got thoughtful when he said
that, but soon recovered. Tussling with Jim was fun! And then now
and then he'd spread the girls' legs apart, spread his thighs
over theirs -- always with his pants on -- and make thrusting
motions. "That's how it would feel to have a man doing it to you
-- all except that one place where it would feel different."

When Jim got that way, he looked different. Not quite so playful.
Intent. When they saw that, sometimes they reacted negatively,
like saying, "Ewwww!", and "Get off of me!" or just showing him
by squirming they didn't like it. Other times they didn't seem to
mind.

Eve gave them another talk with her tablet.

"I've talked about the special stuff that comes out of the daddy
into the mommy, but you haven't seen it yet. It's called semen or
sperm. Men can make it come out even when their penis isn't
inside a mommy. Let me show you... Here's a man peeing into the
toilet. You see the penis is kind of small and floppy, and the
pee is just like your pee -- clear with a yellow color. But the
man doesn't pee into the woman, it's a totally different thing
that comes out. You can see in this picture... The penis is long
and hard and sticks straight up, and the man rubs it with his
hand... it's kind of like what it feels like to him if he was
pushing it in and out of a woman, and then at a certain point --
there! See the stuff coming out?"

The girls squirmed and giggled.

"That's when the man feels fantastic, when the stuff comes out.
And you see it's white and sticky? But the thing is, if his penis
is inside the woman, just a second later, when she feels the
stuff inside her vagina, she feels fantastic too! He feels
fantastic giving her the stuff to start a baby, and she feels
fantastic getting it. Make sense?"

The girls nodded.

"Now, what would you think if you saw Jim doing that -- saw him
getting really happy that way?"

"That would be funny!" said Becky

"We just watch?" said Samantha.

"Yeah, that's all."

"It would be naughty, though..." said Sheila soberly.

"That's true," said Eve, "but we're all one big family here in
the foster home so we can do things we'd never do with
strangers."

It was time to watch Jim make sperm come out of his body. They
gathered around the big bed where Jim and Eve slept. "Well, here
goes," said Jim as he started. "Mostly men only do this inside of
women, but I'll let you see..." The stuff shot out onto his bare
chest.

All three girls wrinkled their noses but thanked him, as Eve said
they should.

Twice a day, at bedtime and before lunch, the work with the
cylinders continued. Each time a girl got the gauge to 5, it got
replaced with a bigger cylinder, which would get even thicker
when air was put inside. Jim made the adjustments a couple times,
but Eve did all of them when the cylinders had gotten pretty big.
Sometimes the cylinders got longer instead of wider when you
pressed the button.

It was just fifteen days after Samantha started that all three of
them had taken in the biggest cylinder.

"Now, if I move it in and out like this, what does that make you
think of?" said Eve.

"The man pushing it in and out of the woman!" said Becky. The
other two nodded.

Sheila said, "Yeah, that's what we said before... It was making
our vaginas big enough for penises to go into."

"And now..." Eve spoke quietly. "You're ready for the next
step... You all like Jim, right?"

All three nodded and smiled.

"Jim would really like to slide his penis into each of you. And I
would love it too, if you let him. You'd be letting him feel
really good... and you'd get your good feeling too."

"Ewww!... Yuck!... Gross!"

"I kinda knew that was next," said Sheila.

"Well, you never have to do it. If you do, it will feel even
better than any good feeling you've had yet. Bed time!"

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Jim and Eve had not been telling the girls quite the entire truth
about sex between men and women, of course. Although a woman
might have an orgasm at various times before, during, or after
intercourse, depending on stimulation, an ejaculation up inside
her was not the trigger for it. But Eve's magic with chemistry
had created a system where an ejaculation did trigger a woman's
wonderful feeling -- not an orgasm, but a drug high that was
pretty similar.

The shots of grape juice had in them a very special liquid. It
held an opioid in a buffered, inactive state. When semen touched
vaginal walls, a few key compounds were absorbed into the
bloodstream rapidly, and those instantly removed the buffer that
kept the drug from doing its job, and the girls got to feel the
pleasure caused by the drug. It was one of the new, better class
of opioids. It wasn't addictive, and it wasn't the kind where you
you needed more and more as time went on to get the same effect.
It was also made so you couldn't overdose. You couldn't increase
the effect by taking more of it. A certain time had to pass
before it would become effective again. Two really good feelings
in one day was all you could get.

Many little girls could have orgasms if they really tried and did
just the right things, but it wasn't easy and some couldn't do it
at all. And when they did it didn't feel as great as it did for a
grown woman. But Jim and Eve's plan was that they would get that
drug high as a direct result of a man ejaculating in their
vaginas, and it would be as good as a grown woman's orgasm.

In the early stages, Eve and Jim didn't have semen in the eye
droppers. There was another variety of grape juice they could use
that was activated by just about any liquid in the vagina.

Eve thought wistfully of how in a different world they could make
a bundle by patenting this system of semen-activated drugs.
Adults would love it too. But there were so many obstacles to
patenting it in this actual world.

She was really hoping she could get some sexual satisfaction,
watching Jim have sex with one of the little girls. They could
only hope to do this if they were under the radar of society by
running their foster home. But if Eve was famous (or infamous)
the spotlight would be on them and it would never be possible.

To actually have an orgasm -- that might be better than being
rich. And being rich wasn't really possible anyway.

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The next day after lunch the three girls together accosted Eve.

"What can I do for you?" asked Eve.

"We were good with the cylinders, don't we get that good
feeling?"

"You've gotten lots of good feelings, right? And they were for
your work with the cylinders. But to get more, it's got to be
with Jim's penis instead."

None of them moved.

"I thought you said we never had to let a man put it in there?"

"Oh, you don't, you don't! That's only if you want to have more
of those good feelings."

"Oh..." said Samantha, biting her lip. The other two looked
uncomfortable too.

Sheila asked for the special grape juice, and Eve gave it to her.
But the adults knew that wouldn't make her feel good. Both Becky
and Samantha tried too, in case maybe they were different, but
they weren't.

"Why do we have to let Jim put his penis in us to get good
feelings again?"

"I could say, 'That's just the way it is.' But I'll say more too.
That's not the way to look at it. Grown women get to have those
good feelings when they have sex with men. Big girls, like after
they're twelve or so, like the idea of letting men or big boys
stick it in them. And they like it even better once they have
their first good feeling. It's part of being a female! You let a
man do it to you and he gives you a good feeling. But most little
girls are stuck. They never get to have those good feelings. But
you girls are special -- and lucky! You get to start earlier...
you get to be like a big girl! And girls and women usually want
to do it with a man they really like. Can you think of any man
around here you really like?"

"Jim, Jim!" they said.

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Chapter 4

The next day Samantha found Jim before lunch. "I... I really want
one of those good feelings again. So can we try doing that thing.
I mean, just try? And if I don't like it we stop?"

"Oh, absolutely! One word and we stop completely!"

"Excellent! ... " Jim had her drink her little cup of grape
juice.

He slipped out and told Eve what was going to happen, and then
joined Samantha in the master bedroom where Jim and Eve slept.
Eve slid into the room unobtrusively, after arranging a video out
in the living room that would keep the attention of the other two
girls for some time. She shut the door.

Samantha said, "And after we do it I get to feel good, right?"

"Absolutely!" said Jim.

She knew to take her clothes off and lie back on the lower bunk
bed, as Jim stripped too.

"You know what that is?" he said, seeing her eye his erect penis.
She nodded. "And you know where it's going -- if you want your
reward?" She nodded again.

Jim glanced up at Eve, who was watching intently. This was the
moment they had been heading for, the culmination of their plan.
He had previously rubbed a bit of lube onto the end of his penis.

Jim stopped to capture the moment. This was what it had all been
for. This was what he thought would never happen in his life.
Little girl, flat on her back, and him about to nudge his penis
into her vagina. Not a "little girl" of 10 or 12, with early
signs of puberty. A true little girl of age 5, with her body
devoid of any hint that puberty was coming. Her face -- those few
freckles, the greenish eyes, wavy reddish-brown hair. She was
beautiful. She was also nervous, but most females are the first
time they have sex. She was expecting something specific, and she
was going to get exactly what she expected.

Jim nuzzled his cock tip against Samantha's opening and pushed
just a little, and then a little more. Then his cock tip was
definitely inside. He was losing his virginity, he thought wryly.
Mostly he just thought this was the culmination of a life's
dreams, as his penis went in a little more, and then more.

Samantha giggled, and said, "It's a cylinder!"

Jim smiled. The other miracle was that Samantha at the age of
five was taking his penis up inside of her vagina without any
pain. As long as Samantha didn't ask him to stop, he didn't mind
what she might say. He had some tendency to hold back and let it
last, but every other reason to finish -- to give Samantha her
reward before she changed her mind -- and for him to satisfy the
desire he had been stifling for so long.

He pressed three more times and then began coming, his mind swept
away in a pleasure he had never felt while masturbating. He was
coming inside his mate -- inside his female. The first female in
his life. It felt right at every level.

He had almost forgotten what was going to happen to Samantha, but
when it did he added a smile to his rich constellation of
positive experience. His ejaculation had made his girl happy! She
was definitely feeling good. It was a stronger dose of the drug
than she had ever had before.

Despite the ejaculation, his penis was still hard and he did what
he wanted to do --- to ease it in and out of her gently --
delicious sex, even if it was not now headed towards orgasm.

"Oh, wow!" said Samantha, starting to come down.

Jim's cylinder deflated a little, then a little more, and when it
was soft he let it slide out completely as he watched closely. He
saw how Samantha's pussy hole closed up tight behind his
retreating penis tip. That was a comforting reminder that he had
not damaged her. The stretching had paid off.

Now he looked at Eve, and her expression was one of amazement,
hunger, disbelief, surprise, confusion...

Samantha got up and got dressed, Jim noticing every detail.
Panties, then T-shirt, then skirt. As she had come in barefoot,
that was all it took for her to get all dressed. His mate. His
beautiful mate, after he had mated with her. His millions of
sperm cells wriggled around deep inside her, just where a female
should get sperm cells...

Samantha left but returned briefly and asked if she could tell
the other two. Jim said she could say anything she wanted to, but
didn't have to say anything she didn't.

Just a minute later Sheila and Becky accosted Jim and Eve, and
they confirmed that Samantha wasn't fibbing. Samantha repeatedly
told the others that it was the best good feeling ever.

Becky said, "I want to do it! I want to try it!"

"Me too, me too!" said Sheila.

"Becky asked first," said Jim.

"Can I watch?" asked Sheila.

Eve spoke. "No, one girl at a time. But I'm going to be there
with you and Jim."

If Becky had any hesitations, she overcame them because she knew
that if she didn't agree, Sheila would get the chance instead.

Once they were in the bedroom with the door shut, she said, "I'm
going to sit next to the bed on the floor here so I can watch
from down low."

Jim puckered his lips at Eve in a playful kiss, and Eve returned
a bashful smile. He was pretty sure he knew where Eve's fingers
would be and what they would be doing, whatever clothing she was
or was not wearing on her lower half.

But Becky's attention was entirely on Jim's very own cylinder,
the one that emerged organically from his body, as it was
approaching her vagina.

"Ready?" he said. If she changed her mind, he would be
disappointed, but his anxiety was nothing compared to what it had
been before. It had worked once, and he had gotten to have sexual
satisfaction at least once in his life. But now he had the
prospect of a second mate -- and a sexy and delicious prospect
she was!

He paused again to look at her. Becky had long brown hair, blue
eyes, and a face that was proportioned just right. And at four
years old, she was indeed one very little girl. She was naked, on
her back, and eager for him to penetrate her. She looked a little
surprised when Jim's penis first penetrated her, but she just
smiled as she felt the cylinder going back and forth, in and out.

And then she did something Jim found especially exciting,
somehow. She put her hands up above her head, like she was
surrendering. A girl lying on her back with legs apart was kind
of surrendering, in one way.

"Ready for me to feel really good, so you can feel really good?"
Jim said.

Becky nodded enthusiastically. Having come within the hour, Jim's
penis was on less of a hair trigger, but the allure of his new
mate was still plenty. He let his face show his building
pleasure, and gazed into Becky's eyes as his climax was upon him,
a surge of pleasure in his brain -- and just like that, she too
gasped with ecstasy.

Eve stifled a cry, her face scrunched up. It sure looked to Jim
like an orgasm, and it looked like a big one!

As Becky and Jim got up, Eve still sat on the floor staring off
into space.

"I think Eve's not feeling so good," he said to Becky. "Let's
close the door so she can rest."

Eve gave him a weak but grateful smile as they left.

"My turn, my turn!" said Sheila.

Jim considered the state of his sexual apparatus. To take a third
little mate in one day... One was amazing and miraculous. A
second was almost as wonderful. Three would be amazing, but his
junk had its limits. He wasn't sure he could do it yet.

"We'll see..." Jim said.

"No fair!" said Sheila.

"I tell you what, my penis is a little tired. He's not ready to
do it right now, but maybe later. And I promise if nothing else
you'll get a good feeling the old-fashioned way before bedtime."

Sheila kept looking over at Jim as the afternoon wore on. He felt
his lust returning. He did have to have enough semen to trigger
Sheila's reaction -- but even if he didn't, they could give her
her reward the old-fashioned way. He decided to play with her a
bit.

"Now, Sheila, you've seen movies and things where women are
trying to look sexy. Why don't you think of things that you think
I might like, to make me feel more like doing it to you?"

Sheila took up the challenge. Jim was sitting on an easy chair in
the living room. Sheila wriggled her hips. She was wearing a
brown dress, and she lifted one leg and put her foot on the
armrest of the sofa, and then arranged herself to give Jim a view
right up between her legs to her panties. She slid her dress over
her head so she had nothing on but those panties, and then came
over to him and caressed his chest and kissed him on the cheek.
She stood with legs spread wide, took Jim's hand and slowly slid
it down the front of the panties, making his fingers pat her
labia like you'd pat a kitty.

"I see it's hard!" she chortled, looking at his underpants with a
distinct bulge now showing.

He was intrigued to see what she would come up with next, but he
also now had an urgent desire to put his penis right where his
fingers were now patting.

"OK, you got me!" he said, standing up and leading her towards
the master bedroom.

Eve had emerged a while before, and was working slowly in the
kitchen.

"In or out?" he asked her after Sheila had gone in.

"In, in!" she said.

His third mate. Six years old, with no more sign of puberty than
the other two. Shoulder-length blond hair, those big blue eyes,
the little nose, the dimples.

And here it was, almost like a routine, to see her on her back,
naked, legs spread wide, expecting and hoping he would slide his
penis into her vagina... A miracle.

Penetration -- he loved that first instant when he knew his penis
was inside -- inside of the girl instead of poking around the
outer bits, however wet and intriguing they might be. A penis's
business was inside the girl, and penetration was the "go" sign.
Having accepted the tip of his penis, her female body had agreed
to the principle of penetration, and her vagina would accommodate
the shaft of his penis as he slid it up into her.

Jim pumped in and out of his third mate, feeling fantastic but
not on the verge of orgasm.

"When do I get the good feeling?" asked Sheila.

"You were lucky I'm able to do it at all," said Jim. "So I'm
afraid you'll have to be patient."

Eve said, "Tell him what you want him to do."

"I want him to give me the good feeling."

"Yes, yes... But you know what it is that makes him give you the
good feeling, right?"

"Um, yeah. I want you to have your good feeling inside me!" she
said.

"But, specifically, what makes Jim have his good feeling... it's
that your vagina is smooth... and tight... it hugs him real
tight. And it makes his penis feel right at home, right like
going in and out more..."

Jim's orgasm was inevitable, now, given his wife's hot talk. "Oh,
Sheila, oh my God, oh...." He gasped. A second later, Sheila
gasped. A second later, Eve gasped.

No, the adults insisted. There would be no more sex tonight. No
more sex until tomorrow evening, said Eve. Maybe tomorrow
afternoon, Jim suggested instead with a smile.

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As Eve joined Jim in bed at night, they turned to each other in
amazement.

"It worked, it worked!" said Jim.

"Oh, I knew it would work, if they could be convinced... You're
an amazing little girl seducer!"

"And you're an amazing... an amazing..."

"Chemist?"

'Yes, chemist! But also... Those were real orgasms you had?"

"I sure as hell hope so... If there's anything that feels better
than that, I'm afraid my head would explode!"

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Jim heard Becky and Sheila playing in the other room.

"Let's play sex!" said Sheila.

"OK!" said Becky.

"I'll be Jim, then we swap."

Jim peeked around the corner to watch, without drawing their
attention.

Becky didn't answer Sheila, but lay down on her back. Neither
girl took her clothes off.

Sheila got on top of her, and Jim was fascinated to see her
thrusting with her hips just as he would do. In a low voice
Sheila said, "Oh, Becky, ooo, that's so great, I love being in
your pussy, ah, it feels so good, I'm about to, I'm about to.....
Aaaahhh!"

Right on cue, Becky said, "Ooooooo, that feels so, so good!"
twitching.

They both giggled, and then looked at each other and giggled some
more.

Then they swapped positions.

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Samantha and Sheila tracked down Jim. Although they were dressed,
each of them was holding a pair of panties. They showed him the
inside of the crotch.

"That stain! I never got that before," said Samantha.

"Me neither," said Sheila.

"I think it comes from the good feeling we have," said Samantha.

"And I think it comes from when you shoot the baby juice up
inside."

"No, nature has it all worked out so the vagina absorbs the baby
juice."

"So, which is it?" said Sheila.

Jim smiled sheepishly. "It's the baby juice I shoot up inside.
Sooner or later it dribbles out."

"How can it make a baby if it dribbles out?" said Samantha.

Sheila countered her. "It can't actually make a baby in us. We're
too little. If it was making a baby it would stay up inside."

"It only takes a tiny, tiny bit to make a baby. The rest always
dribbles out," said Jim.

"Aren't you ashamed of yourself, making stains in our panties
like that?" said Samantha. She frowned at Jim.

"I am sorry about that. But you never have to wear those panties
again. You could throw them out and you'd get a fresh pair each
time."

Sheila and Samantha looked at each other and smiled. "That's OK.
It reminds us of those good feelings we get."

"Yeah, and we like how you squirt baby juice up there. It makes
us feel like big girls."

The two tripped away, smiling.

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"There are other ways we can do it," said Jim.

"Yeah, like what?" said Samantha.

"I could get behind you, like the horse..."

"Oooo, that sounds cool!" she said.

Jim treasured the small butt, the excited smile as she turned
over her shoulder to look, and the lustrous reddish-brown hair
when she turned back. But most of all he treasured those little
girl lips, and how he could nuzzle his cock against them and they
would spread! The hips on the girls were so small, but the
vaginal opening was -- thankfully -- adult size. He could get his
penis in -- not just a little, but a lot. He could go in and out,
as males have done to their females since the beginning of time.
The embrace of her girlish pussy made him more and more excited.
And then his ecstasy broke, and Samantha's did too -- but as it
did, she lost her balance and started falling over. Jim quickly
eased her down onto her side, his stiff cock springing free.

Doing Samantha from the rear was just the beginning.

"You could be on top," he said to Becky.

She mounted him and laughed, just watching herself up on top of
him. Her hair hung down onto his chest, those beautiful brown
tresses. It might have tickled if it hadn't been so seductively
wonderful. But then Becky the cowgirl applied herself, moving up
and down. "Just a little higher up when you go up," he murmured.

Becky did as he asked, and as she plunged down onto him again, he
came... And she had her own good feeling. He was prepared for her
to lose her balance, so he eased her down off of him onto her
side. It distracted him from the relaxation of afterglow, though
it was still plenty satisfying.

Samantha and Becky told the others about these new things, and
each of them got it once that way. But Jim asked them how they
felt about losing their balance -- and they agreed that it wasn't
as relaxing that way, and flat on their back was the best way to
have a good feeling. Jim's point of view was the same.

"I've got an idea," said Becky. "I'll pretend I don't want it and
Jim has to chase me."

Jim thought that sounded great, but taught them the idea of a
safe word... if the girl said her own name, Jim would stop at
once.

"Ooooo, I'm gonna find you and do it to you," said Jim to Becky,
rubbing his hands together.

"No, no!" said Becky, running into the kitchen.

"Yes, yes!" said Jim, chasing her around the table. Becky ran
into her bedroom and crawled under the bunk bed.

"Oh, no, not that!" she said.

"Yes, yes!" said Jim, pausing to pull off his shorts and briefs.

He hauled her out by her feet and flipped her over onto her back.
As she looked at his full erection, he said, "I'm gonna put this
in your private parts, bwa-ha-ha!"

"Oh, yuck, ick! That would be terrible. My parts are private!"

"Oooo, no. I want them so much... I want to get in!" He flipped
her skirt up, and pulled her panties down to mid-thigh.

"No, no, not that!" said Becky, looking frightened but not
entirely suppressing a trace of a smile.

Jim crawled onto her, pushed her legs apart, and let himself down
with his penis ready for raping.

"In, it goes in! Oooo, it feels so good to get into a girl!"

"You bad man!" said Becky, as his cock did his bidding and slid
up into her vagina.

"Oh, yeah!" said Jim. "And it feels good to do it to you... Mmmm.
You're a good lay!..."

"Take it out right now!" shouted Becky.

"I'm gonna dump my cum up in there, ooo, that will be so great!"

"No, anything but that!" whimpered the little girl.

"Yes, oh yes, I will..... Aaaahhhhh!"

"No!" said Becky, but she was cut off in mid-complaint as her own
ecstasy overwhelmed her.

Sheila and Samantha had been watching, and waited a brief
interval, knowing the two parties were lost in pleasure. Then
Sheila said, "Wow, you had me fooled! I thought you were really
making her do it!"

"It was like it was real," said Samantha.

"Yeah, it was!" added Becky.

"But you didn't tell me to stop..."

"I know... it was kind of fun to be scared like that."

"You really convinced me," said Samantha.

"It... it wasn't very hard." These girls were so sexy that the
idea of forcing them wasn't far from his mind. If they refused
him, he would have that urge. He wouldn't do it for real, but it
would be there and it would be real and strong.

So all the girls tried all different ways... If they were draped
over the kitchen table on their stomachs, then when Jim
ejaculated up inside their vaginas, they didn't fall down, so
that was one fun way to do it like horsies.

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After a couple weeks of trying all sorts of things, Jim found his
stamina fading a bit. He settled on a plan for a three-day cycle,
each girl getting it twice, Jim only committing to get it up, get
it in, and spurt it out twice a day.

Jim didn't mount the expectant Sheila right away. He lay beside
her, stroking gently up and down her tummy and smooth chest.

She looked at him questioningly, but he smiled and ran his hands
over her hair.

"Why are you doing that?" she asked.

"Because I like doing things like that. I think your whole body
is great, not just your vagina. You mind?"

"I guess not," she said.

"I kinda like you the way a boy would like his girlfriend, if you
know what I mean. Like we could kiss." Jim kissed her gently, and
she kissed him back, but soon turned away.

"I think all of you is just so wonderful," he said softly.

"OK," said Sheila. "But... I kinda want you to stick it in and
give me the good feeling."

"Sure enough," smiled Jim, and did exactly what she wanted. The
fact that it was his own ecstasy, his own complete sexual
fulfillment, that caused hers never ceased to amaze him.

Jim tried "making out" with the other two. Samantha was least
tolerant of it, and Becky seemed to actually kind of like it.

Eve had her own idea for something different. She told Becky and
Sheila that they could do her a big favor, if all three of them
were on the bed naked while Jim was doing Samantha. She asked if
they would be willing to poke their finger inside themselves and
match the same rhythm Jim was using, and make sure Eve could see.

They thought that was fun. Eve moaned and convulsed when Jim
came. Samantha was lost in ecstasy, but Sheila was emboldened to
say, "It's different with you. We see you over there on the
floor, and we never see Jim sticking it into you, but you look
like you're having your own good feeling."

"That's... Well, um...." said Eve, stammering.

"It works a little different with Eve," he said. "People are
different. And Eve really likes watching best. It's just the way
it is, and it's as good as anyone else."

The girls looked satisfied, and Eve smiled at Jim gratefully.

Samantha lay back in ecstasy, the other two looking on
tolerantly, if not exactly happily.

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"Eve, I can't stop thinking about the idea of getting Becky to
sleep with me at night, so I could admire her body for hours at a
time. But... well, we're man and wife, and I don't want to be
untrue to you. You know, emotionally untrue."

"I know what you mean," said Eve, and thought a few moments. "Can
I be there too?"

"Um, sure," said Jim. "I didn't think you'd want to be, but
sure..."

"How do we talk Becky into it? I don't get the sense that she or
either of the others really likes being admired like that."

"I thought about that a little. What if the payoff for spending
all night with me is she gets to get it again first thing in the
morning when she wakes up?"

"Sounds good. I bet she'd take you up on that... And you know the
best part," said Eve with a lustful gleam in her eyes. "I could
lie in my own bed and get off while lying comfortably, instead of
sitting on the floor."

"OK!" said Jim.

"I'll keep my distance while you're admiring her and pawing her
over --"

"I'm not pawing her over!" said Jim.

"I know, I'm kind of teasing you. While you are caressing her
lovingly. But then when it's time to do her, I'll get close and
attentive."

As they predicted, Becky was delighted with the deal Jim offered.
Jim could do some things while Becky was awake, always attentive
to her reaction, but it was not always positive. But when she was
asleep, she was a sound enough sleeper that Jim was free to
caress her anywhere without worrying about what she thought, and
he adored it.

In the morning, he admired her more. She reacted to his caress,
indicating she was no longer sound asleep.

Jim said, "You ready to get it?"

Becky smiled sleepily but spread her legs wide in assent. Eve had
her sip her little bit of grape juice through a bent straw. Then
she whipped the covers off her two bed mates and bunched them up
around herself.

A sleepy girl -- yet another variant, and a thrilling one. Then
Jim penetrated her -- the set up. Once inside, he didn't delay
too long -- he ejaculated deep inside little Becky, and she was
as usual suffused with great pleasure, which sent her back into
what she later reported as the most pleasant dreams imaginable.
Eve didn't even make herself keep quiet as she came once, and
then a second time.

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Chapter 5

Jim joined Eve in bed, as they prepared to settle down for the
night.

"How would you like to expand our foster operation. Take more
girls," said Eve.

"Hmmmmm, why do you say that?"

"I love getting off when you do one of the girls..."

"You're only watching a couple times a week now -- you could sit
in more often.."

"Of course, of course... But the best orgasms, the most
satisfying ones... were the three where I saw you doing each one
for the first time. And the second time was pretty good. I guess
I should be thankful for anything -- but I just have this hunger
to watch you do it with another girl."

Eve undulated her hips at the thought, and Jim squirmed.

"That would certainly be fun. To do five, or maybe ten, or
twenty."

"Aw, c'mon..."

"Yeah, it's not practical, but I'd like to. It's a man thing.
Deep down, we'd like to do it with as many mates as we can."

"But to be practical, we could take another girl or two as foster
daughters."

"I would like that, most definitely!" Jim said. "Though... What
kind of schedule would that be?"

"Maybe more variety would give you more stamina?"

Jim looked skeptical.

"We could make them compete... Only do the ones who are the best
little girls..."

"The best at what? Being sexy?"

"Oh, I was thinking things like homework and doing chores and
being kind to the others..."

Jim said, "but you were also thinking of sexiness. I can tell."

Eve smiled sheepishly.

Jim was silent a brief while. "I dunno, I feel like the three we
have want to get it more than I can give it to them."

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"What about Angela?" said Eve one night, showing Jim a picture on
her tablet.

"Oh... my... God!" he said. Angela could win a beauty contest for
5-year-olds without even trying. She didn't even have to smile --
in the picture she was frowning and looking suspicious. That
golden hair, those big blue eyes, set wide in her face. The curve
of her cheeks, her eyebrows, her jaw... it was stunning.

"She needs a foster home... Wouldn't it be sad to think of her in
some depressing place with cynical adults?"

"Yeah... Yeah, it really would," said Jim, mesmerized by the
picture. Somehow scheduling problems slipped from his mind.

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Angela had only been with them for an hour when Eve got her
sitting on the bunk bed with legs apart and panties down. She
squirted that first good feeling right up into her vagina.

"So, how did you like that, Angela?"

Angela smiled dreamily.

"So, that's one thing that happens around here. Girls get good
feelings. But not if they misbehave, OK? If you do bad things,
you won't get any more!"

Angela nodded. Eve hadn't mentioned to Jim some of Angela's bad
habits, but she was confident that the prospect of withholding
good feelings -- and the example set by the other three -- would
fix her behavior problems. And she was right.

Eve began the process of vaginal enlargement she had used for the
other three. They saw what was happening, and naturally the girls
talked about everything.

"You get the really good ones when Jim sticks his thing in you,"
said Samantha.

"Huh?"

"Jim! His penis! When it feels best of all? When he sticks his
penis into you!"

Angela's eyes bugged out.

"Hey, Jim, can Angela watch when you do it to me tonight?" said
Samantha.

"You want to watch? I guess that's fine with me."

Angela didn't say anything.

"Well, it's up to you. Entirely up to you."

The original three girls were pretty loose about watching each
other get it. Mostly they felt envious, so they didn't need the
extra reminder of what they weren't getting just then. But with
this new girl in the mix, they were all eager to watch. When Jim
alerted Eve, she was most definitely eager to watch too.

Sheila offered commentary as Jim copulated with Samantha. "That's
how animals make babies... how people do too... Big girls really
love to get it that way... See... yeah, it goes right up inside
her, isn't that weird? ... Then pretty soon Jim gets real
excited... really happy... there! And his penis shoots the stuff
out, and then... See how Samantha looks?"

"How do you feel, Samantha?" asked Sheila. When she got no
answer, she continued, "She feels so good she can't even really
talk."

As Jim dismounted, Samantha turned onto her side and continued to
smile dreamily.

Angela appeared surprised and a bit confused. "And he does that
to the other two of you too?"

"Yeah, we all want to get it as much as we can... but he can only
do it every so often. So we've got to take turns."

Angela looked like she was trying to take in a whole bunch of new
information at once. "Um, OK, I'll try!"

"You gotta get your vagina big enough first," said Becky.
"There's these cylinders you put in there and they slowly get
bigger and bigger..."

"If I had it to do over, I'd do it a lot quicker," said Samantha
slowly, from the bed. "If I knew what I was missing out on."

"Yeah, that's for sure," said Sheila.

Eve said, "So, you girls want to handle it for Angela? That's
fine. But if you don't like it, Angela, I'll find a way to do it
slower, like the other girls did."

They wasted no time beginning as soon as Eve brought out the
cylinders. "Don't even bother with the first one... This one,
just stick it in... Yeah, it hurts, but so what... You're tough.
Your vagina is stretchy. You can take it, right?"

If that one hurt Angela, she didn't let on. Whatever her
motivations, Angela moved up a lot faster than the other girls.
Eve and Jim could see her wincing during the day sometimes when
she moved some different way that poked the cylinder in a
different direction. But when they got her alone and asked if she
wanted to go slower, she shook her head. Jim also did his usual
playing and rough-housing and wrestling with her too, and she
came to like and trust him just as the others had. During the
stretching process, Angela got her good feeling by way of vaginal
injection just as the others had when they were breaking
themselves in, but she seemed motivated most by the prospect of
getting the really good kind that the other girls told her only
came when she actually got stuck up the vagina by Jim's penis.

When it was time, Angela wanted to do it alone with just Jim. The
other girls were excluded easily enough, but Jim said Eve had to
be there. That was non-negotiable.

Once more, Jim paused to savor every impression and sensation, to
treasure as memories. That face -- to nudge at the opening of a
goddess, to press harder, to gain admission -- this was a
different level somehow. Yes, she looked a bit confused at this
new experience -- they all did. But he knew how to end her
confusion. He went a little faster in her tight, hot vagina.
Pleasure built, and the sight of a goddess's face as he came made
him feel faint. The sight of a goddess's face relaxing into
ecstasy was also unforgettable. Eve, seated on the floor with
only her head showing above the mattress, scrunched up her face
but remained silent. She had said his first time with a girl was
the best for her, and he was glad she got what she had wanted so
much.

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Jim had resisted expanding their foster care beyond three girls,
and now he remembered why. They were all fantastic -- every act
of sex was amazing to him at every level. But the girls wanted
more. He and Eve had started them out with good feelings that
were not triggered by semen, but due to something -- Jim couldn't
follow Even's explanation -- once they had a good feeling
triggered by semen, they could never have one that was just
ordinary again. So triggering by spurting some plain water into
their vaginas was not an option.

The obvious solution was to bring in another man. But Jim
resisted that idea. These girls were his! All his! But sometimes
he wavered.

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"You know, you've always kind of dreamed of being rich," said
Jim.

"Well, if I wanted that I should have been a financial analyst or
started a start-up or something."

"True, I guess. Though I'm glad I'm not married to someone who's
married to work." Jim had quit his middle-manager job to help
supervise the foster care home all day, and didn't miss it one
bit.

"But there's another idea... I know I met you on a pedophile
board, but I don't know how much you know about pedophiles...
Anyway, these four girls we have here are a pedophile's dream. If
they react to other men the way they react to me... They really
want sex and it's clear they weren't coerced -- a guy can tell
with girls that young. They really want the guy's penis inside,
fucking them up good and tight. They really want him to come...
And the guy... to get his mate to feel fantastic just when he
comes... That would be amazing. Nothing like those 'ordinary'
child prostitutes. They would even sincerely coax any shy guys to
do it. It's not just a job."

"OK. Interesting!"

"But I don't know. It's just a idea. I might get jealous. What if
the girls like the new guy better than me?"

"You want four girls all to yourself?"

"Well, yeah. It's kind of like a harem. The rich guy never shared
his harem."

"Oh, you are so spoiled!"

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Jim woke up with a bad cold. He didn't feel like doing anyone,
but he tried with Angela, and he managed to come. "Wow, that was
weird!" she said when she had recovered. "I could feel the stuff
-- it was hot!"

Eve was present for that one, in part because she wasn't sure how
Jim was doing. "Oh, I think that means Jim has a fever... His
body is hot, so the stuff he shoots out is hot too."

"It was really interesting!"

Jim just couldn't manage to do any more that day, and the next
day was worse. The cold went on for a week. The girls were nice
to him when they came to see him, but he could tell they were
missing sex a lot. When they were further away he could hear them
complaining and squabbling.

As he was getting better, he decided it was time to give up on
having all these girls to himself. Even for him, with his
boundless lust for small girls, there came a point where poking
each little pussy and orgasming inside it became partly a duty,
not just a pleasure.

Ben -- he would start with his long-time online friend Ben.

Eve showed the four girls a video of Ben. He was friendly as he
explained how he loved little girls. They said they'd be happy
for him to come visit, though Jim said they didn't have to
promise anything. But the girls found Ben was very nice in person
too. He played with them and was as nice as Jim, almost.

Samantha was the first to volunteer to get naked in the bedroom
with Ben. Eve would have loved to be there, but Jim had felt Ben
out on the issue and wasn't comfortable with it. If the
experiment worked, Eve would have many more opportunities to
observe new pairings for the first time. When Samantha and Ben
went into the master bedroom and closed the door, Jim and Eve had
their fingers crossed. Jim went to the other end of the house. He
didn't want to be anywhere near where another man was taking one
of his girls. Maybe he'd get used to it later, but this first
time... no.

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Samantha hadn't had a good feeling from Jim in two whole days.
She wanted one. She wanted it very much.

Ben was new. He was nice, but she didn't know him all that well.
Nowhere near as well as she knew Jim the first time Jim had done
it to her. But she could try new things. They all emphasized that
if at any point she didn't like what was happening, she could say
"no" and Ben would stop.

She didn't mind being naked herself. She was just a little uneasy
seeing Ben get naked, and a little more uneasy about that one
thing -- that long, stiff thing that he was going to slide up
into her.

He smiled. He said soothing words. He ran his hands up and down
her front. He really liked her naked body, she could tell. But
she had that itch... that desire for a good feeling. And the way
to get that was by way of her vagina. She opened her legs and
smiled.

"Can I... touch you down there?" he asked timidly.

Samantha nodded. He slid his fingers up and down the inside of
her thighs. "You can... stick it in too," she said. "I like that
part."

"You're ready, OK," said Ben with a smile. He mounted her and
touched his penis tip gently against her privates. Then he
touched it again, and then he got it in barely a little bit.

Samantha was getting frustrated. She figured if he didn't like
what she did he could tell her to stop too. It went both ways,
right?

She grabbed his butt cheeks and pulled them up towards her,
making his penis slide all the way up into her vagina. Ahhh, that
was more like it!

Ben gasped, and then laughed a little. "I guess you really are
ready... and you don't get your good feeling until I get mine...
So you don't mind if I don't last too long?"

Samantha shook her head. She was used to it with Jim... when this
stiff penis was sliding in and out and Jim was sounding so
excited, that meant she was about to get it. And here with Ben it
was supposed to be the same, right? She wanted it so bad.

He pushed in and out. His penis was a little shorter and a little
fatter than Jim's, but that didn't matter. what mattered was what
happened when he got excited. Ben gasped and moaned and said how
great it felt, over and over... more than Jim. She felt him
getting close, getting tense, and then she felt his release -- it
was so nice he was feeling so good, but in part she was so glad,
because it meant...

Aaaaahhh, there it was. Her good feeling. Nice and big and
strong, making her feel so happy and relaxed. Ben was saying
something to her, but she didn't take it in. She didn't really
care what he did now. He slid out of her and disappeared from
view.

Shortly after, she saw Eve and Becky approach. They asked how she
was. She just gave a big smile.

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Encouraged by Samantha's entirely positive experience, the other
three were eager.

They all volunteered at once, but didn't fight over who could be
first. Eve consulted Jim and then let Ben take them in the order
of how long they'd been waiting. Becky had had Jim's ejaculation
up inside her most recently, so she was last.

As with Jim, Ben's initial stamina was prodigious. A lifetime of
thwarted desire could be consummated, and Ben's initial interest
in the four girls was as intense as his interest in Becky. He did
them all, one after the other, within two hours. The girls loved
it. Then he did Angela a second time, and then said he needed a
rest. The other three complained that it wasn't fair, but after a
couple hours' rest, Ben was delighted to even the score by
pumping seed into the three others too. The girls knew two good
feelings was the limit for them. On special days the girls could
get two good feelings, but never more.

Ben lived far away and could only stay a couple days. The girls
asked if there was anyone else who was nice, like Jim and Ben.
Jim was pretty sure there were some.

Eve and Jim had long before given up any idea of expanding the
home beyond four girls, and the extra bedrooms got converted into
private rooms where girls could privately entertain men.

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As Jim expected, Ben gave rave reviews in the secret parts of the
dark web where such things were discussed.

Dave was very interested, but the girls saw a video of Dave and
decided he didn't feel right.

But they liked how Steve looked, and when he came to visit they
liked how he played, and they liked how he copulated with them
and sent them to heaven with his semen that he discharged inside
them.

When Jim described the money-making plan, it was Eve who was
skeptical.

"It sounds great, but... we're running a whorehouse staffed with
little girls? It's kind of an icky idea, and I never heard of
madams getting really rich."

"Think call girls. Very elite call girls. If you've never been
able to have sex in your life, and someone offers you an evening
or a night with a girl who really, really wants it, and is
guaranteed to feel a simultaneous orgasm... And to kiss and hug
you and thank you, what would you pay?"

"One thousand?"

"You're a woman. Think like a man. Suppose your fortune is ten
million and you don't have any heirs..."

"I'd say... One whole lot of money."

They were silent a while.

"Remember when we just thought it was an impossible dream? And
then one step at a time we convinced ourselves it would be OK?"

"Yeah."

Another pause.

"And now we're going to earn money..."

"We can put it in trust for them..."

Another pause.

"Or some of it, anyway. We're not saints, but... these girls sure
are having fun. Aside from the sex, we're a fantastic foster
home."

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A dozen carefully screened men came and enjoyed sex with one of
the four girls, or maybe more than one if they had extra money.
The girls naturally enjoyed it too. They were often getting their
maximum of two good feelings a day, as opposed to one every
couple days, which is how it had been with Jim after Angela came.

Many of them came back several times.

Sometimes it was going to be especially convenient and lucrative
if they could take a couple more men.

"Sheila, we have a few extra men who would love to put their
penises up into your vagina. We can only give you two good
feelings, but would you mind doing an extra man just to help out
and let him feel good?"

Sheila frowned.

Becky overheard and said, "I'll do it!"

So Becky had three that day, and then four another day. And when
she said it was still just fine, Sheila and Samantha agreed to an
extra guy now and then too.

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Chapter 6

Eve broke the news to Jim. They had to talk about it with the
girls too, and the question was just how to frame it.

"You've all been so good... and things have been good for you
too, right?" said Jim.

All the girls nodded and smiled.

"We have to admit to you that we haven't been entirely truthful
with you."

Eve continued. "Part of the good feeling was actually in those
little shots of grape juice we gave you, and only part of it came
from the stuff the men squirt up into you when they get
super-happy. And that part in the sweet drinks ... it's a very
special juice that you can't buy in a store. You can only get it
a very few places -- one place, actually, and it's secret. And
what we've found out today is that we're not going to get any
more of it -- at least for a long time."

The girls looked blankly at Jim and Eve, not taking in the
implications right away.

"We have some left... maybe a week's worth if we slow things down
and you get it less often, but then it's gone. We'll still have a
foster home here, and we'll do everything we can to make it a
happy and good place to be, but in a week there won't be any
special good feelings any more."

The girls missed it, of course. They whined and complained, but
they knew there wasn't anything to be done about it. They were
able to confirm that as Eve had predicted, the drug was not
addictive -- the girls had no withdrawal symptoms -- they just
stopped getting something they used to like a whole lot.

When they compared their experience with Eve and Jim to earlier
foster homes, all four of them were eager to stay, even without
good feelings.

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Becky found Jim and stood in front of him uneasily. "You really
liked it when we did sex, right? You had your own really good
feeling."

"Yes, Becky, I certainly did."

"Would you like to try it, you know, just so you can feel good?"

"Oh, that wouldn't be fair. There wouldn't be anything in it for
you."

"No good feeling, no," she said, looking down. "But I like you a
lot, you know..." She reached out to hug Jim, and he hugged her
back. "And I came to really like the first part, too, where we
were close together and I could tell how happy you were."

"But... but it wouldn't be fair. It's very sweet of you to think
of me, Becky, but that won't work."

Jim relayed the conversation to Eve.

"I think you're being too narrow-minded here, Jim. It is good to
give to other people, to make them feel good, right? That's why
we give presents, and why we do good deeds."

"But... I would be feeling fantastic, and she'd be feeling...
nothing."

"Maybe it doesn't matter how good you're feeling, or maybe the
better you feel the better she feels too, right? You feel better
when you give someone a present and they think it's fantastic
than if they just politely take it, right?"

"I guess."

"And she wouldn't be feeling nothing. Although I may be a freak,
for everyone else there is a warmth to sex, and a closeness. And
even if she doesn't feel a real sex drive like a big girl, she
still feels close with someone she loves. We don't usually get
little girls involved in it, but I think just about all females
like to get a penis in them from a man they love -- except for a
few weirdos like me."

Jim sought out Becky a bit later.

"Becky," Jim said. "What you said the other day, what you
offered, I would like that very much, actually, and I think it's
wonderful and thoughtful of you to offer it."

Becky smiled.

"I was wrong to tell you it was no good."

Becky looked to see if the master bedroom was available.

"But maybe we should wait a day, to make sure you still really
think it's a good idea."

Becky looked at Jim and frowned.

"Oh... maybe I'm making the same mistake again. If you're
offering... If you're offering, I would love to do it with you
now. I would love it so much."

Becky smiled, and within a few minutes naked Jim was mounted on
naked Becky, thrusting in and out of her, his orgasm approaching.
When the drug supply dried up, he had thought he'd likely never
be able to do this again. He was used to looking at a girl's face
just as he came, to watch her go into ecstasy... and he wanted to
watch her face now too... He came, gasping and moaning. Becky
gave a big smile, and then she reached up to kiss his cheek.

When Becky told Angela, Samantha and Sheila what she had done,
Samantha and Sheila offered themselves to Jim, and on those two
occasions Jim remembered to invite Eve too. The two of them
seemed to think of it as a farewell gesture and didn't offer any
more. Angela didn't say much about what she felt. But Becky kept
offering, every week or so.

Becky caught Jim alone. "What about Luke?" Luke had been a
regular visitor, and Becky was his favorite girl and she liked
him too.

"Luke? I'm sure Luke is very grateful for the many times he got
to have sex with you. And like all the other men, it's a special
time that's over now."

"But do you think he'd still want to have sex with me?"

"Um....I imagine he would like that very much," said Jim quietly.

"So... could we invite him, so I can watch him get happy and feel
good about him being happy?"

"I.... I guess so."

Luke came and had sex with Becky, and they both seemed to have a
wonderful time. She kept asking about him, and he came back about
every month.

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Chapter 7

After four months, the supply chain problem resolved itself,.
Another supplier materialized. The drug was available again!

Before they told the girls or anyone online, Eve and Jim
discussed it between the two of them. They wondered whether maybe
they should just be done with the whole thing. The supply might
dry up again, leading to another disappointing adjustment for the
girls -- and them.

But they were also aware of the bank balance. It was very large.
The prospect of making it even larger was very enticing. They had
decided long before that they wouldn't tell the girls about the
money, and they made the men swear they wouldn't either. That way
they would in an important sense not really be prostitutes since
they didn't know they were. And if some of the money got
distributed to them in trust funds, the trust funds would be
bigger.

The truth was, Jim and Eve didn't have a long-term plan. They
didn't want to think about that too much. They knew they had a
good thing going and they wanted to keep it going.

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The four girls were overjoyed to get back into the old rhythms.

Samantha and Sheila took their two men a day, whenever there were
men available. Jim made sure to get his satisfaction now and
then, and they were even more delighted with that.

Angela took one or two a day, depending on how she felt. She
didn't always want to get it as often as she could, like the
others.

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Eve and Jim overheard Becky and Angela talking.

"You let four guys do it to yesterday," said Angela.

"Yeah," said Becky. "It feels good to be nice to men. They like
it so much."

"But you only got two good feelings."

"Yeah, that's right. And I'm glad about that, but I love making
the men happy too."

Angela smiled. "You know, I like that too. I hadn't thought of
it. I'm going to see if they have four men for me too."

"I know it varies," said Becky. "But I know a lot of men are
interested. I bet Eve will schedule as many as you are willing to
take."

"We can have a competition! See who can take the most men!"

"And some of those men whose pictures we didn't like... I want to
look at some of them again too. They're so sad too, never having
sex. And grown-ups get really sad if they can never have sex."

Jim and Eve looked at each other in wonder.

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Angela knew she was viewed as a goddess. Since coming to Jim and
Eve's foster home, she had started feeling now and then like she
deserved to be a person. Before then she mostly didn't. Bad stuff
had happened to her. But if she was a person, and if they thought
she looked like a goddess, maybe that was OK too. If she was a
real person and she looked beautiful, well, that was the way
things were. As it quickly became apparent, there was no way
Becky could compete with Angela if the men got to choose which of
them to have sex with. That didn't seem quite fair to Angela,
since Becky was a better person than she was. But her face was
prettier, and that's the way the world worked.

Angela had gotten her first good feeling from the first man of
the day. It was Ethan, a man she was familiar with and liked, and
it was a good way to start.

She didn't know how many more men Jim and Eve had scheduled for
her. But she liked it that way.

This man was skinny and had a beard, and he looked kind of funny.
He handed her her little cup of juice, which Eve had given him to
bring in. But when he stripped, there was his penis, sticking
straight out. She was on her back with legs spread wide, and he
was so excited as he approached her, and even more when his penis
first started sliding into her. He went in and out for many
minutes. Angela lost track because it felt warm and close and
nice. Then he got all excited, and she tingled with anticipation,
and then he came. Nothing happened for her, but the man's climax
was associated so strongly with that good feeling she liked that
part just all by itself.

The next man was an old guy with gray hair, and he was kind of
flabby. But that didn't matter once his stiff penis stuck out.
His penis stuck out of him and into her, and he looked at her
like she was the most precious thing on earth, and he looked
excited, and happy, and then... she felt that little thrill when
he came too -- but not her own fabulous feeling. He said naughty
words when he came but that was fine.

She got an hour to rest, but then she was OK to go into the
bedroom and wait for the third guy. He looked like he was out of
a magazine, he was so muscular and trim. But the stiff penis that
appeared when he stripped was pretty much like the others, and it
went into her. Once again she felt really appreciated, and after
a good long time he got excited and came -- surely she would have
that really good feeling now? No, not this time. Oh, well.

The fourth guy was kind of nervous. He wouldn't look at her and
when he took his clothes off his penis was little and floppy. She
had had some experience with that. She knew he had never gotten
to do this before in his life, and he didn't quite believe he was
allowed to -- that she was willing. So she stood up, went over to
him, hugged his legs, and said, "Oooo, I like that," as she
gently stroked his penis. It got hard, and then he was just like
the other guys: penis stuck into her vagina, rowing in and out,
his big man body covering her little girl body. He was on her
close enough she could smell his faint man smell and feel his
skin, but he didn't squish her. His loving smiles made it clear
just how much he appreciated her and appreciated that she was
willing to let him do that to her... and then he came. Wonderful!
But no special thing for her. It would come in good time. She
knew that.

The next guy looked kind of average, but he was nervous and
laughed a little. "You are on the small side for a woman of 25,
aren't you? Pretty funny, eh?" Angela smiled. Men said funny
things sometimes, and sometimes things she didn't understand what
they meant, and sometimes things that were just kind of dumb. But
they were all kind. This guy's penis approached and slid right
between her lips and up into her vagina. "Oh, my God, that's so
amazing, I can't believe... I want to last a long time, you're so
gorgeous, but... Uh-oh, can't stop it, oh well, this is
fantastic, Oh heavens..." The he went silent as he spurted his
sperm up into her. That was nice. And then it was her turn. She
had that warm, wonderful feeling at last. That was the little
extra that made it all so much nicer. And it was even better
because she had had to wait for it. And she knew that meant he
was the last one of the day.

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Jim looked off into space. Becky had fallen asleep, sprawled on
her back, naked. Her little smooth labia were showing there,
right in the middle, along with her flat chest and her girlish
figure -- a genuine girlish figure of a genuine little girl.

He had dreamed of a chance to have sex with a truly willing
little girl at least once before he died. And his wife Eve had
almost the same dream -- to watch him when he did. She had the
knowledge to make it happen. They had even arranged for him to
have sex with three little girls, not just one.

And then there was a fourth girl, and then there were the extra
men, to keep the girls happy. And the men loved it -- it was a
real service to them. And then there was the money too.

For pedophiles to get a little sex now and then by letting girls
get something in return -- a lovely drug-induced high.

As he lay looking at the gorgeous little Becky, he carefully
moved his index finger down and stroked along the girl slit, on
the outside, very gently, top to bottom. It wouldn't even put the
lightest pressure on her clitoris, that organ that was sleeping,
awaiting its chance to blossom when Becky hit puberty. The lips
were so smooth, so wonderful. He slid his finger down for five
seconds then lifted it up and slid down again. If the past was
any guide, he would thrust his penis deep into Becky's vagina
many more times, and bring them both to ecstasy. But this light
stroking, on this most girlish part of this young girl -- it was
quieter, gentler, and more profound somehow.

Jim loved little girls, and he was in heaven.

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