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Title: A DAUGHTER LOST, A DAUGHTER FOUND
Summary: (Final chapter (extended revision)) George runs off with his
girlfriend's 12 year old daughter and her friend but not before achieving
Fionas fantasies and a few o his own.
Keywords: MF Mg ped pedo pre-teen pre-school inc oral anal ws
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   Chapter 5 JEMMA COMES ON, JUDY DOESN'T

   George awoke the following morning to the sound of giggles.  Fiona was
sleeping soundly as he slid out of bed and crept towards the noise.  The
two girls were still under the sheets of Jemma's single bed.  They were
giggling away at something.  They were still children, hormones had
equipped their bodies to function with some sexually maturity, but they
really, they were still children at heart.  He left the to their game to
put the kettle on.

   George crept back past their room to empty his bladder in the bathroom.
He was stood in front of the toilet trying to piss through his morning hard
on when Judy walked in on him.  Momentarily startled, the couple stood
silently wondering what to do.  "Sorry," said Judy her eyes glued on
George's morning magnificence.  "I need to pee," she mouthed as she shifted
from foot to foot, her hand holding her crotch.  George beckoned her
towards the toilet.  There was no room for modesty for a girl who'd just
had her arse reamed.  Judy lifted her nightdress and sat her panty-less
butt on the throne.  George loved watching little girls peeing; he dropped
to his knees in front of her to get a close up view.  Judy had never peed
in front of guy before.  Even though she was bursting, having a guy's eyes
inches from her bladder exit was inhibiting her.

   George took her hands in his and kissed them.  He smelt the unmistakable
smell of girl juice on her fingers.  Sniffing at her fingers, "where have
these fingers been?" he asked.  Judy giggled, "don't you recognise the
smell?" she asked.  George sniffed again.  He'd learnt from the night
before that the two girls smelt pretty much the same.  It could have been
either of them.  "Smells like Jemma to me," he announced, hoping it was. 
Judy nodded her head and giggled.  The giggling relaxed her hold on her
bladder and piss spluttered from her pussy lips.  Surprised she momentarily
stopped the flow before relaxing to allow the piss to splutter out again
quickly forming into a fast jet a piss.  She could see the delight in
George's face as he watched the miracle of body fountains.  George placed
his hand, palm up, beneath the flow.  Judy giggled as she saw her hot piss
splashing off George's hand.  Her fountain returned to a splutter then just
drips as her bladder emptied.  George pulled her forward on the toilet seat
and pushed her back giving him access to her sweet pre-teen pussy.  Close
up he could now see she wasn't totally bald she had a few sparse hairs
which were blonde and fine.  Lowering his head he drunk in the smell of sex
juice and urine before divining his tongue into her slit and lapping up the
nectar.  Judy's body shivered as tingles rippled up from her crotch.  She
held his head pulling it into her, she wanted his tongue deeper in her
hole.

   George was just contemplating the thought of burying his morning glory
into the wet juice tube when he heard a noise come from outside; the couple
froze.  George mouthed, "you go first." Judy quickly exited back to her
room.  Jemma was still in bed, she'd dozed off, so the noise hadn't been
her.  George scanned up and down the hallway, Fiona's door was open.  Fear
of capture had shrivelled his dick so at least he could empty his bladder.
Flushing the loo behind him he found Fiona in the kitchen making tea. 
Kissing her neck from behind, "Good morning sweetheart," he greeted.  "Good
morning baby.  You were asleep when I came in.  Are you OK?" she asked. 
"I'm fine, I'd been down the pub, had a few drinks and crashed out," he
lied.  "Jemma's got her friend here sleeping over," he told her.  "Judy?"
she asked.  "Yes, Judy," he replied.  "That's nice, I always feel sorry for
Judy, she's had such a rough childhood," she revealed.  "What kind of
rough?" he asked.  "Her mother was an alcoholic and a drug addict.  From
being a baby Judy was in care and foster homes until a couple of years
ago," she explained.  Poor Judy thought George feeling guilty having
conspired with Jemma to use her as their fuck toy.

   George had promised his publishers they would have the proof for his new
book by Monday.  He'd need most of the weekend to put the finishing touches
to his latest novel.  He'd started writing children's books and children's
adventure stories 10 years previously.  He wasn't the most successful
author but the income was enough to save him from the drudgery of his
previous day job.  He'd set up his office in Fiona's third bedroom and
after a shower and breakfast he settled in front of the computer.

   It was nearly noon when the girls appeared from their lair.  After
greeting Jemma's mom Judy went looking for George.  She found him typing
away.  "What you doing?" she asked.  George explained as he admired her
dishevelled hair, unwashed unblemished skin and big bright eyes.  Having
been told her history, he looked at her in a different light, she wasn't a
slut, she was a survivor.  Judy noticed the banana shape in George's pants.
Giggling she prodded it with a pointed finger.  "When do I get to taste
it?" she asked.  "Next time you go to the loo, give me the nod and I'll
follow," he replied.  "You're kinky!" she giggled, "That's OK!  I'm kinky
too!" she continued.  Slut or survivor, she was a little temptress.  she
knew all the moves, the way she held herself, the coy look, the devilish
look, the naughty words.  she was years ahead of her 12 years.

   Jemma soon came looking for her friend.  "George, needs to work don't
pester him," Jemma scolded.  Judy winked at him before skipping off with
her friend.

   It was a hot summer day.  By mid afternoon it was too hot to work. 
George could hear a commotion outside and went to investigate.  Fiona and
the girls were in the garden.  Fiona lay sunbathing naked.  Her black pussy
hair had a sheen to it making it look invitingly healthy.  Jemma was
wearing a tiny yellow bikini.  Judy was in her knickers and bra.  The girls
were having a hose fight.  They were fighting for possession of the garden
hose and chasing each other with it.  They were soaked but that was OK, it
was hot.  George lay on a lounger alongside Fiona.  Judy's white cotton
school knickers soaked up the water and held it.  Her pussy was exposed
through the sagging gusset.  "Did we disturb you?" asked Fiona.  "No it's
too hot in there, I'm taking a break," he told her.  Judy was holding onto
her knickers with one hand whilst jostling for the hose with the other. 
The moment she let go to get a stronger grip of the hose her knickers sunk
to her ankles.  Not missing a beat she stepped out of them and continued
chasing her friend.  George smiled as he watched the girls rolling in the
grass.  Judy's pussy was displayed, stretched and agape and in so many
different poses.

   "Mom can I take my suit off, Judy's got hers off and you've got yours
off," asked Jemma realising that she was loosing the fight for George's
attention.  Fiona looked at George for direction.  "Kids like running
free," George responded.  "If you have to," Fiona replied despondently. 
Jemma slipped out of her suit whilst Judy discarded her bra.  Naked the two
children continued their game.  They were children, they were sexually
mature children, but they still had a childish innocence and they still
liked playing childish games.

   George didn't know where to look.  Fiona's bush kept shouting stroke me;
Judy's tits were shouting suck me; Jemma's bum was shouting deflower me. 
His dick was uncomfortable, tenting in his pants.

   The girls eventually exhausted each other and went inside the get some
cold drinks.  As soon as they were out of sight Fiona reached across
sliding her hand up the leg of George's shorts to find the banana in his
pants.  "I hope this guy's thinking about me and not those two teasers,"
she said squeezing his shaft.  "Actually I was thinking about something I
had planned for you tonight," he lied.  "Tell me," she stuttered excitedly.
"No.  it'll ruin what I have planned," he told her.  "Please, please, tell
me!" she begged.  "It's a surprise!  It won't be a surprise if I tell you,"
he said scrambling for words as, in fact, he had nothing planned.  The two
teasers returned with drinks for everyone.  Fiona lay on her stomach
tanning her back.  She was now in a state, her pussy tingled at
anticipation of what was planned.  She ground it into the sun bed but
couldn't get relief.  Reaching under herself as if to rearrange herself she
grabbed her pussy pressing hard onto her clit to got a second of relief
from the incredible itch.

   The two girls sat, cross legged on the grass opposite, drinking their
drinks.  They knew what they were doing.  They were doing what comes
naturally to little girls.  Nothing delights a little girl more than seeing
a boy or man drooling.  They'd also noticed the banana in his pants and
delighted at George's discomfort.  With Fiona face down looking the other
way, Judy provocatively dipped a finger along her slit and into her soppy
wet fuck tube.  Drawing it out like she was scooping up some goo she put it
in her mouth and sucked it.  Jemma could see George drooling at the antics
of her so called friend.  Not to be out done she peeled open her pussy lips
exposing the dark interior of her hole.  Licking her lips she mouthed the
words, "Fuck me, PLEASE!"

   This was an impossible situation.  George couldn't work out a plan to
get any one of them alone.  He was pretty sure he could get Fiona to
perform but he wanted one or both of the girls.  He decided to end the
torment; "I'm hot!  I'm going to take a cold shower," he announced.

   That left the three girls, trying to figure out how they could get at
him in the shower without the others knowing.  It was madness!  Four people
all begging to be fucked and all at a stand off position.

   Standing under the cold shower George stroked his aching dick.  He could
have easily relieved himself but refused to do so, deciding to fight the
urge so as to be ready to unload it into one of the girls at a moments
notice, should an opportunity arise.  After the cold shower he settled back
to work on his book.  Concentration on work was difficult.  Not only was
his balls bubbling away he'd promised Fiona a surprise and had to come up
with something.

   By early evening he'd come up with a plan for Fiona.  Judy left about
6pm shortly before George, Fiona and Jemma sat down for dinner.  After
dinner George and Fiona shared a bottle of wine whilst watching TV with
Jemma.  Jemma lay on her stomach on the carpet floor in front of them.  She
knew her dress had hiked up displaying her panties.  Propped up on her
elbows, from time to time she'd splay her legs giving George a display of
the damp gusset.  Fiona was oblivious to her daughter's teasing, she was
nibbling George's ear getting hornier by the minute thinking about her
surprise.  Realising the futility of her teasing, Jemma decided to read a
book in bed.  Fiona was inside the front of George's pants the minute she
left the room.  "Tell me?" asked Fiona.  "Tell you what?" teased George. 
She thumped his arm.  "OK, we're going into the woods," he told her. 
"Shall I wear anything special?" she asked.  "Yes wear a short skirt and
big knickers," he told her.  Her mind raced, "What could he have in mind
for her that needed her to wear big knickers?" she thought.  George had
earlier secreted some crape bandaging to use as ties, blindfolds and gags
and Fiona's vibrator.  She owned on the those imitation dick vibrators
which had a bell end that swivelled.

   Fiona returned wearing a skirt that just about covered her crotch. 
Lifting her dress she displayed a pair of full white panties she used when
at the gym.  "These OK?" she asked.  "Perfect!" George replied.  George led
Fiona into the woods at the back of her house.  She was trembling with
anticipation.  Stepping off the pathway a few metres he positioned her in
front of a tree and tied her hands around the tree.  He then blindfolded
and gagged her, then slid the vibrator inside the back of her knickers. 
Fiona gasped as the plastic replica slid easily up her well-lubricated
tube. Flicking the switch on George left her tied to the tree with the
vibrator swirling away in her muff tube.  Stepping back he stopped for a
second to admire his work.  Fiona was wriggling her butt trying to
manoeuvre the vibrator onto her 'G' spot.

   Leaving her to it, he ran back to the house to find Jemma laying on her
bed fingering her slit.  Jemma jumped, startled by his early return. 
"Where's mom?" she asked.  "She bumped into a friend and said she'll be
about half an hour," he told her as he fell between her legs, head first
into her muff.  Hungrily he munched away on her sweet little girl meat. 
She was already juicy from an afternoon's teasing and an evening's finger
fucking.  With one hand over her mouth and the other on the back of
George's head she fought desperately to hold back her screams.  George dug
his tongue deep inside her silky depths drinking liberally at the slimy
issue.  "Piss in my mouth, please let your bladder loose on me!" he said to
himself trying to project his thoughts.  Eating his way up her naked frame
he brought his pre-cum spewing dick to the entrance of her honey pot. 
Mouth open, Jemma held her breath as he hot man meat pushed at her tight
little hole.  She felt him enter her millimetre by millimetre, each
millimetre stretching her and heightening her pleasure.  After what felt
like a week she felt his balls hit her arse.  "Ughhhhh!" she gasped as his
steel-hard pole shoved her cervix into her stomach.  "You don't know how
that feels!" she said.  "Tell me how it feels!" he asked her.  "It feels
sooooooo good, so full, so very full!" she replied.  George pulled back
before ramming home.  "Oh yes, fuck me deep, fuck your little girl, hurt
me, please, deeper, harder!" she gasped.  Reaching under her butt George
found her back door with his probing fingers.  With a finger lodged up her
arse he pumped into her pussy like a piston engine.  Unable to maintain
control, Jemma screamed as orgasm wracked her body.  George peeled open her
eyelids, he wanted to look into her eyes as he pumped his seed into her. 
All he could see was white as her eye balls turned up in her head.  Jemma
felt his dick pulsing, she felt the hot seed pumping into her tight hole.
She felt her love tube balloon as the sponk issued forth pushing to find a
new home.  The fit was so tight most of it was squeezed into her uterus
through the tiny hole in her cervix.  A small amount managed to escape to
the outside world by squeezing past the almost airtight fit of George's
dick.  George's nuts had been brewing sperm all day and had a considerable
mass.  She could feel her tiny fuck tube ballooning under pressure.

   George lay there waiting for her to come down to earth, his finger still
lodged in her arse.  Her eyes flickered as she regained her senses. 
Feeling the warm after glow, she smiled at him.  He wriggled his finger in
her rectum momentarily startling her, she'd forgotten it was there. 
"You're rude!" she mocked.  "Can I put my willie up your bum hole?" he
asked here.  "I don't know, it looked painful when you did Judy," she
replied.  "We can't keep doing this, you'll get pregnant," he told her. 
"That's OK," she said smiling at him.  "What's up with these pre-teens, why
do they all want to get pregnant, are they mad," he thought to himself.  As
his mind wondered he suddenly remembered about Fiona.  "Go to rush, see you
later" he said as he jumped from the bed.  Jemma grabbed her crotch knowing
what was in there and what would come out and over her bed sheets if she
didn't stop it.

   George quickly washed Jemma smells from him as best he could a ran back
to where he left Fiona.  As he approached her he saw her knickers and the
vibrator on the ground.  Puzzled he undid the gag.  "Oh God that was
unbelievable," she gasped.  "You were unbelievable, you made it feel so
real, I really felt like I was being raped, even your dick felt different,
everything felt so different, my mind was playing tricks with me, that was
the most incredible fucking I've ever had," she told him.  Shocked, bemused
and intrigued, "which part did you like best?" he asked her.  "The fucking
of course but that was a small part of it, the suspense, the feeling of
being alone an vulnerable, scared and excited that a real rapist would come
and rape me, scared that a policeman or other person would come and find me
humiliated tied to a tree with a vibrator buzzing inside me, all those
fears running in my head in the quiet stillness then suddenly feeling my
knickers being pulled down and the vibrator replaced with your hot fat
dick, it was fantastic," she told him as he untied her.  What could he say,
should he tell her that a passing stranger had raped her?  He couldn't see
the point, she was supremely content with what she believed.  He'd earned a
million brownie points with her and he'd fucked her daughter, seemed like a
win, win, win situation for him, mom and daughter.

   Fiona picked up her knickers and stuffed them between her legs.  "My God
how much did you cum?  It's running down my legs and it's still coming
out!" she remarked.  George slid the vibrator in his pocket and held Fiona,
helping her as she stumbled forward on shaky legs.

   Back home, he poured them both a nice G & T and delivered Fiona's to her
as she soaked in the bath.  "Shall I pour in some bath salts?" asked George
as he thought about how he really wanted her totally flushing out.  He was
comfortable with her getting the fucking she wanted but wasn't happy
thinking about someone else's goo inside her.

   Fiona soaked until her skin started to wrinkle.  She wasn't bothered
about the sponk in her tube she was just physically and mentally spent from
the experience and TOTALLY satisfied.

   Climbing from the bath she found George in the lounge and kissing his
forehead she thanked him again and bid him good night.

   George worked on his book all day Sunday whilst looking forward to
Monday morning.  Fiona started her week of 7am to 3pm shifts which would
give him an hour with Jemma each morning.

   Fiona was out of the house by 6.30am the following morning.  George was
in Jemma's bed before her car had reached the end of the drive.  Spooning
in behind the sleepy 12 year old he slid his hand down the front of her
panties.  Probing her damp slit his finger encountered a string.  Searching
the foreign body he probed its length and direction.  "Have you come on
sweetie?" he whispered into her sleepy head.  The head nodded.  "Buggar,"
he thought as his lay back, his dick shrivelling at the thought of blood.
"Oh well, at least she's not pregnant," he thought, looking on the bright
side.

   She was 'on' all week.  He was forced to get his jollies with Fiona.  On
a couple of mornings he'd tried to get the twelve year old to blow him but
she kept falling asleep!

   Fiona was getting more and more obsessed with the rape game.  As he
banged away at her she begged him to tell her how she would get raped and
to make up different scenario.  She made him promise he'd take her back to
the woods.

   Saturday evening came.  Fiona had been shivering all day in anticipation
at what he might have installed for her.  As soon as Jemma was in bed she
was over him like a rash.  "OK get the big knickers and slutty skirt on,"
he told her." "Will we need the dildo?" she asked her voice quivering. 
"Yes,' he replied.

   George took Fiona to the same tree in the woods.  He was hoping the same
guy who'd fucked her the week earlier would come back otherwise he'd have
to pretend to rape her.  He tied Fiona to the tree, blindfolding and
gagging her before inserting the dildo as last time.  "I'm going to leave
you now, you'll be here alone and open to any passing stranger," he
whispered in her ear taunting her.  As he crept off he looked back and
smiled when he saw the dildo twirling in her pants.

   George got himself a comfortable position hiding in the bushes.  Almost
an hour went by and nobody came.  Fiona had gone from trembling
anticipation to trembling with the cold.  George was just about to go and
fuck her when three young men came along.  They looked to be about 15 or 16
years old.  They were giggling.  On stood 'look out' whilst the other two
crept up behind Fiona.  He saw Fiona jump as she felt a pair of hands pull
down her knickers exposing her naked arse to the cold night air.  The lad
dropped his pants and pulling the dildo from her, he replaced it with his
dick.  His friend undid her blouse and groped her tits.  He stroked his
erection whist the first guy pumped into like a piston engine.  George
could hear Fiona groaning as the young man fucked her eager pussy.  He saw
the first guy slow to a stop, his seed no doubt unloading deep inside her.

   When the second guy pushed up inside her, Fiona realised this was for
real.  This was definitely a different dick.  The second guy was much
bigger than the first.  She was being raped.  She didn't know who it was or
how many they were.  She was helpless to stop them.  She was frightened and
excited.  What would they do next?  The fear and anticipation added to her
excitement.  His dick was fat, it stretched her.  His hands squeezed her
tits as his fat dick slid easily up and down her well lubed fuck tube,
squishing in his pals sponk.  She felt his hot breath on her neck as he
fucked her pussy hard.  The lad heard a muffled, "yes, yes, harder," come
from Fiona's gagged mouth.  He banged her arse like a dog on heat as his
nuts pumped their load inside her to join his friends sticky mess.  Fiona
could feel sponk running freely down the insides of her thighs.  There was
a moment of stillness.  Had they gone, were they coming back.

   The third guy was stood stroking his dick.  He could see in the
moonlight the oceans of sponk running from her cunt and dribbling to the
ground.  It looked messy.  He contemplated untying her and fucking her
mouth.  Seeing his pals looking impatient, he shoved his dick into the
sloppy contents of her cunt.

   Fiona gasped at the third invasion into her abused hole.  After a couple
pumps into the sloppy goo, the third guy pulled out of her pussy and lined
up at her back door.  Fiona screamed as his dick pushed straight up her
arse hole.  Her arse burnt as his dick stretched her sphincter.  The
feeling of being powerless to stop them abusing her, the sponk running down
her legs and the stallion raping her arse pushed Fiona to her second
orgasm. The young man reached round her to find her clit which he pulled on
as he banged into her arse.

   George couldn't see where his dick was but he could see the tell tales
signs of orgasm as the young mans body shuddered, his love juice filling
her colon.

   The last guy finished, the three lads ran off giggling.

   Fiona hung like a rag doll from the tree.  She was fucked, well and
truly fucked.  Her legs buckled, her body held aloft by the ties on her
wrists.  Sponk dribbled from her pussy and arse holes.

   George came to her rescue.  Untying her she slumped to the ground.  "Are
you OK?" he asked.  'Yes, I think so," she stuttered.  Helping her to her
feet he held her as she tried to steady herself.  "Who were they?" she
asked.  "Three young lads," passing by he told her.  She shivered at the
thought of what had occurred.

   Feeling the mess running down her thighs, "have you got some tissues?"
she asked.  "No, sorry shall I can run back to the house and get some," he
asked.  "No, no, don't leave me again," she said having had enough rape for
one night.  George watched as she tried to scoop up the sponk in her cupped
fingers and flick it to the ground.  "I'm a mess," she said stating the
obvious.  "Why don't you take a piss that might help," he suggested.

   Not wanting to crouch down for fear she might not get up again, leaning
back on the tree, she lifted her dress and spread her legs.  George watched
as piss spluttered out.  George cupped his hand under the flow.  He then
covered her mons forcing the piss up inside her.  Removing his hand he
watched as buckets of sponk-piss gushed from her hole streaming down her
thighs like a river.  Catching her piss in his hand he used it to washed
her pussy and legs.  Her piss splattered to an end.  She was covered in
piss but it would soon dry to nothing rather than the crust had the sponk
been left on.  She leaned on him heavily as they walked back home.

   George got Fiona into the bath before making them both a stiff drink. 
Sitting besides her they sipped their drinks as she soaked her abused
holes.

   "Did you watch them?" she asked.  "Yes," he replied.  "What was it
like?" she asked.  "It was a bit frustrating, I could see them fucking you
but I couldn't see the detail," he told her.  They sat silently drinking
their drinks both replaying the recent events in their heads.

   George put Fiona to bed and waited until he was sure she was sound
asleep before slipping in alongside Jemma.  Spooning up besides her he slid
his rock hard pole inside the sleeping girl.  He hadn't got past half a
dozen strokes before his aching nuts exploding their load inside her.

   On the Monday, Fiona reverted back to the 3pm to 11pm shift giving him
each evening alone with Jemma.  He'd got her on the pill so the couple
could shag with impunity.  By the following Friday, Jemma was so sore that
she was glad to invite Judy for another sleep-over to give her pussy a
break.  At a point in the evening when he was balls deep in Judy's wet
silky fuck tube and had just finished pumping rope after rope of baby seed
into her uterus, Judy whispered in his ear, "I'm late." With his mind
elsewhere, "Late for what?" he stupidly asked.  "Late for my period," she
explained.  The blood drained from his dick which unceremoniously fell from
her hole.  In a well worked routine she cupped her hole plugging the flow
whilst she skipped off to the loo.  George sat stunned.  "What did she say
just then?" asked Jemma who had been sat besides them watching the show. 
"She said she's late," he told her.  "Late for what?" she asked making the
two of them stupid.  "Late for her period," he explained.  "Oh my God!"
cried Jemma who ran off to the loo to question her friend.  With the loo
occupied George mopped the goo from his dick with a bunch of tissues before
pouring himself a stiff drink.

   The girls eventually returned.  Judy was biting her lip, clearly worried
at the response she might receive.  "I'm sorry to ask this but is it mine?"
he asked.  "Everybody else has worn a condom," she revealed.  "Have you
told anybody else?" he asked.  "No," she replied.  "What shall I do?" she
asked.  "Well the first thing you must do is buy one of those test strips
that you wee on, if that's positive you should make a decisions on whether
you want to keep it or have it aborted and then get yourself to a doctor,"
he told her.

   With the evening now well and truly diverted, the two pre-teens slid off
to bed leaving George with the bottle.

   All this and he still had the insatiable needs of Fiona to deal with. 
He'd concluded that the only way to keep her satisfied was to join a
swingers group.  They had their first meeting with the group on the
Saturday night at a members house about 50 miles from them.  Fiona was
bubbling with excitement as she packed her bag.

   They arrived at the large country house in early evening.  Tim and
Mollie, the host greeted the new members and made them feel comfortable. 
New members were always popular for obvious reasons.  Mollie, who was
bisexual took Fiona off for girl talk.  Tim got George sorted with a drink
and set about making him feel comfortable.  "Is there anything in
particular, you're looking for?" asked Tim.  "Well actually, yes, there is,
Fiona has this fantasy about being raped, she likes to be tied up gagged,
blindfolded and raped," he told him.  "That won't be a problem, is she
straight or bi," he asked.  "Mainly straight but open to try another woman
or women," he replied.  "You're a lucky man," Tim told him.  "Why?" he
asked.  "It's not law but it's sort of an unwritten rule that if some guy's
fucking your partner you get to fuck his partner," he explained.  "And you,
what do you like?" he asked.  "I like young girls," George told him.  "How
young?" he asked.  "Anything from four to forty," he replied.  "I'll
introduce you to the Claytons later," Tim told him.

   The guests arrived one by one until the was 10 couples.  They all sat
down for dinner and drinks.  Tim sat George and Fiona next to Nick and Sara
Clayton.  Tim whispered something in Nick's ear then in Sara's ear.  Nick
turned to George, "Tim tells me you like 'em young," he revealed.  "I do,"
George replied.  "Do you have any children of your own," he asked.  "No,"
George replied not wanting to get Jemma involved in anything.  "Oh, that's
a pity," he replied.  "Why?" asked George.  "We're nudists and we're
members of a junior swingers club, members bring their kids and we fool
around," he told him.  "If you had kids, you could have joined us," he
continued,

   George scanned the table making his list of who he'd like to fuck whilst
Fiona was being 'raped.'

   "What kind of stuff do you and Fiona like to do," asked Nick eying Fiona
up.  "Fiona has this fantasy about being raped, she likes to be tied up
gagged, blindfolded and raped," he told him.  "Tim's arranged for her to be
tied up on one of the beds," he continued.  "Wow, that's so cool," cried
Tim his dick twitching with anticipation.  After dinner and more drinks the
couples went off to get changed.  They returned wearing a variety of
provocative clothing which generally portrayed their sexual proclivity. 
Four couples including Nick and Sara being completely naked.  "The naked
ones are members of our nudist group," Nick told George.

   Tim and Mollie led Fiona away to be tied to the bed.  Mollie drooling at
the prospects of molesting Fiona's 'new member' body.  "George, I'd much
appreciate being first to 'rape' Fiona, I'm sure Sara would show my
appreciation," he Nick him.  "Sounds good to me," George responded.

   Nick was first at the head of a queue forming outside the bedroom.  By
the end of the hour Fiona lay in a pool of sponk having been fucked by five
guys.  On one occasion two had fucked her at the same time, one up her
pussy and one in her mouth.

   George had fucked Sara royally and having decided to join the nudists
was sat in the garden with Sara's friend's head wrapped round his flaccid
member trying to suck it to erection.  She eventually got him up, he fucked
her and one other before retiring to bed at about 2am.  Fiona was still
tied to the bed having been fucked by another 4 guys.  He untied her and
helped her to the bathroom to clean up.

   He turned the sodden mattress before getting them both down for a well
earned sleep.

   Next morning over breakfast Nick approached him, "I've been talking to
some of my friends here, they were much impressed with Fiona (and you of
course) and although you don't have any kids, they've asked me to invite
you to our next JSC meeting," he told him.  "That's great, we'd love to
cum, Fiona's always ready to be raped," he replied.

   The next day George met the pregnant Judy.  She confirmed that the pee
strip had shown positive.  He met here again during the week when she
confirmed that she'd seen a doctor and her pregnancy had been confirmed. 
She also told him that she would not have it aborted.

   He had choices to make: He could cut and run.  He could stay and ask her
to keep the identity of the father a secret.  He could stay and face the
music.  He could run off with Judy.

   He decided to discuss it with Jemma.  "If you decide to run away can I
come with you?" she asked.  "I can't just run off and leave Judy to deal
with all that is to some on her own," he told her.  "Could you take the two
of us?" she asked.  "How would you feel about that?  I've always told you
that you are my first love and Judy was a toy for us to play with.  If I
take both of you I'd have to love you both equally and you'd have to love
us both equally or it wouldn't work.  Could you do that?" he asked.  "I'd
do anything to be with you," she said throwing her arms around him and
hugging him.  George decided that he'd run to another country taking the
two girls with him.

   After a week of listening to Fiona re-live every moment of being fucked
by nine guys, the following Saturday George drove them about 100 miles to
the meeting of the JSC.  Again it was a large house in the country.  They
arrived mid afternoon to find a group of about 20 adults and 25 children of
various ages.  All of them were completely naked.  They had a heated pool
in the garden.  The parents were sunbathing, drinking and eating whilst the
kids ran round jumping in and out of the pool.

   Nick introduced them to the group.  There was all shapes and sizes
amongst them.  All looked to be under 40.  A couple of the females looked
shagable.  A couple of the guys had huge dongers but thankfully there were
two he could see that looked a bit smaller than him.  The kids ranged in
age from tiny tots to mid teens.  Some of the mid teen girls had nice size
tits and full grown bush.  There was also a couple of examples of girls
metamorphosing, their hormones just switched on, their areolas swelling,
hips forming, butts rounding and pussies with sparse strands of hair on
them.  And there were the pre-teens that followed them like laps dogs, they
trying to shake off the younger kids following them.  All gloriously and
unashamedly naked.

   Nick took them to heir room.  "You can keep your clothes on or off, it's
up to you," he told them.  George sat on the bed with Fiona.  "What do you
think?" he asked her.  "I think we'd look less conspicuous with our clothes
off," she said, feeling a little tingle at the thought of all those men
looking at her naked body.  "What do you think?" she asked.  "I agree but I
might not be so inconspicuous with a raging hard on," he replied.  She
laughed.  "Come on, in for a penny in for a pound," she told him as she
stripped down to skin.  George followed her example trying to think of
football and the situation in the middle east and the price of fish or
anything that'd keep his cock down.

   As soon as they reached the garden and the sight of all that oestrogen
George's cock started to rise.  "Here, come and sit here," Sara said as she
sat him in a chair next to hers.  "It's less conspicuous when your sat
down,' she told him.  Sara looked lustfully at the purple head of Georges
dick peeking through his foreskin.  Having seen so much naked flesh and so
many orgies for so many years, many of the male members needed viagra to
get it up.  Viagra worked but for some inexplicable reason, the girls
preferred a dick which rose because the owner was excited not because he
was full of drugs.

   Nick took Fiona for a swim whilst Sara chatted with George.  "See
anything you like?" asked Sara.  "Only about twenty or thirty things,"
replied George.  "On the presumption that you couldn't do it twenty times
where would you like to start," asked Sara who liked to talk dirty. 
Scanning the options, George shook his head in awe.  "See that little girl
over there with the dark hair and pigtails, would you like to have here?"
she asked pointing to a six year old chasing her friend.  "I would like
that very much," replied George salivating.  "Tell me what you'd like to do
with her?" asked Sara.  "I'd like to pull her legs wide apart and examine
her inside before burying my tongue deep inside her," George told her
sensing that she liked talking dirty.  "Would you like to watch me?" he
asked.  Sara felt a twinge in her clit which she felt compelled to rub.  "I
would like to watch, tell me what else you'd like to do with her?" she said
pressing him for more details of how he might abuse her.  "I'd like to
watch her suck my dick whilst I licked her honey pot and botty hole," he
told Sara watching as she fingered her clit.  "You're a naughty boy," Sara
said puckering her lips.

   "Megan," Sara shouted to the little girl.  Megan skipped across.  "Yes
mommy?" she asked.  Wow George was blown away, this was Sara's daughter. 
Sara had been getting off talking to him about him molesting her daughter.
"This is uncle George, say hello to uncle George," she told the tyke. 
Megan held out her hand to shake George's hand.  George trembled as he took
her baby soft fingers in his.  He stared at her soft white skin, tiny pink
nipples and dark deep slit entrance to her honey pot.  "OK sweetie, off you
run," she told her.  George watched her chubby white melon cheeked arse as
she ran off.

   "You can have her later," if you want, offered Sara.  "I'm not sure I'll
make it until later," said George looking down at his pre-cum dripping
erection.  "The ones that are going will start drifting off soon leaving
the ones who are staying for the fun," she told him as she wrapped her hand
around the end of his knob and squeezed.  Scooping up a dollop of pre-cum
onto her finger she placed it in her mouth and sucked.  "Mmmm, I do like
pre-cum, it's tasty without the lumps," she whispered.  "You're a naughty
girl," said George puckering his lips into a kiss.  "I am," she confirmed.

   The guests who were leaving started to drift off leaving the swingers
behind.  George looked anxiously at one little butterfly who had caught his
eye hoping she was staying.  She looked to be about 11 years old.  A small
skinny girl who'd giggled and chased all day.  Her tits were just swollen
areola and she had a few strands of hair on her pussy.  At a point in time
when she was wresting her friend on the grass he'd seen her slit open and
the pink interior looked quite juicy.  He liked girls when their internal
body clock had just switched on their pussy juice maker.

   Fiona disappeared into the house with Nick.  Smiling, she winked at
George as she passed.  She was anxious to feel the bindings on her wrists
and ankles.

   Sara shouted Megan over.  Picking her up, Sara sat her on George's lap,
facing him with her legs straddling his.  Megan giggled as she looked down
between them.  Georges dick was like a flag pole without a flag.  The tiny
tot reached out and circling his knob end with her little hand, she squoze
it.  She giggled as she squoze and unsquoze his dick causing the pre-cum to
run out over the edge and across her hand.  George's eyes darted between
watching her hand squeeze his dick and her baby slit which was agape
exposing the pink interior.  Megan still had the remains of her puppy fat
on her tummy and her pussy which was full and fat.  George looked at Sara
for encouragement.  Sara nodded, smiling as she fingered her own slit. 
Sliding a hand under Megan George probed the entrance to her sticky wet
baby fuck tube.  Megan wanked his dick, clearly knowing how to give a hand
job.  "Should we go inside?" suggested Sara.

   George carried Megan, savouring her soft botty and hot hole on his arm.
Sara led them to a first floor bedroom.  On the way they passed the bedroom
where Fiona was tied to the bed.  Four guys and Mollie were with her.  One
was fucking her pussy, another in her mouth whilst the other two groped her
body.  Mollie was sucking her tits Sara sat on an easy chair in the bedroom
with Megan sat on her lap leaning back on her mom using mom's tits as a
pillow.  Lay on her mom like that Megan's open legged pussy was positioned
just above mom's.  George knelt in front of them.  Peeling Megan's pussy
lips open he looked inside her hole.  He searched for the remnants of a
long since lost hymen.  Looking up he saw the two girls beamed back huge
smiles knowing the pleasure they were giving him.  Lowering his head George
breathed in the scent of mom and daughter pussy.  It was a heady mixture.
He brought his tongue up between Megan's butt crack.  With his chin pushing
at mom's furry crotch he wriggled the tip of his tongue into her botty hole
before pulling it up along her slit to her little clitty.  George munched
hungrily on the six year old snatch probing deeply with his tongue.  At the
same time he finger fucked mom's sopping wet juice tube.

   Kneeling up George slipped his dick into mom's fully lubed tube.  He
fucked her for a couple of strokes before presenting it at Magan's front
door.  Sara reached over to pull Megan's pussy lips wide apart.  She wanted
to see his dick going into her daughter's belly.  Megan bit her bottom lip
in anticipation of being stretched.  George carefully pushed into the
toddler millimetre by millimetre.  She was impossibly tight but stretched
to accommodate him.  Mom's juice ran down her thighs as her pussy juice
make worked over time at the sight of her daughter's pussy being fucked. 
George hit cervix depth at about 3 inches.  After giving Megan some minutes
to get used to the invasion George started to slide up and down the
immature tube.  Each time he plunged into Megan he sunk his finger into
Mom's wet hole.  Megan looked dreamy as tingles rose up from her crotch. 
Mom moaned as tingles rose up from her crotch.  George speeded up his
thrusts.  Shoving in an extra half inch pushing her cervix up into her
chest.  Feeling his balls rise he pushed his knob end up against the hole
in her cervix and pumped his seed deep inside her.  His body was in sensory
overload, the feeling of tight six year old pussy on his dick was
accentuated his orgasm 100% but the sight of his dick going inside daughter
lay on mom's lap double that.  Her cervix unable to accommodate all his
sponk, some squished past the impossibly tight space between dick and tube.
With his nuts empty and his dick still hard he pulled from the little girl
and plunged into mom's silky depths.  "OH yes, yes, yes," Sara screamed as
his dick pumped into her.  Spent George slumped back on his heels.  He sat
there watching his sponk run from the six year olds abused pussy hole and
dribble down onto mom's pussy hair.

   Lowering Megan to the floor, "thank you that was very considerate of you
to give me some before your dick went down," Sara told him has Megan
hobbled of bow legged.  "You can have her again later if you like or have
you seen anything else that attracts you," she asked.  "Actually there's a
girl look to be about eleven years old girl, she had her fingers and toe
nails panted red," he told her.  "Polly, excellent choice, she's as horny
as her mother, why don't you go to the bar and re-charge your batteries and
I'll speak to her," she told him.

   George was by himself at the bar having a quiet drink.  All the adults
were up stairs shagging.  There were a few kids in the garden.  All were
still stark naked.  A young lad was fucking a young girl doggy style on the
grass with a bunch of kids stood round watching.  The lad looked about 15
and the girl maybe 12.  Polly was one of the spectators.  He saw Sara
talking to Polly and pointing at him.

   Sara called George out to the garden.  "Polly this is George, George
this is Polly," said Sara.  George shook Polly's hand.  "Nice to meet you
Polly, I was just saying to Sara how pretty you are, have you ever thought
about modelling?" he asked her.  "No," she replied a look of interest on
her face.  "You should, I have some friends who have a modelling agency,
maybe I could introduce you," he said lying.  "That'd be great," the
pre-teen said skipping up and down.  "Why don't we sit down over there,"
said Sara indicating to some easy chairs in on a terrace in a corner of the
garden.  Sitting opposite George, her legs slightly parted displaying her
juicy slit, "What would I have to do to be a model?" asked Polly.  Sara
left them to get some drinks.  "There's different types of model and it
depends on what you want to do and how much money you'd like to make," he
told her.  "What are the different types," she asked.  There's the models
who model clothes, they're paid the least, there's the models who have
beautiful figures who model their figure without any clothes on, they get
paid more than the clothes models then there's the models who like to have
their pictures taken having sex, they get paid the most," he told her. 
Lingering on his every word, Polly sat at his feet.  "Which type do you
think is best for me?" she asked.  "Well as you are in the fortunate
position of having such a beautiful body, I would suggest modelling nude,"
he told her.  "I don't have a beautiful body, I don't even have any
boobies," she said pushing her chest forward trying to make her bumps look
bigger.

   Sara returned with the drinks.  "George said I have a beautiful body and
could be a model," she told Sara.  "You do have a beautiful body and you
could be a model," Sara confirmed.  Georges dick was recovering quickly at
the sight of the eleven year old nymphet.  "You better be nice to George if
you want him to help you get a job as a model," Sara told Polly.

   Polly saw George's conspicuous erection.  She smiled.  Sliding between
his legs she took hold of his shaft.  "You have a nice dick," she told him
as she peeled back his foreskin and slowly wanked it up and down.  "Do you
have any children?" she asked.  "No I don't but if you're ever looking for
a new dad I'd like to adopt you," he told her.  She giggled before leaning
in and in one movement, took his dick in right to the back of her throat.
Sara fingered her slit as she watched the young girl's head bobbing up and
down on George's dick.  George ran his fingers through the hair on Polly's
head as sucked on him with far more expertise than a girl of her age should
have.  George was enjoying the bow job but he really wanted to fuck her
sweet little cunnie.

   Lifting her head he kissed her lips before walking her over to Sara.  He
sat her on Sara's lap, like Megan had been sat.  She leant back, her head
on Sara's shoulders.  George crawled between her legs and opened her slit.
He examined her genitalia noting it was fully developed; inner lips, outer
lips, clit, hood, everything was there.  It was a deep pink colour and it
was shiny from the generous coating of her lube juice.  He slid his tongue
inside her hole.  Savouring the flavours of little girl sex he slurping up
the copious fluid flowing from her newly matured fuck tube.  Sara stroked
her hair as she mewed and moaned on the pleasure waves caused by Georges
cunnilingus.

   Both girls looked down as George presented his dick at the entrance to
her tiny fuck tube.  Her super lubed tube made entry relatively easy.  He
couldn't get all his dick in but got a good 4 inches in and an extra 1/2
inch by pushing her cervix up into her belly.  Polly was in sensory
overload.  Her screams had attracted the attention of some of the children
and George soon had an audience.  A podgy naked little tot of about 4 years
came right inside and poked her finger at the point where his dick pushed
inside Polly.  George pulled her to his side and sliding his hand behind
her he slid a finger between the cheeks of her arse to find here sticky
little cunnie hole.  The tot looked up at him and giggled as he fingered
her baby hole.  Wanting it to last forever, George hung on as long as he
could but a time came when he balls revolted and let go of their heavy
load. "Oh, Yes, God Yes," as he squirted his sponk inside the luscious,
lovely, newly maturing pre-teen; it was exquisite.  His load spent he knelt
there in silence wanting his dick to stay inside her forever.  Of course as
soon as the blood drained form his erection, her pussy spit him out like
unwanted chewing gum.  He watched as his sponk dribbled from her hole. 
Never in his life had he fucked such a beautiful hole.

   Leaning over her, he gently kissed her.  "Was that good?" she asked. 
"It was exquisite, the best ever" he told her.  "So will you introduce me
to your friend who can make me a model?" she asked.  "I certainly can and
will," he told her lying once more.

   Polly skipped of to play with the children leaving George to enjoy a
quiet drink with Sara.

   It was a pleasant evening and they spoke for a couple of hours.  It was
clear that Sara was coming on to him and although he was pretty much spent,
he wanted to repay her for giving her daughter to him and setting up Polly.
As soon as he could raise a smile on his dick he gave Sara a good solid
fucking.

   Retiring to bed he was glad to find that someone had kindly untied Fiona
who was fast asleep.

   Happy that Fiona was set up with the swingers group and could get bound
and banged once a month George put the plan into place to get him and the
girls out of the country.  Over the next few weeks George got Jemma and
Judy sorted out with passports.  He bought a camper van and made a plan. 
One morning, the girls left for school.  By the end of the school day they
were over the border.  George knew that airlines kept records and his plan
involved driving through borders to a country which had decent medical
facilities (for Judy's caesarean), a decent climate and officials that
could be bribed.

   Ten days later they arrived in Goa.  Seven months later Judy delivered a
baby girl, which they called Holly.  Jemma nagged and nagged him to give
her a baby but he insisted she wait until she was fifteen.  On her
fifteenth birthday she came off the pill.  She's now 7 months pregnant. 
Both girls are hoping it's a boy.  George would prefer a girl but would be
happy to see his girls happy.

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