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 Author: EXPLORER
Title: Edward's Children
Summary: Edward's encounters with the 7 year old daughter of a friend
awakens his earliest memories of sexual awareness and triggers his desire
to explore sexual relations with pre-teen and pre-school girls.  In the
years that followed, he explored his sexuality with many special girls of
all ages.

   Story codes: MF Mf Mg ped / pedo pre-teen pre-school inc oral anal ws

   The story contains explicit, detailed, sexual content.  All acts
performed by all characters in the story are consensual or consensual by
trick and nobody is harmed or hurt in any way.  Please do not continue if
you are offended.



   Chapter 11 EXPLORING WITH AMY

   I changed into my robe whilst Amy finished her drink.  I got myself a
beer and made Amy another vodka and orange.  "How's thing's going at school
peaches?" I asked her as I made my way over to the sofa.  "Fine," she
replied.  "Come here," I called to her.  She skipped over to me.  I twirled
her around I tutted at the grubby state of her dress and raising it
slightly to expose more of her grubby knees.  "How do you get so dirty?" I
asked her.  "Just playing," she replied.  "I hope you haven't been playing
rude games with little boys in the bushes," I said tickling her sides
causing her little frame to wriggle and giggle.  "Have you been playing
nookie with Robert again," I said teasingly.

   Climbing on my lap she straddled my legs facing me, "No, Robert's got a
new girlfriend," she replied.  "Who's his new girlfriend?" I asked.  "It's
Katy," she replied.  "Who's Katy?" I asked.  "Katie is his Mrs Riley's
daughter," she replied.  "How old is Katy?" I asked.  "She's eight," she
replied.  "Does Mrs Riley know that Robert is Katy's boyfriend?" I asked
her.  "Yes, she asked Robert to be Katy's boyfriends," she replied.  "Does
Robert play nookie with Katy?" I asked her.  "Yes, Robert told me he plays
nookie with Mrs Riley and Katy," she said.  Bloody hell, I thought to
myself, I need to get to know Mrs Riley, she sounds like my kind of
pervert. "Have you played nookie with Katy?" I asked her.  She nodded her
head coyly.  "What have you done together." I asked her.  "Promise not to
tell my mom?" she asked.  "I promise," I said saluting the side of my head
with two fingers.  "We played in Katy's bedroom, me and Katy played with
Roberts penis and Robert told Katy to lick between my legs," she revealed.
"Did it feel nice when Katy licked between your legs?" I asked her.  She
nodded her head.  "Tell me a story," she demanded, changing the subject.

   By this time her thin cotton school dress had risen to expose her little
white cotton panties which sported a tell tale yellow stain at the front.
"OK," I said, "once upon a time there was a little girl who liked to play
so much that she was in such a rush to get back to her friends that she
wouldn't even waste a second wiping her willie after she'd done a pee pee
and sometimes she was so busy playing she dribbled in her panties or wee'd
in the bushes and do you know what the little girls names is?" I asked her.
She shook her head.  "Amy," I said overtly looking down at her crotch.  Her
eyes followed mine to the yellow spot on the front of her panties.  She
pulled the fabric of her panties up to get a clearer look at the evidence
and in doing so pulling the material tight into the slit of her mons. 
Laughing she covered her crotch with one hand and slapped me on the chest
with the other, "you shouldn't be looking." she said.  "You're still a
baby, you can't stop the wee coming out when you need to go," I said,
taunting her.  "Yes I can," she replied.  "OK, I said, lets see who can
last longest before they have to go to the toilet," I challenged.  "OK, she
said wriggling her fingers into her slit as if trying to gauge how much
urine was in there.

   I re-filled our drinks and she resumed her place straddling my thighs
facing me.  I continued with my story of Amy living in the forest with her
mother and the trolls and her magic button, telling her how Amy had used
her magic button to help heal wounds on animals.  It wasn't long before she
was wriggling, her full bladder bringing pressure to her urethra.  I
pretended to be in similar problem by holding my dick beneath my robe. 
"Ha, ha, you can't stop your wee wee, you'll wee first," I sang to her
tauntingly.  "No I won't, you'll wee first," she said defiantly.  "I think
your panties look wet already," I challenged.  "No their not," she replied
pushing her mons forward to prove they were dry.  I rubbed my hand over the
crotch feeling the plump contents.  "Hmm, maybe, but it feels like it needs
to come out soon," I said.  "How do I know you haven't let some spill out,"
she questioned?  Good point I thought, she can't see my pants.  I opened my
robe to expose my underpants stretched tightly across my hard throbbing
knob.  "Ha, see you've dribbled," she said as she reached forward grabbing
the head of my dick forcing out more pre-cum.  "Dribbles don't count," I
said as I poked a finger into her stomach over her bladder causing her eyes
to bulge as the pain grew in her urethra.  A small damp spot formed at her
crotch.  I poked the damp spot with my finger, pressing her panties into
her slit and massaging her urethra and clit.  "Feels like you're going to
wee soon, don't you dare wee on me," I said as I fondled her warm wet
panties.

   My underpants were now as wet as hers except that my wetness was
pre-cum. Picking her up with her crotch pulled into my rock hard dick I
carried her to the toilet.  "I'm taking you to the toilet before you wee
all over me," I said to her.  With a hand under her soft round bottom, I
rubbed her warm, wet pussy up and down my shaft as I carried her into the
bathroom.  I sat on the toilet seat with her sat facing me, her legs either
side and my dick nestled in the slit of her warm wet crotch.  By this time
she was biting her lip, as the pain became unbearable.  "Ouch, ouch," I
cried, faining the pain I knew she was feeling, "I can't hold on much
longer," I said.  She squoze the head of my dick through my pants
squelching the pre-cum sodden fabric.  "Ha, ha, you're weeing first," she
taunted.  "No, you're first," I said as I tickled her sides.

   That was it, she couldn't take the tickling and concentrate on holding
the urine back at the same time.  I felt hot little girl urine run between
my legs.  I stopped ticking her as she attempted, in vain, to stop the
flow. Giving up, she let go and urine pushed out through the fabric of her
panties.  A dribble at first as her pants filled with her warm amber nectar
and then the stream burst through.  Soaking her panties and splashing onto
my underpants.  As the flow stopped, I taunted her, "ha, you went first," I
said.  "No, it was you first," she replied, slapping my dick.  "OK, I give
in, you won, it was me first, let's get you cleaned up," I said to her as I
pulled her school dress up over her head to reveal her beautiful seven year
old flat chest.

   I slipped off her socks and lifted her up and over into the bath tub,
urine dripping from her sodden panties.  She peeled off her panties which
dropped to her feet with a plop sound.  I ran the water and threw her the
soap before leaving her to step into the shower.  I wanted to get in the
bath with her and fuck all her tight little holes but once again I fought
for restraint.  My dick was still rock hard and on plain view to her
through the shower screen and I could see her head craning for a good view
I finished showering and wrapped a towel round my waste before kneeling
beside the bath.  "I think we need to wash your hair," I suggested.  "Why
don't you get in the tub with me and wash my hair.  That way you won't get
wet," she offered, tempting me.  "Oh no you don't I'm not getting in there
with you, you just want to see my willie," I said teasingly; she giggled.

   I poured the shampoo onto her hair and massaged my fingers into her
little head, washing her soft locks.  I then rinsed her off.  "I need to
wee again", she said.  I looked around for inspiration and saw the plastic
cup holding my toothbrush.  "You're a pest," I said teasingly, "come on
quickly wee in here," and presented the cup in front of her.  She reached
out to take it.  "No, I'll hold it, you just make sure it all goes in," I
told her.  She stood up out of the water to face me.  She splayed her knees
and I held the cup under her crotch.  "Make sure you don't miss," I said
sternly.  She pulled her vulva lips open with a hand either side exposing
the pink interior.  There is no shade of pink so delicate, so fine and the
contrast of her soft, wet pink interior against the porcelain white of her
hairless vulva is nothing less than stunning.  Knelt less than twelve
inches from her sweet innocence, I could see every detail of her little
clit poking from beneath it's hood.  I was lost in a dream world until
suddenly brought back to reality with the heat of piss hitting my hand. 
I'd relaxed my hold and was slightly off centre.  "That's your fault, you
moved" she said as a remarkably thick line of piss gushed from her hole
filling the cup in seconds.  "OK, OK, it was my fault, I wasn't
concentrating," I admitted as I poured the contents down the loo.

   "OK, make sure you've washed you're willie properly and we'll get you
dry," I told her.  Now emboldened by the vodka running through her veins,
giggling, she coyly asked me, "aren't you going to wash my poo poo,?" "I
think I should, I'll bet it's really smelly," I told her helping her up so
that she could kneel up.  She leaned forward resting on her outstretched
arms, her bottom at my mercy.  I rubbed soap into my hands and my soapy
hands over her buttocks and then down the crack of her arse, circling her
sphincter with my fingertip before sliding down and up and under her slit
to massage her clit.  "That's tickly," she giggled.  I slid my ring finger
into her tight little vagina with my middle finger still on her clit and a
slid in and out.  My finger went in somewhere between two and three inches
before coming up against her cervix.  She was tight, I could feel the walls
of her love tube gripping my finger on all sides.  I could feel a little
entrance hole in her little cervix which was just jutting down at the end
of her tube.  I slid out and up to her sphincter and massaged it for a few
strokes until gently pushing into her rectum, up to the first knuckle. 
"Oooo that feels funny" she complained.  I pulled out and washing my hand
over her soft smooth globes, "OK, your clean now," I said and lifted her
from the tub.

   I towelled her down off and carried her to the bedroom to dry her hair
and get her dressed for bed.  "Ready for bed, sweetie?" I asked her.  "No,
not yet, I'm not sleepy, can we watch TV for a while?" she asked.  "OK just
a little while," I replied as I picked her up and carried her to the
lounge. She snuggled into my side; I put my arm around her and kissed the
top of her head smelling her hair, a mixture of shampoo and little girl
smell.

   "Uncle Eddie," she said questioningly, "what's orgasm?" Oh dear, here we
go, I thought, why couldn't she ask me a simple question likes 'what's the
meaning of life'.  "That's a difficult question, sweetie and one that
little girls shouldn't be asking, who told you this word?" I asked.  but of
course I strongly suspected I knew the answer?  "Robert, told me I should
try to orgasm but I don't know what it is, what is it," she said pressing
me.  "I'm not supposed to tell, sweetie, it's a secret for older boys and
girls, what else has Robert told you?" I asked.  "He told me that if I
swallow some sperm it will make my boobies grow," she replied.  "And have
you swallowed some sperm?" I asked.  "No, Robert can't make sperm, is it
true, if I swallow some will it make my boobies grow?" she asked.  "Why do
you want your boobies to grow," I asked her.  "I want to be pretty," she
replied.  "But you are very pretty," I said reassuringly kissing her
forehead.  "No, not that kind of pretty, I want to look older pretty, but
does it work?" she asked.  "Yes, it helps a little bit, but you mustn't
tell anybody I told you," I said.  "And orgasm, what's orgasm," she again
asked?  "That's more difficult for me to explain sweetie, because I'm not a
girl, it's a nice tingly feeling you get when you rub between your legs,
maybe you should ask Tuti," I told her.  "Where do I rub?" she asked
pulling up her night shirt and opening her legs.  "It's not that simple
sweetheart, it's half in the rubbing and half in your mind, you need to
think about when you have felt the most tingles and what made you feel that
way and anything else that might make you excited, you might have to try
different things until you find something you like," I told her.

   Thinking to herself, "can I see you squirt?" she asked.  I laughed.  "no
you can not," I replied.  "Please," she said "that makes me tingly." "Well
you'll have to think of something else," I told her.  "I got lots of tingle
when you drank my magic medicine juice," she said.  That broke the sexual
tension in my dick which jerked pushing at my robe.  "ha," she laughed
'you're thing moved" and she reached forward grabbing my shaft through my
robe.  "Please let me see it squirt?" she asked.  "If I do will you
promises on your life that you will never tell anybody," I asked her.  "I
promise, I promises," she said gleefully.  "OK, tell you what we'll do,
I'll lay on the floor, and you can rub your willie on my tongue and rub my
willie and try and make it squirt at the same time," I told her.  She
looked at me puzzled.  "Come, I'll show you," I told her.

   I lay on the floor and manoeuvred her so that she was stood with her
legs either side of my head facing down my body towards my feet.  Heaven
was about to come to earth, I was looking straight up between the legs of
pretty little seven year old who was about to sit on my face and at the
same time wank my dick.  "OK sweetie, you crouch down like you're going to
wee wee," I told her.  She crouched down bringing her pussy onto my face
but with her weight still supported on her feet.  My nose millimetres from
her sphincter which was clean but the musty arse smell was overpowering the
much fainter odour of little girl love juice.  "Reach forward and take hold
of my willie and push it up and down like Robert showed you," I told her. I
felt her little hand take hold of my shaft.  The feeling of her little soft
podgy fingers on my throbbing man meat was divine.  "Now kneel down and
wriggle around until you find the place on your willie that tingles most,"
I told her.  Holding her hips I supported her weight whilst she manoeuvred
her little girl muff onto my mouth.  She tasted like nectar.  More flavour
than taste, a delicate flavour.

   With her stretched forward to reach my throbbing pole her arse was
raised slightly freeing my nasal sense from the contents of her rectum to
concentrate on the secretions from her love tube.  I lapped at her licking
her clit and tongue fucking her hole as she fucked my mouth.  Seven years
old she may have been but millions of years of evolution had wrote the
fucking programme into her DNA and the programme told her how to rock
backwards and forwards fucking my tongue.  Moans and whimpers came out of
her mouth as she ground down and wriggled her hips searching for the
pleasure zones.  Her head now lay on my stomach, her hand motionless around
my shaft as I ate her pussy, sucking and probing, licking and sliding her
soft puffy delicate folds around my face.  Her little puckered rose was
inches from my eyes, so close I difficulty focusing on it as I watched her
little sphincter pulsate in time with her pleasure.  I gently pulled her
but cheeks apart obscenely stretching her anal entrance.  Sliding my tongue
up I spread her juice along her crack and over the anus, momentarily
pushing at her back door.  I could feel her pulling on my dick and then I
felt the feather like touch of her little pick petal tongue lick the eye of
my knob.

   I gorged on her muff before diving my tongue deep inside and eating
hungrily.  A little cry emitted from her tiny frame, had she cum, could she
cum, surely it couldn't be possible.  Her body relaxed and she lay still. I
lay back staring at her wet and abused genitals, her white puffy lips
swollen now pink, engorged with blood.  I applied a little pressure to her
but hoping to push her head to my throbbing meat.  I wanted that little
pink tongue on my dick, I wanted to fill her mouth with sponk, I wanted to
see it running down her cheeks, dripping down her chin.  Her hand still
held my shaft but it was limp, I needed it squeezed.  My dick throbbed in
her fist crying for attention.  She was too engrossed in her own feelings.
"Did that feel nice sweetie?" I asked.  Her body shook like a cold wind had
just chilled her.  "Mmmmmm," she replied.  I rolled her off me and picking
her up I carried her to the sofa and lay her on top of me, my dick resting
in her slit, her head on my chest.

   By now, I'd lost all sense of fear.  My hormones had taken over and the
very best I could do was try to relieve myself without hurting her but
relief I was going to have, one way or another.  With both hands on the
soft round globes of her arse, I rocked my hips sliding my shaft along her
wet slit, each time getting a longer stroke, trying to catch the sensitive
underside of the head of my dick on her hot, soft, heaven hole.  Occasional
dropping the head beneath her and pushing at the hole before sliding up
along her crack.  Coming to her senses and realising what I was doing, she
said, "no, it won't go in like that, I have to crouch down." She raised
herself up and crouched down over my dick like she was going to take and
piss.  She held the shaft with my knob end at her entrance and she lowered
her weight onto me.  My rigid pole bent under her weight before popping
past her entrance.  With the head of my dick inside her tight little hole,
she stopped, looked up and smiled in accomplishment.  I held her hips
supporting her weight, worried that she was going to get injured.  She
pushed down a little more and another half inch went in.  I started to fuck
her slowly, with movement of less than an inch.  Oh, how it felt, her tight
wet little hole gripping my dick like a tight hand.  Her little gleeful
face, smiling as she pushed down until I could feel her little cervix
pushing against my knob end.  It was all over too soon, I erupted inside
her, right up against her cervix, my seed pumping into her and oozing out
down the sides of my shaft.  I pulled back a little to make room for my
seed.  "No, no don't squirt now, I need to swallow it, I want my boobies to
grow" she said as she climbed off my still pumping rod before dropping her
head and sliding soft little mouth over my dick.  My head swam with deliria
at the site of her little head on my knob, the feeling of her little
tongue, my seed dribbling into her mouth.  I watched for a while before
manoeuvring her round so that she knelt astride my chest with her arse and
full genitally expose and available for my pleasure.  White sticky cum was
dribbling out of her tight little hole to form a dangling rope about a inch
long before it's weight detached it and it dropped onto my chest, then
being replaced by more.  I spooned it up with my finger and tried to shove
it back in.  Feeling her hole grip my finger as it slid in.  Having drained
my nuts of their milky contents she sat up.  I turned her round to face me,
smiling through dribbles of sponk on her cheeks and chin.  "Will my boobies
grow now?" she asked.  "You might need some more to start them growing," I
told her.  We sat up and snuggled together.  "Can I sleep in your bed
tonight?" she asked me.  "OK, you go and clean your teeth and jump in my
bed and I'll just have a small scotch before I join you, " I said.

   She skipped off to the bedroom like nothing had happened; such
innocence. I poured myself a large scotch and sat down to reflect on the
evening's pleasure.  All my plans to somehow have sex with Amy without her
knowing and without her telling were now well and truly up the spout.  The
best I could hope for was that she felt like she had seduced me rather than
I seducing her and that might be reason for her to keep our secret.  And,
of course, she knew I knew about Robert.  All that aside, if I hadn't
fucked her, would I have regretted the missed opportunity for the rest of
my life.  The sight of my dick in her cunt was burnt into my brain
alongside the sight of her mouth round my dick.  It's not that it feels
better fucking a seven year old, in fact Tuti and Sarah were a far better
shag but nothing is more erotic than a seven year old wrapped around your
dick and they do say it's 90% thought, 9% smell and 1% feeling.  If it were
the other way round we could as much satisfaction out of fucking warm
liver. Scotch finished it was time to meet Mr Sandman.

   Amy was laying her side sleeping soundly, not even the sound of her
breathing, she looked like a little angel, she was a little angel, my
little angel.  I slid in and snuggled in behind her.  Breathing in the
smell of her hair.  I lifted the sheets and inhaled deeply the scent of
spent sex.  Like scotch, seven year old girl juice doesn't have the same
nose as twelve year old or twenty year old, it's softer, sweeter, more
delicate.  I slid a hand down her buttock cheeks and between her crack. 
The remnants of her juice and my slippy sponk remained at her hole.  I slid
my now turgid member between her legs and holding the shaft I wiped the
glans across her holes painting our juices up and down her slit and crack
of her arse.  Numbed by earlier vodkas, she soundly slept on.  Feeling for
her entrance with the tip of my knob I rocked rhythmically feeling her soft
wet but cheeks on my shaft and the delightful back pressure of the denied
entrance to her tight hole.  I wanted to fill her tube with my meat again
but I was satisfied by the feeling of pressure pushing back on my glans
from her tight entrance; I was going to fill her with more of my seed. 
Feeling the sponk rising up my tubes I pushed hard up against her hole
squirting my load into her little body.  The feeling of my juice squeezing
into her baby hole was delicious.  Finished, I lay there with my knob tight
up against her hole, denying the contents a way out, thinking about all
those little guys swimming round, hoping some would find a way through the
entrance of her cervix.  As the blood drained from my shaft I felt my dick
losing it's grip on her entrance.  I grabbed a handful of tissues and
slipped then between her legs before sliding out to the bathroom for a damp
face cloth to clean my little innocent ward.

   Next morning I awoke besides her.  Her arms draped over me, her little
frame snuggled into my back.  I slid out quietly and into the shower.  The
thoughts of what we'd done flooded my head and the pictures were not lost
on my dick which was screaming for more.  I was dreamily stroking my dick
when I heard a noise.  My little sweetie was sat on the toilet seat, legs
dangling over the side, grinning at me stroking my knob as she made her
morning tinkle.  "Morning sweetie, I didn't mean to wake you, I thought you
could get an extra five minutes," I said.  "I wanted to see if my boobies
had grown," she replied raising her night shirt to expose her little
nipples.  "Sweetie, you're boobies aren't going to brow overnight, it will
take a long time for them to grow," I told her.  She dropped her shirt and
reached for the toilet paper.  I wrapped a towel round myself and stood at
the sink to clean my teeth.  "If I swallow more sperm will they grow?" she
asked.  "It'll help a little sweetie, but it's not going to happen
quickly." I told her.

   Still sat on the toilet seat beside me, I could see her focused on the
tent in the towel made by my erection.  Reaching out, she slid her hand
under the towel and along my thigh searching for the snake.  "Will it
squirt some more?" she asked.  "Let's have a look at those boobies, " I
said as I lifted her nightdress off over her head.  I prodded her puffy
nipples with my finger, "I don't now they feel a little bit puffier to me,"
I said.  She prodded them with her little baby finger, "squirt some more,"
she said and she open the towel exposing my hot throbbing member.  I moved
forward, my dick swaying directly level with her mouth.  She reached out
and gripped the shaft.  Her mouth opened in anticipation of what was
coming. Her little tongue extended forward as my glans touched her lips.  I
Held her little head lightly as I slid my throbbing member into her mouth.
"Try to get as much in your mouth as you can honey, lick the underside with
your tongue and suck it like a lollipop," I instructed as I gently fucked
her mouth.  I felt the tip of my dick at the back of her throat and her
little tongue rubbing the sensitive underside of my prick.  "Here honey,
stroke these balls with your hands whilst your sucking?" I asked her
bringing her little chubby hands to my scrotum.

   Looking down I could just see her little honey pot below her tiny pot
belly.  Her bright little eyes looked up at me as she attempted to smile
through a mouthful of meat.  She wasn't the greatest cock-sucker in the
world and her little mouth struggled to cope with the task but the sight of
my dick sticking out of her little seven year old head was enough in itself
to bring me on.  Feeling the sap rising I pulled out of her mouth and
holding my dick an inch from her mouth, I said, "here it comes baby, get
ready." She opened her mouth wider and extended her tongue.  Sponk shot
across the air between us hitting the back of her mouth causing her mouth
to close in automatic response as she attempted to swallow.  The next rope
hit her closed lips and dribbled down her chin.  She opened her mouth again
and I slid the end of my knob inside as she lapped hungrily at the
subsiding flow.  "That's it sweetie, that's a good girl, suck it like a
lollipop, " I told her.  The feeling of her little mouth sucking my glans
was exquisite.  The site of sponk dripping from her chin onto her chest was
obscene.  My sponk running down her chest, "rub it into you boobies, baby",
I told her as I reached down with my hand to rub sponk into her puffy
nipples.  She took over massaging my juice into her little boobies.  My
limp dick fell from her mouth revealing the mess left behind, her chin and
chest running with my boob growing juice.  "Has it finished," she said as
she reached out gripping my shaft trying to squeeze out some more.  "Yes,
all finished sweetie, come on we better get you ready for school," I told
her trying to get us back on reality track.  I rinsed the face cloth and
wiped her face and chest clean.  "Go get yourself dressed and ready
sweetie," I told her and watched as she skipped off to her room, her naked
little frame dancing away like only little girls know how.  I got her off
to school, she seemed no worse for wear, just the occasional probing of her
chest as she probed to see if her boobies had grown any bigger!!

   I picked her up later that day and Tuti came home shortly after.  They
played in the gardens together.  Heinz and Helga were sat by the pool with
Eva, I could see Amy and Tuti talking to them and attempting to amuse Eva.
I slipped some shorts on and joined them for a glass of wine.  When Eva saw
me she clearly got excited.  Perhaps she thought I was going to pleasure
her again.  Not sure whether that elicited delight or fear in her.  Luckily
Amy and Tuti were prodding here and although Heinz and Helga saw her
response, they couldn't absolutely attribute it to my presence.  Helga
commented on how much Eva enjoyed playing with the girls.  Of course I
didn't correct her to tell her that it wasn't the girls prodding her that
excited her, it was the prospect of someone dipping into her fourteen year
old pleasure pot.  I had a couple of drinks with them and casual
conversation whilst the girls played in the gardens.  I may have imagined
it but Eva's eyes seemed to be calling me to her.  Either way there was
nothing I could do.  I parted with them telling them that Tuti would
baby-sit for them if she was home.  They seemed pleased with the offer.

   I'd already decided that as Sarah was due home in two days I'd spend the
time trying to get my relationship with Amy back to a platonic one.  I left
them to bathe together before bed and kept out of the way.  The following
day, Saturday, the day before Amy's return, I took the girls shopping for
provisions, the plan being to stock up George and Sarah's, fridge and open
up their flat spending Saturday night there so that when they got back on
Sunday the place would be nicely aired and the fridge would be full.  We
got to Sarah's place in the afternoon.

   I set about cleaning the place up whilst Amy and Tuti changed into their
swim suits and went off to the pool.  It was pretty much the same situation
at Sarah's complex to mine, a communal pool and a gathering of residents,
some swimming, some drinking and some BBQ'ing.  I grabbed a bottle of cold
wine and a book and found myself a recliner in the shade by the pool. 
There was about a dozen kids of various ages ranging from three to
thirteen, mainly girls.  They weren't all playing together, some swimming,
some playing with balls and some just chasing each other.  Amy and Tuti
were playing with another little girl who looked to be about eight years
old.  She was quite slim with blonde hair.  She was wearing a green one
piece bathing suit which stuck to her skin like another layer of skin.  At
a point in time they all came running over to me, "uncle Eddie, can I get
us some drinks please," asked Amy.  "Of course you can," I said, "aren't
you going to introduce me to you friend?" "This is Katy," said Amy.  "Hi,
Katy," I said shaking her hand, " do you live here?" I asked.  "Yes, I live
over there, that's my mum over there," she said pointing to her flat and
then at a slim blond lady whom I recognised at Susan Riley.  So this is the
little girl who's mommy is the pervert shagging a ten year old boy, I
thought to myself as I scanned her little frame noting the tight swim suite
drawn up into her slit.  I wondered what kind of abuse this little waif had
enjoyed at the hands of her parents.  The girls ran off to the flat.  I
walked over to Susan, "Hi, just thought I'd let you know that your little
girl is with Amy," I said.  She looked up over her sun glasses.  "Hi,
Eddie, isn't it, I've seen you around the golf club but I don't think we've
met," she replied.  "Yes, I've played golf with Shaun a few time," I
answered.  "Shaun, will be over soon, why don't you join us," she said
patting the chair next to her.

   I retrieved my wine and book and joined her.  She was quite trim, slim
with pert tits, elf like features.  I explained that I was looking after
Amy for George and Sarah and who Tuti was.  Shaun joined us shortly and we
shared a few drinks and few stories whilst the girls played.  A few time I
noticed Susan's lack of attention as she seemed more interested in events
across the pool.  A ten year old boy was playing with our girls.  Was that
her ten year old lover I wondered.  I also wondered whether Shaun was
oblivious to all this or whether he was playing games with Katie.  Their
curiosity drove them to steer conversation first towards where Pam was and
then towards Tuti.  I could see them thinking; what's he doing with a
twelve year old girl.  I explained how her mother had abandoned her and how
I'd got her a job as a teacher's assistant and he was earning extra money
baby-sitting.  I could see Shaun thinking.  "I hesitate to ask this bit
it's our anniversary tomorrow, I know it's a bit short notice but do you
think Tuti would be interested in earning a few bucks tonight whilst I took
Susan out for a meal, we wouldn't be late," he said.  "I'll speak to Tuti,"
I told them and walked over to where they were playing.  Of course Tuti
would do anything I asked and it was a matter of me telling her what was
happening rather than asking her.  "Hi Katy, your mum and dad want to go
out for a meal tonight, would you like Tuti to sit with you or would you
like to sleep over at Amy's?" I asked.  "Sleep over with me," shouted Amy,
jumping up and down with excitement.  "Sleep-over," said Katy.

   I returned to Shaun and Susan.  "Tuti will happily sit for you," I said,
"but Katy and Amy want to know if Katy can sleep over with Amy?" I asked.
They looked at each other, "are you sure you don't mind," asked Susan. 
"I've got two already, three isn't going to make any difference," I said.
"What about Katy's dinner," Susan said to Shaun.  "Don't worry about it, I
am sure she can muck in with whatever we're having, I'll probably dial up
for some pizza," I said.  They thanked me and shouted Katy over to go with
them and collect her clothes.  I steered the girls back to the flat and
dialled up the pizza place.

   Katy returned shortly and three of them played with Amy's toys until the
pizza man came.  I told them to change out of their swim suits into some
dry clothing.  I showered and changed into my robe spending the time
planning my evening.  One way or another I was going to have myself some
eight year old pussy.  When I came out of the shower Amy and Katy were
running round the flat naked chased by Tuti who was trying to get them to
put some clothes on them.  Amy looked quite plump next to Katy who was
eighteen months older and that eighteen months showed.  Katy's was a little
taller and had a fuller body, her nipples had substance and shape to them.
I got glimpses of her crack as they rolled round the floor.  Her pussy had
the baby puffy sides that define a toddler pussy.  I wondered how many
times Robert's ten year old dick had been in there and whether her dad had
been in there.  Had her father stretched her little hole.  I could have
watched those two little naked toddler bodies rolling round the floor all
night.  Laughing and giggling, totally oblivious to just how erotic their
game was.  "Put them in the bath please Tuti," I ordered.  Taking an arm
each Tuti dragged their wriggling bodies into the bathroom.

   Luckily she left the door open and I could watch from the other side of
the room.  Tuti, like all little girls, enjoyed playing mum and her little
charges took on the role of naughty toddlers.  Whilst it was nice have
three little girls at my finger tips, so to speak, it was also problematic
in that I couldn't really find an excuse to go into the bathroom and help
Katy wash her little coochie.  I saw Amy standing up and Tuti shouting at
her.  Tuti came out, her arms covered in soap bubbles and her top wet from
splashes.  "Mr Edward, Amy's being naughty," she said.  "What's she doing,
?" I asked?  "She said she's going to wee in the bath," she replied.  I got
up and went into the bathroom.  By this time Amy was sat down.  Two big
sets of eyes, set in coy little 'butter wouldn't melt in my mouth' faces
followed my entry.  "Amy are you being naughty?" I asked.  "No, I just need
a wee and Tuti wouldn't let me go," she said.  "That's not true, she wanted
to wee in the bath water," Tuti complained.  "I didn't," Amy replied with a
lie.  "OK, OK, never mind," I said, "pass me that cup," I said to Tuti
pointing to the plastic cup holding the toothbrushes.  "Here, you can wee
in this," I said to Amy handing her the cup.  She stood up, "you hold the
cup for me Katy," she ordered.  Katy held the cup between Amy's legs as Amy
splayed her knees and pulled her pussy lips apart to expose her urethra set
in the delicate pink interior.  Urine started with a dribble them a jet
flow hit the bottom of the cup splashing up over katy's hand.  Both girls
laughed and giggled so much that neither could keep their target with as
much urine splashing over katy's hand as went into the cup.  Tuti, stood by
with a stern disapproving look on her face.  She was playing the mommy
wanting to scold her naughty little girls.

   As Amy's bladder emptied to a trickle I took the cup from Amy and
emptied it down the sink.  "Do you need to wee Katy?" I asked.  like it was
the polite thing to do.  With a lip on her finger and a coy naughty look on
her face she nodded her head.  "OK you hold the cup for Katy, " I said as I
handed Amy the cup.  Katy stood up.  "Open you legs and pull your willie
open," Instructed Amy.  Katy's head craned down to as she fumbled with her
pussy lips trying to make sure they were open and nothing impeded the flow.
The ever interfering Amy was poking her hand in, "no like this," she said
pulling Katy's lips apart.  "You hold the cup", she said handing Katy the
cup and taking over the roll of pussy holder.  Katy concentrated as Amy
held her puffy lips open exposing her pink interior and a clit which was
surprisingly big, certainly bigger than Amy's.  She started to trickle
urine and then the water turned to a jet flow causing raucous laughter from
both girls.  Amy was failing to hold Katy open and at a point in time moved
her hand knocking the cup from Katy's hand.  As she fumbled for the cup she
came into Katy's piss stream.  Katy unable to stop the flow tried to direct
the jet away from her only to find Amy had gone the same way trying to
avoid the flow of urine.  My dick was throbbing steel hard forming a tent
in my robe at the sight of toddler pissing on toddler.

   Tuti was not impressed at their naughty behaviour.  Trying, for Tuti's
sake, to play the adult, "come on girls, be sensible," I scolded, but
lightly, not wanting the show to stop.  "Leave them to it Tuti," I told her
"let them play by themselves".  With Tuti out of the way, I had my chance
for a little fun.  "Come on let's make sure your smelly places are clean,
you first Amy," I said reaching for her arm to help her stand.  She knew
what was coming and reacted nonchalantly which helped as Katy was watching
what appeared to be standard acceptable behaviour.  I soaped my hand and
washed her soft puffy hairless pussy allowing my middle finger to slip up
into her crack.  She giggled away, "stop, that tickles," she said, her wet
little frame wriggling on my hand increasing the pressure of my digit on
her button.  "You're done," I said lowering her in the water, "you next
Katy," I said taking her arm.  After seeing Amy giggling away at the
procedure, what could she do, she rose from the water and I rubbed the bar
of soap over her coochie before using my hand to massage it in.  I could
feel her little body jolt as my middle finger slid across her hole and
massaged her clit.  All this time naughty Amy was splashing her.  Katy was
oblivious to the splashing, she was like a rabbit caught in the headlights,
her attention was concentrated on where my fingers were rubbing.  "How's
that, feel clean enough now?" I asked.  She smiled at me, a big question
written on her face - is he washing me or is he playing with my naughty
bits, she was asking herself.  I lowered her into the water to rinse off
and lifted Amy out wrapping her in a towel.  I then lifted Katy out and
wrapped her in a towel.  "Get yourself dry Amy whilst I help Katy, " I
ordered.  I dried her little frame off whilst the two girls chattered away,
oblivious to my attention to their sexy little bodies.  "Right go and get
yourself dressed," I ordered and watched them skip off to Amy's bedroom.

   I got myself a drink and sat in the lounge.  Tuti joined me dressed in
her nightdress.  She snuggled in besides me.  "That Amy's so naughty and so
rude," she said.  "She's just a little girl," I replied.  "But she's so
rude, last night she wanted to touch me and she wanted me to tell her about
orgasm," she told me.  "She's just curious sweetie, it's not naughty it's
just growing up," I told her.  "So should I let her touch me?" she asked.
"It's up to you, honey, do whatever is comfortable for you, Amy wants to
explore, to satisfy her curiosity, if you want to help her learn, help her,
if you don't like her touching you, don't let her," I told her.  "And is it
OK for me to touch her?" she asked.  "If she wants you to and you want to
it's OK," I said.  "She wanted me to help her orgasm," she told me.  "I'm
don't think she's old enough but you can help her try if you want to," I
told her.

   She snuggled into me, sliding one hand inside my robe and the other
between her legs.  Nibbling little kisses into the side of my neck, her
hand slid down my chest and onto my dick.  She obviously felt the wet
pre-cum and she massaged the slippy fluid around my bell end.  "Can we go
into the bedroom?" she asked.  "I would like to so much sweetie but there's
no way those two imps would sit quietly whilst we were behind a locked
door," I told her.  I would have loved to have fucked her ears off her on
the spot, apart from the fact that she had a beautiful tight twelve year
old body, her juices were flowing, she wanted it, which is a major turn on.
But, I could have her anytime and tonight I wanted to save myself for
whatever I could get from my little eight year old cutie.  I kissed her
forehead, "you know how much I love you baby," I said to her looking deep
into her big brown eyes.  She smiled, and kissed me back, "I love you too,
I just want us to be together by ourselves, " she said.  "We will, baby,
there'll be plenty of days next week," I replied.  "Can I get myself a
drink, ?" she asked.  "Let me get us all a drink," I replied.

   Having wracked my brains, I couldn't think of a way to get Katy on her
own.  I had left the sleeping tablets back at my flat so that option was
out.  The best I could come up with was slipping some vodka in their juice
and hoping something developed.  I poured three orange juices laced with
vodka.  I could hear giggling and clattering coming from Amy's room and
went in to investigate.  Amy and Katy were both stark naked amongst a sea
of toys all over the floor.  "Get your nighties and panties on girls,
quickly, I've made you a drink," I told them.  The door bell rang, it was
the pizza delivery boy.  I paid him whilst Tuti laid out the pizza on the
table.  The two girls smelt the pizza and came running out, still stark
naked.  I took both their hands and led them back into Amy's room.  "Amy,
get yourself dressed whilst I help Katy," I said and sitting her on the
edge of the bed I got her night-dress and panties and knelt in front of
her. I raised her feet as though necessary to get on her panties but raised
them especially high to get a good close up view of her little eight year
old hole.  I wanted to see close up if there was any sign of a penetrable
hole.  I lifted her feet up so high, she must have felt that In wanted her
to lay back which she did.  Her legs over the side of the bed, her puffy
mons inches from my face.  It took all my strength to stop myself falling
onto her and eating her little pussy.  Failing to get eyeball on the
entrance to her pleasure pot, I slid on her little white panties.  And
lifting her to a sitting position I slid her night dress over her head
before carrying her out to the dinner table.  Her little bottom sat on the
palm of my hand, I could feel the damp heat from her crack.

   We sat and ate the pizza, I kept their drinks topped up with vodka and
orange.  It wasn't long before I had a couple of tiddly toddlers running
around.  Tuti soon lost interest in trying to restrain them and settled
down to watch TV.  It was treated to views of toddler panties stretched
over puffy mons in every position.  After copious drinks and several visits
to the toilets, Katy sidled up to and whispered in my ear, "uncle Eddie, I
had an accident, my panties are wet," she said, followed by a hiccup.  Her
eyes darting around to make sure Amy hadn't noticed her shame, I slid my
hand down and up between her legs, "let me see," I said as I cupped her
little cunnie over her warm wet panties.  "Come with me," I told her as I
led her by the hand to the bedroom.  I looked through Tuti's bag and found
a clean pair of panties.  "let's try these, they may be a too big," I said.
As I slipped off her wet pants the aroma of warm wet little girl piss rose
up from between her legs.  "Pooeee, I think we need a little wash first," I
told her as led her by the hand to the bathroom.

   Sitting her on the toilet, I raised her legs so that her feet were on
the front of the toilet seat and her knees apart.  Her eight year old slit
parted slighty exposing the pink interior and the entrance to her little
honey pot.  Her little baby cunt was as porcelain white as Amy's, not quite
as puffy, she's lost some of her baby fat.  Her inner lips looked larger,
more developed than Amy's.  The pink of her inner lips contrasted starkly
against the white of her mons.  "Do you need to wee some more before we
clean you up?" I asked.  Her little eyes darted round in her head as she
sought out the area of her brain which told her the volume of the contents
of her bladder.  She looked down at her cunt and concentrated as a weak
stream of urine ran down her crack and dribbled into the bowel. 
Hiccupping, "that's all there is," she said with a little vodka slur of her
speech.  I rinsed a face cloth and some soap on my hand and I rubbed the
soapy hand up and down her slit, my middle finger probing her tight eight
year old vagina.  "That tickles," she said.  I knew that Robert had been in
there so I had no hymen to worry about as my finger slid an inch up her
hole.  She was tight but no tighter than Amy.  He clit grew from beneath
it's hood as I massage washed her little cunnie, it was much bigger than
Amy's, about the same size as Tuti's.  Her inner labia lips had turned a
darker shade of pink and looked a little puffier.  Her eyes were closed as
I slid my soapy hand down her slit across her hole to her little pink
rosebud.  I felt her sphincter twitch as I massage washed around her little
rear entrance.  "That's it your clean," I said bringing her back to earth.
I wiped her super clean cunny with a damp face cloth before sliding Tuti's
panties up her legs.  I stood her up and they just fell to the floor, they
were far too big.  "You'll have to go without panties sweetie, just try and
keep you nightie down so Amy doesn't see, " I told her.  Her finger resting
on her bottom lip she smiled at me with an impish twinkle in her eye and
off she skipped back to join her friend.  I examined her little wet
panties. I covered my face with then and drunk in her smell, a mixture of
urine and little girl musk.  I played with the idea of jacking off my
throbbing meat into them but resisted hoping for a better use for me sperm
sometime soon.

   For the next hour or so I sat on the sofa watching them play, wracking
my brains for ways of getting some one on one time with Katy but couldn't
work out a way.  If I gave them any more vodka they'd be ill.  As their bed
time approached I'd resigned myself to the probability that I was not going
to plant my seed in the eight year old.  "OK girls, bedtime," I told them.
Tuti'd had enough, she wanted sex with me and these two little brats were
in the way.  She took them both by the hand and led then into the bedroom.
I went with them and tucked all three into Amy's double bed; Tuti in the
middle with a toddler either side.  Kissing all three on the forehead I
left them leaving the door ajar.  I wondered if Sarah and George had any
blue movies to entertain me.  I had a rummage through their bedroom.  I
didn't find any movies but I did find a couple of dildo's in a draw under
the bed.  No doubt they had seen considerable service at Sarah's hand.

   I was suddenly aware that it was quiet.  I had expected that three girls
in the same bed would be giggling and chattering for a long time before Mr
Sandman brought them down.  I crept up to their door to check on them
expecting to find three little angels sleeping peacefully.  I was blown
away at the sight that confronted me.  All three were naked.  Katy's head
was between Tuti's legs and Amy was sat on her face facing down her body
towards Katy.  Tuti's legs were bent at the knee and splayed open flat on
the bed.  She had her hands at the back of Katy's head pulling her face
into her pussy.  She was writhing and moaning, her moans were muffled by
Amy's little box.  Amy was grinding down on her tongue trying to find her
pleasure zones.  I couldn't help squeezing my dick and as soon as I touched
it my balls erupted squirting their milky contents at the door.  I knew
Tuti was feeling a bit frisky and frustrated but didn't realise that she
was feeling this horny.  Tuti's arms dropped to her sides as her climax
waned.  I crept away to avoid frightening them.

   Suddenly a plan to get inside a little girl's knickers formed in my
head. I now had the 'black' on her and could use it to bargain with.  Using
my cell phone I dialled the landline ]and let it ring a couple of time
before picking it up.  I then knocked light on Amy's bedroom door giving
the girl's time to rearrange themselves.  I opened the door to find three
little angels lying side by side, smiling like butter wouldn't melt in
their mouths.  They obviously didn't realise that the air was heavily
scented with their sex.  "Katy, you mom's on the phone," I said.  She lay
there, her eyes spinning in her head, I was soon to find out why.  "Come
Katy quickly, you mom wants to ask you something," I said.  She slid out of
the bed, naked and embarrassed, she picked her nightie up off the floor and
holding it against her chest to cover her shame she came out to the phone.
I closed the door on her two accomplices leaving them to continue their
game without her.  Katy picked up the phone, "hi mom . . .  mom. . .  mom,"
she said and of course got no answer.  Taking the phone from her, I told
her sternly, "your mom didn't call, I made that up to get you out of the
bedroom without embarrassing you, you were having sex with Tuti, I saw you
with your head between her legs, what would your mom say if she I told
her?" Her bottom lip quivered, a tear rolled down her face.  "OK, don't
cry, I won't tell your mom if you promise to tell me the truth," I said.

   I put my hands under her arms and lifted her naked body onto my lap, her
legs either side of mine.  She still clutched her nightie to her chest for
some comfort.  I pulled her face towards me to kiss her forehead.  I could
smell Tuti's juice on her.  "Are you going to tell me the truth?" I asked
her.  She nodded.  "What were you doing to Tuti?" I asked.  "I was sucking
her clit," she replied.  "Have you done that before?" I asked.  She nodded.
"Who with," I asked?  She hesitated.  "You promised to tell the truth," I
said sternly.  "You won't tell my mom if I tell you, will you?" she asked.
"No I won't tell anybody," I said with my hand on my heart.  "Mommy," she
replied, "mommy sucks me and I suck mommy," she added.  "How long have you
and mommy been sucking each other." I asked?  "Since I was a baby," she
replied, "when I was a baby mommy used to call her clit my little dummy,
she would take out my real dummy and tell me to suck her little dummy and
when I cried at night she would rub or suck my cunnie until I went to
sleep." "And does you daddy rub or lick your cunnie?" I asked.  "No daddy
only likes to watch," she replied.  "So does daddy watch when mommy if
sucking your cunnie?" I asked.  "Yes, he likes to watch me and mommy and
rub his penis and make it squirt," she explained.  "Do you sometime rub
daddy's penis for him?" I asked her.  "No, daddy won't let anybody touch
his penis," she said.

   Now a little more relaxed her arms had lowered her nightie exposing her
little pink nipples.  My dick was now finding it's second wind.  I was
finding the conversation both revealing and erotic.  Just how kinky are her
parents, I wondered.  "And have you ever touched a boys penis?" I asked. 
She nodded her head.  "Who's penis have you touched?" I asked.  "Robert,
but he can't squirt, and uncle Arthur," she replied.  "Can uncle Arthur
squirt?" I asked.  With a finger on her bottom lip and a big smile she
nodded her head.  "Do you like it when uncle Arthur squirts?" I asked. 
Again, a big smile and a nod.  "Would you like to rub my penis and make it
squirt?" I asked.  Now a bigger smile and quicker and more enthusiastic
nods.  "Here let's put your nightie on before you get cold," I said to her
taking it from her hand and away from covering her soft white puffy pussy.
I held it over her and she lifted arms as I slipped it over her head.  "And
does uncle Arthur rub your cunnie?" I asked.  "Yes, but his penis is too
big," she replied.  "Too big for what?" I asked.  "Too big to fit in my
cunnie," she replied.  "Has Robert put his penis in your cunnie?" I asked
her.  "Yes but he can't squirt," she replied.  "When did Robert first put
his penis in your cunnie?" I asked her.  "When I was five," she replied. 
"Does mommy know about this?" I asked her.  "Yes, mommy asked me to help
Robert to try and squirt, she asked me to let Robert put his penis in my
cunnie, mommy showed us how to do it," she revealed.  "How did she show
you,' I asked?  "She showed me how to rub Roberts penis until it grows
stiff and then she held it up whilst I sat down on it until it went inside
me," she explained.  "And did it hurt?" I asked.  "A little bit at first
but it doesn't hurt anymore," she said.  "You are very pretty little girl,"
I said as I slipped my hands between her legs feeling the damp heat of her
hole on my fingers.  "Who is uncle Arthur?" I asked.  as I gently circled
her honey pot hole.  "He worked with daddy, he lived at number 17 but he's
gone back to America now," she replied.  "And did daddy like to watch you
with uncle Arthur?" I asked.  She nodded.  "What did daddy like to watch
best?" I asked.  "Daddy likes mommy and I to do dirty talk when we played
our games with uncle Arthur," she replied.  "What did daddy like you to
say?" I asked.  "He liked me to say "lick my pussy; lick my arse; tongue
fuck my little cunnie, your tongue feels so big in my little cunnie; I want
to swallow your sponk; I want you to squirt your hot sponk in my face" and
mommy had to say, "fuck me deeper; I love you big fat cock up me . . . . 
and stuff like that," she explained.  "And what did uncle Arthur like
best?" I asked her.  "Uncle Arthur liked it when I sucked his dick," she
replied.  "And what did you like best?" I asked.  "I liked it when uncle
Arthur sucked my pussy and I liked to watch him squirt his stuff," she
replied.

   "Your such a pretty little girl, I wish I had a pretty little girl like
you as my daughter," I told her as I pulled her face to mine planting a
gently kiss on her lips.  I pulled her too me sliding my hand under her
soft little botty and bringing her little cunny onto my steel hard rod.  I
moved rocked her little frame so that her pussy massaged my throbbing meat.
I whispered in her ear, "say those dirty talk things to me sweetie." "Oh
uncle Eddie, your dick feels so nice on my pussy, it makes my pussy feel
all tingly, please put it inside me, squeeze your hard dick into my tight
little hole, I want to feel you inside me, I want you to squirt sponk deep
into my hole, I want you to play with my little botty whilst you fill me
with sponk, I want to suck you dick, I want to taste my little girl juices
on your hot fat dick in my mouth," she said with as same feeling and
conviction as a $500 whore.  She'd been well trained.  Eight years old and
she knew every button to press, where the buttons were and how to press
them.  I lifted her little face to look into her big blue eyes.  "Do you
like the dirty talk?" she asked.  I kissed her lips.  "Yes it makes me feel
all tingly," I said, "would you like to suck my dick for me?" I asked her.
"OK," she replied nonchalantly.

   I leaned forward and covered her lips with my mouth with a kiss and I
slid my tongue across her lips.  "Daddy doesn't like us kissing," she said.
"That's sad," I said, "I like to kiss pretty girls, do you like kissing?" I
asked.  She smiled and nodded.  I kissed her again, this time our tongues
met halfway and played with each other.  I picked her up and carried her to
the bedroom and locked the door behind us.  I lay her on the bed and slid
down between her legs.  She knew what was coming and opened her legs.  I
put her legs over my shoulders and moved in to exam her little love box. 
She pulled a pillow down to raise her head so she could look down her body
to view the action.  Her lips were already slightly open, puffy and pink
and moist at the edges.  I gently opened her to expose her secrets.  I
could smell her sex, sweet, delicate, a mixture of musk, piss and little
girl smell.  Her moist interior was a darker shade of pink to Amy or maybe
she was excited.  I put my thumbs either side of her hood and gentle
pushed. "Ooooh," she gasped as her little clit popped forth.  It was almost
white in colour, tiny but bigger than Amy's.  My eyes ran down her slit to
the entrance to her love tube.  It was about a half inch in diameter giving
me sight access to about in inch inside her tube which glistened in the
light.  I leant into her love nest, her scent getting heavier as I got
closer.  I covered her box with my mouth and lapped my tongue up from her
hole to her clit.  "Yes, that's it, that's the spot suck my clit," she
demanded.  I sucked on her clit like it was a tiny baby dummy.  "Ooooh,
yes, poke your tongue down my hole and then to my clit and back," she
instructed.  My head was swimming, was this little tot really getting off
on this or was she 'talking dirty' as instructed by her tutors.  If she was
faking it she was doing an excellent job.  I slid my tongue beneath her and
jabbed the tip at her little puckered back door.  Her body jolted at the
surprise intrusion.  She giggled.  Resuming my ministration to her clit and
love tube I poked a her sphincter exploring its resolution to deny entry.
She wriggled her little frame like there was some elusive spot in her
genitalia which she couldn't find.  I slid up her body and looked into her
face.  My face covered with her juices.  She smiled at me.  I wanted my
dick in her tight little cunt.  I kissed her.  "I need to wee," she said.
"I want to watch you weeing," I told her.  She giggled.

   I picked her up and carried to the ensuite bathroom.  My mind raced at
the perverted possibilities.  I felt free to do anything that didn't upset
or hurt her.  I was unconcerned at my abuse being discovered.  In fact I
hoped she did tell her parents, maybe there was a vacancy for Arthur's job!
I sat on the toilet and stood her before me.  I slipped off her night shirt
over her head to expose her frail eight year old frame.  I wanted to watch
her peeing in her panties and I wanted to watch the flow squirt from her
urethra and I wanted her to pee on my face and I wanted to taste her little
girl pee; so many things, so much choice.  I stripped off and sitting on
the toilet seat, I lifted her so that she stood on my knees, her little box
level with my face.  "OK pee now," I instructed.  My tiddly little toddler,
cupping her crotch with her hand, giggled, "but I'll splash you," she said.
"I want you to splash me," I replied and pulled her to me blowing a
Raspberry on her puffy mons, breathing in her scent.  She concentrated and
then a dribble splashed out of her lips quickly followed by a splutter then
a jet stream splashed on my chest.  She giggled and laughed as her little
girl piss splashed on my chest and ran down.  As the stream subsided but
before she was spent, I pulled her to me and covered her box with my mouth
savouring the last dribbles, sucking and lapping her slit, tonguing her
urethra.

   Coming up for air, "that was fun," I said as I dropped her to sit on my
lap.  "You're silly," she replied.  My dick was throbbing, literally
pulsing.  "You're dick's moving," she noted.  "His name is Ken and he wants
to say hello to the pretty girl," I said.  "Hello Ken," she said.  "Hello
little girl, can I have a kiss," I squeeked out of the side of my mouth
like it was my dick talking.  She slipped off me lap and kneeling in front
of me she lowered her head onto my throbbing meat.  She ran her tongue
through the pre-cum before loading my knob into her mouth.  Her little
tongue moved like a piston on the underside of my dick.  "That feel's so
good sweetie, suck my cock deep baby," I told her and she responded by
trying to get more meat in her mouth.  I could feel the back of her throat
on the head of my dick.  She came up for air, kissing the head of my dick
as she lifted her head, her hand continuing to wank my shaft.  "Do you want
to shoot in my mouth or over my face?" she asked.  "I'd like to squirt
inside your pussy if it'll fit sweetie," I replied.  Looking carefully at
my throbbing man meat, "it might fit, it's bigger than Robert but it's
smaller than uncle Arthur," she replied.

   I picked her up and carried her to the bed room.  I lay on my back and
she climbed on top of me, squatting over my erect steel hard pole.  She
lowered her hole onto of the head of my dick.  She was wet, not dripping
wet but certainly had some lubrication.  I was pouring out pre-cum like
piss.  I rubbed the head of my dick around her hole to coat the entrance
with pre-cum.  She lowered her weight onto me.  My shaft bent under her
weight as it pushed against her hole.  She grimaced.  Suddenly the head
squoze past her out rim.  She stopped pushing a look of shock on her face
which turned to a smile as she realised she accomplished penetration and
was still in one piece.  Her tight little hole gripped the head of my knob
like a vice.  So tight, so warm.  "That feel's so nice sweetie," I told her
reassuringly.  I rocked my hips getting a little movement inside her, just
millimetres.  She let her weight go again and slid down my shaft by about
an inch.  "Ooooh that feels sooooo nice sweetie," I said, rocking a bit
deeper.  "Does it feel good with your dick in my tight little cunnie?" she
asked provocatively.  "It feels so, so good, " replied.  "I can feel you're
your hot dick throbbing and stretching my little hole, it feels so big
inside me," she said.  "Don't hurt yourself sweetie, take it out if it
hurts," I said.  "No, it's OK if you go slowly, I want to feel you squirt
inside me, nobody has ever squirted inside me before, I want to feel what
it's like, tell me when it's coming," she said as she pushed down until the
my dick hit her cervix.  I felt round her little bottom with my hand
searching for her little rosebud, I wanted a finger up her arse when I
came. Finding her little back door I let go of my seed.  "Here it comes
baby, it's squirting up soon," she rocked harder increasing my pleasure as
I shot the first load deep in her eight year old womb.  "Yes, I can feel it
inside me," she said with glee as she felt the hot fluid coat the soft
walls of her tube.

   I had so much to thank Robert for, I thought to myself, there's no way
I'd have been able to get inside Amy or Katy if he hadn't spent the last
year loosening them up.  The sperm added to the lubrication and seemed to
give me an extra half inch penetration.  I looked down at my dick stuck up
inside the eight year old.  Sponk running down the sides as it squelched
out of her tube.  Here head was also down to get a look at the action. 
Drained of sperm I lay there spent, gasping for air.  "Did that feel nice?"
she asked.  "That felt wonderful," I told her.  She sat back sliding off my
steaming meat, the rim of the head getting caught on the muscles at her
entrance before plopping out followed by a dollop of sperm pulled her up
onto my chest to allow the sperm to drain on me and not the bed sheets. 
Smiling like a Cheshire cat, "wanna do it again?" she asked.  "I do
sweetie, I want to do it all day and all night, forever," I said.  "You're
silly," she giggled.  First we need to clean up I said as I lifted her and
carried her to the bathroom.  Standing her in the sink I washed her abused
little muff.  It was now an extreme shade of pink and no matter how brave
she was, she was must have been a little sore.  I dried her off and carried
her back to bed.  "Snuggle in baby whilst I get us something to drink," I
told her.

   I tip toed out quietly, checked on my other two little sleeping angels
and made my new friend and I a long cold drink.  By the time I got back to
the bedroom my little eight year old treasure was fast asleep.  She was
laying on her stomach, her head turned towards the centre of the bed.  I
slipped in and lay besides her.  Feeling her little breathing on my face, I
stroked her soft cherub cheeks and kissed her lips.  Sliding my hand down
her back I found her soft round globes and the damp heat emanating from her
crack.  I wondered if I'd get another opportunity to explore her little
body after tonight.  I probed into her crack and found her little rosebud
with my digit.  Soft yet hard, warm and sticky wet.  I wanted to see it one
more time.  I slipped the sheets over her head and slid down the bed
pulling the sheets off her to expose her porcelain white cheeks.  With a
hand on each globe I gently parted her cheeks to expose her tight little
pink rosebud, her little perineum and the shiny entrance to her tight
little love tube.  I kissed her cheeks and drunk in the warm moist scents
drifting up from her secret places.  The warm, moist, musky smell of sex
juice, sponk, urine and little girl botty.  I slid my outstretched tongue
between her cheeks and wriggled the tip into her tight sphincter, savouring
the flavours.  No matter how hard I pushed, there was no way her sphincter
muscle was going to be beaten by my tongue muscle but It was bliss trying.
Sliding down, my tongue found the entrance to her little honey pot and
savoured the flavours there.  I wanted so much to drive my dick deep into
her tight little eight year old arse.  Of course I wouldn't do it, I
wouldn't hurt her or even frighten or startle her so, covering her
innocence.  I let her sleep.

   I woke early, my little angel sleeping soundly by my side.  I carefully
picked her up and carried her to Amy's room, sliding her in alongside Tuti.
Returning to my bed, I felt deep satisfaction as I replayed events in my
head.



   To be continued . . .