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 Author: Explorer
Title: Innocence Lost
Summary: Jack suspected that his wife Helen had a relationship with
Alice, her lesbian friend from their schooldays.  Some years earlier Helen
had convinced Alice to join her and Jack in their bed in the hope of making
the threesome an item.  The result of that was that Alice became pregnant
with Dylan.  Spending months at a time at sea, Jack was happy for Helen to
satisfy herself with Alice in his absence.  What he didn't realise was that
Helen and Alice had introduced Dylan and Helen's 5 year old daughter Polly
into their games.  Polly's interest in winky's now aroused, she was keen to
explore her daddy's much more interesting appendage.  Jack fought the
lustful feelings he had towards his daughter.  His efforts at restraint
weren't helped by the fact that Helen wanted to see Jack's dick stretching
Polly's tiny hole so much it hurt.



   Keywords: Fb(7) Mg(5) incest ped pre-teen pre-school toddler oral anal
ws
The story contains explicit, detailed, sexual content.  All acts
performed by all characters in the story are consensual and nobody is

harmed or hurt in any way.  Please do not continue if you are offended.



   Helen's life was complicated.  Her life was complicated because of the
complexity of her sex life and the secrets she kept from her husband. 
Helen was bisexual.  Sex to her was meat or fish, she liked them both but
on some days preferred meat and others she preferred fish.  She'd married
Jack seven years earlier.  She loved Jack and their five year old daughter
Polly but she also loved Alice who had been her lesbian lover ever since
they shared a bed on a school trip.

   Helen and Alice were then horny 13 year olds discovering ways in which
they could satisfy the pubescent hormones which wracked their bodies.  When
Alice slid under the sheets and between Helen's legs she was quite shocked
but shock soon turned to bliss when Alice's tongue went to work on her sex.
Helen's husband Jack was an officer in the merchant navy.  His job
obviously meant he was away from home for months at a time.  That was
perfect for Helen because it gave her the time and space to enjoy her time
with Alice.  There was a time when she'd hoped that they could all live
together under one roof and in one bed.  Eight years earlier she had talked
Alice and Jack into a threesome.  Jack was happy with the arrangement and
quite liked his wife watching him fuck her mate but Alice didn't like it;
she was 100% lesbian and as far as man meat was concerned, she was strictly
vegetarian.  The result of that night's frolic was Alice giving birth to
Dylan 9 months later.  Jack didn't know Dylan was his child and he didn't
ask.  Helen could manage all these complications in her life but recently
it had gotten a little more difficult.

   First additional complication was that she had recently discovered an
attraction for Dylan's little winky and Alice had discovered an attraction
for Polly's little honey pot.  It had started on one of Alice's sleepovers.
They had, as usual, put Polly and Dylan in the bath together.  The girls
had already finished their first bottle of wine and Alice was sat on the
toilet seat chatting to Helen as Helen washed the children.  As Helen
washed Dylan his seven year old little tiddler started to harden. 
"Goodness, we are a proud little chappy," she'd remarked as Jack's pencil
thin 3" long winky scimitared skywards.  "That happens all the time, he's
going to be a handful when he gets older," commented Alice.  "He's got
quite a handful now," Helen replied as she gave his little dicky a two
finger massage.  Peeling back the toddlers foreskin she felt her pussy
tingle as the little purple mushroom popped out.  Alice was also starting
to feel her juices flowing.  Kneeling alongside Helen, "if your mommy's
washing Dylan's tinkle then I think it's only fair that aunt Alice washes
your tinkle," she said as she soaped up her hand and slid it between
Polly's legs.

   That was how it started.  It had since progressed to Helen sucking
Dylan's winky whilst Alice ate from Polly's honey pots.  And, they did
nothing to discourage the children from exploring each other.  Polly never
tired of the miracle of making Dylan's little tiddler hard.  "Mommy mommy,
look Dylan's got a stiffy again," she'd shout skipping with glee at her
playmates inability to control his winky.

   The second complication was Polly who was now a precocious toddler and
could not be relied upon to say something to her dad which might let the
cat out of the bag.  Jack was due home on leave the following day and Helen
was worried.

   The following day Polly was skipping with delight.  They were off to the
port to collect her daddy.  She loved her daddy and she loved his
homecomings.  He always made a fuss of her and spoiled her.

   Polly skipped up and down on the quayside as she caught sight of her
daddy coming off the ship.  Running to him she leapt into his arms hugging
him as hard as she could.  "Goodness me you have grown a lot whilst I've
been away and grown much prettier," he told his daughter.  Greeting his
wife with a wet kiss, Jack squoze the cheeks of her bum hard enough to
bring a tear to her eye.  Helen knew that as soon as they home Jack would
want to fuck her royally.  The first fuck wasn't great sex for her but he
just need the get the first load out of his rocks before he settled down to
something a little more thoughtful.  Loading up the car, Polly couldn't
take her eyes off the packages which she knew would contain gifts for her.

   Arriving home Jack carried Polly into the house with the gifts he'd
bought for her.  "Here you are sweeties, these are for you for being such a
good girl whilst daddy's been away, you play with these whilst mommy and I
unpack my case," he told her.

   Jack leapt up the stairs to find Helen laying on the bed waiting for
him. Ripping his clothes off he climbed on top of his wife.  "I've missed
you so much, I've been so looking forward to this sweetheart," he told her.
He'd been away for nearly 3 months.  Not that he had been celibate for 3
months.  He usually managed to get his rocks off someway or other in each
port.  The highlights of this trip were a little Philipino girl who did all
kinds of tricks and a young Chinese girl who he'd bought on the promise
that he was her first fuck.  It was difficult to know how old she was.  He
cunnie was devoid of hair and was so deliciously tight.  Turning Helen over
he pulled her up at the hips and mounted her from behind.  She was wet, she
always wet, that's one of the things he liked about her.  Helen moaned as
Jack slowly and deliberately slid his pole up and down her silky smooth
tube.  Jack wasn't as big as Helen might have liked, he had a long thin
dick.  She sometimes yearned to feel stretched.  On the up side his dick
was always steel hard and long enough to push at her cervix.

   Helen's moans got louder as Jack's dick started hitting the spot.  "Oh
yes, fuck me deeper, harder," she screamed as she fought to capture the
climax that cruelly evaded her.

   Polly heard her mother moaning and went up to investigate.  Arriving at
the bedroom door she stifled a giggle as she saw her daddy's bare bottom
moving backwards and forwards between her mothers legs.  Creeping into the
bedroom and to the side of her parents.  She saw daddy's pee stick sliding
in and out her mommy's bottom (as she thought).  Her finger unconsciously
slid between her front bottom slit to silence a little tingle.

   She'd seen her parents rutting before - she'd seen them doing stuff but
being so young hadn't noticed it as significant.  She slept and had always
slept in the same bed.  Whilst Jack was away Helen couldn't find a good
argument to get her into her own bed and when he came home she refused to
move out.  It was a king size bed and there was plenty of room for all
three.  Helen and Jack had fucked with her lay alongside them hundreds of
times but Polly saw nothing more than her mom and dad doing something
uninteresting.  Now she was seeing them doing something which intrigued
her.

   Jack's eyes rolled down to look at the action before him and noticed
Polly stood there.  Initially it meant nothing to him as she had seen it
all before.  But now he could see a different look on his daughter's face.
He could see interest.  He also noticed her finger buried in her front
bottom slit.  Their eyes met.  Jack smiled at Polly.  Polly smiled back.

   "Harder, harder, fuck me harder, cum inside me please, please cum inside
me" Helen begged.  Helen wanted more children; Jack didn't.  Because she
wanted more children, Helen wasn't on the pill.  Jack had to pull it out
and shoot over her back or try and get it into her rectum before he came.
He looked at Polly watching on and found himself quite turned on by the
audience.  He decided to give his little girl a display of his manhood.

   "Yes, oh yes, yes, yes," Helen screamed in time with Jack's thrusts as
he orgasm climaxed.  "Don't take it out please, more please," she begged.
Staying as long as he could Jack gave on last thrust but pulling from her
and shooting his load in a wide arc over Helen's back.

   Polly's eyes widened as she saw her dad's pees stick squirt forth the
milky fountain.  Helens collapsed onto the bed as Jack's dick continued to
drain his balls.  Polly looked at the pools of milky seed all over her
mom's back.  She wanted to touch it but somehow instinctively knew that was
naughty.

   Holding his manhood and the gooey mess covering it, Jack slid off the
bed and stumbled towards the toilet.  Polly followed.  Jack draped his dick
over the sink and filled the bowl with water.  Polly watched as her dad
soaped his hand and washed his flaccid member.  "Why did you put your pee
stick inside mommy's bottom?" the toddler asked.  "Go ask you mommy
sugarplum," Jack told the tyke fobbing her off in the way all good dads do.

   Polly skipped off to the bedroom.  "Mommy why did daddy put his pee
stick inside your bottom?" the child asked.  "Go ask you daddy," a groggy
cum soaked Helen replied.  "Daddy said I should ask you," countered the
toddler.  "It wasn't inside my bottom hole sweetie it was in my front
bottom hole," Helen explained realising as the words left her mouth that
the answer was going to provoke more questions.  "Why haven't I got a hole
in my front bottom?" asked the curious girl.  "You have sweetie, its just
very small," explained Helen as she dragged herself off the bed and into
the bathroom.

   Polly's curious little fingers were inside her panties trying to find
the elusive hole.  She poked at the damp indentation just below her
urethra. She'd explored there before but didn't realise that it was an
entrance way to a new place to explore.  Quickly loosing interest she
skipped off back to explore the gifts her daddy had brought her.

   That evening, after dinner, Jack led Polly up the stairs to the
bathroom. It was their usual practice for daddy to take over some of the
chores when he was home and Polly demanded as much of his time as she could
get.

   In the bathroom Polly stripped off her clothes before climbing onto the
toilet seat.  Jack noticed that she'd lost her baby pot belly and had
acquired a little bubble butt.  He looked at his daughter sat on the
toilet. His eyes drifted up from the amber liquid splashing from a
porcelain white podgy fat pussy up her chest and lingered on her nipples
which looked just a little puffier than they used to be and then up to her
beaming smile.  She was his daughter and he was biased but she was quite
pretty he thought.

   "OK poppit let's get you into the tub," he told her as he lifted her
from the toilet.  Lifting her high he couldn't help taking a closer look at
her soft white toddler pussy as it came to eye level.  He unconsciously
breathed in a deep breath testing for any hint of female sex hormones.  He
got the aroma of urine but couldn't be sure that mingled amongst the smell
of urine was the scent of little girl sex.

   Sitting her in the tub with her toys her sat on the toilet seat watching
her play in the water.  He shifted his butt to ease the position of his
cock which was starting to rise.  Shaking his head, "she's five years old",
he thought to himself trying to wipe out any thoughts of sexual attraction.

   Kneeling alongside the tub washing her hair, he took the opportunity to
visually explore her little body as closely as he could whilst her eyes
were closed.  She was still a baby, but she had a certain sexual attraction
he concluded.  Hair done, he soaped up a sponge and washed the little girls
back and chest.  Her nipples were a little more than flat, he thought.  He
allowed his finger to fall to the side of the sponge and stroke his little
girls nipple.  Polly happily played with her toys oblivious of her father's
thoughts.  Jack slid the sponge down the toddler's chest and between her
legs.  Again her allowed his finger to fall to the side to the sponge and
gently caress up and down the little girl's slit.  It was so impossible
soft, he thought to himself.  He noticed that Polly had stopped playing
with her toys, she'd gone quiet, her head swayed ever so slightly.  Was
Polly feeling a little squishy from his attention to her front bottom he
wondered.  Shaking his head again, "she's five years old stupid," the
thought to himself.  "But she's nearly six," he thought and he'd recently
read about a Peruvian girl who'd given birth at five years old.  "The
Peruvian girl must have conceived when she was four or five," he thought.

   With his dick now rock hard, Jack dispensed with the sponge and soaping
his hands he slid one between her legs and the other between the cheeks of
her bubble butt.  "Must make sure these smelly places are well cleaned," he
said hoping that would nullify any suspicions that the toddler might have.

   Polly didn't mind, she liked the feel of the dad's big manly hands
caressing her secret places.  She knew from her games with aunt Alice that
expert hands could make nice little tingle feelings come from her front
bottom.

   Jack now had the digit of the finger of his left hand probing the
entrance to his daughter's love tunnel whilst the finger of his right hand
probed her little bum hole.  He somehow knew his soapy finger would slide
easily up his daughters poop shoot and he fought a strong compulsion to do
just that.  Drawing up all his will power Jack pulled his hands away.  "OK,
lets get you dried off poppit," he told the disappointed toddler who was
quite happy to sit there all night whilst her daddy fondled her.

   Jack quickly dried and dressed Poly in her nightie and a clean pair of
panties.  Polly wondered why she was given clean panties as she normally
changed her panties in the morning but it wasn't important.

   Patting her soft bum cheeks, "OK, you run off a play whilst daddy takes
a shower," he told her.  Polly skipped off.

   Jack waited until she was well clear before retrieving her soiled
panties.  Covering his face with the he nuzzled his nose into the gusset
and breathed in long and deep.  He felt a little dizzy as the scent of his
little girls sex filled his lungs.  Yes there was the smell of urine and a
poorly wiped bottom but between those smells were other more delicate
scents and flavours.  He couldn't quite put a name on them but his dick
knew what they were.  He drew the gusset across his tongue and breathed in
again.  It was a heady mixture, delicate but heady cocktail.

   Throwing them in the linen basket he once more rebuked himself for the
shameful thoughts he'd had.

   Jack lowered the temperature of the water in the shower to as cold as he
could take it hoping that might melt the steel in his penis.

   Jack dressed in a light cotton gown before joining Helen and Polly in
front of the TV.

   Jack snuggled in alongside Helen.  Polly wasn't having any of that and
squeezing between them she soon had her dad to herself.  Climbing onto his
lap she lay against his warm chest and snuggled in.  Jack smelt her hair,
yes it was shampoo but there was also her own unique scent there as well.
Once more his dick started to rise.

   Polly felt the lump beneath her through the thin material of their night
gowns.  Her dad had a stiffy.  She smiled to herself.  Of course he did. 
Explaining why Dylan's tinkle went hard, her mom had told her that boys get
a stiffy when they like a girl.  And, her dad didn't just like her, she was
his princess and he was her knight in shining armour.  She'd seen her dad's
dick that afternoon as he pumped it in and out of her mom.  It was
different than Dylan's.  It looked far more interesting.  She wondered what
it felt like.

   Jack was getting increasing more uncomfortable.  Polly kept shuffling
her butt.  He felt as though he could feel the heat of her sex on his shaft
through the thin material that separated them.  He kept looking at Helen
worried that she'd notice his state of arousal.

   Desperate to escape the torture, "OK poppit, bed time," Jack announced.
Jack carried Polly up the stairs, his hand savouring the soft heat of her
little girl bubble butt.  Tucking her into the king sized bed he read her a
story from her favourite book.  Polly was in the land of nod long before
he'd finished the story.  Jack stroked his little girl's hair as he gently
kissed her pips.  So innocent, so precious, so beautiful, he would never
harm her, he would cut off his balls before he would abuse such innocent
beauty he thought to himself.

   Returning to Helen, Jack knelt her before the sofa and fucked her from
the rear hard and fast.  "Wow where did that come from," a very satisfied
Helen asked, her pussy still tingling from the pounding?  "I've been away a
long time," Jack replied.

   After a quiet nightcap, the couple retired to bed.  As Jack climbed into
bed, Jack was confident that the pounding he'd just given Helen and the
size of their king sized bed was enough to keep him clear of his daughter
who lay alongside him.  "She's getting too old to share our bed, we must
get her sleeping in her own bed," he thought to himself as he drifted off
to sleep.

   The following morning Polly was first to wake.  She lay on her side with
her back spooning into her dad behind her.  She shuffled her butt nuzzling
into her daddy.  Sliding her hand under the sheets she reached between her
thighs to investigate the object betwixt them.  Her curious little fingers
found her father's morning glory nestled between her thighs.  She lifted
her leg slightly causing her daddy's dick to slide under her crotch. 
Lifting the sheets she looked down to find the purple head of her daddy's
long penis poking out in front of her pee pee.  Wrapping her hand around
the shaft she pulled back the foreskin to reveal the whole head with its
deep crest.  Running her fingers down the shaft she explored the texture of
his wrinkled skin.  It was hot and soft yet hard.  Returning to foreskin
she marvelled as she pulled it back again to see the purple mushroom head
squeeze forth.  She'd explored Dylan's penis but dad's dicky was much more
interesting.

   She wondered what it tasted like.  She'd sucked on Dylan's dick after
she'd seen her mom sucking it.  Dylan's dick didn't taste of anything but
Dylan liked having his dick sucked and sucking his dick was the only way
she could get him to lick her front bottom slit.  Exploring further Polly
pulled Jacks' foreskin back as far as it would go.

   Jack started to wake.  As the mist clearing he recalled he was not
longer on ship, he was home.  Suddenly everything rushed to his brain at
once; he was in bed at home lay behind his five year old daughter with his
morning erection poking between her legs and her fondling his knob end.  He
groaned internally.  It felt so good but it had to stop.  "Poppit, only
mommies are allowed to do that," he whispered.

   Kissing her neck he pulled his dick from between her thighs.  Turning
away from her he brought his dick up between the cheeks of Helen's arse. 
Jack was a morning person, he enjoyed his morning fuck the most.  Sliding
his long thin pole up his wife's soppy wet hole, he thought back to his
daughters curious little hands.  Shaking his head he once more committed
himself to getting her out of their bed and into her own.  The problem was,
they only had one other bed and Helen had told him that they would be
taking Dylan at the weekend whilst Alice attended a fertility clinic
overseas for IVF treatment.

   Helen wasn't a morning person, her best sex was of an evening
particularly after a few drinks.  To get to orgasm of a morning she needed
to be on top where she could control the strokes.

   Turning towards Jack, "let me get on top," said Helen.  Jack lay back
whilst Helen straddled his hips and loaded his scimitar shaped pole into
her fuck tube.  She briefly noticed Polly's close attention to the action
but Polly had been present during their lovemaking since she was born.

   Polly snuggled into her daddy's side as she watched her mother riding
the baloney pony.  Jack put his arm around his little big resting his hand
lightly on her soft round panty clad butt.

   Helen looked down again at the sight of her daughter snuggled into her
husband arms.  She wondered what his hands were doing under the sheets. 
She pictured his fingers probing Polly's sex holes, "oh yes, that feels
sooooo good," she moaned as she quickened the pace.  She drew up until just
the tip of Jack's dick hung in there before crashing down onto his pubic
bone.  "Ugh," she gasped each time Jack's dick stabbed at her cervix.

   Polly was in awe at the sight of her daddies huge dicky sliding
effortlessly in and out her mother.  Her hand unconsciously probed at the
itch inside her front bottom.

   "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes," cried her mother as her orgasm climaxed in a
sea of colour.  Jack hung in there as long as he could hoping to satisfy
his wife before he shot his load.  Feeling the sap rising along his urethra
he grabbed his shaft and on the next up stroke pulled his steaming wet dick
from his wife's fuck tube.  The first wad of sponk shot the length of his
chest, the second halfway and the third onto his stomach before the volcano
bubbled over to form a little puddle on his stomach.

   Helen climbed off and staggered bow legged to the bathroom.

   Polly sat up to get a better look at the steaming throbbing meat that
was her daddy's dickie and the white stuff that had squirted from it.

   Jack watched as Polly poked a finger in the puddle of semen on his
belly. She made a circle with the end of her finger in the sticky goo
before bringing that finger to her mouth.  Jack's eyes widened as he
watched her little pink tongue come out to meet her finger.  Polly looked
at her daddy.  Jack smiled at her signalling his approval for his
daughter's curious exploration; Polly smiled back, her finger still in her
mouth.  Poly savoured the taste of her daddy's semen, it was like salty
cream; she liked it.

   Hearing his wife finish in the bathroom and go downstairs, Jack slid
from the bed and into the bathroom.

   Jack sat on the toilet seat wiping the semen from his chest whilst
waiting for his dick to realise it was time to close the sponk valve and
open the piss valve.  Just as his bladder started to empty Polly came into
the bathroom.  Standing in front of his with her hand on her crotch, "I
need to pee pee daddy," she told him.  "Here sweetie, you can pee in this
space between my legs," he told her.  As the words left his mouth Jack
wondered where they'd come from.  He had shocked himself, the shock had
stopped his piss mid stream.

   Polly dropped her panties to the floor and stood in front of her daddy,
her nightie hiked up high exposing her super white puffy deep clefted
little girl kitty to him.  As Jack lifted his little girl, Polly's legs
parted wide to straddle her daddy's legs.  Jack sat her down facing him,
her legs stretched impossibly wide as she straddled his legs.  Jack's eyes
locked onto the coral pink interior of his daughters widely parted 'front
bottom' slit.  He felt his mouth fill with water as he salivated at the
prospects of munching on his little girl's sex.

   Polly giggled, to herself, this was just a game, perhaps a naughty game
but that made it all the more exciting.  Her head craned down as she
concentrated on the tight sphincter holding back the contents of her
bladder.  Suddenly piss splattered out then stopped, then started again. 
As the piss stream built up speed it rose up and forward.  Jack's groaned
as he felt the warm stream hit his dangling bell end before climbing up the
shaft of his dick.  Polly giggled with delight as she watched her piss
stream washing her daddy's dickie.  Jack was in sensory overload, he'd
never contemplated anything so perverted.  He still didn't know where
within his brain the suggestion came but it was so, so erotic watching his
little girl pissing on his dick.  He thought back to his promise to himself
that he would abuse his daughter.  But she was giggling with delight, how
can that be abuse he argued with himself.

   All too soon Polly's bladder was empty and the torrent turned to a
stream then a dribble and then a few drops.  "That was funny," Polly
declared.

   "It was funny, now it's my turn," Jack declared.  Pulling his flaccid
member up he pointed it at Polly's pussy slit.  With the concentration of a
Tibetan monk, he managed to open his piss sphincter.  Jack directed the
flow up and down the length of Polly's slit before pointing at her cunnie
hole and hosing the insides of his daughter's tube.  Polly giggled with
glee at the new game and the tickles caused in her front bottom by her
daddy's peeing.

   Bladders empty the couple sat smiling at each other, pleased with their
new game.

   "I need to do a number two," Polly declared.

   Jack lifted them both from the toilet seat before turning and sitting
Polly there to finish her business.

   Jack flopped his flaccid member in the sink before soaping his hands. 
He watched his little girl grunting and groaning as he washed his dick. 
She looked so perfect, he loved her so much, his love was however changing
from the love a father should have for a daughter to that which a man has
for a mate.

   Towelling his newly washed member he found himself stood in front of his
little girl, his man meat dangling between his legs.

   Polly sat, her eyes transfixed on her daddy's dickie.  It looked funny,
dangling low.  Jack's legs moved him forward bringing his dick within reach
of his daughter.  Polly reached out and grasped the shaft.  Jack gasped as
he felt her tender little fingers on his dick.  Polly smiled as she felt
and saw her daddy's dickie growing in her hand; another sign of how much he
liked her, she thought.  Polly pushed back on her daddy's shaft pulling the
foreskin from the purple mushroom inside.  She looked up at her daddy. 
Jack smiled back in approval.  Polly smiled back at him, she liked their
new games.  Jack inched forward.  His dicks now inches from her face.  He
ached to feel her little pink tongue lapping at his angry man meat but was
frightened that she might freak out at the idea.  Little did he know that
Polly had watched her mom sucking Dylan's dick and that she had copied her
mom with Dylan.

   Jack's heart stopped when he saw Polly's mouth open and he little pink
tongue extend forward.  He was now lost.  Divorce, prison, execution,
nothing could now stop the freight train called lust.  Inching forward his
dick tingled as it touched Polly's tongue.  It felt like it had been
touched by a magic wand.  Polly squoze the purple bell end into her mouth.
The sharp sting of her razor sharp baby teeth only accentuated the
delicious sea of sensations that came from her little tongue lapping at the
sensitive under side of his bell end.

   Tasting the salty creamy pre-cum in her mouth, Polly pulled the meat
from her mouth to take a look at what she was sucking on.

   "No, no don't stop, that felt so nice suck on him some more please
princess," Jack begged.

   Polly once more loaded the pork lollipop into her five year old baby
mouth.  Raising her eyes she smiled inside as she saw her daddy groaning
with pleasure.  Jack looked down at the sweet little cherub face wrapped
around his angry hot meat; big blue eyes, soft round cheeks, smiling face.
He ran his hand through the soft golden locks on her head.  "Good girl,
you're such a good girl for your daddy, I can see I'm going to have to buy
my baby something nice," he told her.  Taking hold of her head he carefully
and gently fucked his daughter's face.  "Try to get more of daddy's pee pee
into your mouth sweetie, try and swallow him honey," he pleaded.  Polly
gobbled away trying to squeeze more of her daddy's pee stick insider her
tiny mouth.  Jack felt the little girls throat contracting on the tip of
his bell end as she swallowed.  Feeling his balls bubbling, "yes, of yes,
that's it baby, daddy's going to cum soon," he told her.  Jacks head swan
as he looked down on his little girl's face, he wanted to fill her stomach
with his seed but he didn't want to freak her out.  Jack was still arguing
with himself about pulling out before he came when the first wad hit the
back of Polly's throat.  Polly gagged and coughed jack's dick from her
mouth.  Sponk ran from her coughing mouth as Jack shot the second rope onto
her nose.  The third rope his her cheek.  Jack wiped his bell across his
little girls face as his dick spewed out the last of its milky issue.

   "Good girl, you're such a good girl for your daddy," he praised.  Poly
smiled a beaming smile through the sponk which covered her face, running
down her cheeks and dangling from her chin.

   The warm after glow of orgasm and lust were now being replaced by fear
as Jack contemplated the consequences of his actions.

   Taking a face cloth he quickly wiped the evidence from Polly's face. 
"Better not tell mommy daddy let you play with his pee pee or she might be
jealous," Jack told the toddler.  Jack loaded some toothpaste onto Polly's
toothbrush, "here clean your teeth poppit before you come down for
breakfast," he told her.

   Jack's joined Helen in the kitchen for coffee.  His head raced for
answers and excuses as she chattered away to him.  He tried to think of
what he could say if Polly said something like, "I sucked daddy's pee
stick." Short of calling her a lair he struggled to think of a good
response.

   Jack made sure the girl wasn't alone with her mother all of that day. 
He felt better able to control any slip if he was there.  He also made sure
to make a big fuss of Polly and spoil her.

   Late that afternoon, whilst Polly was watching TV, Jack spoke to Helen
about Polly sleeping in her own bed.  She agreed but suggested they leave
it until after Dylan's stay.

   Later that afternoon, they collected Alice and took her to the airport
returning home with Dylan.

   Dylan was tall for his age and at 7 years old was looking more and more
like his dad.  Although three years older than her, Dylan and Polly got on
well with Polly.  The children ran and played until they were exhausted.

   Bath time arrived.  "Shall I bathe Polly first them you bathe Dylan,"
Jack suggested.  "Just throw them in together," Helen suggested.  Jack
hesitated, "hmm, I'm not sure I really want to bathing a seven year old
boy," he declared.  Helen laughed, "don't be silly, OK, get them in and
I'll come up and do Dylan," she told him.

   Jack led the children upstairs and into the bathroom.  "Can you undress
yourself Dylan whilst I undress Polly," said Jack.

   Jack peeled off Polly's little sundress and pulled down her white cotton
panties.  He licked his lips as Polly lifted her legs one by one enabling
him to take off her panties.  He'd been horny all day.  After earlier
sniffing her panties he looked forward to smelling the results of today's
action and had day dreamed at what her pussy juice might taste like.

   Lifting Polly into the tub he turned to Dylan.  Dylan stood there naked,
his seven year old tiddler dangling before him.  Jack was struck by the
white, clean, hairless member and surprised at how long it was.  It was
apparent that Dylan had inherited his father's long thin lines.

   Sliding his hands under the boy's armpits he lifted him into the other
end of the tub.

   Jack shouted down to Helen that they were in and sat back on the toilet
seat watching the children play whilst waiting for Helen.

   Dylan seemed happy to play with the toys in the water.  Polly however
wasn't having any of that she was standing up kicking her legs splashing
her playmate with water.  Every time she bent over to pick up a toy to
taunt her playmate, her bubble butt cheeks parted to expose the tight
little wrinkled rosebud inside.  Jack imagined running his tongue over her
little bum hole; stabbing at her back door with the tip of his tongue.

   Helen arrived.  "Polly sit down and be good," she ordered.  Kneeling at
the side of the tub next to Dylan, "come on lets get them done," she
suggested.  Jack joined her and soaped up the bathing cloth before washing
Polly's back and chest.

   Helen soaped up her hands and commenced washing Dylan.  "Stand up
Dylan," Helen ordered.  Dylan stood up bringing his erect little tiddler
out of the milky water.  "Ha, ha Dylan's got a stiffy," taunted Polly. 
Jack was again surprised at the length of the seven year olds, now erect,
penis.  He mentally calculated its length at about 3 inches.  "Don't tease
Dylan," snapped Helen as she rubbed her soapy hands in the boys bum crack
and over his erect boyhood.  Helen loved soaping the toddlers little
dickie, flaccid or erect, she loved it either way.  She gently massaged his
little ball sack then washed along the length of his erection whilst
probing his bum hole with a soapy finger of the other hand.  Dylan also
liked the attention she gave to his tickle spots.  He wasn't, however, too
happy about having an audience!

   Deciding that any further washing would look more like fondling than
washing Helen sat the young man back under the water.  "Come on get on with
it, get her smelly bits washed and lets get them out," Helen told Jack. 
Jack lifted Polly to stand in the tub before washing between her legs with
the cloth making sure to show no signs of his lust.

   With both children washed, Helen dried Dylan whilst Jack dried Polly. 
Jack sat Polly's naked butt on the toilet seat whilst he dried her legs and
feet.  With an eye on Helen, making sure she was fully occupied with Dylan,
Jack raised Polly's foot high, ostensibly to dry it but really to open up
her front bottom crack and expose her sex.  With careful manipulation of
her leg he could get her slit to open giving him a view of the damp pink
interior of his little girls immature cunnie hole.  Jacks dick throbbed,
pumping out pre-cum as his eyes visually molested his daughter's sex.

   Both kids now dry they ran off to Polly's unused bedroom to get into
their PJ's.

   Polly snuggled into Jacks chest with Dylan sat on Helen's lap to watch
an hour of TV before bedtime.

   The smell of Polly's newly washed hair and her wriggling butt did
nothing to quieten Jack's erection.  Helen was also juicing up at the
thought of Dylan's little boner.

   "OK bed time," announced Helen.  "Mommy can I sleep with Dylan please?"
the innocent toddler asked.  "If you want to baby," Helen replied.

   "Yippy," declared Polly as she skipped over the Dylan.  Taking his hand
she led him up the stairs followed by Helen.  Helen tucked the children
into bed before kissing them both on the forehead and wishing them sweet
dreams.

   Helen was ready for a good pumping from Jack.  She could feel the gusset
of her panties soaked from her earlier excitement playing with Dylan.  She
slid a hand inside to investigate the extent of her discomfort.  Helen
brought her hand to her nose which confirmed that she was emitting pungent
odours of her sex.  She decided to jump into the shower just in case Jack
was feeling hungry for muff pie.

   Helen was drying off from her shower whilst Jack was lazily stroking his
erection whilst scanning through memory pictures of Polly pissing on him
when they heard an ear-piercing scream.  Both ran to the source of the
scream.  Pushing open the door of Polly's room they found their daughter
sat astride Dylan's hips impaled on his little boy meat.  Polly was sobbing
woefully, Dylan was worriedly biting his lip.  Helen and Jack looked at
their joining.  Dylan was balls deep inside the five year old.  Jack took
Polly under the arms and carefully lifted from the intruding object. 
Dylan's blood stained dick slapped back onto his stomach as Polly's abused
vagina spat it out.  "You take Polly and look after her and I'll sort Dylan
out," Helen suggested.

   Jack carried the sobbing child into his bedroom and lay her on the bed.
"What's the matter poppit?" he asked knowing full well the answer.  "Dylan
hurt my pee pee," sobbed the child.  "How did he hurt your pee pee baby?"
Jack asked curious to know the details.  "He put his stiffy inside me," she
told him.  "Why did he do that baby?" Jack asked her.  "We were playing
mommies and daddies," the little girl sobbed.

   Jack slid his hand between his daughter's legs and gently stroked her
abused kitty.  His dick throbbed as his hand stroked over the super soft
hairless skin of his little girls podgy fat kitty.  "Does it still hurt
sweetie?" asked Jack as his finger tips explored the smooth damp heat
emanating from the deep cleft of her abused slit.  "A little bit," Polly
replied.  "Shall daddy kiss it better?" asked Jack.  Polly nodded knowing
that her parent's kisses had magical powers to make pain disappear.

   Jack slid down the bed his nose hungry for the scent of his little
girl's sex.  Carefully peeling open her legs he surveyed the abused area.
The edge of her slits was tinged a deep pink from the recent abuse.  A
small amount of blood had congealed round then entrance to her immature
fuck tube.

   Jack planted a kiss of the soft plum meat of her mons.  Breathing in
deeply he brought all the scents and flavours of the recent events across
the sensory organs in his nose and mouth.  He groaned inwardly as his brain
separated the smell of bath water and urine from the heady cocktail of
hormones in his little girl's juices.  "Is that better?" he asked.  "Kiss
it again," demanded the tyke enjoying the naughtiness of what they were
doing.  "Where does it hurt most?" Jack asked.  Peeling open her labia
lips, Polly exposed the red flesh was the abused interior of her tiny fuck
tube.  "There," she replied, her finger pointing inside her hole.  Jack got
his head between her legs and carefully peeling open her cuntal lips he
exposed the remnants of her torn hymen.  He pressed his lips to the opening
of her love tube and kissed.  Lingering on the kiss he allowed his tongue
to slide forward to taste his little girl.  His head spun as he lapped at
remnants of her immature cuntal cream.  Savouring the flavour he tried to
analyse and label the taste but he couldn't, it was unique.  Best he could
say was that it was a lighter more delicate version of her mother's juice.
"Tell you what I've got some cream that might make it feel better," Jack
announced.

   As Jack made his way to the bathroom he passed Polly's room.  Helen
called to him - "Dylan's quite upset, I think it might be better if I
stayed with him tonight," she told him.  She closed the bedroom door behind
her.  A question mark appeared in Jack's head - he thought it a little
strange and wondered?

   Retrieving the tube of analgesic teething gel which they'd used on Polly
when she was a baby, Jack crept up to the closed bedroom door.  Peeking
through the keyhole his jaw dropped as his eyes focused on the sight of his
wife knelt at the side of the bed, her head bent forward onto Dylan's
pencil dick.  He watched her suck and stroke his pencil thin penis for a
minute or so until Dylan was good and hard.  Helen then lay alongside Dylan
before pulling him on top of her between her legs.  Jack watched as his
wife slid her hand under the seven year old and fed his little dicky into
her soppy wet hole.  As soon as Dylan's dick felt the hot wet depths of her
sex, his hips automatically went into fuck mode.  Jack was mesmerised by
the sight of the seven year olds little white bottom bobbing up and down as
he fucked Helen.

   "What you looking at?" Jack was startled at the voice behind him.  Polly
had got bored waiting and had gone to investigate.

   "Nothing sweetie, come let's put some cream on your sore," he told her.
Lifting the tot up, he carried her back to the bed.  Laying her on the bed
he pulled up her legs over her head exposing both of her sex holes.  "Here,
you hold here," he told her.  Polly grabbed her legs behind the knees and
pulled her feat either side of her head.

   Jacks mouth salivated at the obscene sight of his little girl bent over
so far that both her sex holes presented themselves so readily for abuse.
Squeezing some of the gel onto his finger he gently massaged the entrance
to her hole.  "How's that feel baby," he asked her?  "Better," she replied.
Carefully and slowly he pushed the digit of his middle finger inside
Polly's front bottom hole.  Gently he teased his finger deeper and deeper
inside her until he felt the tip of her cervix on the digit of his finger.
He halted there to drink in the delicious feeling of his daughters immature
fuck tube gripping his finger.  Soooooo, tight, sooooooo soft, soooooo
delicious, he thought.  "How's that feel baby," he asked.  "Bit better,"
said Polly, as her own little head tried to work out what she was feeling
with an object inserted into her body.

   Jack slowly finger fucked Polly's tube, her tiny emissions of cuntal
cream making entry easier and easier with each stroke.  Polly was starting
to feel dreamy at the squishy feelings coming from her love tube.  "God
girl," Jack praised as he carefully finger fucked his daughter's cuntlet.

   Jack was now lost in a sea of lust, seeing his wife fucking the seven
year old boy had ripped any ideas of restraint from his conscience.  He
decided to take the opportunity to explore his little girls bum hole.  As
he pulled his finger back from her tiny fuck tube he was amazed at how much
her vagina gripped his finger; it was like it was trying to pull the finger
back inside.

   Squirting another line of gel onto his finger he presented it at Polly's
back door.  Polly's eyes flicked as she felt her dad's finger probing at
her smelly bum hole.  She felt her sphincter give was as her dad's finger
entered her colon.  Fearing he'd made a mistake, "that's my poopee," she
giggled.  "Daddy's just checking that everything is OK," Jack told her.

   Jack pushed his finger in up to the knuckle before stopping to drink in
the feelings.  His finger sent a mental picture to his brain of a dark,
hot, soft, sticky wet place.  "How's that feel baby," he asked.  Polly was
felling the pressure of her father's finger pushing at her bladder and a
feeling of fullness in her rectal cavity.  "I think I need to go to the
toilet," she announced.

   Jack carefully pulled his finger from his daughter's rectum.  As his
finger left her bum hole he looked inside the dark hole as the hole
remained open the width of his finger for a few seconds before closing
tight.

   Lifting his little girl from the bed he carried her to the bathroom. 
"Number one or number two?" he asked.  "Just number one," replied Polly
realising that now that her bowels were empty of dad's finger the feeling
if fullness had left her.

   "Tell you what sweetie, why don't we do our special wee," Jack
suggested. "Kay," replied Polly a coy finger in her mouth.

   Jack opened his robe and sat on the toilet seat, his erect penis sloping
forward at 45 degrees.  He lifted Polly to sit on him, her legs straddling
his.  Polly giggled, as her dad's erecting slapped at her mons.  Biting her
lips, she concentrated on opening up her piss hole.  Suddenly piss
splattered out then stopped, then started again.  As the piss stream built
up speed it rose up and forward.  Jack's groaned as he felt the hot stream
hit his dangling balls before climbing up the shaft of his dick.  Polly
giggled with delight at the naughtiness of their pissing game.  Jack smiled
a reassuring smile at his daughter as her yellow stream continued to wash
his balls.

   All too soon Polly's bladder was empty and the torrent turned to a
stream then a dribble and then a few drops.  "Your turn," Polly declared.

   Jack brought the knob of his dick under her and socketed into her cunnie
hole.  Jack's piss spluttered forward hosing Polly's hole before collecting
its strength of flow and forcing it's way insider her and filling her tube.


   Polly felt her tube balloon under the pressure of the hot liquid.  She
winced as the salty fluid stung her torn hymen.  Soon it was over. 
Bladders empty the couple sat smiling at each other.  Hugging his little
girl to his chest, "you're such a good girl for your daddy, daddy loves you
so much," he told her.  Jack picked up a jar of Vaseline before carrying
Polly back to the bedroom.

   The couple lay facing each other in bed.  Smiling they looked into each
others eyes like any lovers do.  Stroking his baby's soft golden hair, "if
you want to play mommies and daddies you'll need to learn how to kiss," he
told her.  "I'll kiss you like I kiss mommy and you try and copy what I
do," he instructed.  He looked at her lips; plump and red.  Gently cupping
her face he brought his lips to hers.  Covering her soft sweet lips with
his, he kissed her tenderly.  Cupping the soft full globes of her bum
cheeks he brought his middle finger up into the crack to rest across her
rectum with the digit resting in her damp little cunnie hole.  Slipping the
tip of his tongue through his lips he tasted his baby's needle sharp teeth,
before finding the tip of her tiny little pink tongue.  Keen to be able to
kiss as good as her mom, Polly copied her daddy, rolling her lips on his
and tasting his tongue with hers.

   Jack was in love.  Yes, he'd always loved his daughter but this was
different, butterflies played in his stomach, his head swam deliriously, he
wanted to kiss every part of her, to smell her, taste her, any part of her,
even the dirtiest smelliest part.

   "The other thing you need to learn is how to talk to day when we're
playing mommies and daddies princess, you need to whisper to me things like
- fuck me daddy, fuck your baby's little cunnie hole with your big dickie,"
he told her.  Polly giggled at her daddy saying naughty words.  "What's
funny baby?" asked Jack.  "You said a naughty word," Polly giggled. 
"Mommies and daddies can whisper naughty words to each other," he told her.
Polly nuzzled her lips to her daddies ear, "fuck me daddy, fuck my little
cunnie hole with your big dickie," she whispered before breaking out in a
fit of giggles again.

   Jack's dick lay nested between her thighs, pre-cum dripping from the end
like a leaking tap.  Reaching over to the night table he found the
Vaseline. Scooping some onto a curled finger he introduced it into her
recently abused cunnie hole.  Gripping the shaft of his angry man meat he
brought the bell end up to the entrance to her love tube.

   Polly felt the hot steel rod push against her hole.  "Don't daddy, it
will hurt," she pleaded.  "It won't hurt if he go slowly princess," he
reassured.

   Jack didn't want to hurt his little girl but his balls were bubbling and
his conscience was drowned in a hormonal sea of lust.

   Jacks shaft bent as he pushed forward trying to bury his meat deep
inside his baby girl.  The pain of the shaft bending only served to
heighten the blissful tingles coming from his bell end.  The shaft bent to
an impossible angle before the bell end lost its grip on the hole and slid
out and through her thighs.  Jack tried again with the same result.  Driven
by a urgent need to empty his balls and realising that he was getting more
pleasure from sliding his dick through her crotch and up her bum crack Jack
gave up trying to penetrate Polly and began fucking her bum crack.  Holding
a finger on the inside up his dick just under the crown, Jack was able to
apply enough pressure so that the top of his dick rubbed along Polly's
cunnie and bum hole.

   "Uggggg, oh yes, that's soooooo good baby," Jack gasped as his balls
ejected their contents screaming along his urethra before hosing along
Polly's bum crack.  "Oh baby, you made daddy feel sooooo good," he told her
as his dick continued to spew out the contents of his nut sack.  Polly
stretched her hand behind her and found the daddy's dick.  Wrapping her
hand over his knob end she felt the hot sticky goo pumping into her palm.
Polly smiled, she liked playing mommies and daddies and she liked being
able to make her daddy feel good.  She also liked the little tingles she
felt when he played with her.  She did not like, however, the pain of
having her hymen torn apart.

   Tenderly kissing each other the couple, content in their embrace, they
drifted off to sleep.

   Jack woke the next morning, his morning erection lodged in Polly's bum
crack but this time from behind.  Polly had turned over during the night
and was now spooned into her daddy.  Jack smelt her hair and smiled. 
Wriggling his hips he parted her bum cheeks lodging the shaft of his
erection deep in her crack, up against the hot wet heat of her rectum.

   Nibbling at her neck he covered her puffy flat nipples with the palm of
his hand and pulled her to him.

   Polly came out of a deep sleep.  She felt the foreign object between her
bum cheeks.  She smiled as she remembered the previous nights adventures
and concluded what was up against her bum.  Turning over she presented her
parted lips to those of her daddy's.  Kissing her tenderly, Jack slid his
tongue between her sweet lips.  Remembering the previous nights lessons on
how to play mommies and daddies, covering her daddy's ear, "fuck me daddy,
fuck your baby's little hole with your big dickie," Polly whispered before
breaking out in a fit of giggles

   Jack groaned on his daughter's dirty words, his dick throbbing
uncontrollably.  Covering her mouth with his he kissed her.  Slipping his
tongue between her lips he tasted her sweet innocence.  Polly reciprocated
as best she could trying her hardest to do her best at playing the role of
a mommy.  Reaching over and behind her Jack slid his middle finger into her
bum crack and resting the digit on her little cunnie hole, he gently
circled the entrance.

   "Are you still sore in there baby?" he asked as he probed the entrance
to her immature fuck tube.  Polly shuffled her hips allowing Jack's finger
to penetrate a little deeper.  "I think it's better now," she declared.

   Jack carefully squoze his finger up his daughter's impossibly tight tube
until he felt her cervix.  Holding his finger deep inside her his brain
examined every nerve ending on his finger developing a picture in his mind.
So deliciously tight, so soft, so smooth, he savoured the hot wet heat of
his little girl's sex.  He ached to know what it would feel like to have
his dick buried deep inside his baby's belly.

   "Wanna try playing mommies and daddies?" Jack asked.  Tentatively, Polly
nodded; the memory of the searing pain of losing her hymen was still fresh
in her mind.  Reaching for the Vaseline, Jack scooped up a finger load and
pushed it up inside Polly's vagina.

   Pulling her on top of him, he sat her on his throbbing member.  Polly
looked down at the huge object between her legs.  The swollen blue veins in
the shaft looked like war paint; the throbbing purple crown that peeked
from his foreskin was dribbling onto his stomach.

   Gripping he shaft with one hand he raised his daughter with the other
socketing the point of his weapon in the entrance to his baby's vagina. 
Worried at the possibility of another painful experience, Polly bit her lip
and held herself still.

   "It's OK baby, I won't hurt you," Jack reassured as he pulled on her
waist.  Jack's eyes were riveted to the contrast of purple blue of his
helmet standing out starkly against the porcelain white of Polly's labia
lips.  Jack groaned as he watched his daughter's pussy lips framing his
knob end.  "Push down baby, try to squeeze him inside you," Jack
instructed. Polly careful released her body weight onto her daddy's dickie.
She was too small.  Instead of sliding up into her tube, Jack's dick pushed
Polly's vagina up inside herself.  "Push harder," Jack instructed.  Polly
pushed and Jack pulled.  Jack's dick shaft bent under her weight, the pain
heightening the delicious tingles coming from the hot wet heat of her baby
sex on his knob end.  The pain of his shaft bending soon turned from
heightening his thrill to unbearable pain.

   "OK, baby, just a minute that's not working," Jack told her.  "Let's try
your botty hole," he suggested.  Raising her Jack held his dick shaft as he
centred his knob end on the tightly crinkled entrance to his baby's rectum.
Jack circled his piss slit around Polly's sphincter painting is with
pre-cum before pulling her waist to bring sufficient weight on his knob end
to hold it in place.

   Jack's dick indented into Polly's bottom as it pushed at her back door.
"Pretend your doing a poopy on daddy's dick sweetie," Jack suggested. 
Polly giggled at the naughty idea.  Biting her bottom like she bore down on
her rectum as though she was trying to do a poopy.  Just as Jack had hoped,
this had he effect of relaxing her sphincter.  In an instance Jack's knob
end slipped past Polly's sphincter.  As soon as Polly rectum became aware
of the intrusion it snapped closed shut on the invader.  Jack's knob end
was inside his daughter's rectum, her sphincter locked just over the rim of
his helmet, around the narrowest part of his dick.

   Jack stayed motionless, allowing his daughter to get accustomed to the
stretching.  Polly winced each time her daddy's dickie throbbed.  "OK
sweetie try that again, try and do a poopy," Jack instructed eager to get
more of his meat inside his daughter's colon.  Polly tried but somehow her
body wouldn't allow it.  Jack pushed and pulled but his dick wouldn't
easily go any further in or easily come out.

   Lifting her by the waist he examined the juncture of their union.  Polly
sphincter was stretched white around his dick.  Eager to get some movement
on his erection Jack took hold of her by the waist and lifted and lowered
her onto his fuck pole.  His dick neither went in or came out.  In fact
when he lifted her a little higher, the grip her sphincter had in his dick
just pulled his dick up.  Although failing to satisfy himself with full
penetration Jack's head was still swimming from the hot sticky heat on his
knob end, the painfully tight restriction and the obscene sight of his
baby's bum hole being lifted up and down on his dick.  As Polly's bum hole
started to get accustomed the foreign object, Polly started to enjoy the
feeling of fullness in her colon.

   "How's that feel?" Jack gasped as he pushed and pulled using his
daughter's colon to wank himself.  "Feels like I need to do a poopy," Polly
groaned.  "You're such a good mommy, daddy's going to squirt his baby juice
inside you now, would mommy like that?" Jack asked.  Polly nodded. 
"Whisper to daddy that you want him to squirt his baby juice inside bum
hole baby," Jack instructed.  Polly leant forward, "please squirt your baby
juice inside my bum hole daddy," she giggled.  Jack covered her mouth with
his and kissing her with the passion of two lovers, Jack gave up the
contents of his nut sack.  His eyes turned up in his head and his head swam
in delirious bliss as his dick pumped rope after rope of his seed deep
inside his daughter's bowels.  Polly's felt her daddy's dickie throbbing
and the warmth of his milky issue as it filled he bowels.  Her sphincter
spasmed uncontrollably as it tried to eject the invader.

   As his nuts drained and his orgasm waned feelings of deep satisfaction
followed like a warm blanket.  He looked down at his little girl smiling up
at him, his dick still stuck up her bum.  Kissing here forehead he held her
tightly to him savouring her soft innocence.

   Jacks' dick slowly shrunk and the blood drained from his erection. 
Polly's sphincter continued to spasm and a point came when, with a final
push it was able to spit out Jack's flaccid member.

   Kissing his little girl once more, he carried her to the bathroom where
he sat on the toilet with her in their now well rehearsed routine of her
washing his dick with her piss followed by him hosing her hole.

   Jack then washed both their genitals with a warm face cloth before
depositing his daughter in front of the TV and leaving her to watch the
cartoons.

   Creeping upstairs he peeked through the crack of the bedroom door onto
his wife who was sleeping on her side with little Dylan spooned into her
belly.  Sleeping he thought but in fact Helen was awake.  Eyes closed she
was lazily stroking Dylan's morning erection whilst replaying the memory of
his little dickie pistoning into her wet snatch the night before.

   Jack silently crept to her side of the bed behind her and quick as a
flash slid under the sheets behind her.

   Helen was taken by surprise.  She froze, her hand still covering Dylan's
manhood.

   Nuzzling her neck, Jack slid his hand under Helen's arm taking a handful
of tit.  "Did you sleep well sweetheart?" he asked.  "Yes, and you," Helen
replied.  Jack felt the trajectory of her arm going off in the direction of
Dylan.  Helen's heart pounded as she felt Jack's hand slide along hers
towards the direction of her hand and Dylan's crotch.

   "What does it feel like with a seven year olds little pencil dick inside
your cunt?" Jack asked.  "I.....I....., " Helen stuttered, her face drained
white.  "I looked in last night and saw him between your legs his bum
bouncing up and down," Jack revealed.  Helen was struck dumb in shock. 
"It's OK, I don't mind, I'm not jealous of a seven year old, in fact I was
quite turned on, tell me what it felt like," Jack encouraged.  Helen
hesitated, "I just like the smooth, hairless, clean feel of it," she
confessed.  "But surely it's so small, you'd hardly feel it," Jack puzzled.
"I can feel it, he moves so fast, I feel his little thing sliding in and
out of me, it's not the same as feeling a full size man dick, it's
different, I like him sucking on my tit and I like squeezing his soft
smooth bum cheeks whilst he's fucking me," she explained.  "I'd like to
watch him whilst he's fucking you," Jack told her.

   "What would you like me to do with him?" asked Helen.  She was starting
to feel her juices flowing at the thought of her husband joining in on
their games.  "I'd like to see his dick sliding in and out of your juicy
wet pussy whilst you fingered his bum hole," Jack taunted.  "Would you like
to finger his bum hole whilst he fucked me," Helen teased.  "Hmm dunno, I
do like playing with botty holes but a boys botty hole, I don't think so,"
Jack replied.  "How about a girl's botty hole?" Helen teased her pussy now
tingling with anticipation.  "Have anybody in mind?" Jack asked.  "I know
of certain little toddler who's been a naughty girl," Helen teased.  "But
she's so small, it would hurt her," Jack countered.  "If you went slowly
and carefully she'd stretch," encouraged Helen her pussy now on fire. 
"You're a DIRTY girl," Jack whispered in her ear.  "Do you like me being
dirty?" Helen asked.  "I do," Jack told her, his dick now erect and
stabbing at her back door.  "Dylan's got his morning stiffy would you like
to feel it," Helen teased as she lazily stroked the boy's erection.  "I'd
like to see it stabbing at your slit," replied Jack.

   Helen pulled Dylan across and on top of her between her legs.  "Put him
in me," she ordered with a note of urgency in her voice.  Jack pulled the
sheets off them and slid down the bed.  Sliding a hand between the boys
butt cheeks and over his bald scrotum Jack found Dylan's pencil thin
stiffy. It was smooth, just as Helens had described.  Holding the boys
shaft between two fingers he steered it towards the heat.  Helen was wet,
very wet.  Feeling the boys thin dick and his wife's soppy wet snatch Jack
couldn't see how she would feel anything.  That said, he was feeling a
little heady and he wasn't the one getting fucked.

   As soon as Dylan's dick felt the wet heat his bottom stated pumping. 
"Good boy, that's a good boy, go faster, here suck aunty's titty
sweetheart," Helen told the child as she fed him her left tit.  Dylan
suckled at her breast like a new born baby as his arse pumped like a piston
engine.  Taking a handful of each butt cheek Helen pulled them apart to
reveal the child's tightly crinkled sphincter.  "Stick it up him Jack,
stick it up his arse whilst he's fucking me," Helen pleaded.  Jack looked
at the young boys bum hole.  It looked just like a young girl's bum hole
but somehow it didn't turn him on the same.  That said the sight of him
fucking his wife was soooooo erotic.

   Jack knelt there, watching the show, stroking his erection and
contemplating whether to fuck the young man's arse.  "Do it Jack, it'll be
soooo awesome, do it for me," Helen pleaded.  Jack crawled forward gripping
his shaft and squoze the bulbous bell end between the boys arse crack. 
Although it looked like a little girls arse he wasn't feeling the red mist
of lust that came over him when contemplating Polly's arse.  Nevertheless,
the sight of his wife drooling was enough to convince him to give it a go.
"Is it in?" Helen gasped hoping to feel Jack's balls slapping between her
legs as he fucked the boy's arse.  "I'm trying but it's too small, too dry
and not in the same place for more than a second," Jack reported as he
desperately fought to spear the lad.  Helen couldn't wait, her orgasm was
teetering on the brink.  She screamed as her orgasm climaxed.  She couldn't
actually feel much of Dylan's dick but the sight of her husband trying the
get his dick up the boy's arse was too much for her.

   Dylan recognised the signs that his job was done and rolled of Helen and
then off over the side of the bed and out to join his playmate watching TV.

   Jack took Dylan's place between Helen's legs and slid his dick up her
well oiled shaft.  Fucking her with long slow strokes the couple stared
into each others eyes grinning at each other knowing they had just
discovered their dirty secret.

   "Were you serious about Polly?" Jack asked.  "Were you?" Helen
countered. "She has grown a lot in the past few months and she is a little
temptress," Jack replied.  "What would you to do to her?" Helen asked
getting turned on by their dirty talk.  "I'd like watch you masturbate
yourself whilst I stroked her little pussy," Jack told her.  "Would you
like to put your dick inside her mouth or her little baby hole?" Helen
asked picturing her husbands man dick pushing into her baby.  "Would you
like to watch me do that?" Jack asked.  "Yes," Helen whispered guiltily. 
"Tell me what else you like to watch me do?" he asked as he pushed deep
inside her.  "I'd like to watch her sucking your dick and you sponking all
over her face," Helen revealed.  Jack gasped audibly at the thought. 
"Ughh, that would be awesome," he moaned.  "What would you like to do with
her?" Helen asked trying to take the dirty talk to new levels of depravity.
"I'd like to watch Dylan fuck her and I like to watch Polly sucking Dylan
whilst Dylan licked your pussy," Jack revealed.  "Yes, yes, tell me more,"
Helen begged as her orgasm built to a crescendo.  "I'd like to piss on her
pussy and have her pissing on my face whilst I finger fucked her bum hole,"
Jack told her.  That was too much for Helen.  She let out an almighty
scream as the biggest orgasm of her life wracked her body.  Jack hung on as
long he could before burying his dick balls deep inside her and filling her
with his seed.

   The couple lay there spent, still coupled together.  "That was
incredible, I haven't cum like that since I was fifteen years old," said
Helen.  "Me too," said Jack.  "You came inside me," Helen noted.  "I know,
I just couldn't pull it out, we'll just have to hope we get away with it,"
said Jack.  Helen squeezed her pussy muscles and wriggled her hips trying
to squeeze the last dregs out of his dick.  She didn't want to get away
with it, she wanted another child, hopefully a boy to play with Polly!

   After breakfast, Jack and Helen took the children for a day out at a
theme park.  They never spoke of what had passed earlier but both had
nothing else on their minds the whole day.  Jack had a permanent hard on
just holding Polly's little hand, watching her loose summer cotton dress
flapping in the wind or feeling her hug him tightly on the scary rides made
his dick throb.  Helen also had her problems, watching Jack and Polly
together had her juices flowing so that had to keep going to the ladies to
mop up the sticky mess from the gusset of her panties.

   Collecting a take away meal on the way home the family settled in front
of the TV set to eat.  Jack shuffled to ease the constraints on his
erection as he focused on the thin white cotton material stretched over
Polly's mons as she sat cross-legged on the floor eating her KFC.  Helen
could see Jack's eyes buried in her daughter's crotch.  She ached to see
the purple head of Jack's dick squeezing inside her little girl.  She was
wracking her brains trying to come up with a plan to make it happen.

   Opening a bottle of wine she poured a full glass for Jack and herself.
Sitting besides Jack on the sofa and snuggling into his side she slid her
hand onto his crotch, "hmm, it seems you're feeling as horny as me," she
said feeling the bulge in his pants.  Jack kissed her, his tongue reaching
down to her tonsils.  "What's made you so horny?" Jack enquired.  "I can't
get this morning out of my head," she revealed.  "I know I've had a hard on
all day," Jack revealed.  "What turned you on most?" Helen asked.  "I'm
ashamed to say that it was doing stuff with Polly," Jack confessed.  Helen
was compelled to force her fingers into her slit to silence the tingles
caused by his words.  "I'd like to see her sucking your dick and I'd like
to see your dick squeezing inside her," Helen told him.  "She's too small,
I wouldn't want to hurt her," Jack replied his dick throbbing at the
thought of squeezing his dick inside his daughters tight little fuck tube.
"If you go slowly she'll stretch, maybe a glass of wine would ease any
discomfort," Helen suggested.  Covering Jack's mouth with hers she stifled
any objections before she shoved her tongue down his throat.

   Helen quickly ran to the kitchen where she poured out two tumblers of
white wine into which she put a spoonful of sugar.  "Here you are children,
here's a special drink for you let's see who can drink it quickest," Helen
said as she handed the tumbler of wine to Dylan and Polly.  The children
raced to see who could empty their glass first.  "I won," shouted a proud
Dylan.  "Never mind poppit, you're much prettier than Dylan, finish your
drink and I'll let you stay up a little later tonight," Helen told her
daughter.  Polly emptied the glass.

   It wasn't long before the booze kicked in and the kids were giggling
uncontrollably as they frolicked together on the floor of the lounge. 
Helen sat in an armchair on one side of the room and Jack on the sofa on
the other.

   Jack watched with interest as Polly wrestled with Dylan, giving
tantalising glimpses of her white cotton panties and the treasures they
covered.  Helen, in turn, watched Jack watching the kids.  Helen slid her
panties down to her ankles and kicked them to one side.  Opening her legs
she slid a finger deep into the black bush to find a very sensitive clit in
a very wet snatch.

   Helen saw Jack's attention diverted from the kids to her crotch.  When
his eyes rose to meet hers she smiled.

   Dylan also noticed Helen rubbing the black hairy nest between her legs.
Dylan stood up and walked to Helens side to get a closer look.  "Come her,
come and sit on mommies lap," Helen called to Polly.

   Hooking her thumbs inside the elastic of Polly's panties, Helen slid
them to the floor before pulling Polly up to lay with her back on her
chest. Polly lay with her head between her mom's tits and her legs draped
either side of her moms legs.  Jack and Dylan were both gazed wide eyed at
the sight on Polly's white hairless pussy sat on top of her mom's black
hairy snatch.

   Helen hooked her finger deep into her cunt hole scooping up a dollop of
her super lube juice which she deposited inside her daughter's slit. 
Slowing she worked the slippy goo up into Polly's immature baby fuck tube.

   Jack's eyes were on stilts as he watched his wife slowly finger fucking
his baby girl.  Polly's eyes were turned up into her head as delicious
tingles washed through her tiny frame.

   The action was not lost on Dylan who was squeezing his groin trying to
find a comfortable place to put his stiffy.  Jack was also in considerable
discomfort not least from the buckets of pre-cum soaking his pants.

   With a crooked finger, Helen beckoned Dylan forward.  She unfastened his
short trousers which fell to the ground.  Pulling his underpants to one
side she released his pencil thin little boys dickie.  Indulging herself,
she gently fondled the young man's member for a moment before pulling back
his foreskin and presenting the blue head at the pink entrance to her
little girl's vagina.

   Dylan's dick was like an exocet missile as it homed in on the wet heat
of Polly's sex.  Without any consideration for any pain he might cause,
Dylan plunged forward deep inside the child's virgin fuck tube.  Polly
winced as Dylan's steel hard pencil hit the bottom of her vagina pushing
into her cervix.  Jack and Helen watched on, mesmerised at the speed at
which Dylan's young arse pistoned his dick in and out of their daughter's
vagina.  Polly's discomfort soon waned as Dylan's dick massage started her
immature cunt cream flowing.  In no time Polly's eyes were rolled up in her
head as waves of pleasure rose up from between her legs.

   Jack knew he had to have some.  He needed to feel the tight grip of his
daughters fuck tube on his shaft.  Releasing his dick from his pant's he
unceremonially pulled Dylan from his child.  Kneeling between her legs he
looked down at his child's abused pink slit sat just above his wife's black
hairy muff.

   Helen's cunt spasmed as she contemplated what was about to happen.  "Do
her Jack, fuck her ears off," Helen grunted.

   Shaft in hand, Jack crawled forward.  Pulling his forsaking back he
rubbed the purple head of his dick up and down his daughter's slit painting
it with his pre-cum.  Dropping his dick head down beneath his daughters
legs he found the sopping wet hole of his wife's snatch.  Dipping his dick
inside her he covered it in his wife's super lube juice.  Four sets of
eyes, including a very anxious Polly watched as Jack positioned the shiny
purple head up against the entrance to Polly's tiny hole.  It looked
impossible.  Jack's lust was trying to convince his brain that although his
dick was a good 7 inches long it was quite thin.  "Do her Jack, she'll
stretch, just take it slowly," Helen encouraged.

   Jack pushed his hips forward.  His steel hard pole pushed apart Polly's
fat labia lips.  The blue purple head of Jacks' dick contrasted starkly
with the porcelain white of Polly's kitty.  "Daddy, it's too big," cried a
worried Polly biting her bottom lip.  Helen held her daughter firmly in
place as Jack increased the pressure at the entrance to her front door. 
With the tip inside her, he paused to savour the sights and feelings.  With
just a small amount of his manhood inside her he could already feel the
delicious soft tightness squeezing him.  Although his dick wasn't fat, his
helmet sported a huge crested rim which was now looking like it might
impeded his progress.

   "Push Jack, she'll stretch, she's OK, push harder," his wife encouraged,
her mouth drooling at the prospects of seeing her husband's cock meat
buried deep inside her little girl.  Jack pressed forward, his eyes darting
between his daughter's contorted face as she grimaced and her cunt which
was being stretched by his bell end.  Suddenly her cunt seemed to relax a
little and the rim passed through.  Jack gasped as Polly's cunt snapped
closed behind the rim of his knob end.  Jack stayed motionless waiting for
Polly's cunt became accustomed to the object stretching it painfully wide.

   Polly felt like she was being split in two.  Each time her daddy's dick
throbbed she felt like something was going to snap inside her.  As the
seconds ticked by her hole became more and more accustomed and able to
accommodate the girth of her daddy's cock.

   "Are you OK sweetie, does it hurt?" Jack asked.  "It hurt at first but
it feels a bit better now," the brave little girl replied.  "Good girl,
you're such a big girl for your mommy and daddy," Helen praised.

   Jack started rocking his hips ever so slightly so that his knob end was
being wanked by the grip of the entrance to Polly's hole.  "What does it
feel like?" Helen asked.  "So tight, so so tight," Jack grunted as he
increased the range of movement in his hips so that his dick was now
sliding in and out a full inch at a time.

   The unmistakable odour of cunt cream crept up Jack's nose.  Breathing in
deeply he savoured the smell through his nose and over his tongue.  It was
too strong, too musky for his little girl, it must be Helen he concluded
now in no doubt that she was enjoying the actions as much as he was.

   "Push it all in, push it in as deep as it'll go Jack," Helen encouraged.
"Relax baby, try to relax and let your daddy get his dicky deep inside your
pee pee," Helen told her daughter.

   Pushing the feelings of discomfort from her head Polly concentrated on
trying to relax her pee pee.  The difference was immediate, Jack started to
slide effortlessly down his girls tiny fuck tube until his knob end was
banging her cervix up into her belly.  "OH, fuck, that feels sooooo good,
sooo tight," Jack gasped as he slid his man meat deep inside the toddler's
cunt tube.

   Helen was struggling to reach underneath to get some finger attention to
her own tingles.  "Fuck her hard, fill her with your cream Jack," she
gasped as she frigged at her soppy wet cunt.  "Tell me when you're cuming,
tell me what it feels like," Helen pleaded.

   "Trying to hold back," Jack gasped as he fought to hold back the
contents of his balls which felt like they were bubbling.

   "Can't hold back, cuming now," Jack gasped when he felt his semen racing
along his tubes.

   Pushing his dick hard up against his daughter's cervix Jack's dick
exploded inside her.  Rope after rope of his hot creamy seed filled his
little girls cunt pouch.  Looking down he saw the bulge in his little girls
belly that marked the progress of his knob end.

   Polly felt the hydraulic pressure building up inside her.  Once again
she worried that something was going to burst.  Just as it was becoming
painful, the pressure pushed the plug of mucous at the entrance to her
cervix up inside allowing Jacks seed to rush into her womb.

   "Save some for me Jack," Helen begged as she frigged furiously at her
hot wet snatch.

   Jack's body shuddered as his dick emptied the contents of his nuts deep
inside his little girl's belly.  Pressing deep inside her, he stayed
motionless but for the throbbing of his meat as his daughter tight little
fuck tube milked the last seeds from his cock.  Drained of his milky issue,
Jack ripped his manhood from his little girls abused hole and found Helen's
black hairy snatch just beneath his daughter's smooth white innocence. 
Jack shook his head as he watched his man goo oozing from his little girl's
abused slit and dribble down dropping onto his shaft to be re-deposited
inside her mommy's hole as he pleasured her with his still erect penis.

   "Yes, yes, yes, deeper, please deeper," Helen screamed as her orgasm
climaxed.

   Polly raised herself onto her elbows to get a better look at her daddy's
dick fucking her mommy's black hairy muff.  "Daddy, your juice is running
out," Polly cried as she watched helplessly as, after all that hard work
she was now loosing all the juice.  "It's OK baby there's lots more where
that came from," Jack told her smiling at the thought of how many ways he
might later abuse his little girl's innocence.

   Sensing Helen's orgasm was over Jack pulled from her and staggered off
to the bathroom followed by Polly who was cupping her crotch trying to stop
her daddy's juice from escaping.

   "It's all running out," Polly complained as she watched her dad washing
his now flaccid member in the sink.  "That's OK baby, there'll be lot's
more which stays inside," he told her.  "Why don't you have a soak in a
nice warm bath whilst I make you a shake," he told her.

   Jack put Dylan in the bath with Polly before joining Helen on the sofa
with a glass of wine.  Hugging Jack to her chest, "that was so awesome
honey, I haven't cum so hard since I was a teenager," she told him.  "Which
bit did you like best?" Jack asked.  "Watching your big man cock stretching
her tiny hole took my breath away," she confessed, her pussy still tingling
at the thought.  "Which bit do you like best?" Helen asked.  "When I pulled
out of her and shoved my dick inside you, my sponk ran out of her pussy and
dropped down onto my shaft as I was sliding in and out of your hole, that
was an incredible sight," Jack told her.  Helen grabbed her crotch as her
cunt muscles spasmed, "Oh God, I so much wish I could have seen that, maybe
you could do it again and video it for me, I could watch it to masturbate
on whilst you're away," she suggested.  "I'll do it, is there anything else
you'd like to try?" Jack asked.  "I'd love to watch you fucking her arse
and cuming on her face.  Is there anything you'd like to explore?" asked
Helen.  "So many things but we can take it one step at a time," Jack told
her.

   The couple sat back enjoying their drinks whilst they contemplated the
many ways in which they might enjoy Polly and Dylan.



   THE END

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