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Poster's note: I'm not sure if this 'extended' version has been posted before,
I think I found it on Mr. Double's site (www.mrdouble.com - worth a visit).
I'm only posting it here by request, please send all comments to the author,
Clayton <clayton@nym.alias.net>.


Copyright (c) 1997, Clayton, ALL Rights Reserved 

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

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

Copyright (c) Clayton 1997. Permission is given to freely distribute this
document electronically, providing the entire document is preserved intact
and no monies, beyond normal board or site membership charges, are charged
for its distribution. (Ken Nestle, this means you.) 

Warning: This story contains descriptions of sex between an adult male and
preteen children. If this is not your cup of tea stop reading now. 

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. No illegal activity described
herein was carried out, this document details fantasies that took place
late at night when I was alone in bed. I firmly believe that no fifteen
minutes of pleasure is worth the innocence of a child. Besides, I derive
much pleasure from the company of children, playing with them or simply
watching them at play, I am not going to risk this for any momentarily
heightened sense of pleasure. 

If you are under the age of eighteen the law says I've got to tell you to
go away, so, "Go away!" Common sense says you're going to ignore me, so
don't blame me if you go blind, your parents find you in possession of
this document or your cum causes your space bar to stop working. 

If this type of material is illegal in your city, state, country, then see
above, substituting "law enforcement agency" in place of "parents". 

If you're a member of the moral minority, religious right, or any other
such control group then read on, my aim is to offend you as much as
possible. People like you who would force others to fit your narrow minded
little world views are a blight upon the landscape. My personal philosophy
is that of "Rational Anarchy" ie. anyone should feel free to do as they
please such that their actions do not adversely impact on the lives of
others. 

Introduction: Primus - The origin of the title: Over the years I have
found myself looking after a large number of children, many of whom have
at one time or another developed severe crushes on me. As time went by I
discovered that I en- joyed their company more and more, often I found
myself with them, discussing the intricacies of the transformers,
comparing various superheros against one and other, and spending less time
with their parents. Finally someone remarked that the children might as
well be mine. And so my Clayton's children came to be, "The child you're
having when you're not having a child." 

Secundus - This is a story of make believe, it describes what might have
been in a very different world. If you feel an uncontrollable desire to
carry out the activities described in this type of story, the stop reading
now and seek professional help. 

Tertius - You might find this story to be a little long winded for your
tastes and too much prose separating the 'Rumpety, Pumpety'. Well too bad,
I'm starting to get just a little sick of those stories in which the
narrator has their partner undressed by the third paragraph, has them
orgasming in the fifth and is working on their second encounter or their
next partner by the tenth. 

Quatrius - I hope you find my choice of phrasing to be an improvement over
some recent stories that I have seen in the newsgroups, these stories
appear to have been written either cut and paste or by an AI. If the
former then shame on you and if the latter then I commend you and urge you
to improve your algorithm to include more descriptive phrases and less
repetition. 


Chapter 19 - Anna Joins In. 

Carefully opening the door, Anna leads the way inside, then her patience
exhausted, the words tumble from her lips as she asks, "Can I go and have
a spa with Alison and Rene, please Mummy." 

"What was that Anna?" asks muzzily. 

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

"Can I go to Alison and Rene's place and have a spa with them. Please?"
she asks, making me smile at just how much wheedling she manages to
squeeze into that last word. 

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

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

"Of course, come in." she replies. Then as I step up into the van she
says, "I guess I didn't realise, just how much the last couple of days
took out of me. What's this Anna's saying?" 

"Alison invited her over to play in the spa with her." I explain, "I
suggested that you might want her back, but they insisted we ask you
anyway." 

"Well, I wouldn't want to impose on you any further, you've done so much
for me already, but she does get pretty bored waiting at the nurses
station, while I visit Sean. They've still got him pretty well doped up
and I don't want her to see him like that." she explains. 

"But if It's O.K. with you, I guess she can go. There is one problem
though, she doesn't have a suit. She grew out of her last one, and with
summer over, I haven't bothered to get her another." 

"That's all right," I answer before Alison or Rene say why she won't need
one, "She can wear a pair of knickers and a t-shirt. Or we might be able
to find an old suit of Alison's" 

Anna emits a single shrill, squeal of delight, then remembering her
sleeping brother, she slaps her hand across her mouth. "Sorry Mummy." she
mumbles. 

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

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

"I guess so." Jean laughs, picking up her purse. Handing me a ten dollar
note, she says, "Here, this should cover her share and get them all an ice
cream each too." 

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

As Anna protests, "I'm not a baby Mummy!" Jean takes hold of the hem of
Anna's dress and strips it off her. 

"What did you do to yourself this time?" Jean ask resignedly, noticing the
handkerchief tied around her daughter's leg. 

"Jumped off the see-saw and I got a splinter, see." Anna answers, taking
the dress from her mother and rummaging through the pockets for her
souvenir. 

"That's a beauty." Jean say appreciatively, admiring the splinter in it's
bag. "Just what were you doing jumping off the see-saw anyway?" 

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

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

"Well I think it was Alison's idea, and because Anna was stuck between the
other two she got what Alison should have." I say in Anna's defence. 

"Well let's have a look at it?" Jean says, removing the handkerchief. "Oh,
you did do a good job. Turning her daughter around to inspect the scrape,
which continues around onto the back of her leg, she says, "These just
wont do at all. Just what have you been sitting in." 

Thinking, 'Those knickers were clean when I gave them back.' I have a
quick look. Obviously in an attempt to show that she had not had her
knickers off, Anna has rubbed dirt into the seat of her knickers while we
were packing. 

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

"But he'll see my, my... thingy." Anna protests, waving her hand vaguely
as she trails off into silence, a sweet blush suffusing her cheeks. 

"Don't be silly child," Jean chides, "you're much too young to worry about
that sort of nonsense. Now hold still." 

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

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

As her mother turns her back and moves towards the other end of the van,
Anna smiles naughtily and drags her finger along the length of her slit,
then schools her expression as her mother returns with a blue and white
striped, cotton, print dress, a blue cable knit jumper and another pair of
plain white knickers. 

Laying the dress and jumper on the table, Jean helps her daughter into the
knickers. After, she has slipped the dress and jumper on, she wets a cloth
at the sink, and scrubs her protesting daughter's face and then drags a
hairbrush through her daughter's curls. 

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

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

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

"Nonsense," I say, "you've got a baby and a husband in hospital to worry
about, Now what time?" 

"Well, if you're going to be like that." Jean huffs, smiling to take the
sting out of it, "Is eight too late." 

"No that's fine." I say. 

We exchange phone numbers, and she gives me a bag containing a towel,
T-shirt and another pair of knickers for Anna. Then with a kiss goodbye
and an admonishment to be good, Jean entrusts her daughter to my care. 

A minute later we are on our way. In the rearview mirror I notice Anna and
Alison have their heads together and I overhear snatches of their
conversation. "... even better ... Mummy might have caught me." "I know,
... it ...s good ... get caught." "... think he might let me see it?" 

At this point Rene pipes up, and in a low but clearly audible voice she
says, "Yeah, and you can touch it too. It feels really neat." 

Both bigger girls gasp and glance in my direction, so I pretend not to
have heard Rene's words and as the cat's out of the bag, I am curious to
hear what Anna has to say to this. A few seconds later, once they are sure
that I have not heard, they continue and because they think I can't hear
them, their voices are slightly louder as they include Rene in the
conversation. 

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

"Well it's like your brother's but a lot bigger of course and it's got
lots of hair like his beard around it." Alison answers. 

"I know that much!" Anna says scornfully, "What's it feel like? Mummy hit
me when I tried to touch Robert's." 

"Really funny," Rene says, "It's like it's got a bone in it, but you can
still bend it a bit. It's really soft on the outside and the skin moves up
and down too so it covers up the purple bit on the end." 

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

"Oh his is like that too most of the time. But remember what you said on
the flying fox? It gets hard like that when he looks at our pussies and
when we rub it." 

The conversation has to stop at this point, as we are nearly home. I stop
at the milkbar and followed by all three girls, I enter the shop. The girl
behind the counter is the same one who had served us the day before and
she raises her eyebrow at the addition to our party. 

"I'm collecting little girls." I say with a straight face, "Have you got
any you want to get rid off?" 

"Well I do have a little sister, who can be a real pain in the butt
sometimes," she laughs, "but I think I'll keep her, Mum might not
understand. What can I do you for?" 

"Oh, you could normally 'do' me for nothing," I laugh and wave my arm
encompassing the three girls clustered around the freezer, "but I'm
already taken. So you'll have to settle for selling me four ice creams and
a carton of milk." 

"Ooh you are saucy." she giggles; a perfect imitation of the big breasted
young blonde from the 'Carry On' movies. 

Rene having decided that the side of the freezer will not become
transparent, no matter how hard she stares at it, makes a bee line for the
lolly counter. Scragging her by the back of the collar as she passes me, I
guide her back to the freezer and lift her up so she can make a selection.

After paying the girl and confiscating the ice creams for her to put in a
bag, I entrust Rene with the important job of carrying it until we get
home. Then saying goodbye, we take our leave. 

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

"Why?" I ask. 

"So we don't have to put our clothes back on when we get out of the spa
silly." she answers with a grin. 

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

"But what about the spa?" she asks. 

"You'll just have to wear a T-shirt with your bathers since I haven't
fixed the top yet." 

"You mean we have to wear clothes?" Anna asks in dismay, "I wanted to see
your penis thingy." She then slaps her hand over her mouth, "Oh, don't
tell Mummy I said that." 

"Don't worry I won't," I reassure her, "and I was only teasing. If you
want to run about without any clothes on, you can." 

"What about you?" she asks. 

"Me to I guess, but you can't tell anybody either." I say, winking, making
it a joint conspiracy. "Not even your best friend, because she might tell
somebody, who might tell somebody else, who tells your mummy." 

"O.K." she winks back grinning. 

Kneeling down in front of the heater, I sort out the instructions and get
it lit. When I turn back, I find myself face to face with three bare naked
little girls, cheesy grins plastered across their faces, though Anna's is
a trifle selfconscious and her cheeks are flaming. 

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

"Why don't you put the ice creams in the freezer first." I say, "We'll
have them after our pizza." Like a shot, Rene snatches up the bag,
disappears into the kitchen and returns almost before I can draw my
breath. 

Grinning at her eagerness, to show me off to her new friend, I quickly
strip down to my jocks, tossing my clothes on the pile they had begun. I
stop with my thumbs in the waistband and ask, "Would you like to take them
off Anna?" 

Nodding slowly, she steps forward and takes hold of the sides of my jocks
and with a quick yank, pulls them down to my knees and lets them fall to
the floor. As I step out of them, we both take a step backwards, she with
her eyes locked solidly on my dangling member. 

"Oh!" she gasps, "It's dangly." As I feel her eyes boring into my groin,
my cock begins to rise, "Oh wow, It's getting bigger." 

"That's because you're staring at him," I tell her, "and he's standing up
to have a look at you." 

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

"Of course." I say. 

In complete contrast to Alison and Rene's broad grins, Anna's face is very
serious, her little forehead furrowed in concentration as she steps
forward and bends over to bring her face closer to my still growing
member. She starts to bring her hand up, then snatches it away and clasps
it in the other behind her back. 

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

"Can I!" she says excitedly, "Mummy yelled at me and called me a nasty
little girl when I tried to touch Robert's. I only wanted to see what it
felt like." She finishes on a slightly plaintive note. 

"Well I'm not your mummy," I say, "If you want to learn about boys with
me, you can, but only if you want to and you're not just doing it because
you think these two will think you are a baby." 

"Oh I want to." she breathes fervently. 

Slowly, almost hesitantly, she brings her little fingers up to lightly
brush along the length of my shaft. Her delicate, feather light, touch
being all that it takes to bring me to full hardness. "Oh, it is soft!"
she exclaims in surprise, "And it's warm too." 

"Gently there." I warn as she moves her hand down to cup my balls, hefting
them in the palm of her hand. 

"What are they?" she asks. 

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

"What's that?" she asks. 

"It's yummy." Rene says. 

"It's this white cream that squirts out of his penis after you suck on it
for a while." Alison explains. 

Anna whirls to stare at the two grinning imps behind her. "You suck on his
penis?" she cries appalled, "That's where his pee comes out!" 

I give Alison and Rene a suppressing look, saying, "It's O.K. Anna, it's
totally different to pee. Let's get in the spa and I'll explain it too
you." 

"O.K." she agrees. 

As soon as I step into the gently roiling water and sit down, Alison and
Rene begin to scuffle over my lap. "Hey you two, stop it. Anna's our guest
and she gets first choice." Turning my head, to look up at her, still
standing on the rim of the spa, I ask, "Would you like to sit on my knee?"

"Uh-huh." she nods. 

Taking her hand in mine, I help her step down into the water, and help her
sit sideways in my lap, so that she can look up into my face. Once she is
settled, her head on my right shoulder and my right hand lightly clasping
her upper thigh. 

With my other hand, I lightly caress her legs from knee to ankle as I ask,
"Has your mummy told you anything about where Robert came from?" 

"She said he was in her tummy," Anna says quietly, "and that was why she
got fat for a while, but when I asked how he got in there she said that
was a bad question and if I ever asked again she'd make me bite the soap."

"What does 'bite the soap' mean?" Rene asks curiously ceasing her friendly
tussling with her sister. 

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

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

The expression on Anna's face is a mixture of shock and fear as she looks
up into my eyes to see what I will do, when I smile reassuringly, she nods
"Yes" to Rene. 

Grinning, Rene begins a litany of obscenities, "Cock, dick, cunt, pussy,
shit, arsehole..." her grin widening as Anna flinches slightly under the
impact of each forbidden word. 

"Enough!" I say sharply, "I think she gets the picture." Looking down at
Anna, I gently say, "Ignore the little slut, she's only showing off. This
morning, she was calling my penis a doodle." 

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

"No, not really." I answer slowly, "It's more how you use them and who you
say them to. You have to be really careful who you say them to though,
because most people don't think little girls should know what they mean.
And you shouldn't teach them to your friends, because if they say you
taught them, then your mummy might hear about it and she'd go and get the
soap." 

"Does that mean I should wait until I hear someone else say them first
before I use them?" she asks. 

"Exactly!" I say approvingly, "Unless of course it's someone like your
Daddy, when he hit's his thumb with a hammer." 

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

"Sure." I say, "O.K., you know a baby grows inside a woman's tummy. Well
it gets made when a man's sperm, joins up with a tiny little egg inside
her, and that egg start's growing until nine months later, the baby is
born." 

"How does the sperm join with the egg if it's in her tummy?" she ask,
"Does she swallow it? Does that mean Alison and Rene are going to have
babies?" 

Both of the little girls sitting opposite us giggle madly, their mouths,
which they had opened to say something snapping shut as I give them a
withering look. 

"No." I answer, giving her a reassuring hug, as she begins to look a
little hurt by their amusement at her ignorance, "First of all, you are
all too young to have babies, though Alison's body is nearly ready. And
second, the baby doesn't actually grow inside a woman's stomach, it grow
in a special place called the uterus which is at the bottom of her tummy,
here." I trace a small upside down triangle just below Anna's belly
button. 

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

Without resistance, she allows me to push her knees apart, allowing me
access to her most intimate recesses. I begin to slowly slide my hand up
between her thighs, giving her plenty of time to object or stop me. She
looks up at me trustingly, not even twitching as my finger comes into
contact with the tightly closed lips of her well developed cunt. 

"Here," I say lightly touching her at the base of her slit, "this is where
the sperm goes in. You know there's a hole here don't you?" 

She nods and murmurs "yes." 

"Well it's called a vagina, it goes up inside you and it's connected to
your uterus. A man puts his penis inside it and after a while he squirt
his sperm." 

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

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

Turning back to Anna, I continue, "As miss smarty pants over there just
pointed out, the creamy stuff that comes out of a man's penis is actually
called semen and it's full of the sperm that his balls make. Do you
understand what I've said so far?" 

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

"No," I say, "The place you pee from is further up." I gently prise her
pussy lips apart and touch her over her urethral opening, tickling it with
my finger tip. "Here, this is where you pee from." I then lowly drag my
fingertip a little lower and press against the tight little opening to her
vagina. "Your vagina is down here." 

Her lips part slightly, and her breathing quickens slightly at the
intimate touch. "But how can your penis fit in there? That's a very little
hole." 

"It stretches a lot." I tell her, silencing, Alison and Rene with a glance
as they open their mouths to speak. "It's got to, because that's also
where the baby comes out once it's ready." 

As I speak, I gently circle her vaginal entrance with the tip of my little
finger. Ever so slowly, I feel the muscles puckering the skin relax and as
I press inwards, it gives way and allows my finger to slowly enter her
body, slipping into a warm, extremely tight, sheath, which is surprisingly
slippery. 

"Ooh!" she says, her voice little more than a soft exhalation. "Your
finger's going into me." 

"How does it feel?" I ask gently, stilling my finger, with less than half
of the first joint inside her. 

"Sort of funny." she says, "Like your finger is filling me up." Her little
face take on a look of extreme concentration as she considers the
sensation of having her pussy penetrated for the very first time. A few
seconds later, she smiles up at me, "I like it, it's nice." 

Encouraged by her trusting acceptance of my digital penetration of her
immature vagina, I pull my finger out and gently reinsert it, pushing a
little deeper. Then with slow, gentle strokes, I slide my finger in and
out of her tiny vagina, penetrating a little further each time until the
tip of my little finger brushes against the thin, delicate membrane of her
hymen. 

"Oh, don't stop." she says in disappointment as I withdraw my finger.
"That felt nice." then, "Ooh!" as I try my middle finger. 

There is a little more resistance to the larger intruder, but her happy
smile never wavers as the tight ring of muscle surrounding her vaginal
entrance dilates and allows the entry of my much thicker middle finger.
sighing contentedly, she opens her legs further and wriggles into a more
comfortable position against my chest. 

Ever so gently, I explore the gossamer thin tissue of her maidenhead,
wishing that I had more time with her, enough time that I might be able to
make love to her properly. But with only a few hours before I have to take
her back to her mother, I limit myself to a gentle finger fucking of the
outermost inch or so of her tight, slick vagina. 

Her sweet exhalations, wafts warmly over my face as I look down at her,
her eyes closed in contentment, her breath sighing from moist, slightly
parted lips. Unable to resist their allure, I lightly brush them with my
lips, gently kissing her. 

Her eyes open as I pull back and the corners of her mouth turn up in a
smile, filled with love and complete trust. "Mmmm, that's nice." she
murmurs, contentedly. 

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

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

"It's the best thing in the whole world." Rene enthuses expansively. "It's
like all your insides just explode." 

"Huh?" Anna's eyes widen apprehensively. 

"It's all right," Rene quickly reassures her new friend, "I was scared
too, really scared, but Greg made it all right. He won't let you fall
either." 

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

"No silly." Rene giggles, "But when he does it to you, it feels like
you're going higher and higher and higher on the swing and then when it
happens, you feel like you're falling really, really fast but you never
hit the ground, and when it's over, it's like you're floating on the
softest, dreamiest cloud ever." 

Anna's eyes question me and I nod, saying, "A little confused, but that's
about it. But if you want me to do it, we should wait until after tea and
do it on a bed or the couch, so I can see what I'm doing properly and we
can take our time. Why don't we just play in the spa for a little while
and then I'll order the pizza, O.K.?" 

"O.K." she nods reluctant agreement. 

Slipping my finger from her vagina, I quickly lift it from the water and
taste of her sweetness for the first time. Even diluted by the waters of
the spa, her juices have a flavour that set's my cock twitching against
her hip. "Mmmm, you taste good." I say. 

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

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

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

"Really?" Anna asks, a little disbelievingly. 

"Really." I confirm. "Anyway enough of that for now." I say, lifting her
in my arms and blowing a zoober into her belly. I then drop her, giggling
and wriggling, into the water. 

Then when she rises, sputtering wildly, I splash her in the face, being
careful to send most of the water past her at the other two girls. Yelling
dire threats at me, all three of them start sweeping great sheets of water
in my direction. I endure the inundation for a few seconds then slide from
my seat and sit on the bottom in the center of the spa. 

Seconds later, cool bubbles of air tickle my balls and arsehole as one of
the girls starts the blower. Waving my arms about, I feel for their
ankles, but the little shits are standing on the seats, where they know I
don't dare pull them under, so I curl my legs under me and rise with a
roar that sets them squealing with mock fright. 

Standing on the seat directly in front of me is Alison, so I sweep her up
in my arms and pull her shrieking delightedly to my chest. "You look like
a tasty little girl," I say in a gurgling voice, "I am going to take you
to my grotto beneath the waves, where I'm going eat you up." 

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

"No, you can't eat my sister." Rene cries taking hold of one of Alison's
flailing arm and pulling feebly. 

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

"No one escapes the creature from the black lagoon." I gurgle, slowly
sinking beneath the roiling surface, taking my wriggling victim with me. 

Rolling to break the younger girl's grip, I shift my hands and move her
until I can press my lips to one of the tiny mounds sprouting from
Alison's chest. She tenses at the contact, expecting a zoober, but instead
of blowing, I open my mouth wide and make munching motions over her tiny
titty, flicking the tip of my tongue back and forth over the rapidly
erecting nipple. 

A few seconds after I begin munching on the other nipple, she pulls away,
seeking release. I allow my hands to slide down over her hips to her upper
thighs as she stands on my legs and press my mouth over her mounds
munching and licking at her young pussy. I feel, more than hear her
excited squeal, as my tongue, pushes between her labia and flicks over her
stiffening clit. 

Then, needing breath myself, I push her off my legs and rise to the
surface, finding myself nose to nose with my next willing victim. Grinning
back at her, I draw a deep breath and wrap my arms about Rene, pulling her
under the roiling water. Giving each of her tiny, pink nipples a quick
flick with my tongue, I trail down over her belly to the fat little mound
between her widespread legs. Opening my mouth wide, I engulf her plump,
young pussy and munch and lick until she let's me know she has run out of
air. 

Releasing her and rising to the surface, I turn towards my final victim
and find her blushing and giggling as she struggles weakly in Alison's
arms. As I take hold of her, her blush deepens and she goes totally limp
and quiet. 

Guessing that Anna would probably try to drown herself if I took her below
the bubbling water and started mouthing her pussy, I stretch her out on
the surface to chow down on the third grader's slim body. Beginning at her
fingers, I open my mouth wide and engulf most of her hand. I then make my
way, noisily, up her arm, making her squirm a little and giggle at the
smacking sounds I make. 

When I reach her shoulder, I transfer my attention to her face, feeling
the heat of her flush on my tongue as I nibble and lick at her cheek.
Playfully, I suck on her little nose, nibbling the tip for a few seconds,
revelling in the sound of her happy giggles, before moving on to her sweet
red lips. 

I find them waiting for me, slightly parted with the dying echoes of her
mirth. Gently, I suck one of her lips between mine, kissing her softly,
sensuously. Not wanting to possibly scare her with a deeper kiss, I flick
her lips with the tip of my tongue as I pull away and gently bite down on
her upthrust chin. 

Her head is tilted back to expose her thin throat and as I move lower, I
take her windpipe between my teeth, feeling her shudder slightly at the
contact. But with surprising trust, she does not try to force me away with
her chin, instead she tilts her head further back, giving me even greater
access to her vulnerable throat. 

Ever lower, I roam further with my teeth and lips, taking each of her
prominent collar bones into my mouth, and gently bite down. As I pass over
her tiny, undeveloped boobs, I smack my lips as I flick them with the tip
of my tongue, feeling the soft, pink skin crinkle and tighten under my
touch. With a last flick to her the BB sized nubbins of her nipples, I
move on to the bottom of her ribcage, where she helpfully sucks her
stomach in, to allow me to fasten my lips and teeth around her lowermost
ribs. 

As I pass over the dimple of her belly button, I can't resist spearing my
tongue into the little slit like depression, making her buckle in my arms
and shriek with girlish laughter. Shifting my grip on her slim little
body, I take advantage of her folded position to munch noisily on the
heels of her feet and then her toes. Then as she unfolds I snack my way up
her legs alternating from shin to shin and then gently bite down on her
dimpled knees, where I discover she is very ticklish. 

But all of her laughter disappears when I turn her in my arms and kneel on
the bottom, repositioning her with her legs over my shoulders. As I munch
my way up the soft skin of her inner thighs towards her protuberant pussy,
she strains to see what I am doing. Seeing this, Alison moves behind her,
supporting her head and shoulders. 

With a final loud "Groumph!" I engulf her fat mound in it's entirety,
making her squeal with laughter that immediately chokes off with a gasp,
as I drag my tongue from the dimple at the base of her slit to her clit at
the top. Already beginning to harden under the influence of the strange
new sensations that I have begun to awaken in her, her clitoris quickly
grows to it's full dimensions surprising me with it's size. 

Pulling back, I gaze up between her legs at her hairless slit, which is
now pushed open at the top by a thick, rigid shaft, as wide and as long as
the first joint of my ring finger. Both Alison and Rene gasp at the size
of the little pricklet that pushes from between Anna's bald labia and when
I look up, I see Alison unconsciously licking her lips. 

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

"Because it's happy." I say smiling, "It's never happened before, because
it's never been touched properly before." Lowering my head a few inches, I
give the proudly standing, fleshy shaft a flick with the tip of my tongue,
making her gasp and push her hips up towards my mouth. 

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

Happy to comply with her wishes, I flick the stubby shaft back and forth a
few times with the tip of my tongue, enjoying her little squeals and
wriggles of pleasure. Then because I want her first orgasm to be a special
one, not something hastily induced in the spa, I plant a final kiss on the
very tip and pull back lowering her into the water. 

Not knowing the pleasures that I have denied her, she wraps her slim arms
about my neck, and presses her lips to mine in a soft, sweet, sensuous
kiss, pulling back after a timeless two seconds to whisper, "Thank you." 

Whispering "You're welcome." in return, I playfully snap at her nose,
making her pull back with a happy squeal that knocks Alison beneath the
boiling surface of the water. 

Sputtering as she rises, Alison begins to wrestle with Anna, tickling and
ducking her. A moment later, Rene comes in on the side of her new friend,
making up for her lack of size with ferocity, as the two of them put
Alison on the defensive. Leaving them to disport themselves as they
please, I sit back on the seat to watch their play, enjoying the brief
glimpses of white or lightly tanned flesh, that occasionally rise above
the roiling surface. 

After a minute or so of cheerful, wrestling in which Alison gets worse
than she delivers, they go into a little huddle. With the noise of the
roaring blower, I can't hear what Alison is saying. But it's not too hard
to guess, as Rene nods enthusiastically while Anna shakes her head and
glances in my direction. Alison, though will not take 'no' for an answer,
and becomes more animated, talking and gesticulating until Anna nods,
blushing furiously. Then with a wicked grin, Alison submerges herself,
while the other two look on, Rene grinning, Anna blushing furiously. 

A second later, I feel the water swirling about my legs and a soft pair of
lips engulf my half hard member as Alison grasps my hips to hold herself
down. The back of her head briefly appears in the swirling waters over my
lap, then disappears as she bobs back down. For about half a minute or so,
she bobs up and down on my rapidly hardening cock, her tongue working
furiously. She then surfaces with a gasp and moves aside for Rene, saying
with a grin, "It's our turn to eat YOU up." 

Even as Alison speaks, Rene grasps my raging penis in one hand and forces
her tiny mouth down over the swollen head of my cock, her tongue pushed
against the bottom of her mouth by the thickness of my shaft. When she
pulls back, the tiny pre-schooler completely removes her mouth from my
prick, then bobs down again, her lips, an excruciatingly tight ring that
rolls down over my sensitive glans, the tip of her tongue brushing over
the fraenum. Incredibly, this tiny little girl far surpasses her elder
sister, in both duration and skill, and when she finally does come up for
air, she leaves me a gibbering wreck, my balls aching for release. 

As she pulls aside gasping she waves Anna towards me. Blushing furiously,
the eight year old, steps hesitantly towards me, her uncertainty prompting
me to say, "You don't have to do this if you don't want too." But she just
shakes her head at my words and continues to advance, submerging herself
as her legs touch my knees. Her hand grasps my shaft in a light grip and a
moment later her lips brush over the very tip of my cock, making it
twitch. She pulls back, a bit and lets go in surprise. Then a moment later
secures a slightly firmer grip and I feel her tongue pass over my fraenum
and on to the winking eye at the end of my prick, the light, feathery
touch, almost enough to set me off. 

Finally, gaining confidence as nothing nasty happens, she opens her jaw
wide, and brings her mouth down over my cock, her lips closing around the
shaft as the swollen head of my cock glances off the roof of her mouth.
Then without moving her head, she begins a baby like sucking, that is more
soothing than arousing and I feel the urgent need to empty my balls
subside. 

Chapter 21 - Circus Tricks. 

Ten seconds later, she releases my cock and lifts her head above the
surface, smiling broadly. "How was that?" she asks. 

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

"Naughty," she giggles, "but it also made my tummy feel tingly, like when
you licked my pussy." 

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

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

"I know," Alison says, "You can watch me and Rene and then you can try it,
he squirts lots and lots of time so we can all have some." 

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

Anna nods hesitantly and Alison orders me to lie down on the deck beside
the spa. As I do so, holding my upper body up on my elbows, so that I can
watch, she tells Rene to get out of the water and kneel on the deck beside
me. As she takes her position astride my legs, leaving Anna kneeling on
the seat, Rene takes advantage of the situation to slip her tight little
mouth over my cock. 

But once she has herself positioned, Alison takes control, prising Rene's
fingers off my shaft and telling her to let go. Reluctantly Rene pulls
away and Alison's lips replace hers. She bobs her head twice, her tongue
pressed against the underside of my shaft then withdraws and angles my
prick towards Anna. 

Again Anna opens her jaw wide, not closing her lips around the shaft until
the glans is well within the warm cavern of her mouth and Alison says,
"Not like that Anna, The purple bit's the most sensitive, especially the
wrinkled bit, make your lips touch it there and lick it with your tongue
too." 

Nodding, Anna tightens her lips around me as she pulls back, her tongue
pressing upwards against the fraenum as she withdraws. When my prick pops
free, she asks, "Was that better Greg?" 

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

Alison aims my prick towards Rene, and this time, before she forces her
tightly ovaled lips over my glans, she flicks at the underside with the
tip of her tongue, making me gasp. Then, when she forces her lips over my
swollen glans, she makes them even tighter than she has before, making me
groan and stab my hips upwards, forcing my prick against the back of her
throat with a rush and making her gag. 

As Rene pulls away, coughing, Alison moves in, swirling her tongue around
the tip of my cock twice, before plunging her head down and forcing my
cock through lips almost as tightly pursed as her little sister's. Taking
only the head of my prick into her mouth, she massages the shaft with her
hand, sliding the skin up and down over the iron hard core as she works
her tongue over swollen purple glans, especially against the sensitive
underside, and the tiny slit at the tip. 

I groan as she releases me with a wet suck and aims my cock towards Anna's
waiting mouth. Anna almost pushes Alison aside in her eagerness, her
tongue slapping wetly over my glans as she enthusiastically goes to work.
Then after giving my cock a slippery coating of saliva, she begins to
explore my glans with the tip of her tongue, tracing the wrinkled skin on
the fraenum, tickling the slit and pushing stiffened tip under the rim of
the helmet. 

A moment later she encloses the bulbous crown in her mouth and without
preamble, pushes her lips down to the base of my shaft, taking half of my
cock deep into her throat. The incredible sensation of her narrow gullet
massaging the head of my cock is too much for me and before I can warn her
a massive jet of cum, sears my guts as it burns through my shaft into her
stomach. 

Feeling my glans swell in her throat, and the base pulse against her lips,
she tries to pull her mouth of my spasming cock, but before she can get it
all of the way out, I pump a second jet, even more powerful than the first
against the roof of her mouth. The third sprays across her upper lip and
cheek. 

But as Rene moves to take my spouting prick into her mouth, the taste of
my cum registers with Anna and she takes hold of my cock, almost wrenching
it from Alison's hand, and pulls it back to her mouth. Before she can seal
her lips over my fountaining member, I decorate her face with a fourth
viscous, white streamer of cum. Hungrily, she takes the remainder of my
searing load into her hot little mouth, holding it on her tongue without
swallowing. 

As the pleasure/pain of the spasms wracking my body loose their intensity,
and the torrent of semen slows to a trickle, Anna hollows her cheeks and
sucks powerfully, literally pulling the last of the cum from my body. Then
satisfied that she will get no more from my wilting prick, Anna sits up
with a shit eating grin on her cum streaked face and opens her mouth,
showing us the glutinous, white mass coating her tongue and the thick
pearly strands joining it to the roof of her mouth. 

Taking in the awed and somewhat miffed expressions of the other two girls,
she gulps twice, working the thick, viscous fluid down her throat and
tells them, "Sorry, I changed my mind." Though her cheeky grin belies her
apology. 

When, a few moments later, I have recovered enough to speak, I ask
incredulously, "Where did you learn that trick?" 

"What trick?" she asks, her giggle telling me she knows damned well what
I'm asking her. 

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

"At the circus." she replies, "We went early and I saw the sword swallower
practicing and I snuck away from Mummy and Daddy and watched him from
behind a truck. He saw me and said I could come out and watch properly. He
showed me all his swords and he even ate some fire for me, but he wouldn't
tell me how he did that. 

"I asked if he'd show me how to swallow the swords and he said 'No.' but I
kept on asking and he said 'O.K.' I could try with a little practice sword
he'd made for his little girl. I think he thought I'd be sick and I'd go
away. 

"He showed me how to tilt my head back and hold the sword and I tried it,
I was nearly sick and he told me I had to sort of swallow while I was
doing it. I did it again and swallowed the whole thing. He said I was
better at it than his own little girl and I could keep the sword. 

"Then Mummy and Daddy found me and they were a bit mad that I'd run away,
Mummy wanted me to give the sword back but Daddy told her to let me keep
it. Then the sword swallower told them how good I was and whispered to
Daddy and gave him some free tickets. 

"When we went into the circus tent and when it was his turn, he got me to
come out into the ring and I swallowed my sword in front of everybody and
every body cheered and clapped and all my friends who were at the circus
too, saw me and I did it at school for them until the teacher took my
sword away and said I couldn't do it at school any more. 

"But some really big girls in grade six, really pop'lar ones, asked me if
I could do it with a banana so I tried and I could. Then they asked me to
show them how to do it, so it told them how to hold their necks straight
and swallow when they felt like being sick and they all did it, and they
giggled and said 'Thankyou.' one of them even said she was going to
surprise her daddy after the others were all gone. And some of my friend's
big sisters, 'Really big girls in high school'" I can hear the awe in her
voice at being noticed by such exalted personages, "got me to show them
too. 

"Now I don't even have to swallow any more and I can put things straight
into my throat." she finishes proudly. "And I thought since your thing, uh
cock is like a banana I could swallow it too. Do you think that girl sucks
her daddy's cock? Do you think those other girls suck on their daddy's
cocks too? Do you think my daddy would like it if I sucked his?" 

"Uh yes," I stammer, "I'm pretty sure she does, and some of the other's
might too, but I'd say most of them would be sucking their boyfriend's
off. I don't know about your daddy though. Does he like watching you
swallow your sword?" 

"Yeah he always gets me to do it when he has visitors." she answers, "And
when Mummy's not there he likes to watch me do it with bananas too, and
when I do it he looks like he's really hungry, you know like licking his
lips and things." 

"In that case, yeah he'd probably like it a lot," I say, "but you can't
just offer to do it for him, you'll have to pretend it was yucky like you
thought before you tasted mine." I pause as a thought comes to me, "I
know, maybe you could say, 'I wish I had some cream for this banana.' the
next time you do it for him." 

"Uh-huh." she nods seriously, then asks, "That's because we can't let him
find out about us, right?" 

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

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

"What does that mean?" Anna asks, recognising the naughty word but not
knowing it's meaning. 

"That's where he puts his cock in your pussy and slides it in and out
until he squirts inside you." Rene explains, showing off, but she then
spoils it by adding, "You can watch Greg fuck Alison later and I wish Mama
would come home so he can fuck me too." 

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

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

"Your mama knows about you doing things with men?" Anna asks, her eyes
wide in shock, "Wasn't she mad at you?" 

"Yeah, my Mama's cool, she even got Greg to look after us, so he could
fuck me, because she heard my friend Jenny telling me all about him. But
she didn't know about Rene then. Greg told Mama about her this morning
after she put these plastic cocks Mamma has in her pussy. She was
listening too and she spied on Mama and saw where she hid her plastic
cocks and she practiced with them until she can put bigger things in her
pussy than me. But I've only done things with Greg." She concludes her
jumbled explanation. 

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

"Because different people think about sex in different ways." I say, "Your
Gran probably taught her that sex was bad unless you are married, or she
might have been hurt really bad by a man who didn't care about her when
she was young, so she taught you that sex was bad too. Rene's and Alison's
mummy knows that sex isn't bad if you do it with somebody you can really
trust, so she lets them do it. 

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

"He doesn't know and daddies sometimes get very angry with people who have
sex with their little girls." I answer, "So they're going to get their
mamma to help them. And that's why you have to pretend you don't know
anything if your daddy does anything with you too." 

"But I don't want to wait until Daddy comes home from hostipal," Anna
complains, "I want you to fuck me now. I want to see what it's like." 

"I'm sorry honey," I say slipping into the water beside her and pulling
her unto my knee, "I can't because there's this little piece of skin
inside your vagina." I take her hand in mine and close all but one of her
fingers into a fist. I guide it down between her legs as I continue. "Here
push your finger into your vagina and feel, but be careful because you
don't want to hurt yourself. 

She follows my instructions, and a look of wonder crosses her face as she
explores the forbidden territory of her young cunt. "Ooh! I can feel it,
it sort of hurts when I push on it. Why is it there?" 

"I think it stops things like poo and dirt going up inside you when you
are a baby. When you get older that has to be broken before you can fuck
properly and it takes a little while before you can walk properly
afterwards, so your mummy might find out and then we'd all get into
trouble." 

"I really wish I could," I say, tightening my hug, and kissing her cum
streaked cheek, "but it's just too dangerous in the little bit of time we
have tonight. But we can still do other fun things. Isn't that right
girls?" 

"Uh-huh." they confirm, slipping in on either side of us, and hugging Anna
too. "We can have lot's of fun." Rene continues. 

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

"Now," I say, in more cheerful tones, why don't you three let me out so I
can order the pizza and we'll just have a soak in here until it comes.
Then after tea we can have some more fun and games. O.K.?" 

"O.K." is the threefold response, with Alison pulling Anna onto her knee
and licking one cheek clean of cum." 

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

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

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

"We'll you'll just have to wait till later won't you?" I say as I climb
from the water and stand dripping on the deck. 

"We can still have fun anyway." Alison declares, and Anna squeaks a little
as Alison rubs her pussy under the water. 

"Don't Alison." I say, "Lets wait until later, so we can make it special
for her. O.K.?" 

"O.K. Meanie." she replies, then says to Anna, "He made it real special
for me last night. Now let's wash your face." she says, with a mercurial
mood change, pushing Anna and her sister into the water. 

Leaving them tussling, I go and order the pizza, and collect my robe from
Alison's room, so I have something to wear to the door. When I return to
the spa, I find them still fighting playfully, and dumping my robe by the
door I step back into the spa. 

Immediately, all three girls turn on me and we spend a fun twenty minute
or so, ducking and tickling each other and blowing zoobers whenever and
wherever the opportunity present's itself. Then, just as I have a happily
squealing Rene bent backwards over the edge of the spa and I am preparing
to attack her protruding belly button, the doorbell rings. 

Blowing a zoober on her belly by way of farewell, I get up and slip my
robe and collect some money from my pants in the lounge before answering
the door. As I hand over the money and take the two flat boxes from his
hands, his eyes widen and his jaw drops as I hear rapid, thudding
footsteps behind me. 

Chapter 22 - Tasty Treats. 

"Hello mister, have you got our dinner for us?" Rene asks, stepping up, to
stand naked and dripping, beside me. 

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

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

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

"No, we've got the fire on. Is that your car?" she points towards the car
parked out the front with a huge pig's head bolted to the roof. 

"Um, no," he says, fighting to keep his eyes on her face, instead of a
point some eighteen inches lower, "it belongs to my boss, I just drive it
when I deliver pizzas." 

"Oh." she says, her eyes darting about as she looks for a way to extend
the conversation. After a brief pause, she points to his change maker and
asks "How does that work?" 

He demonstrates the spring loaded device for her, removing all of the
coins in one compartment and showing her the spring inside, then pushes
the coins one by one back into place. About half way through this, he drop
several coins, his eyes looking past me. I turn to follow his gaze and see
the older two girls returning, now with towels wrapped about their waists.

"Hello." they say, stopping to address him. Alison with her shoulders
thrown back to show off her brand new breasts. 

"Uh, hello." he stammers, allowing another twenty cent piece to slip from
his fingers and bounce ringingly on the concrete of the porch. The noise
of the bouncing coin, seems to bring him to his senses and he stoops to
recover the coins. 

"O.K. that's enough Rene." I say, handing her the pizzas and giving her a
push towards the lounge before she can find another excuse to delay him
further, "We'd better let," I read his nameplate, "Brian go, he gets paid
for each pizza he delivers and we're making him take too long. Thanks for
the pizzas mate, here you deserve a tip for putting up with her
questions." I hand him five dollars. 

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

"Bye!" he calls back over his shoulder and stumbles as he, already on the
path, tries to take a nonexistent step. 

As I close the door and turn away, I notice a towel on the floor and
Alison peeking, red faced, around the jamb of the lounge room door.
Giggling she steps out and retrieves her towel, but makes no attempt to
resecure it about her waist. Instead she makes an exasperated noise and
begins to roughly towel Rene dry, ignoring the little girl's protests as
she berates her for dripping on the carpet, at least my dripping has been
confined to the vinyl carpet protector and has now more or less stopped. 

"Where are the drinks?" Alison asks as she finishes with her sister and
looks up at me. 

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

"Well you'd better go and get some." she says, "We can't have pizza
without drinks." 

Well you'd better put some clothes on while I put the pizza's in the
oven." I return mimicking her tone. 

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

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

After putting the pizzas in the oven and lighting it, I find the girls
waiting for me in the lounge apparently dressed. But as I bend over to
pick up my own clothes, I notice a little piece of white fabric peeking
out from beneath one of the cushions on the couch. Lifting the cushion, I
find Anna's knickers and balled up behind them Alison's and Rene's. 

"Well?" I ask, turning towards them. 

"Can we? Please?" Alison asks beseechingly, her expression mirrored in two
other small faces. "It's only a little way and it feels so good." 

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

"O.K.,"I agree, "but only if you don't put on any more little shows like
you just did for the poor bloke who delivered the pizzas." I look directly
at Rene, "What happened to the shy little girl who was so scared of
strangers that she took half an hour, to say hello to me?" 

"I was sort of scared still," she answers with a giggle, "but I like the
way it feels too. Besides Alison dared me." 

"Oh God, an adrenalin junkie." I groan, rolling my eyes heavenwards. "And
you," I say giving Alison a direct look. "What do you think you were
playing at, streaking through the house, then coming back and showing off
those mozzie bites, you call boobs, then dropping your towel like that?" 

"Oh don't be like that." she says, giggling, "It was fun and nobody got
hurt and I didn't mean to drop the towel, it slipped when I waved to him.
And SHE dared us first." she finishes, pointing to Rene. 

I try to look severely at the giggling pre-schooler, but I can't help
smiling. Shaking my head, I say, "I'm starting to think that teaching you
that scary is fun, wasn't such a good idea. You're becoming incorrigible."

"What's that?" she asks curiously. 

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

"I like being naughty." she grins back. 

"Yeah, well don't get too naughty. If you are a little bit naughty at the
right times it's all right, but too much is too much." I say as I finish
dressing, "Now come on." 

Ten minutes later, the girls are removing their clothes, almost before I
kick the front door closed and I have to tell them not to leave their
clothes in the entryway. Giggling they, do so, taking them through to the
lounge along with the drinks while I go and get the pizzas. 

As I enter the lounge, Rene relieves me of the pizzas, while Alison leads
me towards a chair, which she stands on to remove my shirt, while Anna
opens my pants and slides them down my legs, at which point she realises
that my shoes are in the way. Giggling, she and Rene take a shoe each, and
a few seconds later, they have me as naked as themselves. 

Laying the towels over the carpet to catch anything we drop, we settle
down to eat. The three girls sit opposite me with their legs crossed,
giving me a perfect view of their hairless pre-teen slits. 

On the left, Rene's fat little lips are slightly parted, revealing a tiny
pink nubbin at the top of her cleft and a tiny hole at the bottom. So
small is the entrance to her vagina, that I find it difficult to believe
that it can open enough to accommodate my littlest finger, let alone
something that might make a girl three or even four times her age pause. 

In the middle sits Alison, her more mature slit gaping a little to reveal
the darker pink of her still developing inner lips, surmounted at the top
by her little pink clit, peeping from within it's hood. At the base, a
small dark hole that is leaking a glistening dribble of clear, sweet juice
onto the towel beneath her bottom. 

Finally, I allow my eyes to fall on Anna and drink her in. Dark,
expressive eyes meet mine from beneath her mop of half dry, brunette
curls. A dozen or so freckles pepper her small, retrousse nose above a
pair of full, moist lips which are slightly quirked upwards in one corner
and her cheeks are delicately flushed. 

Supporting her head is a long slender neck, and her tiny eight year old
body is slim, without being skinny. Her tiny pink nipples, have not yet
begun to darken and are only distinguishable by the paleness of the skin
that surrounds them and an almost imperceptible bump in the very center.
Centred in her flat, white belly, is her navel, a tiny, half inch long
vertical slit and running diagonally over her right hip is a slightly
angry, red slash, marking where her appendix has been removed. 

Ultimately, my eyes come to her treasure of treasures. Between slender,
lightly tanned thighs, one marked with a series of parallel scratches
bestowed by the see-saw, is her tightly closed slit, at the base a tiny
puckered dimple, almost completely closed to the outside world. 

My eyes follow the line of the fine, shadowed crack, that separates the
large, perfectly formed halves of her pale, snowy mons. Only where her
huge clit, which has begun to harden under the influence of my gaze, do
her tightly closed labia grudgingly separate, closing again immediately
above her clitoris, embracing it firmly and vanishing half an inch or so
higher, where her mound meets her belly. 

Whilst I look, her hand comes down to cover her mound, her tiny fingers
lightly brushing over the shiny pink head of her clit. As I watch, it
continues to harden and elongates, until it finally stands fully erect, a
firm, lustrous shaft of dark pink flesh, that visibly pulses with her
heartbeat. 

A moment later, I catch sight of Rene moving out of the corner of my eye
as she drop her half eaten slice of pizza back into the box and starts
crawling on hands and knees behind her sister. "No Rene, after tea." I
tell her, receiving a rebellious look in return as she continues to move
towards Anna. 

"After tea or not at all." I threaten and she stops dead, then rapidly
shuffles backwards, returning to her pizza, which she starts stuffing into
her mouth. "That goes for you too." I say to Anna, smiling as she jerks
her hand away from her pussy and reaches for a slice of pizza. 

As we eat, we pass the bottle of lemonade around, not bothering about
cups. The first time a chunk of pineapple falls from Alison's pizza, I
pick it from between her legs and use it to collect some of the dribble of
pussy juice that seeps from her vagina. Then as Anna looks on in wide eyed
amazement, I pop it into my mouth and chew it with exaggerated motions of
my jaw as I make loud noises of approval. 

After that, the girls become much more messy eaters, continually dropping
bits and pieces of pizza topping and taking turns to collect them from
between each other's legs, and rubbing them against a seeping pussy,
before consuming them. Even Anna joins in, as she begins to realise that
the other two seem to enjoy the flavour of this new seasoning as much as I
had. The first time she tastes Alison's nectar, she holds the piece of
pineapple between her fingers, considering it carefully for a few seconds
before she tentatively, extends her tongue and licks at it. 

Detecting nothing nasty, she pops it into her mouth. She then deliberately
picks another chunk off her slice and rubs it against Alison's slit to
collect another tasty morsel. Because of her greater age and hence, higher
level of lubricant production, the other two girls hands are constantly
between her widespread thighs. Almost as if they were using her for a
savoury dip. 

As the younger girl's gustatory adventures continue, she becomes more and
more aroused and begins to loose her coordination, at one point dropping
her half eaten slice of pizza on Rene's hands as the impertinent
preschooler, tweaks her elder sister's rock hard clit. Giggling, the
little girl recovers the slice and sops up most of Alison's seeping juices
with the crust. 

She then takes a big bite out of the crust and says, "Get another slice."
when Alison protests. As she chews on the succulent mouthful, she offers
Anna a bite, and giggling madly, the two littlest girls tease Alison by
sharing her dinner and her vaginal secretions in front of her. 

Good naturedly, Alison pushes them apart long enough to snag another wedge
from the box, and withdraws to one side to eat it in peace as she slides
two greasy fingers in and out of her weeping hole. Then once she has
nibbled the slice down to the crust, she pushes it up into her body,
sopping up considerably more juices than Rene had filched. 

What she does next can only be described as, 'eating at them', as she
slowly nibbles the sodden crust, loudly expressing her appreciation of
each tiny bite. 

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

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

"Hello Greg? It's Jean. Can I ask you a huge favour?" her voice is a
strange mixture of diffidence and fear. 

"You can always ask." I reply. 

"Could you possibly keep Anna there with you overnight?" she asks.
explaining, "They've just taken Sean off to theatre and I'd like to be
here just in case." 

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

"There was a blood clot in his leg and it's moved into one of his lungs, I
guess we're lucky it didn't lodge in his heart, but they have to operate
to remove it. They say it's pretty serious, but he should be all right." 

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

"Her grandparents live in Melbourne and I don't want to scare her by
having a friend pick her up from there and take her home with them. I'd
rather not tell her about this until the operation is over. She loves her
father very much and It would just be too devastating for her to be told
that he's going to be O.K. and then have something happen. This way you
can just tell her that I'm very tired and I thought she might like to
sleep over." 

"Stop talking like that!" I scold her, "He's going to be fine. Now, what
about you? Are you going to be O.K.? Would you like me to come and get
Robert too?" 

"I know I'm being silly, I just can't help it." she says, "Robert's fine
right here, they're putting him in the children's ward, so all you have to
worry about is Anna. I'll call tomorrow morning to let you know how things
went." 

"O.K. well that's settled." I say, "Now I've got a fair idea that you
aren't going to get much sleep tonight, so if you want me to, I'll keep
Anna here until tomorrow afternoon. How about you call me in the morning
and if everything's O.K. I'll take her and the other two to some caves I
know of. They're not that much really, but when I was their age I thought
they were the greatest and they're perfectly safe. That way you can get
some sleep tomorrow and I'll bring her home in time for tea. How does that
sound?" 

"It sounds great." Jean tells me in relieved tones, "I feel like shit now,
and by tomorrow morning I'll be like the walking dead. I don't know how,
I'm ever going to repay you." 

"I've already told you: Help other people when they need it and tell them
to do the same." I reply, "Now do you want to speak to Anna?" 

"No I don't think so." she replies thoughtfully, "If I speak to her, she's
going to know that something's wrong. So just tell her Robert started
crying or something." 

"O.K." I say, "I think, I'll set up the girl's mattresses in the lounge
and let them have a slumber party. Would you mind if I let her stay up
late?" 

"No, that would be great, she'll be so excited about that, that she won't
have time to wonder why I'm getting her to stay over. I've got to go now
somebody want's to use the phone. I'll speak to you in the morning. Bye." 

"Bye." I reply, and hurriedly add, "Oh, one last thing. Once Sean's out of
theatre, you tell the nurse to give you a glass of warm milk and some
Mogadon. And I don't want to hear from you until nine o'clock at the
earliest." 

"I will." she says, a hint of laughter in her voice, "See you." 

"Ciao." I reply, and hang up. 

Chapter 23 - Sleepover Games. 

In they lounge, I find that the girls have abandoned the last few slices
of pizza and have moved on to desert, Alison. She is lying back on a towel
with her knees pulled up into her armpits. Crouched over her pussy, with
their backs towards me, Anna and Rene are jostling playfully, taking
alternate swipes at Alison's drooling pussy with their tongues. 

Holding my finger to my lips, I wink at Alison over the tops of the
younger girl's heads and creep up behind them. Extending the index finger
of one hand and cupping the other, I surprise them, each according to
their ability to accommodate my attentions. In a single smooth motion, I
bury my finger to the hilt in Rene's tiny, pre-teen twat, making her jerk
upright and squeal in pleased surprise. Anna too squeaks and sits back on
her heels, trapping my hand beneath her, as I curl my fingers under her
and caress her smooth, hairless mound, clasping her protruding clit
between two fingers. 

Taking advantage of their, temporary immobility, I drop to my knees and
lean between them to taste Alison's saliva and pussy juice slicked quim.
Extending my tongue, I drag it in a broad, wet swipe from the base of her
spine to her solid little clit. She squeals with delight, lifting her hips
from the floor to prolong the contact with my tongue. 

"Oooh, you licked her bottom hole." Anna breaths, shocked. 

"Uh-huh," I say grinning at her. "it's clean and it feel's good. Doesn't
it Alison?" I ask, as I return to the puckered, pink rosebud, circling it
with the tip of my tongue and stabbing at the winking eye with the tip
every couple of orbits. 

"Oh yeah!" Alison breaths between squeaks, lifting her hips higher to give
me greater access to her twitching arsehole. "It feels great." 

On my left, Rene bounces on my hand, pulling herself up until only the tip
of my finger remains within her pussy, then slams herself back down,
squealing happily, as she drives my finger back up into the hot, slick,
embrace of her incredibly elastic little vagina. Again and again, she
rises and falls on my finger, voicing her pleasure, with little squeaks
and moans of enjoyment. 

As Alison jounces her hips to remind me that I should be paying some
attention to her, Anna lifts herself from my hand and moves away. I look
up to see what she is doing and find her trying to see where my finger
pierces Rene's body. 

Briefly, I abandon Alison, smiling at her disappointed moan, and roll Rene
over onto her back beside her sister. Kneeling between the two girls, I
push two fingers on each hand into their little cunts and begin pumping
then in and out. Both girls lift themselves up onto their elbows to watch
my fingers, sliding in and out of their tight little twats while Anna
looks on in stunned silence. 

A moment later she breaks the silence with a disbelieving gasp, as I add a
third finger, first to Rene's incredibly pliant sheath and then, her big
sister's. Curling my fingertips upwards within their vaginas, I search for
and find their G-spots, grinning as they squeal in unison and lift their
bottoms clear of the towel in order to force my fingers deeper into their
bodies. 

As my attentions to their most potent erogenous zones continue, first
Alison and then Rene, fall off their elbows and onto their backs, their
hips bouncing involuntarily up and down as they come closer and closer to
a climax like they have never experienced before. Increasing the speed of
my plunging fingers, I bring my thumb down onto their clits, pressing
upwards harder with my fingertips, intensifying the pressure on their
G-spots. 

A moment later, Alison's breath leaves her body with an explosive grunt as
she bridges, lifting up onto her heels and the top of her head as every
muscle in her body spasms in climax. Unable to breath, her body jerks in
time with the incredibly powerful contractions of her vaginal sheath about
my deeply embedded fingers. As her body is wracked with an ongoing series
of internal explosions she squirts a considerable quantity of pale,
slightly milky fluid into the palm of my hand. 

Halfway through Alison's climax, Rene gives voice to a shriek of pure
animalistic pleasure, that is abruptly cut off, almost before it begins,
as her diaphragm locks tight. So intense is the little girl's climax, that
the muscles of her contracting vagina literally force my fingers from her
body, even as she too releases a small amount of feminine ejaculate into
my palm. 

A moment later, both girls collapse, Rene into unconsciousness, as their
orgasms finish. Carefully cupping my hands to preserve the precious fluids
filling them, I turn to a wild eyed Anna, who looks from the girls to my
hands and finally up into my face. "Oh wow they peed in your hands." she
breaths, "Are they all right?" 

"They're fine." I say reassuringly, they're just a little worn out. And
this isn't pee, it's like the stuff you were licking up before, but even
better. 'You want some?" 

"Is it really better?" she ask, a trifle disbelievingly. 

"The best." I reply enthusiastically and lap up the sweet, ambrosial
puddle that Alison had left in the palm of my right hand. 

Reassured by my obvious enjoyment, Anna sniffs at the small pool in the
palm of my left hand, smiling at the strong, but pleasing aroma. She then
delicately dips the tip of her tongue into Rene's ejaculate and samples
the flavour. The ecstatic look that fills her face is indication enough
that she likes what she has tasted. She seizes my wrist in an iron grip
and rapturously laps up the rest. licking from my wrist to my fingertips,
ensuring that not a drop of Rene's sweet, ambrosial nectar is missed.
Indeed, so powerful is her liking for this new treat, that when I go to
clean my right hand, her hand shoots out to stop me, grabbing my wrist and
pulling it down to her mouth and waiting, eager, flicking tongue. 

A groan from Alison makes me look up to where she has recovered enough to
lift herself up on to one elbow and look on with interest. She slides a
trembling hand across her still heaving belly and between her legs to
collect a portion of the delectable moisture, that has so enraptured Anna.
Lifting it to her lips, she tastes her nectar and smiles ecstatically. Her
hand becomes almost a blur as she transfers the exquisite emission from
her pussy to her mouth. 

A few moments later, she realises that Rene had received the same
treatment and ignoring the fact that her little sister is still
unconscious, she rolls over with a groan and fastens her lips to her
sister's fat little baby pussy. A moment later an almost inaudible moan
announces Rene's return to consciousness. I look at her face, watching her
eyelids flutter open as she licks at her dry lips and tries to say
something. 

Freeing myself from Anna, I pick up the bottle of soft drink, and push
Alison away. I lift Rene into my lap, supporting her head like I would a
babies, I hold the mouth of the bottle to her lips and give her a drink. 

She gulps avidly for a few seconds then pushes the bottle aside and moans,
saying, "Oh wow, that was really good. How come it wasn't like that this
morning?" 

"Because it would have scared you too much then." I reply, "So I made it
gentle that time. What was it like this time?" 

"Like I had a 'gasm everywhere." she replies. "Did it happen to you too
Alison?" 

"Uh-huh!" Alison nods, "It was like everything just exploded. It was
fucking great." 

"I wish that could happen to me too and you could put your thin-uh cock in
me and do it-uh fuck me too." Anna says wistfully. 

"Oh that reminds me." I say, "How do you feel about having lunch with
Alison and Rene tomorrow?" 

"Yeah I'd like that." Anna replies, "Are you going to have another picnic
in the park?" 

"Well if you want to." I say grinning broadly, "But I thought we might go
to some caves I know after your mother calls us and have lunch there." 

"Huh?" she replies confused. 

"Don't you get it silly?" Alison says, "You're not going home tonight,
you're staying here with us and you can get Greg to fuck you and
everything." 

"Really?" she squeals, "Was that mummy on the phone, why didn't she want
to talk to me?" 

"Yes it was your mummy, and she's still feeling tired, so she asked if you
can stay here. She didn't have time to talk because Robert started crying
and she had to go to him. So do you want to stay?" 

"Of course I want to stay." she replies indignantly, "Will you really fuck
me?" 

"If you want me to." I reply. 

"Cool. Can we do it now?" she asks excitedly. 

"Well not quite yet." reply, "Let's get cleaned up in here first so we can
bring out some mattresses. We're going to have a slumber party and you can
stay up as late as you want." 

"Me too?" Rene asks hopefully. 

"Yes you too." I reply grinning, "Now chop, chop, get moving." I roll her
from my lap and playfully swat her behind. 

She impudently waggles her little bum at me and I apply a few more light
smacks to it, making her giggle, then squeal, as I swat the fat little
lips of her pussy that peek between her thighs. A moment later Alison,
kneels beside her baby sister and presents me with the same view and Anna
takes up station on the other side. I give the proffered bums and pussies
a half a dozen light swats each. Then going from left to right, I apply
one smack per behind, just hard enough to sting a little and make them
squeak, saying, "Move." 

Giggling, they crawl away from me, and pick up the remains of our meal as
I collect our clothes and the towels, taking them through to the laundry,
where I put them in the washer and start it running. Collecting the girls
o my way back through the kitchen, I lead them into the master bedroom,
where we strip the bed, and with a great deal of giggling and awkward
manoeuvring we carry the mattress through to the lounge. 

As I try to remake the bed, all three girls dive under the sheet as I
flick it out, giggling madly as it settles, billowing, over their
wriggling forms. I fall with a ferocious growl over the moving lumps under
sheet, jabbing my fingers into whatever parts of their anatomies that
present themselves. Their giggles become wild howls of laughter and their
squirming quickly entangles them in the sheet. 

However, with all of the soft drink that they have consumed, it does not
take long, before Anna shrieks, "I'm gonna piddle." 

Not wanting to soil Cheryl's mattress, I immediately desist and pull the
sheet from over them. Once she is able to see, Rene looks from Anna to me
is a decidedly speculative fashion. Finally she asks, "Wanna do wees in my
mouth?" 

Anna stares at Rene, her jaw hanging open in shocked disbelief. Rene
giggles at her expression and says, "Greg drank my wees this morning and I
tasted it too. It doesn't taste bad and it made me feel really funny in my
pussy when he drank it." 

Unable to speak, Anna looks at me for confirmation. Instead of answering
her directly, I turn to Alison and say, "You promised me a drink this
morning and then you wasted it in the dirt at the park. Are you going to
make it up to me now?" 

"Yeah," she replies with a wicked gleam in her eyes, "but you've got to
let me drink yours too." 

"Hey you can't drink all his wees, I want some too." Rene protests,
glaring at her sister. 

Finally, Anna finds her voice and she fearfully asks me, do I have to
drink piddle too?" 

Gathering her into my lap, I hug her tightly then move her back enough for
me to look into her eyes and say seriously, "You never, ever, have to do
anything with us that you don't want to. If you want to pee in Rene's
mouth that's all right and if you are totally grossed out by it, you can
stay out here and we'll promise to brush our teeth before we come back.
And if you want to watch us and do nothing yourself that's all right too."

Anna considers my words for a few seconds, her the apprehensive look
lifting from her features as she comprehends what I am saying. "I wanna
watch." she says, wriggling uncomfortably and pressing her hand in between
her legs, "Can we go now? I need to go real bad." 

"Are you gonna let me drink it?" Rene asks. 

"Yeah!" Anna giggles, "I still can't believe you really mean it though.
It's so... it's just so nasty." 

"I know." I answer as I help her to her feet and get up myself. "That's
what makes it so sexy. Besides little girls make really tasty piss." 

Impatient to begin, Rene grasps Anna's hand and jerking on her arm, leads
her towards the toilet. Laughing at Rene's eagerness, I take Alison's hand
in mine and follow on their heels. With all four of us crowded into the
toilet there is no room to move, so I suggest we continue through to the
bathroom and do it on the floor in there. 

Rene grumbles when I begin moving everything off the tiled bathroom floor
into the bath, so impatient is she to begin. But a few seconds later we
have the floor clear and she starts to lie down. 

"Wait a sec," I say, "let's do this a bit differently." 

Crouching behind Anna, I take hold of her legs just above her knees and as
I lift her, I pull her knees up into her armpits so that her pussy is
fully exposed to Rene and her sister. As Rene moves into position in front
of us, Alison says, "Now don't drink it all yourself, I want some too." 

"Me too." I chime in, "Save a little bit for me." 

"I'll think about it." Rene giggles and leans forwards, licking from
Anna's puckered little anus to her semi-erect clit. 

"Hey she licked my bum hole!" Anna gasps in shock. 

Rene giggles at Anna's reaction and does it again, this time flicking her
tongue back and forth over Anna's rapidly erecting clit a few times before
seriously going to work on Anna's rubbery pink ring. Every few seconds she
shift her attention upwards, briefly sucking on Anna's hugely distended
clitoris and thing going back to her arsehole. 

Once Rene is sure that she has milked the situation for maximum shock
value, she prises Anna's pussy lips apart and tickles her urethral opening
with her tongue. "O.K. you can do it now." She informs Anna imperiously. 

Anna strains for a fews seconds, then sheepishly admits, "I can't do it
like this, I feel too weird." 

"Oh phooey!" Rene exclaims. Her hands leave Anna's pussy lips and she digs
her fingers into the tiny eight year old's ribs, making her shriek with
laughter and squirm in my arms. Within a few seconds the tickling has the
desired effect and Anna's bladder lets loose with a powerful stream of
almost clear urine that catches Rene full in the face. 

Quickly, Rene opens her mouth and catches Anna's mictural outpourings on
her tongue. Anna gasps, her laughter totally forgotten as she watches
Rene's mouth fill to overflowing with her piss. As Anna's piss begins to
dribble from the corners of Rene's mouth Alison shoulders her aside and
with her eyes closed she allows the hot stream to play over her face for a
few seconds before she too opens her mouth and tastes Anna's urine. 

Grinning happily, she moves aside and gulps loudly, swallowing her
mouthful of piss while Rene puts her face back into the firing line,
eagerly refilling her mouth with Anna's sweet, warm pee. As she moves
aside for her sister, I see Rene's cheeks rhythmically bulging as she
holds the hot piss in her mouth, swishing it around on her tongue. 

Then, just as Alison's mouth begins to overflow, the stream emerging from
between Anna's glistening pussy lips cuts off and she twists her head up
to look at me. "O.K. your turn." she informs me in a slightly strained
voice. 

Tightening my grip about her thighs, I take a step backwards and allow
Anna's torso to fall as I pull her pussy to my lips. The sudden inversion
of her body surprises her and as she lets out an involuntary squeal, she
looses control of her bladder. A ten inch fountain of pee rises into the
air and falls back onto her pussy to dribble down over her stomach and
upper torso. 

I quickly pull her the remaining distance to my mouth and clamp my lips
over her wet little mons, tasting her pee for the first time. The pale
fluid spurting from between her hairless labia is warm and sweet, having
only the slightest tang of acridity. Thirstily, I accept her offering into
my mouth, gulping once, twice, three times as my mouth fills. As I swallow
for the third time, the flow of Anna's piss slows, until with one last
spur she pushes the last of her sweet urine past my teeth and onto my
tongue. 

Retaining this last warm mouthful, I lap at her slit, feeling her enormous
clitoris swell to maximum hardness, pushing back against my tongue. She
squirms at the contact, trying to increase pressure of the contact between
her tight pre-teen pussy and my tongue. But for her the position is too
awkward and for me the strain becomes too mush as my arms start to burn.
Reluctantly, I lower her, moaning in disappointment, to the tiles, Alison
supporting her head. 

Almost immediately Rene moves in on the side opposite her sister and helps
Anna into a sitting position. Her cheeks still bulging, she looks at Anna
and points to her mouth, her eyebrows raised quizzically as she tilts her
head to one side. Confused, Anna looks up at me, "What...?" she begins. 

Reluctantly I swallow my own mouthful and explain, "She want's to know if
you want to taste it." 

Anna considers this for a fews seconds before hesitantly agreeing, "Well
O.K., but just a little bit and she's got to stop if I don't like it.
O.K.?" 

Rene nods her agreement and taking Anna's head between her hands, she
brings her mouth close to Anna's still closed lips. Instead of trying to
coax Anna into opening them, she dribbles a few droplets onto Anna's lips
and pulls back to see what she will do. 

Comically screwing her face up, as if being forced to take a particularly
nasty medicine, Anna parts her lips and allows her tongue to touch the
wetness coating them. Almost as soon as her tongue touches her lips it
flicks back while she tests the flavour. Then unable to detect anything at
all, she swipes her tongue all around her lips, her eyes widening a little
as she realises that it isn't that bad. 

Rene then makes a short, abortive move towards Anna and waits. Anna nods
her agreement, saying, "Not to much." She then tilts her head back and
holds her mouth open like a little bird waiting to be fed. 

Rene leans over her older friend and lets another small dribble of urine
fall, this time onto Anna's waiting tongue. She hovers over Anna, as the
tiny eight year old, closes her lips and works her pee around on her
tongue for a few seconds. Suddenly a wicked gleam enters her eyes and
without warning she grabs Rene's head in her hands and attaches her wide
open mouth in a lamprey like grip over Rene's, causing the smaller girl to
squeak in surprise and allow the rest of the pee filling her mouth to pour
into Anna's. 

Anna quickly gulps down the tasty treat and Rene pulls back. "You pinched
it!" she cries accusingly, scowling at Anna. 

"Well it was mine in the first place." Anna replies with a grin. 

Alison and I both giggle at this and a few seconds later, unable to
maintain her pique, Rene joins in, "Yeah, I guess it was." 

"And I'll give it back later." Anna continues, causing me to completely
loose it and slide to the floor. 

"Oh stop, or I'll pee on the FLOOR!" Alison cries through her giggles,
holding her crotch as she collapses half on top of me. 

"No I want it!" Anna yelps, her earlier reluctance completely overcome. 

"Well hurry up, I can't hold it much longer." Alison gasps, squirming. 

"Me either." Rene says, her hand cupping her hairless mound as she dances
from foot to foot. 

"Hey, you can both do it too me at the same time." Anna says. 

"How?" Alison asks, "Only one of us can stand in front of you." 

"Like this," Anna answers, "Lying down on her back. You stand here." Anna
grasps Alison's ankles and guides her into a position astride her chest.
"And you stand behind my head. Now try and hit the target." she finishes,
stretching her mouth wide open and she closing her eyes. 

"But we'll get your face and it'll get in your hair." Rene objects. 

"So." Alison says, "Greg pissed all over me last night and we're going to
have to have a shower anyway." 

"Oh yeah." Rene says with a giggle. "Ready." she puts her fingers on her
sister's pussy and waits for her to do the same. "Aim." They prise each
other's lips apart. "FIRE!" Together the two sisters begin to piss on
their new friend, as I look on, my throbbing hardon threatening to
explode. 

Rene's giggling does nothing to improve her aim, and the golden stream
that shoots from her bare little cunt splashes all over Anna's face and
neck before it settles down. Alison too misses on the first shot, her
point of aim so low that she hits Anna squarely between her pale pink
nipples before she corrects her aim and her slightly darker emission joins
her sister's to whip up a froth in Anna's eagerly waiting mouth. Each time
the tiny eight year old closes her mouth to swallow, Alison's and Rene's
piss splashes off her lips and chin to flow down over her cheeks and the
sides of her neck, until she is lying in a spreading pool of piss over a
yard across. 

About halfway through, Alison presses a finger into the crease between her
sister's pussy lips causing piss to spray in all directions, fine droplets
bespattering her thighs and all over Anna's torso. Not to be outdone, Rene
too partially covers her urethral opening with a finger, but she does it
from behind and by dint of careful aiming, manages to hose herself down
with big sister's piss, from just beneath her tiny nipples to her knees as
well as all over Anna's face and upper torso. 

A few seconds later, first Rene and then Alison finish, their piss slowing
to a dribble that hit's Anna in the forehead and chin. The two girls then
step back to survey the soaking, bedraggled mess that they have made of
their friend. 

"That was fun." Rene observes. 

"Shit yeah!" Alison agrees. breathlessly, adding as she surveys the floor,
"God we made a mess." 

Stepping over Anna's still prone body, I dampen a washcloth with warm
water and lift her to a sitting position then wipe the piss from her eyes
so that she can open them. "So how was it?" I ask as I clean her face. 

"Great!" she replies with a grin, "It wasn't horrible at all, just a bit
salty and it was sweet too. It made me feel really funny in my tummy and
pussy too. Are you going to pee for us now?" 

"In a minute." says Alison before I can answer, "He can't piss when his
dick is hard like that, but I know how to fix it." 

Taking the washcloth from my hands, she rinses it out in cold water and
advances on me, grinning maniacally. Laughing, I pretend to cringe as I
ineffectually try to fend her off. Then after a few seconds, I let her get
past my guard and wrap the saturated and very cold cloth about my balls
and rampant member. Subject to such treatment, my hardon quickly retreats
and my scrotum contracts until it is a shrunken, pimpled sack holding my
balls tight against my body and my once proud staff becomes a limp white
grub. 

"There!" Alison declares, withdrawing the cloth and tossing it in the
sink. 

"It looks funny." Anna giggles. "Like a worm sitting on a rock or
something." 

"You should have seen it when I turned on the cold water in the shower
last night." Alison laughs, "It shrunk until it was only this big." She
hold her hand up, thumb and forefinger about an inch apart to illustrate. 

"Well, I'm just about to burst, so you'd better hurry up and get ready." I
say, "Now I better warn you, a mans piss can be quite a bit stronger so
you'd better taste it before you open your mouths right up. O.K.?" 

"O.K." they chorus, as they start trying to work out how to arrange
themselves. 

Due to their differences in height, they end up with Alison sitting on the
floor in the puddle of piss they'd created pissing on Anna. Anna kneels
beside her, sitting on her heels and Rene kneels on the other side. Once
in position, the two younger girls press their cheeks against Alison's and
contrary to my warnings all three of them open their mouths wide. 

As I look at these three beautiful little girls jostling each other as
they eagerly wait for me to start pissing, I am struck by just how much
they look like a family of nestlings and I give voice my earlier
observation, saying, "You lot look like a nest full of baby birds waiting
to be fed." 

"Cheep, cheep." Rene chirps. 

"Cheep, my worm, cheep." Anna declares. 

"No mine, cheep." Alison says. 

As they start shoving each other, each trying to be the first, to receive
my piss, I feel a stirring in my loins and my cock starts to grow again as
I look at their tight hairless cracks and flat chests. I marvel at their
willingness, no eagerness, for me to piss in their mouths and over their
faces. 

Then before it once again becomes impossible for me to piss, I warn, "O.K.
here it comes." 

Upon hearing my warning they close their eyes, but amazingly their mouths
open even wider. As the pressure in my bladder becomes too much to be
denied, I cut loose with a powerful stream of steaming urine, that impacts
between Alison's tiny breasts. Due to the considerable quantity of soft
drink that I had consumed, my piss is almost perfectly clear and I feel
safe in redirecting my aim higher. 

Swinging the stream from side to side, I lift my cock slightly and get
Anna on the point of the chin and a little splashes into her mouth. The
flavour is obviously not too much for her, as she ducks her head slightly
catching a little on her tongue as I move on towards Alison and then Rene.
Both girls keep their mouth open after tasting my piss and I lift my point
of aim to their foreheads, so that my piss cascades down over their
eyelids and beside their noses. Some dribbles into their mouths but the
majority drips from their chins and down onto their chests. 

Anna makes a complaining noise and lifts herself a little, so that my next
pass hits her directly between the teeth and fills her mouth. The other
two also try to capture more on their tongues, so I give them what they
want and fill their mouths with my urine. As they close their mouths to
swallow, I fight my rapidly hardening cock down enough that I can take aim
at their bald little slits. 

Anna gasps as the hot stream hits her exposed clitoris, making it vibrate
under the impact, but her wide open mouth tells me where she really wants
it, so I resume pissing in her face. As my bladder empties and the
pressure lessens, I move forwards, laying the tip of my, almost fully
hardened cock on her lower lip and releasing a short spurt directly into
her mouth. Turning my hips I do the same for Alison then Rene, squeezing
the last of my piss out onto my tiniest lover's tongue as she pushes her
head forwards and engulfs the first two inches of my cock in her warm wet
mouth. 

Rene nurses on my fully hardened cock, her cheeks hollowed as she strips
the last salty drops of urine from my shaft. Then taking a deep breath,
she pushes her face forwards, driving my swelling glans against the back
of her throat and part way into it. Immediately, her throat convulses
about my cock head, forcing it clear and her teeth scrape the underside of
by shaft as she pulls back gagging. Straight away, I drop to my knees and
gather her up in my arms, pulling her into my lap as I hold her, waiting
for the paroxysmic coughing to finish. Peripherally, I am aware of
Alison's concerned expression and Anna explaining to her what had
happened, but most of my attention is on calming Rene. 

A little while later, she lifts her head from my chest and turns her tear
streaked face up to me, asking "How come I can't do it like Anna did?" 

"Because you tried to do it the very hardest way it is to do it, silly
billy." I gently chide her, lowering my lips to her cheeks and kissing and
licking her salty tears away, before I realise that most of those tears
were my piss. I then mentally shrug my shoulders and continue cleaning her
face with my tongue, ignoring the slightly bitter taste. 

"Unless you are used to it like Anna is," I continue explaining, "you have
to make sure that your neck is really straight. And you tried to force it
down too. Some people can do it like that, but until you know just how to
make your muscles go loose you have to take it slow and swallow at the
same time. The way you did it, made your body think it was choking so it
forced my cock out." 

"Now are you O.K.?" I finish. 

"Uh, huh." she nods, dragging the back of her arm under her nose and
sniffing. She then asks with a wan little grin, "How do I do it then?" 

"Anna can show you a bit later," I say helping her to her feet, "but
first, We better clean up a bit. Why don't you three hop in the shower
while I find the mop." 

Leaving them pushing, shoving and giggling, I get the mop from the
laundry, and after wetting it in the trough, I walk backwards into the
bathroom, cleaning up my pissy footprints as I go. I then push the pool of
urine on the floor into the drain, rinsing the mop between the girl's
feet. Then once the floor is clean I set the mop aside and squeeze in with
my three giggling lovers. 

Taking the shampoo from the tidy hanging from the shower head, I squeeze a
dollop onto the crown of Rene's head suggesting that Alison wash her hair
while I do Anna's. With much giggling and unnecessary rubbing of skin
against skin, we wash each other's hair. When it is her turn to do my
hair, Anna stands on my thighs as I sit with my legs crossed so that she
can comfortably reach the top of my head. 

Then as She takes the head on it's long hose to rinse the suds from my
hair, I can no longer resist the temptation to press my lips between her
belly button and blow. Squealing, she looses control of the shower head,
and water goes everywhere. Enfolding her tiny waist with my hands, I lift
her squirming body higher, blowing zoobers all over her belly and mound,
paying a great deal off attention to the distended pink shaft that
protrudes from between her labia. 

As I continue she stops squirming and her hands entangle themselves in my
hair, pulling me closer as the vibrations of my lips around her enormous
clit turn her shrieking giggles to softer more sensuous sounds. I let her
grind her pussy against my face for a few seconds then after spearing my
tongue into the slit of her belly button, I release her to stand giggling
and gasping between my legs. 

Grabbing the shower head, I finish rinsing my hair and then turn it on
Rene and Alison who are slowly soaping each other's groins, their fingers
softly tracing the lines of their labia amid the froth. I alternate the
pounding spray between Rene's and Alison's pussies, rinsing the suds away.

Making little noises of pleasure, they both widen their stance and push
their hips forwards, their fingers stretching their pussy lips apart to
reveal their clits. Their lips unconsciously parting and pelvises slowly
gyrating as they lean their shoulders against the tiles and surrender
themselves to the pleasurable sensations emanating their pussies. 

Almost, their pleasure makes me change my mind, but the opportunity is too
good to miss. With their eyes closed, they do not see me wink at Anna and
as I turn the spray fully on Alison's prominently displayed mound, I reach
across and turn the hot water fully off, getting my revenge for her doing
the same to me the night before. 

With a screech of outrage that makes me wince, her eyes open comically
wide, and she jams her hands between her legs to cover her suddenly cooled
ardour. Using the chilled water like a lash, I back her into a corner and
hose her up and down, eliciting more shrieks as her sister and Anna
retreat from the stall, giggling madly at her misfortune. 

A couple of seconds later I relent, turning the shower head away from her,
I bring the hot water back up and help her warm up a little as I say,
"That's for last night." 

"You're a bastard!" she yells, then as two shocked gasps come from the
other side of the curtain, she realises what she has just said and claps
her hands over her mouth in a vain attempt to stuff the words back in. 

"Go and dry off in front of the fire you two." I say through the curtain,
and hear the sounds of their feet beating a hasty retreat down the hall. 

Chapter 24 - Lessons. 

Slowly standing up, I return the shower head to it's hook and look down on
Alison, who's eyes follow every movement of mine with deep apprehension.
"Well," I say, as I hear the loungeroom door close with a bang, "what are
we going to do about this?" 

"Mamma'd hit me with the wooden spoon." Alison volunteers, a catch in her
voice. 

"Well I don't think we have to go that far." I say letting a little of the
sternness fall from my voice, "I probably deserved it and more, but you
said it in front of Rene and Anna, so we can't just let it go can we?" 

"I s'pose not." she mumbles, "Whatcha gonna do?" 

"Well I could send you to bed now." I say. 

Upon hearing this, her eyes look beseechingly up at me and she asks, "Do I
have to? Can't you do something else instead?" 

"Like what?" I ask in return. 

"You could spank me," she says almost inaudibly, "and then I could still
fuck you later." Suddenly she asks, "Hey how come I can say that and not
bastard?" 

"Remember what I said about words last night." I remind her, "It's not
what you say, it's how you say it." 

"Oh yeah. So will you spank me instead of sending me to bed?" she asks,
her eyes eloquently informing me which is her preference. 

"Well," I say slowly, "Your mamma didn't give me permission to spank you,
so I guess I'll just have to send you to bed." 

"No she cries, "I want you to spank me. Besides," she adds calculatingly,
"if you spank me, Rene will see it and she'll remember better than if I
just go to bed." 

"I think this has more to do with you wanting a good dicking, than any
concern for Rene's moral upbringing." 

"Yeah that too." she grins up at me, "So you'll do it?" 

"You realise that it'll be a proper spanking, don't you?" I warn her, "Not
just a couple of swipes at you're bum." 

Her expression becomes serious, and she replies, "Uh, huh. You're gonna
spank me pretty hard, but it's still better than the wooden spoon." 

"O.K." I say, shutting off the water and giving her a medium hard swat on
her backside, which makes her squeal, "Let's go." 

"That's one." she giggles, skipping ahead of me. 

"Uh, uh." I say, grabbing a couple of towels, draping one over her
shoulders and wrapping the other about my waist, "That's just a warm up." 

In the lounge we find the younger girls sitting in the middle of the
mattress watching 'My Little Pony', their damp towels discarded in front
of the fire. "Are you going to tell Mamma?" Rene asks me apprehensively,
turning her head to look at us. 

"No, he's going to spank me instead." Alison replies cheerfully. 

"You're glad he's going to spank you?" Anna asks incredulously. 

"Yep," Alison replies with a grin, "otherwise he was going to send me to
bed without a fuck." 

"I don't get it," Anna asks confusedly, "she says that word and Rene said
it and a lot of other words today, how come she gets spanked for what she
said in the shower?" 

"Because I said it to try and hurt him." Alison says. 

I notice that the look of confusion doesn't clear from Anna's face, so I
continue the explanation, "She's not getting spanked for saying 'bastard'
she's getting it for how she said it. As far as I'm concerned, you or
anyone else, can say what you like so long as you are in control of
yourself." 

"You see, this time Alison just let fly with words, but what if it had
been somebody else, somebody smaller than her, who had sprayed her with
cold water and instead of yelling she grabbed the shower head and hit them
with it?" 

"So she's getting spanked for loosing her temper, not swearing." Anna
says, "Is that right?" 

"Pretty much." I say, "There is never any reason for loosing your temper.
Get angry yes, but when you loose control, you put yourself and other
people in danger." 

"How?" Rene asks. 

"Any number of ways." I reply, "When you loose your temper, you stop
thinking clearly and sometimes you do something really stupid." 

"Like really hurt someone when you don't really mean to?" Alison asks. 

"Exactly." I reply. 

"So can we get it over with so we can start fucking?" she asks dropping
the towel she had been drying herself with. 

"O.K." I agree, looking about the room for a suitable location to
administer her punishment. Finally I settle on the couch and guide her
into position draped over the arm, her cheek pressed into the seat
cushion. 

"So how many should it be?" I ask. 

"Ten." Alison replies, somewhat more subdued, now that the moment of truth
has arrived. 

"A hundred." is Rene's enthusiastic response, while Anna stands mute. 

"A hundred it is, you can count them for me Rene." I say concealing a grin
as Alison snaps upright. 

"But I can only count to ten." Rene objects. 

"Well this is your lucky day Alison," I say grinning at her, "I guess ten
will have to do, unless of course Anna wants to do the counting instead." 

"Stop teasing me!" Alison says, moving back into position over the arm of
the couch and pressing her cheek back into the seat cushion. 

"O.K. here goes." I say, taking up position by her hip and lifting my
hand. 

I bring it down on her smooth buttocks with a ringing crack, that makes
Alison yelp. As I lift my hand, I see the outline of my fingers in white
against the slightly tanned skin of her backside and as I watch the
imprint turns a delicate shade of pink. "One!" Rene sings out with relish.

"Don't looks so pleased Rene." I tell her, "This is for your benefit too.
Somehow or other I think you might be getting your own backside warmed in
the very near future, now that you've stopped being scared of your own
shadow." 

"Oh!" she murmurs in a small voice as the implication of my words sink
home. 

Motioning for Alison to get back into position I lifting my hand again and
I deliver three quick blows in succession to her backside, eliciting
pained yelps as Rene counts off "Two, three, four." clearly but without
her earlier enthusiasm. The remaining six slaps I deliver in pairs,
alternating from side to side. 

When I finish, Alison rights herself, and turns to me, rubbing her injured
pride, "Can we fuck now?" Suddenly something in Anna's expression catches
her attention and she asks, "What's wrong Anna?" 

I turn away from Alison and see on Anna's face a look of shock. Shaking
herself, she replies, "Mummy never hits me and I've never seen anyone else
either. Did it really hurt?" 

"It's not that bad." Alison reassures her, "See?" she turns and pushes her
reddened bottom out towards Anna, clapping herself on the bum. "Ouch!" she
yelps wincing, "It's not that good either." she finishes with a wry grin. 

"Wow it's really red." Anna breaths, bending over to examine Alison's
glowing backside. She gently lays her palm on the reddened skin and
observes, "Oh! It's really hot." 

"I dare you to kiss it better." Rene challenges, grinning as she moves up
beside Anna, cocking her head to one side as she views her sister's
chastened rear end. 

Blushing, Anna slowly moves her head lower, covering the remaining ten
inches or so, in short almost staccato jerks, cautiously sniffing all the
while. As Anna's lips come within two inches of the glowing pink orb of
Alison's buttocks, Rene grabs her behind the neck and pushes her nose into
the crack separating them. As Anna jerks back, the naughty five year old
skips out of her reach giggling. 

However she is not out of my reach and I grasp her about the waist and
pull her to me as I say, "I think you just earned that bottom warming I
warned you about." 

Rene's giggles suddenly cut off and she turns her eyes on me. At first she
seems ready to protest, then with a resigned grin she says, "I guess I
did. Sorry Anna I shouldn't have made you do that." 

"It's O.K." Anna replies. Then in a surprising move, she pushes Alison
further forwards until she has to support herself on the couch. Then
screwing her eyes tightly shut, she quickly licks from the bottom of
Alison's pouting pussy lips to the base of her spine, her tongue coming
into direct if brief contact with Alison's little, pink anal sphincter. 

At the unexpected contact, Alison squeaks in surprise and stands bolt
upright as Rene claps her hands in delight and cheers Anna's brave move.
"Do it again!" Rene encourages. 

"O.K. I will!" Anna declares, pushing Alison so hard between the shoulder
blades that she topples over the arm of the couch, landing with her face
pressed into the cushions. Kneeling behind her, Anna pushes her buttocks
apart, exposing her hairless pussy lips and winking anus. 

With her eyes open this time, Anna insinuates her tongue between Alison's
labia and drags it back and forth as Alison moans into the seat cushion.
Then as the sweet aroma of Alison's arousal wafts upwards, Anna shifts her
attention to the puckered rim of her twitching arsehole. Her brow furrowed
in concentration, she flicks the rubbery ring with the tip of her tongue,
making Alison squirm with delight. Encouraged by this reaction, Anna
repeats the move her tongue moving in tight circles about Alison's
arsehole. 

As Anna's lingual attentions continue, Alison's anus begins to relax and
as Anna's tongue passes over the opening Alison presses her toes into the
carpet and lifts her bum, impaling herself on Anna's tongue. This however
is too much for the little eight year old and she jerks back, declaring,
"I'm not going to stick my tongue IN your bum." 

"That's all right." I say, more for the benefit of Alison and Rene, who
look ready to push Anna further, "Remember what I said, you don't have to
do anything your don't want too." 

As Alison and Rene subside, Anna pushes Alison back down and applies her
tongue to Alison's swelling labia, lifting her hands to pull them apart.
Her tongue snakes out and flicks at Alison's engorged clitoris, then drags
upwards along the length of her slit to dip into the entrance of her
vagina, collecting the sweet elixir that is seeping out. Moaning in sheer
bliss, Alison pushes back against the intruding tongue. 

"O.K. that's enough," Rene declares, "We need the couch." 

"What for?" Anna and I ask simultaneously. While Alison's expression is
comical in the extreme, comprising a mixture of frustrated sexual release,
curiosity and disgust at Rene's timing. 

"Yeah what for?" she asks and ominously growls, "It better be good." 

"He's gotta smack my bum now." Rene cheerfully declares, perversely proud
that she too can join her sister in yet another way. "Because I pushed
Anna's nose into your bum, and that's worse than what you said." 

"Are you sure?" I ask, "You've got to be really, really sure, because if I
do it it's going to be real and it'll hurt." 

"Uh-huh," she nods vigorously, "I want you to spank me just like Alison." 

"Hey," I ask, "are you just doing this just to be like your big sister?
Because if you are I won't do it." 

"Yeah I guess so." she sheepishly admits, "But I really was too naughty.
You know like you said before? And now I have to take the coska, uh
cons..." 

She fumbles over the big word and I supply it for her, "Consequences?" 

"Yeah, cons'kenses." 

"O.K." I say, "Alison's ten and she got ten smacks, so I think you should
get five. Does that sound fair?" 

"Yes, I guess so." she replies, sounding and looking a little more subdued
now that the moment is upon her. 

Alison, makes way for her sister, moving aside and helping her to lie face
down over the arm of the couch, her cheek pressed into the cushion and her
feet dangling with her toes a good six inches off the floor. "O.K. I'm
ready." she says in muffled tones. 

Waving Alison aside to stand with Anna, I take up my station and bring my
hand down on the tiny bottom before me. Rene yelps at the impact and
chokes back a sob as she counts for herself, "One." 

"Two." she yelps, as the second stroke of my hand drops onto her behind.
My hand so large in comparison to her bottom that the imprint of my hand
extends across both cheeks of her behind. "Three ... Four ... Five." she
counts, her voice dropping to a choked whisper as my last blow falls on
her little five year old arse. 

Breathing in great gulps, she lies limply over the arm of the couch for
half a minute or so before pushing herself backwards until her toes touch
the floor. Then levering herself upright she turns to us, a few tears
trailing down her cheeks. She gives me a brave, if wavering, smile and
whispers, "Thank you." 

My heart goes out to her bravery, I extent my arms towards her and she
throws herself into them, burying her nose in the side of my neck and
hugging me convulsively as I gently fold my arms around her. A few seconds
later she pulls away and turns to Anna, who gives her a big hug and kiss. 

"I suppose you want me to kiss your's better too?" she asks, in mock
exasperation. 

"Giggling, Rene nods and pulls away. Moving to the centre of the mattress,
she drops to her knees and presses her face into the bunched up sheet as
she reaches back with both hands and gingerly pulls her buttocks apart to
reveal her tiny pink pucker. 

"Hey he didn't hit that bit." Anna giggles, even as she kneels behind Rene
and jabs her tongue directly at the little rubbery ring. Rene squirms and
giggles in response, Twisting her head to one side she says, "No, but it's
making the rest feel better anyway." 

Anna giggles again and plants a resounding kiss on Rene's pucker then
plants two more on the reddened skin on either side. Sitting back on her
heels, she looks at Rene's behind and the fat lips of her pussy,
protruding from between her thighs. 

Just as Rene begins to lift her head and turn it, Anna grins wickedly up
at Alison and me and pushes a finger into Rene's little twat. "Ooh, that
feels really, really weird." she giggles over Rene's gasp. 

Move it in and out." Rene says, wiggling her bottom from side to side. 

Frowning in concentration, Anna pumps her hand back and forth, her finger
taking on a glistening sheen as it becomes coated with Rene's sweet
juices. As Alison and I look on it is obvious that Rene is enjoying these
attentions, her hands closing into fists grasping the sheet. 

"Put another one in." Rene orders, her voice taking on ragged edge, "Do it
faster." 

A liquid sucking noise emanates from Rene's little bald quim as Anna slips
a second finger in beside the first and speeds up the motion of her arm.
"Cool!" Anna observes as oily droplets begin to seep around her fingers
and dribble over Rene's hairless pussy lips. Using the forefinger of her
other hand like a squeegee, she collects the leaking fluid, transfers it
to her lips and avidly sucks it clean. 

"Oh yeah, rub her tingle bump." Alison orders, "Move your legs apart
Rene." 

Unsteadily, the tiny preschooler rocks from side to side, shuffling her
knees outwards an inch at a time, until her mound is only a few inches
from the mattress. Stretched by her widespread legs, her labia part
revealing a small, glistening pearl peeking from within the folds of it's
pale pink hood. 

Smiling at the effect she is having on Rene, Anna twists her hand from a
palm up to a palm down position in order to bring her thumb to bear on the
sensitive, little pebble nestled within the folds of Rene's baby cunt.
Even before Anna's thumb touches her clit, Rene gasps and pushes backwards
against the fingers embedded within her cunt. 

A grin of pure mischief forms on Anna's lips and she begins to rotate her
fingers back and forth, the pad of her thumb brushing back and forth over
Rene's swollen little clit. Under the onslaught of the new sensations
induced by Anna's fingers, Rene groans into the mattress, her tiny fists
tightening convulsively on the sheet. 

A few moments later Anna pulls her fingers free of Rene's drooling cunt
and putting the index fingers of both hands side by side she pushes them
back into Rene's vagina. At first, she moves them in and out together, her
thumbs sliding over the pliant flesh of Rene's labia to squeeze her clit
between them. Obviously appreciative of this treatment, Rene squeals
quietly as she bounces her hips up and down. 

Half a minute or so later, Anna changes the rhythm of her fingers motions
within the highly aroused preschoolers tiny twat, her fingers sliding over
each other in a complicated twisting motion, one finger pressing inwards
at the top as she withdraws the other at the bottom. At the same time her
thumbs slip through the crease between Rene's glistening, engorged labia
and over the top of her ultra-sensitive clit. 

Under the impetus of this unorthodox, but extremely effective treatment of
her little pussy, Rene's squeals of enjoyment deepen in pitch ant become
considerably louder. Leaning forwards, I whisper in Anna's ear, "push down
a bit harder with your fingers." 

A few seconds later Rene's legs straighten convulsively, and her breath is
expelled in a single piercing shriek. In the grip of a powerful climax,
her neck and back arching with vertebrae popping force. At the same time
Anna exclaims in a voice filled with wonder, "She's squeezing my fingers!"

Because Anna stopped pumping her fingers when Rene's climax hit her, the
little preschooler's orgasm is soon over and she quickly recovers. Rolling
over, she throws her arms about Anna's neck and pulls her down on top of
herself. "That was neat!" she squeals and peppers Anna's face with kisses.

"Yeah that was real cool." Alison says, reaching across to wrap her hand
around my rock hard shaft, "Was that what you did to us before?" 

"Yeah," I reply, pulling her against my side and sliding a pair of fingers
deep into her drooling cunt, "it's called a G-Spot, orgasm and every girl
I know reckons it's the best, most intense orgasm ever." 

"How do you do it?" She asks, slowly tensing and relaxing her buttocks so
that she moves on my fingers in short strokes less than half an inch long.
At the same time her thumb smears my pre-cum over the swollen head of my
cock. "Can you do it to men?" 

"Sort of," I say answering her second question first, "If you put your
finger in a mans bum and press towards the front you'll feel something
that feels like a little orange. If you rub that you can make him cum in a
few seconds." 

"Does he faint like we did before?" she asks, her wicked grin telling me
that she wants me to say 'Yes.' 

"No," I reply, "but if you don't stop, you can make him feel really sore,
because he keeps on trying to squirt semen out even when he runs out. If
you want to make a man faint, you have to keep on teasing him until he
almost cums then stop for a while and then do it again and again. After a
while you let him cum and sometimes if you've teased him long enough he
might faint. It's only happened to me once and it takes forever to do, so
save it for special occasions. And when you do, do it you can forget about
getting him to do anything else for hours, because it's like he has all
the orgasm that you stopped all at once and it really wears him out." 

"When's your birthday?" she asks with an evil looking grin. 

"Last week." I answer, matching her grin. "Now you wanted to know how to
do it to girls. It's a bit like how you do it to men, except you do it in
her vagina of course." I curl my fingers within her tight little fuck tube
and massage the front wall of her cunt behind her clit. "Here, there's a
spot where a lot of nerves from different parts of your pussy come
together and if you rub it for a while you can't help but cum, and you'll
keep cumming until you pass out or you stop rubbing it." 

"That feels really weird, it feels like I need to pee." 

Alison's comment, gets the attention of Rene, and she abandons her oral
exploration of Anna's oversized clitoris. This time Anna realises that
there is something beyond the undeniably pleasant feelings that emanate
from her pussy and she moans in frustration as Rene leaves her to pounce
on her sister and ask, "Are you going to piddle? Can I drink it please? I
haven't tasted your piddle yet, Anna got it all last time." Rene's voice
takes on a slightly aggrieved tone as she says this last. 

"No, she doesn't really need to pee." I answer for Alison, "That's what
it's supposed to feel like when I rub her G-Spot." 

"What's a G-Spot." my five year old lover asks. 

"It's the place inside your vagina where Anne just rubbed you." I explain.

"How come I didn't feel like I need to pee then?" Rene asks. 

"Because you were nearly cumming already," I say, "and when Anna rubbed
it, you had your orgasm before you could notice the 'I need to pee'
feeling." 

"Can you do it to me?" Anna asks, her voice filled with a plaintive note
that almost breaks my heart, "Everybody else has had an orgasm, but every
time I think I'm going to have one, you stop." she includes all three of
us in this last accusatory statement. 

"At first I though that nice tingly feeling you made me feel was one, but
I think it's even better than that. Can you rub my G-Spot for me?" 

Gathering the slightly sad little eight year old into my arms, I lift her
into my lap and hug her against my chest, the rock hard shaft of my cock
pressed into her hips. "Anna honey," I say, "I can't reach your G-Spot
because it's behind your hymen. You know that little piece of skin I told
you about." 

"Oh, well how do I get rid of it then?" she asks. 

"You push something through it." I say. "These two did it with the handles
of their hairbrushes, or you can use your fingers or a man can do it with
his penis." 

"Will you do it for me." she asks, turning her dark expressive eyes up to
me. "Does it hurt much?" 

"Lots!" Rene answers, gruesomely, "And you bleed too." 

"A bit," is Alison's estimation, "like pulling a bit of skin from your
fingernail." 

"Why did it hurt Rene more?" Anna asks, her eyes widening with fright,
"Will it hurt me lots because I'm littler than Alison? Is there lots of
blood?" 

"It probably hurt Rene more because she just shoved her hairbrush in and
didn't wait until she was excided. Am I right?" I turn my eyes to the
blushing first grader. 

"Um yeah?" she replies with a sheepish grin, "I forgot what Jenny said
about making sure it was all slippery and going slow. I just wanted to be
a big girl so they'd play with me." 

"So if we take it slowly and make sure that your vagina is all slippery
and receptive it won't hurt very much." I reassure her. "And there will be
a little bit of blood, that's unavoidable, but usually there's only lots
of blood if it's done too fast and the girl gets torn inside." 

"Oh." Anna's voice is very small and quavers slightly as she says, "I
really want you to break my hymen thingy with your penis in me, but I'm
scared too." 

"Well you could watch him fuck me first." is Alison's helpful, if somewhat
self serving offer. Besides, if he tried to do it to you now, I think he'd
squirt all over the place as soon as his dick touched your pussy." 

I follow their gaze, looking down at my cock, with it's tracery of angry
blue veins and dark bloated head and I have to agree with her. Anna's
offer of her cherry, has left me so close to cumming that my shaft visibly
twitches in time with my rapid heartbeat and a continuous rivulet of
pre-cum dribbles down the underside of my shaft. "I think you're right
Alison." I say with a grin, "Well Anna, would you like to do it that way
and watch Alison and me first to see what it's like?" 

"Yeah O.K." she nods her head after thinking about it for a while. 

While we'd been speaking, Alison had moved behind me. Suddenly I feel
something cold, hard and wet on my balls. Yelling with surprise I knock
Alison's hand aside, and send the half full lemonade bottle, beaded with
condensation, skittering across the floor. The skin of my scrotum has
tightened, shrinking until my balls a pulled tight against my body. At the
same time the blood drains from my cock. 

"You're still a bastard, but we're even now." Alison grins up at me. 

"Typical bloody woman." I mutter, "Not even until she's ahead." 

"Of course." she giggles. 

"Well how are we going to fuck now?" I ask grinning back. "I don't think
this limp noodle going anywhere." 

"Wanna bet?" she chortles, "I can fix it." Shoving my shoulders, she
knocks me over onto my back, throws her leg across my chest and drops her
head into my lap. Pressing her lip to the now pale crown of my prick, she
vacuums my cock into her mouth, Then with her lips pressed against my
pubis, begins to roll my rapidly reinflating shaft around inside the warm
wet cavern of her mouth. 

Within seconds my glans begins to push against the back of her throat, but
instead of pulling back to give it more room, she works the muscles of her
throat, literally swallowing the head of my cock. The incredible
sensations of her epiglottis pulling my cock deep into her throat is all
that it takes to finish the job of refilling my shaft with blood, leaving
me lightheaded as I groan in reaction. 

She keeps her lips pressed into my pubes for a few seconds, then pulls
back, the muscles of her throat, holding my cock and tugging on it
slightly for a moment, before it releases me with a slight popping
sensation. She raises her hip and look back between her legs, giving me a
shit eating grin as she asks with a giggle, "How was that Greg?" 

"Fucking incredible." I tell her, grasping her hips and driving my
stiffened tongue straight up her drooling fuck hole. 

""Oh FUCK!" she squeals, pressing back against my face, "Fuck me with your
tongue! Lick my fucking clit! Suck it! Fucking suck it harder." She pushes
herself up, sitting back on my face and rocking her hips from side to side
as she grinds her pussy against my lips and chin. 

She gyrates her pelvis on my face for half a minute or so then as I judge
her as ready to cum, she suddenly drops forward, pulling free of my
tongue, and re-impales her face on my straining shaft, brutally forcing
her throat down over my bloated, purple glans until her chin impacts
painfully against my pubis. 

The feeling of her throat surrounding my shaft is almost too much for me
and my groan is a mixture of relief and frustrated desire as she pulls
back and sits up. Twisting around to look under her arm at me, she giggles
at the expression on my face. "I can tell you liked that." 

"I want to do that." Rene says, "I want to suck all of his cock." 

"Rene," I say, "if you touch it right now, it'll go off before you can get
your lips around the tip, let alone the rest of it. Besides, I don't think
you're throat is big enough." 

"I wanna try!" she repeats stubbornly. 

"Get the lemonade." Alison orders, shoving back to sit on my face as I
groan and begin to struggle just enough to rub my nose, tongue and chin
over every moist, delectable square millimetre of little girl flesh I can
reach. 

A moment later, I feel the cold, wet kiss of the lemonade bottle against
my balls and hear them giggling at my shrinking equipment. This time,
prevented by Alison's legs on my arms, from shoving it aside, she holds
the clammy plastic bottle against my genitals until they feel like they
have been encased in ice. 

Alison sets the bottle aside and her weigh leaves my face. As she throws
her leg over my head and rolls aside, I look down at my poor abused
wedding tackle. My sack is almost painfully tight around my throbbing
balls and my once proud prick has shrunken until it is a tiny nubbin
barely three quarters of an inch long. 

"O.K. get up here and sit on his chest." she tells Rene then As her little
sister does as she is told, Alison continues, "It's real easy, when it
starts to push against your throat, just tilt your head back as far as it
will go and swallow it. It feels really neat when it grows in your mouth."

Leaning forwards, Rene presents me with a perfect view of the plump,
glistening lips of her tiny baby pussy and her winking pink arsehole above
it. Unable to resist the temptation, I push myself up onto my elbows and
lick along the length of her crack from her clit back to her rubbery pink
pucker. She squeals and wriggles back against my tongue for a few seconds,
then pulls herself just out of reach as she wraps her lips around the base
of my shrunken member, easily taking my entire cock into her mouth. 

In fact it has been so reduced by Alison's treatment, that Rene has no
difficulty flicking her tongue back and forth over the end of my frozen
prick. A couple of seconds later, she insinuates the tip of her tongue
under my foreskin and licks at my glans. Twice abused by the frigid
bottle, it takes my cock a little while to recover and Rene rolls my limp
little prick around inside her mouth for nearly half a minute before it
finally begins to swell. 

As the growing head of my cock pushes her tongue aside, she starts bobbing
her head up and down slowly, massaging it from root to tip with the tight
ring of her warm, soft lips and her agile little tongue. Then as it fills
her mouth to capacity, she takes a deep breath through her nose and
swallows. Pulling my glans into her throat. 

"Oh FUCK!" I almost scream, as a massive hydraulic pulse pounds into my
groin, instantly filling my cock to capacity and beyond. The sensation of
Rene's tiny pre-teen throat massaging my blood filled knob, causes my hips
to snap upwards and drive the last inch of my cock between her lips,
forcing over half of my rock hard prick over the back of her tongue and
down her oesophagus. Only the tight ring of her lips locked tight about my
shaft keeps me from emptying my load straight into her stomach then and
there. 

I'm so caught up in the incredible sensations of having my prick buried in
the throat of a five year old girl that it takes a few seconds for it to
register with my lust hazed brain that she is struggling to pull herself
free of my shaft. For a couple of seconds it looks like Alison is going to
have to apply the bottle in order to free Rene, but just as I open my
mouth to tell her to do so, there is an incredible slipping sensation and
my bloated glans slips free of her throat with an audible pop and her
sharp little teeth scrape painfully over the rim. 

I immediately push myself up into a sitting position and gather Rene into
my arms, gently cuddling the gasping preschooler as I rock her back and
forth. "Are you O.K.?" I ask almost in tears as I realise just how close I
had come to choking her to death on my cock. 

She pulls in another shuddering lung-full of air, then nods her head.
Suddenly she giggles and looks at her sister, "You're right, it feels
really neat when it goes down your neck. I can't wait until I show Mama." 

"Shit Rene," I gasp, "I'm not going to let you do that again, I nearly
killed you." 

"No you didn't." she tells me forcefully, "I can hold my breath lot's
longer than that. I just got scared for a minute and, and... What's that
word where you do silly things 'cause you're scared?" 

"Panic?" I supply for her. 

"Yeah panic." she continues, "I panicked when I couldn't breave, but you
know what? My pussy really tingled too. Why's that?" 

"It's a nature thing." I tell her, "When your body thinks it might die, it
gets really horny, because it wants to get pregnant and have a baby and
pass you're genes on." 

"That's silly." she giggles, "If I was dying I wouldn't have long enough
to have a baby and how could I give it my pants when I don't have any?" 

"Not pants jeans: G E N E S." I spell it for her, "They are things in your
eggs and a mans sperm that are instructions for making a baby. And your
body doesn't care if you don't have time to have a baby. If it's in danger
it gets ready to get pregnant just in case there is enough time to have
it." 

"Uh-huh." she nods seriously. 

"So that's why it feels so good when you kept on making us cum before."
Alison says, "We couldn't breath so our bodies though they were dying and
that made it even better." 

"Uh that's right." I manage to say, surprised that she'd had enough brain
function above her limbic system to note her lack of breath while in the
throes of a massive G-spot orgasm. 

"O.K. Rene get off his lap I want to fuck him now." Alison says as she
tugs on her sister's arm. "Oh, you're bleeding." 

I look down at myself and discover that Rene's teeth have taken a little
piece of skin with them as they scraped the flare of my glans when she
pulled off me, and a tiny bead of blood has squeezed out from under my
foreskin. "Oh I'm sorry!" Rene cries, her voice filled with remorse as she
kneels beside me and gently skins my foreskin back to inspect the damage. 

"Let me kiss it better." without waiting for an answer, Rene lowers her
lips to the tiny scrape and makes a loud smacking noise. "There, all
better now." she giggles. "But it's not going to fit in my sister's pussy
like this. I'll just have to keep kissing it until it gets all big and
stiff, so Anna can watch it slide into my big sister's pussy." 

Her words alone are enough to start the rush of blood to my groin, but
Rene is not satisfied with the progress of my shaft towards tumescence, so
she wraps her lips around the swelling head and before I can stop her, she
pushes downwards and swallows at the same time. "Oh fuck!" I groan as my
cock once again plugs her tight little throat. 

I put my hands on her shoulders intending to pull her off me, but she
makes it plain that she isn't going anywhere until she's ready by grasping
the backs of my legs and shrugging my hands off. She calmly holds herself
there, her nose pressed into my pubic hair for twenty seconds or so, then
shifts her hands around to the front of my legs and pushes. For a moment
her throat holds me tight, stretching my cock painfully, delightfully
before releasing it's grip allowing my cock to slide free with a pop. 

She keeps her lips closed in a tight ring just under the rim of my glans
while she takes a deep breath, then pushes her lips back down along my
shaft until my glans presses against the back of her throat. She pauses
there for a few seconds as she takes another breath, then works her throat
as she pushes downwards. Her little throat however is not up to the
challenge, being unable to open up enough to accommodate my now fully
engorged glans and all that she does is massage the head of my prick
exquisitely with the back of her tongue. 

I let her try for a few seconds them gently take her by the shoulders and
pull her up until my prick slips free of her lips and slaps wetly against
my belly. "Oooh!" she moans in disappointment, "It won't fit." 

"What can go up a chimney, down, but not down a chimney, up?" Alison asks
with a giggle. 

"An umbrella." Rene giggles back. 

I laugh at the joke and a couple of seconds later Anna catches the double
meaning and collapses, giggling helplessly as she rolls about on the
mattress, finally rolling onto the floor with a thump as Alison gives her
a shove with her foot. 

"O.K. I want you to put your umbrella in my chimney now." Alison giggles,
rolling onto her back and spreading her legs wide. 

"Uh-uh." I shake my head, "This time you can do the work." Leaving her on
the mattress, I grab a towel and lay it, folded double, over the cushions
of the couch and I sit down. "Come here and sit on my lap little girl." I
say in wheedling tones. 

"But there's a big lump there." she objects with a giggle. 

"Well we'll just have to see it there's somewhere to hide it." I say. 

"Where mister?" she asks, biting down on the tip of her thumb as she
sidles up to me. 

"I'm sure you've got a place between your legs where it might fit." I say,
reaching out to hook the tip of my finger in her juicy, little girl slot. 

"Tha's rooood." she giggles pulling away from me. 

"Well you're a rude little girl anyway." I tell her, "So you'd better come
here and sit on my lap before I have to spank you." 

"Can't spank me." she pouts. 

"And why not?" I ask. 

"Because you can't catch me." she informs me as she spins on her heels and
scampers from the room. 

Springing up from the couch, I give chase, with the other two girls
scampering close on my heels. Alison leads me on a mad, shrieking and
giggling chase, doing two circuits of the house - down the hall and back
through the bathroom, laundry and kitchen to the lounge. Then the third
time around she continues on down the hall to her bedroom. 

Once I have her cornered, she backs into a gap between her wardrobe and
the wall and very unconvincingly, begs me to spare her. Growling fiercely,
I slowly advance on her, saying, "You can't get away from me now little
girl. Do you know what I'm going to do to you when I get hold of you? I'm
going to throw you on the bed and I'm going spank your cute little butt
until it's red as a baboon's and then I'm going to force my big, fat cock
into your tight, hairless, little girl's cunt and fuck you and fuck you
until I fill it up with my nasty gooey sperm." 

"Oh no mister, please no mister." she giggles, "If you do that I will be
ruined." 

"But that's why I'm going to jam my nasty fat dick in your little hole." I
inform her in my best Dick Dastardly voice, "I like ruining innocent
little girls like you." 

Chapter 25 - Despoiling Alison. Again. 

With a final lunge, I pounce on her and gather her shrieking, cringing
body in my arms and throw her face down on the bed. Almost helpless with
her giggles, she pushes her little bum into the air and tries to crawl
away. Grabbing her by one ankle, I haul her back towards me and land a
ringing but painless blow on her bottom. 

She shrieks with laughter and squirms away from me. I let her get to the
head of the bed, then grab her and pull her back for another swat on her
bottom. I've let her escape me and recapture her another half dozen times
or so when Rene asks, "Can we help you mister?" 

I look down to the foot of the bed, to where Anna and Rene are standing,
their fingers slowly working away in their little slots. "Yeah!" I grin,
you can come and hold her legs apart so I can spank her pretty, little
pussy, to get it warmed up for my cock. 

"NOOOoooo!" Alison shrieks, squirming violently to pull away from my hand
encircling her ankle. 

"Hold her tight girls." I say ignoring, Alison's protests. 

As she feels their fingers closing about her ankles, her struggles weaken
a little and they easily pull her legs out to an acute angle as they drag
her until her pussy mound is clear of the bed. A moment later she slides
all of the way to the floor and has to scramble back onto the bed. 

"Wait!" Rene tells me, handing me her ankle and going to a box in the
corner, retuning a moment later with a skipping rope. Climbing onto the
bed, she sits on the back of her sister's head and grabbing an arm which
resists just strongly enough to be captured, she ties one end of the rope
around the wrist. Then leaning forwards, her little bum wriggling from
side to side as she grinds her hot little quim into her sister's hair, she
loops the rope under the frame of the bed and ties up her sister's other
hand. 

"There she can't get away now." Rene declares with finality, taking her
ankle back and tugging on it. She blithely ignores the facts that: a) her
sister had no intentions of escaping; and b) the loop of rope about her
right wrist had already fallen undone and Alison was only staying on the
bed because she was tightly gripping the far edge of the mattress. 

I leave Alison to stew in her own copious juices for a few moments while I
kneel between her legs and slip a hand each between the legs of the little
girls holding her ankles. Giggling they spread their legs apart and press
down against my fingers, as I stroke their damp little slits from front to
back a few times. 

Finishing with a quick tweak of Anna's enormous clit and a single in out
stroke of my finger in Rene's tight, little fuck hole, I stand and
contemplate Alison's slowly bouncing behind and beneath it the engorged
mound split by a very wet cleft. Reaching between Alison's wide spread
legs, I insinuate my fingers between her mons and the edge of the
mattress, taking great care that I don't touch the area around her, by
now, hypersensitive clitoris. 

Unable to hump herself against the bedclothes, she groans in frustration
and rapidly thrusts her hips up and down, trying without success to get
some sort of stimulation on her overheated little pussy. "Hey girls." I
say, "I think she likes this. See how wet her nasty bits are." As soon as
I remove my fingers to hold my wet hand up for first Anna then Rene to
lick, Alison resumes humping against the mattress. 

"Girls!" I say sharply, "We can't have this. Look at this filthy little
girl shamelessly rubbing herself against the bed like a dirty little
animal. Look at her I say, see how she's trying to bring her vile private
parts into contact with the bed, in a brazen attempt to achieve sexual
gratification. Listen to her breathing, hear how it catches as disgusting
lascivious feelings course through her depraved young body." 

Poor Alison is indeed close to cumming and as she approaches the peak, I
continue, "Girl's, we're just have to save this poor girl from her own
dark lusts." 

Grasping Alison's legs, I pull her a few inches towards us, making her cry
out, "NOOOoooo!" in a lost voice as her literally dripping pussy, leaves
the edge of the bed. 

Bending over, I take Rene's leg in my hand as I whisper in her ear. She
grins from ear to ear when she hears my words and giggling madly, scampers
from the room. "Remember don't let her see it." I call after the fleeing
youngster. 

"Where's she going?" Alison asks mock apprehensively, "What's she getting?
What are you going to do to me?" 

Ignoring her questions, deliver a light swat to her dripping pussy,
causing her to squeal happily and bounce her hips up and down, however in
the spirit of the game, she tells me, "You're a bad man and my teacher
says if a bad man tries to touch me down there I should tell somebody
about it." 

"Really?" I ask, delivering another swat, keeping my fingers splayed so
that they land either side of her swollen clit. 

"Yeah," she says barely suppressing a giggle as she continues, "Anna, he's
a bad man, and he touched my private place." 

"Did he?" Anna replies in mock shock, "What did he touch you with?" 

"His fingers!" she says, her voice rising on the last syllable as I spank
her swollen, oily, mound. "See, he did it again." 

"Does he do anything else?" Anna asks grinning. 

"Uh-huh, he puts his fingers right up inside me and he even puts his
dickie in my pee hole, and some times he puts it in my mouth." 

""Oooh yuck!" Anna cries, "Does he wee inside you too?" 

"No he squirts yucky, gooey stuff in me." 

"Gross! Does he do it in your mouth too?" 

"Uh-huh. Eeeek!" I land another swat on her hairless, slimy mound and drag
my finger back through her crack, plunging it deep into the hot, slimy
embrace of her tight young fuck hole. 

"Oh he put his finger in you." Anna squeals, "What's it feel like?" 

"Great!" Alison cries, working her hips frantically on my embedded finger,
"But if he doesn't put something bigger in soon I'm gonna go fucking
crazy." 

Even as Alison speaks, Rene sidles back into the room with her hands
behind her back, a cheesy grin of monumental proportions plastered across
her face. 

"What's she got?" Alison asks beginning to struggle in earnest as she
realises whatever it is bodes poorly for her. "What are you going to do to
me." 

I quickly hop up onto the bed, straddling Alison's back and pinning her
shoulders to the bed. I then take hold of Alison's ankles and press her
heels to her buttocks, effectively immobilising her. 

As Rene moves out of her big sister's line of sight she holds up a Zooper
Dooper, (a long, thin, flavoured ice block) saying, "I found something
even better." 

"You little beauty." I say happily, the tone of my voice setting Alison to
trying to bounce me off. At the same time Anna spies the icy dagger in
Rene's fist and screams. 

Hearing this, Alison very nearly bucks me off and I struggle for a few
tense moments to retain control of her legs. "What is it?" she yells. 

"You'll find out." Anna giggles, staring at the inch thick shaft of
raspberry ice in Rene's hand. "Can I do it?" 

"No I want to." Rene says, holding the ice block out of reach. 

"I'll fucking get you for this Rene." Alison yells threateningly. 

"I changed my mind." Rene says hastily, "Here Anna, she can't hit
visitors." 

Giggling, Anna takes the freezing shaft from Rene's hand and advances on
the struggling little girls beneath me. 

"Hang on a sec." Rene cries, scrambling up onto the bed with me and
insinuating herself between my arms. Sitting in the small of her sister's
back, she pushes a small hand between Alison's legs, and prises her
engorged and very moist pussy lips apart with her fingers. "O.K. Anna, do
it." 

At the first icy touch on her overheated little twat, Alison goes totally
rigid and doesn't move until fully four inches of the frozen, shaft is
buried in her young cunt. Even then her motions are a series of
uncoordinated spastic shudders as her much delayed orgasm rips through
her. Ululating shrilly, she jounces up and down, driving more and more of
the raspberry flavoured ice block into her young cunt until the end comes
into contact with her cervix. 

Releasing a final rising wail, Alison goes limp, breathing in great
shuddering gasps. Finally though she realises that the icy shaft is still
within her cunt and she begins to squirm, begging us to remove it. 

Giggling, Anna shakes her head, then realising that Alison can't see her,
she says, "No." as she begins to slowly pump the frozen bar in and out of
Alison's hot/cold vaginal sheath. 

"Get it out!" Alison yells, "it's bloody freezing you fucking bastards." 

"Uh-uh. not yet." Anna giggles. 

"Make her walk back to the lounge like that." Rene adds cheerfully. 

"NOooo!" Alison giggles, "My pussy's freezing solid." 

"Well you'd better get moving." I say, moving back until my cock pokes her
in the eye and grabbing her wrists before she can reach back to grasp the
icy shaft impaling her. While I retain control of her arms, she picks
Rene's ineffectual knot loose and lowers her feet to the floor. A moment
later, with my help, she stands unsteadily, Anna bending at the waist
behind her, holding the Zooper Dooper in place. 

"Oh fuck, this feels sooo weird." Alison squeaks, as she takes short
mincing steps towards her bedroom door. "Oooh, it's dribbling down my
legs." 

"Don't worry, We'll clean it up." Anna giggles, collecting a finger full
of oily, red goo from Alison's upper thigh and popping it in her mouth.
"Mmmm, pussyberry my favourite." 

"Lemme taste." Rene says, almost tripping her sister up as she thrusts a
hand in from the front. 

"Hey wait until we get her stuffed and mounted," I laughingly chide her,
"Then you can taste to your heart's content." 

"How? Your bum will be in the way." She objects, avidly sucking the
mixture of Raspberry cordial and her sister's pussy juice from her
fingers. 

"You'll see." I tell her, herding her through the loungeroom door with my
toe between her bum cheeks. 

The rest of us follow the giggling preschooler into the lounge, and move
over to the couch, where I sit down on the towel. "Now Alison, you sit in
my lap with your knees on the couch. When I lift her up; Rene, you pull
the icy pole out, and Anna you can put my cock in her pussy." 

Slipping my hands under her tight little arse, I lift Alison high enough
for my cock to stand free beneath her. She squeals as her baby sister
takes hold of the icy pole and pulls it, much diminished, from her pussy.
At the same time, Anna takes my rigid shaft in her cold hand and fits it
against Alison's dripping fuck hole as I lower her back into my lap. 

My cock slides into a sheath tighter than it was the first time I'd fucked
it, pushing Anna's hand down the length of my shaft, until it presses
against my pubic bone. Only the incredible quantity of lubricants that she
has produced allow vaginal tissues tightened by the intense cold of the
icy phallus to slide reluctantly down the length of my shaft, enveloping
it in an incredible cool, wet embrace that has to be felt to be believed.
Even when Anna takes her hand away only a little more of my cock slips
into the cold embrace of her little vagina. So shrunken is her young fuck
tube that barely two thirds of my cock enters her quivering body before I
bottom out against her cervix. 

"Oh shit!" I groan, "Your little pussy is so fucking tight." 

"Mmmm, This tastes so good." Rene says, sliding the icy pole from her lips
with a pop. 

"Lemme try." Anna cries, grabbing Rene's wrist and pulling the ice block
into her mouth. "Mmmm yeah! You try it." She guides Rene's hand towards my
face. 

I wrap my lips around the proffered iceblock and taste a delightful
mixture of raspberry ice and little girl spend. Even when I bite an inch
or so off the end an crunch it up, I discover no diminution in the piquant
taste and realise that the flavour of her delicious juices have suffused
completely through the ice. 

"Give it here. It's my pussy you stuffed it in." Alison cries grabbing her
little sister's wrist and pulling as much of the frozen ice block into her
mouth as possible. "Mmmm I do taste good don't I?" she says, briefly
releasing the ice from her lips. 

She then bites a chunk off the end, and levers herself slowly upwards,
groaning as her little pussy reluctantly allows my cock to slide from it's
tight embrace. "Ohhh fuck!" she moans, echoing me, "It feels like it's
pulling my guts out." 

"Well it feels like you're going to rip my cock off." I reply, "Great
isn't it?" 

"Oh Yeah!" she sighs, slowly sinking back onto my rock hard pole, stopping
as the head of my cock kisses her cervix. "Oh sooo fucking good." she
rises again, stopping with only my glans still buried in her little box.
"Play with my tits." 

Taking my hands from beneath her, I slide them up over her hips and the
soft smooth skin of her flanks, the hard ridges of her ribs and onto the
firm, just swelling mounds of her tiny breasts. Gently, I take the half
erect little nubbins between my fingers and roll them back and forth,
feeling the skin tighten and crinkle until they are fully engorged. 

Suddenly, without warning, she drops back down on my cock, allowing almost
all of her full weight to fall on it as her cervix slams down on the
crown. For a moment it feels like my cock is about to snap in two, then I
feel an impossibly tight elastic ring open up and roll over the tip of my
cock, sliding down to grip me painfully just below the flare of my glans. 

For a moment, she goes totally rigid in my arms then lets out an agonised
yelp and collapses back against my chest, sobbing loudly with tears of
pain streaming down her cheeks. Her pain hits me like a slap in the face,
and I try to lift her off me, but her little pussy has spasmed tight
around my shaft and her cries force me to stop and lower her back to my
lap. And even though her pain has chased any feelings of desire and lust
from me, her vaginal entrance is locked so tightly about the base of my
shaft that there is no way for the blood to escape. 

Anna & Rene drop what's left of the iceblock on hearing Alison's heart
rending cry, and begin clamouring, asking what's wrong. "Shush!" I say,
"Get up here and cuddle her with me." 

As Anna clambers up beside me, Rene retrieves the iceblock and a moment
later her arms join mine and Anna's about Alison, soothing her hurt.
Slowly her sobs diminish, and her body relaxes as the three of us pour our
love into her. 

Finally, she draws a shuddering breath and tilts her head back to look up
at me and ask, "How come it hurt so much? It didn't when you put all of it
in before." 

I kiss her cold-sweat beaded brow and say, "That ice made your pussy
shrink and when you sat down like that you forced my cock up into your
womb." 

"But Rene does that with Mama's plastic dicks and it doesn't hurt her."
Alison objects. 

"Rene doesn't try to put them in with a hammer." I say with a smile. 

Alison giggles at the image of her little sister hammering one of her
mother's vibrators into her tiny little snatch, then as her laughter
causes her insides to move she lets out a little yip of pain. This in turn
makes her laugh sheepishly bringing on another yelp. 

"Easy." I murmur kissing her ear, "Wait a bit more until you feel better."

She squirms away from my breath in her ear, gasping as her pussy tugs on
my cock. "Oh that didn't hurt as much." Experimentally she begins moving
her hips slowly and carefully her breath occasionally catching as my cock
tugs on her bruised cervix. A little while later she slides a hand down to
he pussy crack and begins to gently massage her clitoris, the movements of
her hips becoming a little stronger as her body heats up again. 

"Oh that's not too bad!" she says, and tries to lift upwards, falling back
with a gasp as my cock tugs on her uterus. "Ouch! Not to good either. Greg
will you play with my titties some more and can you two lick my pussy?" 

By way of answer, Anna and Rene each kiss Alison on her cheeks and lift my
hands to Alison's breasts as they slide to the floor in front of us.
Giggling, they lick their way up the insides of Alison's thighs,
collecting the sticky mixture of raspberry flavouring and pussy juice on
their tongues. 

My fingers brush over her tiny nipples like butterfly wings, barely
touching them as I tease them to arousal. Then once her little nipples
stand out stiffly atop the twin pink-brown domes of her growing breasts, I
lift my fingers to her lips. She slowly draws my fingers into her mouth,
her tongue swirling sensuously around them as she sucks like a baby on a
tit. 

As I pull the saliva slicked fingers of one hand from her lips, she turns
her head to the other, her cheeks hollowing as she pulls the fingers into
her warm, wet mouth. Trailing my fingers down over her chest, I trace
small circles around her nipple for a few seconds before closing my thumb
and forefinger on the hard little numb and gently squeezing it. 

She groans as fresh sensations of arousal corse through her body and
pushes her hips upwards towards Anna's and Rene's approaching tongues,
gasping as the injudicious move tugs on the neck of her womb. A moment
later she giggles as their heads bump into her belly. "They can't reach my
pussy." she says. "Move forwards Greg." 

I carefully ease my hips towards the edge of the couch. Alison grunts and
squeaks as my movements stir up her insides but she urges me on until my
legs are fully clear of the couch and I am slumped back with her lying on
my chest. As Anna plunges her tongue into the splayed gap between her
legs, Alison's hands close over mine, increasing the force with which my
fingers grasp and tug on her engorged nipples. 

As I play with Alison's sensitive little breasts, I feel two lively little
tongues at work on the junction of our bodies, flickering maddeningly over
my balls and the base of my shaft one moment and seconds later, my ears
follow their progress in Alison's squeaks and gasps. The silken sheath
surrounding my impaling member rapidly warms under the combined influence
of my fingers on her nipples and two tiny tongues on her clit and it is
not long before she starts slowly grinding her hips in a small circle,
occasionally grunting as her uterus tugs on my cock. 

In only a few minutes, her hands tighten convulsively on mine, pinching
her nipples with more force than I'd dare subject them to. A moment later
she pulls them away from her chest, until her spit slicked nipples slip
from between my fingers like watermelon seeds. Her cervix tugs almost
painfully on my deeply embedded cock as her gyrating movements become
wilder under the influence of an approaching orgasm. 

Moaning almost continuously now, she slams my hands back to her chest and
I close my fingertips on her swollen nipples, pinching them harder and
harder under the shrill goad of her voice. I pull on them almost
viciously, stretching her developing tit flesh more than an inch, only to
be told in a voice that is almost a snarl. "Pull on my fucking tits you
bastard." 

Lashed by her voice, my hands jerk outwards further actually lifting her
from my chest before her nipples slip from my grasp and she falls back
against me. "Do it again." she snarls, her hands on the back of Anna's
head as she humps her hips up into the little eight year old's face. only
to be pulled back into my lap by the rigid shaft of man flesh spearing her
uterus. 

As my fingers close on her nipples twisting and squeezing the swollen rock
hard fleshy nodules, a guttural scream escapes her lips and her hips fly
upwards with sufficient force to finally pull herself free of my cock. The
sensation of her cervix pulling over my glans is a strange mixture of
incredible pleasure and incredible pain, causing my voice to blend with
hers as I let out a similar scream three octaves deeper. 

Now free of the barbed spear that had kept her locked tight against my
body, she pounds her spasming cunt up and down the full length of my
shaft, grunts punctuating her orgasmic howls as the tip pounds against and
halfway penetrates her bruised cervix. Around my rampant member, the
slick, fiery walls of her vagina ripple from bottom to top, exquisitely
massaging my cock with incredible force. 

Only my earlier concern for her, and the lingering pain in my cock keeps
me from decorating her womb with my great greasy gouts of my semen. Even
so, I am still close to my own climax and as Alison's subsides, I stand
and with her limp body still impaled on my rock hard prick I carry her
over to the mattress. Kneeling, I hold her against me with one arm as
gather all of the pillows together into a pile. I carefully lower her onto
her stomach, draped over the pile and begin my own glory strokes, pounding
away into her quickly recovering body as Anna and Rene look on with awe
tinged with a little fear. 

"Harder!" Alison's muffled cry goads me as my balls slap wetly against her
moist, oily cunt lips, "Fuck me harder. Squirt your stuff in my pussy." 

"You know what <grunt> happens to <grunt> little girls <grunt> who let bad
men <grunt> fill their little <grunt> pussies with their <grunt> nasty
gooey sperm?" I ask, my words coming in staccato grunts as my belly slaps
against her tiny upturned arse. "They get pregnant. <grunt> Their cute
little tummies <grunt> start to swell as <grunt> a baby grows, inside
<grunt> her belly. <grunt> Do you want that? <grunt> Do you want me to
<grunt> fuck a baby into you? <grunt> Do you want to feel <grunt> my baby
wriggle <grunt> and kick inside you?" 

As I speak, Alison takes her weight on her hands and knees and drives
herself back against my pounding thrusts. "Do it Daddy!" she yelps, "Make
a baby in me. <squeak> Squirt me full of the <squeak> nasty stu-uh-ff that
makes babies. <squeak> Make a little girl slu-uh-t in me so I can <squeak>
show her how to suck her dad-uh-dy's big nasty cock <oh fuck> and I'll
<squeak> make her <squeak> lick your <squeak> stuff out <squeak> of my
pussy <squeak> and <squeak> when she's <squeak> old en-uh-ough I'll
<squeak> hold her <squeak> legs op-uh-en so <squeak> you can fu-uh-ck her
tiny <squeak> little cunt <squeak> hole and ma-uh-ke a baby <squeak> in
her too." 

My mind goes blank on hearing her depraved words and I have no idea how
she manages to hold a train of thought, let alone continue to speak as I
become nothing more than a rutting animal. Seizing her slim hips in a vice
like grip throw my cock into her receptive little body with jackhammer
thrusts, stirring the juices leaking from her hot little hairless snatch
to a bubbling froth that bespatters my thighs and lower belly. No longer
capable of coherent thought, I jam my aching prick into the hot wet clasp
of her velvety fuck tube over and over again, driving towards an explosive
release. 

Suddenly Alison's head snaps back and from her lips there emerges a choked
howl, totally devoid of intelligence and the muscular walls of her young
cunt seize my buried shaft in a rippling, vice like grip. Bereft of
sanity, my voice joins hers as my aching balls empty themselves in wave
after fiery wave of agonised release. Like molten lead my semen traverses
the length of my cock, splashing against the neck of her juvenile womb.
Still desperately hunching against her upturned arse, I feel my seed leak
from her overfilled little snatch, joining the bubbling mess that coats
our loins. 

Long after my balls empty, her overstimulated young twat continues to
spasm about my shaft, prolonging my orgasm, triggering one exquisitely
agonising dry heave after another in my aching loins. Finally though, her
little pussy relaxes and a wave of exhaustion sweeps over me. Collapsing
forwards I barely get my arms under me as I topple on top of her, covering
her slim body with my own, slowly hunching my hips back and forth, pushing
my rapidly deflating cock in and out of her now slack vaginal sheath. 

As she begins to struggle under my weight, I find the strength to roll
onto my back, taking her with me, my cock finally slipping free of her
pre-teen twat, to release our combined spends and coat my lower belly and
crotch with a hot sticky mixture of lubricants, sweat, semen and feminine
ejaculate. 

"That was awesome." Rene breaths from somewhere beside my head. 

I allow my head to fall to the side and forcing my eyes open, I manage to
focus on the little girl kneeling beside me. the flecks of foam
bespeckling her tiny torso bear mute witness to the ferocity of mine and
Alison's love making and as I silently watch, she collects a sticky
handful of cum from our groins and transfers it to her mouth, smacking her
lips in obvious enjoyment. 

On the other side Anna looks on, her face filled with a mixture of hunger,
lust and a little fear. Then seeing that we are licking our lips in an
attempt to moisten our mouths, she gets the bottle of lemonade and
supporting first Alison's and then my head, she carefully dribbles a sweet
refreshing draught between out lips. 

Then as we thank her, she set's the bottle aside and disappears from my
sight. A moment later Alison squirms atop me and I realise that Anna has
gone directly to the source. A moment later I feel the lower portion of
Alison's body slide off me and Rene's tiny tongue at work on my groin.
Unlike her more fastidious sister, she has no qualms about my pubic hair
and as she sucks the tasty mixture of love juices from my groin, I feel a
few painful tugs as one occasionally gets caught between her teeth. 

Finally though, I have to protest as she moves onto the treat she has
saved for last. Drawing my shrunken member between her lips, she sucks
vigorously, making my cry out, "Take it easy, it hurts right now." 

Rather than release me, she slows her sucking, and nurses gently on my
flaccid little prick soothing it with soft caresses of her tiny tongue.
But even that is too much for me and with great reluctance I pull her away
and guide her lips to mine, tasting the exquisite bittersweet flavour of
our lovemaking. A minute or so later, even Anna's gentle tonguing becomes
too much for Alison, and she pulls her away to taste herself on the lips
of her young friend. 

"Will Alison really have a baby?" Rene asks pulling away from my lips to
look into my eyes. 

"No," I answer, "remember, I told Anna she was still too young." 

"Oh!" Rene looks disappointed, "Well how come you said you were?" 

"Because it can be fun to pretend you are." I answer, "Which reminds me
Alison, just where did you learn to talk like that anyway?" 

"From Jenny." she giggles, "She showed me this program on her daddy's
computer where you can read all these neat stories about people fucking
and things. Her daddy's got hundreds of stories about fucking little girls
and there's stacks of these really cool ones about little girls having
their daddies' and brother's babies." 

"I think I know which ones." I say, "That sly old bugger, I never knew
Tony felt like that. So that's why you called me Daddy." 

"Uh-huh," Alison giggles, "made you horny, didn't it?" 

"Like a three peckered billy goat." I reply. 

"What's that?" Rene asks. 

"A goat with three dicks." I tell her, making her giggle. 

"Are you going to fuck me like that?" Anna asks, her tone both hopeful and
afraid. 

"No," I reply cuddling her against me and Alison, "if I tried that with
you, I'd split you in half, your pussy has to be stretched a bit first."

"Oh," (she was indeed hoping I would) "will you do it when I'm bigger?" 

"If you want me to." I say, tightening my arm. 

"Good," she says, her voice brightening, "it looked like Alison really
liked being fucked like that." 

"Oh I did!" Alison exclaims fervently, "It was like sooo awesome, I can't
wait to do it again." 

"Well you can wait." Anna cries, taking my cock in a proprietary grip,
"He's going to fuck me now." 

"No he's not." I mock groan, "I need a rest." 

"Can we go in the spa again?" Rene asks. 

"O.K." I say, struggling upright, "Bring the drink." 

Chapter 26 - Naughty girls. 

I totter out to the spa, making the girls giggle at my apparent
decrepitude and it is only when I lower myself into the water that I
realise that Alison is missing. A few moments later she appears carrying
the bong and mix bowl. 

"What do you think you are doing with that young lady?" I ask, "Your
mother said Rene had to be asleep." 

"Oh pooh!" she says, "Rene knows all about it. Don't you?" 

Rene giggles sheepishly, which is all the answer I need, "Well what about
Anna? She certainly didn't know?" 

"Well it's too late now." Alison says, "Please?" 

Against my better judgment I agree, and with a happy squeal, Alison skips
the rest of the way to the spa and carefully sets her burden down by my
elbow before slipping into the water beside Anna. As Anna looks on in
fascination, I take up the bong and carefully pack a cone. Setting the
neck of the bong to my lips I light it and draw the cloying sweet smoke
deep into my lungs, holding it there as I set the bong down. 

Alison giggles at Anna's awestruck expression, as I release my breath a
few seconds later. "Where'd the smoke go?" she asks. 

"He kept it all." Alison says. 

"Hey why's it green?" Anna asks, peering into the bowl. 

"Because it's mari-ju-ana." Rene giggles, carefully enunciating the 'j'. 

Anna's jaw drops at this revelation, "But that's bad." she gasps, "My
teacher says it makes you take heroin and other stuff." 

"Your teacher's full of shit." Alison says in reply, "Mum says this stuff
can't hurt you unless you smoke heaps and heaps, it just makes you feel
good. But sometimes bad people put heroin in marijuana and that is bad
because you can't stop taking heroin and then they sell it to you. Hurry
up Greg it's my pipe." 

"You smoke it too?" Anna gasps in shock. 

"Uh-huh." Alison nods, "it makes my head feel all nice and spinny." 

Anna's eyes follow the progress of the bong from my hands to Alison's not
blinking as Alison presses her lips to the opening at the neck of the
bong. She flinches a little at the rasp of the spark-wheel and holds her
breath as Alison drags the sweet smelling smoke into her lungs. A few
moments later Alison lets the smoke trickle from her nostrils as she hands
the bong back to me. The slight sound of the bong touching the deck beside
the spa makes Anna jump and she finally releases her breath with an
explosive rush. 

"Hey I'm supposed to do that." Alison giggles. 

"What's it like?" Anna asks. 

"Real neat." Alison replies, "It makes everything feel all tingly and
dreamy at the same time." 

As I pack and smoke the next bong, Alison pulls Anna's ear to her lips,
and I wonder what sort of mischief they are planning to commit against me.
With my mind fuzzed by the intoxicating smoke I think nothing of Alison's
naughty giggle as I hand her the bong and lighter. A moment later I take
bong back from her and turn to set it aside. 

When I turn back, I find her with her lips pressed to Anna's pushing the
sweet mind-numbing smoke from her lungs into Anna's. Before I can separate
them, Anna chokes and pulls back coughing as the last of the smoke
trickles from Alison's mouth. 

Grabbing the lemonade, which Rene is already holding out, I hold Anna in
my arm and wait for the first hacking spasms to subside then help her take
a sip from the bottle. She coughs a couple more times and turns an
accusatory glance on Alison. 

"Sorry," she says contritely, "I forgot that happens the first couple of
times." 

"Well it shouldn't have happened the first time." I say angrily, "Just
what do you think you were playing at?" 

"Don't blame her." Anna cries, "It was my fault. "I asked if I could have
some and she said you probably wouldn't let me, but she said she could
breath it into me." 

"That doesn't make it any better." I say, "She still knew that she was
doing wrong. And you aren't any better." 

"Sorry." they murmur together in small contrite voices. 

"Well it's done now." I say relenting somewhat, "So do you like it?" 

"Well I feel really funny, it's nice, but I don't know if I want to do it
again, it really hurt when I coughed." she replies. 

"You get used to it." I say, "And it hurt like it did because you coughed
up the smoke. Next time, try to keep from coughing until you breath the
smoke out. And now that I've given you that piece of advice, your next
time shouldn't be until you are at least sixteen." 

"But Alison's not sixteen." she objects. 

"Alison's mum says she can," I tell her, "if your mum says you can, I
might change my mind." 

"How come your mum let's you?" Anna ask Alison curiously. 

"She can tell you later," I say, "it's a long story." 

I quickly finish off the last two pipes in the bowl and put it and the
bond out of harms way. Then after taking a drink of lemonade and passing
the bottle around I lift Anna across to my other side and pull Rene into
my lap. Alison and Anna snuggle up to my sides and I pull them in close in
a warm loving hug. 

For the next few minutes, we silently embrace, sharing out love for each
other, until Rene decides that it has gone on long enough and digs her
fingers into Alison's ribs. With an outraged squeal Alison retaliates and
a moment later I find myself at the bottom of a shrieking, giggling,
laughing pile of little girls. 

Sliding from underneath, I retreat to the other side of the tub and look
on at the indiscriminate free for all that has erupted in the middle of
the spa. They continue for a few minutes alternately dunking each other in
the roiling water then as if of one mind they abruptly stop and turn to
face me. 

"Uh-oh" I cringe, drawing my knees up to my chest and wrapping my arms
about them. 

Their faces twisted into hilarious grimaces as they fight to keep from
giggling they advance resolutely on me and with Anna and Alison seizing my
arms and Rene my legs, they jerk me from the seat and into the middle of
the tub. I let the water close over my head then uncoil explosively,
roaring as I burst from the water and seize the first little girl that I
see. 

Anna shrieks happily as I grasp her about the waist and raise her high
above my head, then bring her down so that she is sitting on my upturned
face. Curling my tongue beneath her, I touch the tip to her puckered
arsehole and slowly lower her, my tongue rasping over the soft sensitive
flesh between her tight pussy lips until her hardening clit presses into
my upper lip. Withdrawing my tongue I close my lips about the sensitive
little shaft and gently nurse upon it, feeling it continue to swell and
harden in my mouth. 

Keeping my lips over my teeth I bite down on the inch long shaft and lift
her away from me, stretching her clit until it is nearly two inches long.
She lets out a happy little shriek as It slips from my grasp and snaps
back between her slightly swollen labia and pushes her hips back towards
my mouth. Taking hold of her clit with my lips I gently nip the tip and
lower her back into the water. 

She petulantly thumps me in the arm as I release her and turn to where
Alison and Rene are tussling to be next. Alison pouts as I pick Rene and
raise her pussy to my lips and press the tip of my stiffened tongue
against her tiny vaginal opening, wriggling it as the tiny hole slowly
dilates and allows me to taste the sweet, soft flesh within. 

As I slide my tongue in and out of the tight, clasping sheath Rene begins
to wriggle in my grasp, hunching her soft, little mound against my nose,
as a delightful sweet moistness seeps around my intruding tongue,
nourishing me with her ambrosial nectar. She groans with disappointment as
I withdraw my tongue from her little slot, then pulls her legs up
presenting me with her parted pussy lips as I put my lips to her tiny clit
and suck hard. 

Although tiny, I manage to get a grip on her clitoris with my lip
cushioned teeth and she moans as I lift her away from me and pull the
sensitive little nubbin of flesh away from her body. Squeaking happily she
pushes her hips back at me and I nuzzle at the little slot between her
legs once again searching for her clit with my mouth. I nip the shiny
little pearl gently between my teeth and lower her back to the water,
collecting another thump as I reach for an eagerly waiting Alison. 

As I lift her she raises her legs and locks them about my neck, trapping
my head against her sweet pussy. I briefly tongue her hairless slot, until
the chlorine taste of the water is replaced by the sweet flavour of her
juvenile secretions then drive my tongue deep into her vagina tasting a
lingering remnant of my earlier spend mixed with fresh juices seeping from
the walls of her cunt. 

I lave the soft ridged flesh within the confines of her tight young pussy
for a while, then begin my search for her clit, pursing my lips and
drawing the hard little bundle of nerves against my tongue. I teasingly
flick the tip of my tongue back and forth for a few seconds, then tighten
my lips and teeth on it and pull. She squeals as it snaps back and
tightens her legs pulling herself tight against my lips and grinds her
pelvis in tight circles roughly stimulating her sweet vulva against my
beard. 

A moment later, she yelps as I fasten my teeth about her clit and gently
gnaw for a few seconds. But when I try to lift her from my shoulders she
tightens her legs about my neck refusing to release me. 'Like that huh?' I
think and push her over backwards so that she is hanging upside down from
my shoulders, her hair trailing in the water. 

Curling her back to look up at me she giggles, "Can't get rid of me." 

"Oh yeah." I bend my knees and lower her into the water. 

As soon as her nose disappears beneath the surface her legs unlock from
about my neck and she falls into the water, coming up a moment later
snorting violently. "Water went up my nose you ba uh bad man." she accuses
between snorts. 

Rene giggles at her sister's outrage and is immediately set upon by
Alison, who starts tickling her unmercifully. Shrieking and squirming
violently she tries to escape her sister to no avail. For a moment it
looks like Anna is going to go to her rescue but the only aid she offers
is to support her head, keeping it above the surface as Alison attacks her
little sister's ribs and belly. 

Finally she shrieks, "STOP! I'm gonna piddle." 

Alison gives her little sister one last dig, before releasing her and
backing away, but that final assault is too much for the little girl and
she lets out a mortified yelp as a pink bloom appears in the water between
her legs. Pressing her fingers against her mound, she turns her head to me
and gives me a beseeching look, "Help, I've gotta go now!" 

Taking hold of her, I lift her to my hip and step from the water and
leaving a dripping trail, I carry her into the house. "Hurry up you two."
I call, figuring the elder girls would want to join in again. 

"Don't wait for us." Alison calls, "We've got something else to do." 

"We do?" Anna says in surprised tones. 

"Yeah..." Alison's voice trails off as the kitchen door closes behind us. 

"All the more for me huh?" I say looking down at Rene. She giggles in
response, and I feel a warm wet pulse against my flank. 

"Oops I wasted some." she says, suppressing a giggle. "Hurry up." 

I finish the trip with three long strides, stepping into the shower
cubicle and lifting her to stand on my shoulders as soon as we pass under
the curtain rail. Even as she settles her feet, pale golden stream
dribbles from between her labia and splashes from my chin. Grasping the
shower hose at the point where it emerges from the wall to steady herself,
she manoeuvres her hips aiming the golden stream into my wide open mouth. 

I avidly gulp the sweet offering down, some of it unavoidably trickling
over my cheeks and down my front as I close my mouth to swallow. "Save
some for me." she reminds me, as the flow slows to a trickle, and then
finishes with a couple of uncoordinated squirts that splash across my
cheeks. 

Holding the last of her pee in my mouth, I carefully lower her until she
can wrap her legs around my waist and pull my head down to her lips.
Opening my mouth over hers, I let my mouthful of urine to trickle over her
tongue and fill her little mouth, allowing the excess to dribble over her
chin and down between us. A moment later I see bubbles rise to the surface
as she briefly gargles with her own piss then gulps it down with a big
smile. After quickly sluicing our bodies down with the shower, we quickly
dry off and go to see what the other two are up to. 

Chapter 27 - Other Lovers. 

As we walk down the hall the first thing I notice is that the lights in
the lounge have been dimmed. As soon as I enter the room I see Anna
sitting on the couch, fully dressed, pretending to watch television.
Alison has taken great care to get everything 'just right', Anna is
sitting with one foot tucked under her thigh, and the skirt of her dress
has been arranged so that I can see a tiny patch of white at the juncture
of her thighs. The mattress which has dominated the center of the room,
has been pushed to one end of the room and is now made up properly. 

Stunned I stop dead in my tracks and Rene, who has not yet seen the scene
set by her sister, runs into me. A stifled giggle from off to the side
causes me to look towards the source of the sound and Alison, still naked
as the day she was born, asks, "Do you like it?" 

"Like it?" I return, sweeping her up into my arms and delivering a
crushing hug. "You bet I like it." 

"Well put me down and go unwrap your present." she says, then pulls my
head down so she can whisper in my ear, "But you'd better put some clothes
on and go and brush your teeth first, and I think you should seduce her.
Is that the right word." 

"Exactly right." I say, delivering a resounding kiss. 

"Hey save it for Anna." she giggles squirming out of my arms and pulling
Rene aside for a whispered consultation. 

Five minutes later, decently dressed, teeth brushed and smelling of a
cologne that CJ keeps in the bathroom, I return to the lounge. Alison and
Rene, are squeezed together into one of the armchairs from where they can
watch without being in the way. 

Suddenly I feel like a schoolboy on his first date, unsure of what to do
and say. Although I have had more than a few child lovers, I had never
seduced any of them even in pretence. Always before, I had seen signs that
the girl was sexually curious of her own accord, before beginning the trip
down the road towards mutual sexual fulfilment. 

Even little Sandy had wordlessly invited my attentions, beginning with a
time some seven months earlier, when she, because of a breakdown on an
unseasonably hot day and no nappy to replace her wet one had contracted a
nasty nappy rash. Left to care for her the following day, I applied a
soothing cream, as her mother had directed me to do if she seemed in any
distress. She fell asleep as I was applying the ointment so rather than
disturb her I left her to sleep without a nappy. 

An hour or so later she woke crying and as soon as I entered the room she
parted her legs, inviting another application of salve. This time I
noticed that she seemed to be deriving pleasure beyond simple relief from
pain, but I thought little of it at the time. However over the course of
the day it became apparent that she was enjoying the tactile contact with
her tiny mound, her podgy little fingers taking over from mine when I'd
finished applying the cream. 

I took the matter no further that day, but a few weeks later, she was left
in my care whilst she was cutting a tooth and when changing her I noticed
that she quieted while I was cleaning her. Again I left it at that, but
some time later, she was still in considerable distress from the tooth
even after the application of an anaesthetic gel. Thinking that another
reason might have been the cause of her distress, I insinuated a finger
into her nappy to check for dampness. 

The response was both immediate and dramatic, her whimpering cries choked
off and her expression smoothed. Opening her nappy, I began a gentle
massage of her infant mound and for the first time since the tooth had
begun to trouble her, she was quiet and her an expression of deep
contentment suffused her tiny features. However when I stopped the massage
she again began to whimper and perforce I returned to caressing her tiny
vulva until she finally dropped off to sleep. 

When she awoke four hours later to the sound of car doors slamming as her
parents returned home, the tooth had broken through and thoroughly rested
she was a completely different person to the miserable little tyke that
her Danny and Angela had left with me that morning. 

Over the next few weeks, I'd briefly sooth her in the guise of a nappy
change if she seemed to be too fractious and I noticed that her mother had
unconsciously begun to do the same, she too noticing that a gentle rub
over her daughter's mound would settle her during a nappy change. Then
another tooth threatened to put in an appearance and nothing that Angela
could do would sooth the poor little mite. Either not realising, or not
willing to go beyond a quick caress of Sandy's pubis, Angela could get no
more than a few seconds of peace. 

I knew what would work, so I offered to take Sandy home with me for a few
hours so that Angela could get some sleep. Grateful for the respite she
readily agreed and only minutes later I had Sandy cooing with delight as I
massaged olive oil into her baby pussy. But this time there was a
difference, instead of becoming drowsy she seemed to become more and more
excited. 

Suddenly I remembered a magazine article I read about girls as young as
only a few weeks old being able to experience an orgasm. Parting her tiny
labia for the first time I noticed her clitoris was hard and erect and I
applied an oil covered finger directly to the tiny little pearl. This
heightened her excitement quite a bit, but she still seemed to be
straining for something that was just out of reach. I'd moved in close to
inspect the tiny, perfect little vulva and it seem the most natural thing
in the world to cover those last few inches and apply my tongue to her
glistening little puss. 

Within seconds I knew that I'd made the right decision as her tiny body
gently convulsed under the influence of her very first climax. She
rewarded my efforts by soaking my beard with pee and by the time I had
finished cleaning her up and pinned her into a fresh nappy, she was fast
asleep a contented look replacing the grimace that had distorted her
features for the past two days. 

Six hours later I retuned her, complete with THREE brand new teeth, to her
grateful and much rested mother. From there it became customary for me to
masturbate my tiny neighbour to orgasm every few days. In that whole time,
my primary concern had been for her pleasure, and although it aroused me
greatly to give her that pleasure, not once had I used her to bring about
my own release. While she had the ability to communicate her wants to me,
there was no way for me to ask her if she was willing to take care of
mine. 

With older girls too the first cues have usually been nonverbal and always
I have allowed them to set the pace and the degree of involvement. In the
case of two sister's it never went beyond a fairly innocent session of
show and tell. 

One of them had accidentally barged in on my whilst I was in the toilet.
She had been considerably embarrassed by the incident and it had taken me
quite some time to calm her down and let her know that I wasn't mad that
she'd seen my pee-pee as she called it. A little later I noticed her in a
huddle with her sister both of them giving me significant glances
punctuated by embarrassed giggles. 

Two days later I was in the same position when I heard muffled giggles
from outside the toilet door and a moment later both girls burst in, their
faces red with embarrassment as they stared at my penis. I let them look
for a few seconds as I finished my business then calmly put it away.
Looking at each other they seemed to come to a decision, and as I stepped
away from the bowl the eldest girl pulled her shorts and knickers down and
with a crimson face sat down and proceeded to pee before I could leave. 

As I turned away her sister blocked the doorway, letting me know that this
little show was for my benefit so I turned back to watch. As my eyes
locked on the little slit between her legs, she kicked her pants off and
spread her legs further apart, giving me a better view of her hairless
labia and the little strip of pink flesh between them. The golden jet
arching from her sweet young mound continued for a few more seconds, them
after wiping herself dry, she made way for her little sister, leaving her
short and knickers in a pile on the floor. 

The younger girl had been wearing a dress and In order to give me an
unobstructed view she had elected to discard it completely. Totally naked,
she sat down in front of me and with her legs spread to their greatest
extent she proceeded to urinate as if my presence was the most natural
thing in the world. 

Only once she has wiped herself dry do they speak for the first time, the
eldest asking me to tell them why we are different and her little sister
asking if they can have a better look at my pee-pee. I scolded them gently
about doing that sort of things with strangers and they replied that I was
special and they knew I wouldn't hurt them. When I said that wasn't a very
good reason that simply insisted that they 'just knew' that I was safe. 

After explaining the reasons why I shouldn't and giving them a number of
opportunities to leave things as they were, they convinced me they really
wanted to do this and we went into their bedroom where they proceeded to
help me out of my clothes as I began to tell them about boys and girls.
Being eight and nine years old, I figured they were old enough for a
fairly complete description of the facts of life. 

As I spoke, we used each other as models to learn about the different
parts of our bodies, and what places felt good to touch. They were
fascinated by the way my cock got stiff when they touched it but did not
seem to be interested in watching me ejaculate. Then having decided that
they had seen everything they wanted to, we got dressed and they returned
to their colouring in and I to my book. 

That evening, as I checked to see if they were asleep, the youngest girl
told me that I was right and she and her sister thought orgasms were the
best thing ever. She gave me a big 'thankyou' kiss and a few minutes later
joined her sister in the land of nod. 

I continued to babysit them on other occasions, but that was the first and
only time we touched each other, though whenever we were alone together,
it was quite common, but not the rule, for one of us to be peeing while
the other's looked on waiting their turn, or simply continuing a
conversation. 

Of all my young lovers Jenny was probably the most forward. I'd answered
an ad in the newspaper for a maths and science tutor. The first couple of
times I'd tutored her, I did it in their home but it quickly became
apparent that her younger brother who had a major personality disorder and
was subject to bouts of prolonged screaming, was too much of a disruption
for me to do my job properly, so the sessions were moved to my home. 

Some three months later, her father's job took him to Japan for a week and
in order to present the right image he was asked to take his wife with
him. They were able to make alternative arrangements for her brother,
leaving him with his grandparents, but this would have made it impossible
for Jenny to attend school, so they asked me if I would look after her for
the week and provide some intensive tutoring at the same time. As my house
was actually closer to her school than her own it was decided that she
would stay with me. 

Over that week we explored just about every sexual variation a man and a
ten year old child could accomplish; masturbation, sucking and fucking;
anal sex; water sports; bondage; dominance and submission, with both of us
taking the role of top; even a little mild pain. We took every step with
our eyes wide open and we enjoyed every single minute. Jenny lead and I
followed; she took me to places I'd heard of but never visited. I was her
instructor and she was my guide. 

[If you want to learn more of my adventures with Jenny, read my story
'Babysitter - Jenny'.] 

Afterword: In this story there a couple of things that go a bit beyond the
pale: 

First, there is the little vignette at the start with Sandy. I'm a little
ambivalent on that one. In one sense I find it quite erotic, but in
another it is a little worrisome to me. 

I have often noticed, when changing babies, that they derive much pleasure
from first being cleaned and then having ointments applied. Left to
themselves they will happily play with their genitals for quite some time
and afterwards it is very easy to put them down for naps. 

The worry to me, is that if an adult does assist an infant in exploring
their own sexuality, they must stop before the child becomes articulate,
because of the laws of our society. Leaving the child confused and
wondering why the games have stopped. 

It is an unfortunate reflection on human nature, that such laws are
necessary. Putting aside the neuroses brought about by the cultural
baggage of poorly thought out morals. It is my belief that the majority of
parents and carers would welcome something that brought so much pleasure
to their charges. 

Second, is the matter of giving drugs to a minor child. This is totally
repugnant to me, but that is how the story wrote itself, so I guess that
something in my subconscious, felt that it needed to be said. 

I write these stories in an almost totally linear fashion, only twice, in
nearly two megabytes of words, have I had to go back to adjust an earlier
scene to match a later one. Even within a scene the words are written as
they come. The only editing I do is to clean up my phrasing and grammar. 

I'll go on to say, that in my life I have known of two minor children, who
have been allowed to smoke marijuana by their parents. 

The first was the twelve year old son of somebody a friend had taken me
to, to score from. He was a violent little shit, who would beat his mother
senseless if she didn't give it to him and the boy's father was the sort
to cheer him on. Needless to say, I never went back there and when a month
later, I heard the father was in jail and the boy in juvenile detention, I
cheered. 

The second was the child of a neighbour. They did it, because of
adulterated drugs that were circulating in the streets at the time. I
don't know if their approach was the right one, but I do know that the
girl, who was becoming something of a rebel, calmed down and her grades at
school improved markedly. With the addition of a specific predatory
individual, this tale has been told in my story. 


Author: Clayton <clayton@nym.alias.net>
Website: http://www.mrdouble.com/clayton.htm
-- CJ
I don't write any stories. I'm just a reader, and sometimes a reposter.


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