Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: David Stephens
Title: Persuasion
Keywords: MMFFF/g, MM/b, M/g, inc, pedo



   Persuasion

   by David Stephens



   Monday

   "My name is Lyndsey Grant and I'm the local agent for the SPP - the
Society for the Promotion of Pedophilia.  I understand that you would like
to discuss certain matters with me - I believe concerning your three young
grandchildren?"

   The speaker was a genial middle-aged brunette and she was addressing a
handsome woman of similar years in the latter's spacious living room.  Also
in the room was a dark-complexioned young man who seemed slightly ill at
ease and sat apart from the women.

   "Yes, that's correct.  My name is Pamela Lee and I need some advice
about a difference of opinion my son and I are having about his children.
My friend Jean Cartwright suggested she arrange a meeting with you."

   "I've known Jean for many years," said Lyndsey with a smile.  "She's
been a consistent advocate of adult/child sexual relationships all that
time - and is in fact a valued member of the SPP."

   "I didn't know that - in fact I've never heard of the SPP before today."

   "You'd be surprised if I told you some of the other local members -
perhaps I will do when we know each other a little better.  Unfortunately,
in the current atmosphere of ill-advised prejudice against pedophilia, the
full membership list needs to be kept a closely-guarded secret - as I'm
sure you'll understand."

   "Yes indeed - though I assure you that I would never disclose any
information you gave me.  I for one am fully sympathetic to the society's
aims.  It's my belief that pedophilia is both natural and beautiful -
something that I've been trying to persuade my son Robert of."

   "I quite agree with you that pedophilia is natural and beautiful,
Mother, as you well know," said the young man, in the slightly weary tone
of one who is repeating a familiar argument.  "There's absolutely no harm
in being sexually attracted to children - the problem as I see it comes if
you decide to act on that attraction and start a physical relationship with
them.  I know you disagree with me but I find it hard to believe that
Ashley, for instance, could take my erect penis in her vagina or anus
without it causing her a good deal of pain."

   "Ashley is Robert's 7-year-old little girl," explained Pamela.  "He's
absolutely sexually besotted with her but refuses to act on his desires for
fear of harming her.  I've tried to convince him that his fears are
groundless but without success - I'm hoping that someone with your
expertise in this area will have better luck."

   "I'll try my best," said Lyndsey cheerily.  "Perhaps you could give me a
little more background detail - how did you two come to discover your
shared sexual interest in children?"

   "I'll have to let mother tell you about that," said Robert somewhat
brusquely.  "I've got to pick up the kids from Laurie's - I should be back
in about fifteen minutes."

   "You will talk to Lyndsey then, Robert, won't you?" said Pamela in a
slightly worried tone.  "I do think it's important that we discuss our
difficulties with someone who has a deep knowledge of pedophilia."

   "Both theoretical and practical!" chipped in Lyndsey.

   "Of course I'll talk to her, Mum," said Robert.  "I'm as anxious as you
to find a solution to our dilemma."

   "Laurie is Rob's wife," explained Pamela when her son had departed. 
"They agreed to live apart about six months ago - it was quite an amicable
separation.  Robert accepted my invitation to live here with me - my
husband died a few years ago and this house is far too large for one
person."

   "Do the children live with their mother - there are three of them, I
believe?"

   "Apart from Ashley, there's Philip - he's 6 - and 4-year-old Kirstie. 
They tend to shuttle between their mother's place and here - they have
their own rooms in both houses."

   "Do you think that your son and daughter-in-law parted because of his
pedophilic inclinations - if she knew about them, that is?"

   "There may be something in that.  Robert was initially very reticent
about what caused the split but he eventually hinted that Laurie had often
accused him of looking at the kids - Ashley in particular - with a more
than fatherly interest."

   "And yet you say it was an amicable separation ...  " mused Lyndsey.

   "It does seem strange that Laurie is quite happy for the children to
stay here if she suspects that Robert may be molesting them."

   "Not if she's actually aroused by the thought of her husband using their
kids sexually.  If so, it's quite possible that she finds such thoughts
hard to deal with.  On the one hand she feels she ought to conform to
society's abhorrence of pedophilia ...  "

   "And on the other," continued Pamela, "she acknowledges her growing
sympathy with Robert's lust for their kids ...  "

   "And willingly allows them to stay here in the hope and expectation that
Robert will abuse them - the imagining of which would give her a vicarious
thrill ...  "

   "And would hopefully lead to her being invited to share in the
molestation of their children!" finished Lyndsey.

   "Or perhaps those are just the fantasies of a couple of debauched
deviants."

   "Well, there is that!" laughed Lyndsey.  "Even so, I believe we may have
hit on the truth - only time will tell.  When exactly did you and your son
admit your pedophilic tendencies to each other?"

   "Shortly after he came to live with me.  Laurie hadn't been the only one
to notice that he regularly gave Ashley lecherous looks and from the start
I was on the lookout for an opportunity to let him know how much I
empathized with his obvious sexual interest in her."

   Pamela hesitated for a moment and for the first time looked slightly
flustered.

   "I'm not sure how much detail you want me to go into," she continued,
"but I had better confess here that when I was a little girl of Ashley's
age I also found myself the object of a father's desire."

   "How wonderful for you!" enthused Lyndsey.  "I hope he took steps to
satisfy that desire - please don't disappoint me!"

   "Yes he did," said Pamela with a smile, "after a few false starts.  When
mother was out of the house we used to cuddle together on the sofa as we
watched tv.  Those cuddles quickly developed into passionate kisses and
then to steamy sessions of mutual masturbation.  If mother hadn't caught us
one evening and put a stop to our little games, as she put it, I'm sure
that Dad would have soon had full sex with me."

   "And you regret that he never did?"

   "I regret that I had to wait nearly forty years before Dad finally made
love to me.  I visited him just after my husband died and after a few
drinks I unburdened myself and confessed that I so wished that he had taken
me to his bed and had his way with me all those years ago."

   "And how did he react to that?  Positively from what you say."

   "I can still remember my heart beating wildly as I waited for him to say
something.  He just smiled and took hold of my hand and led me to his
bedroom.  Then he undressed me and lay me on his bed and made love to me so
tenderly that it made me cry."

   "Would I be right in thinking that your father has made love to you on
more than that one occasion?"

   "I visit him once a week and as soon as I'm through the front door he's
got his hand inside my clothes, fondling my breasts or groping between my
legs.  We usually have sex at least twice while I'm there - it's the
highlight of my week!"

   "Do you think there's a possibility that your father lusts after little
Ashley - or the other children for that matter?" asked Lyndsey.

   "I would be surprised if he doesn't.  Ashley really is a delightfully
pretty child who is just beginning to be aware how sexy she is - I'm sure
dad would love the chance to give her the same treatment that I've been
getting these last few years!"

   When the 7-year-old walked into the room a few minutes later, Lyndsey
saw that Pamela had not exaggerated the little girl's prettiness - or
sexiness.  Ashley exuded the kind of innocent sensuality which to a
pedophile is far more provocative than the more blatant attractions of an
adult woman.  Her jet-black hair framed a pale, slightly-freckled face
which was, as usual, smiling and her slim figure was seen to its best
advantage in the thin, tight-fitting dress she wore.

   Close behind her were 6-year-old Philip, a tousle-haired scamp with a
mischievous grin, and little Kirstie whose unformed 4-year-old body was, to
Lyndsey, if anything even more desirable than Ashley's.

   "Why don't you go and play in the garden, children," said Pamela.  "It's
a shame to be inside when the weather's so fine."

   When the kids had scampered outside, after casting inquisitive glances
at Lyndsey, the two women made a serious effort to persuade Robert that
penetrative sex with girls as young as Ashley was not only possible but
also highly desirable.

   "If you truly love Ashley, Robert," said Lyndsey earnestly after several
minutes of discussion, "you really must develop an intimate relationship
with her that is based on frequent sexual intercourse!  There is a special
and profound bond between a father and his young daughter when they are
having regular sex that is truly beautiful."

   "It's time I left you now," she continued, "so that you and Pamela can
discuss this matter further in private.  I'm going to leave you a magazine
which will perhaps help to convince you that even little girls far younger
than Ashley can enjoy taking a hard length of cockmeat in their little
holes!"

   "Preteen Passions," read Pamela as Lyndsey passed her the magazine - the
tremor of excitement in her voice clearly evident.  "The quarterly journal
of the Society for the Promotion of Pedophilia."

   "The Society believes," explained Lyndsey, "that the uninformed
prejudice against adult/child sex is so pervasive that a publication such
as `Preteen Passions' is vital if people who are unsure about starting a
sexual relationship with a child - such as Robert - are to be persuaded
that it's the right thing to do."

   "Members of the Society," she continued, "consider it an honour to be
selected to appear in the magazine - you'll notice that every child in
there is clearly enthusiastic about taking part in sex acts with their
parents."

   Lyndsey observed with amusement that Robert hardly seemed to hear what
she was saying, so intent was he on poring over the graphic images in the
magazine.

   When she parted from Pamela at the front door - Robert was still
engrossed by `Preteen Passions' - Lyndsey invited the Lees to stay with her
for the weekend.

   "My daughter and son-in-law will also be there with their 5-year-old,
Amber.  Donna and Ray have used little Amber sexually since she was a baby
- so have I for that matter - and would be delighted to show you and Robert
just how much she adores being molested!"

   - - - - o o O o o - - -

   Wednesday

   "Mummy says I've got a sexy little bum - do you think I've got a sexy
little bum, Daddy?"

   Ashley had wandered into the room where her parents were chatting and
blurted out her question in the deceptively innocent manner which had
become usual with her recently.

   "Sexy little bum?" said Robert, looking at his wife with raised
eyebrows. "Is that an appropriate way to talk about your 7-year-old
daughter?"

   His tone was mocking but Laurie couldn't prevent her face from going
bright red with embarrassment.  She was spending a good deal of time with
her husband of late and had hopes of getting back together with him - the
last thing she needed was for him to discover her growing desire for
Ashley.

   "Well, you know," she muttered incoherently, "Ashley has got a very
pretty little bottom - don't you think?"

   "Sexy was the word you used, dearest, which is rather a different thing.
As it happens I completely agree with you - in fact I would contend that
our little girl is altogether an incredibly sexy little bitch!"

   "Robert!" cried Laurie in shocked delight, struggling to hide her
excitement as Pamela came into the room.

   "Daddy says I'm an incredibly sexy little bitch!" said Ashley proudly as
her grandmother sat down by her side.

   "Well I think we can all agree with that - can't we, Laurie?"

   Laurie looked at her mother-in-law with amazement and swallowed hard as
she considered her reply.

   "Can't we, Laurie?" repeated Pamela, looking intently into her
daughter-in-law's eyes.

   "Yes - yes, we certainly can!" said Laurie at last, returning Pamela's
gaze candidly.

   "In fact, if I was to say that Ashley is such an extraordinarily
hot-looking little slut that it would be a crime not to sexually molest her
at every available opportunity ...  "

   "Oh, you're so right!" moaned Laurie.  "I can't tell you how I've longed
to molest Ashley and use her as my sexual plaything!  I've suspected for a
long time that Robert has the same desire for her - but I had absolutely no
idea that you ...  "

   "How could I resist the charms of such a bewitching little slut?" said
Pamela with a smile.

   "What does molest mean, Mummy?" asked Ashley, a puzzled frown on her
pretty face.

   "You'll find out soon enough, kitten," said Robert, looking at the
7-year-old with naked lust.  "Go and play in the garden now - your nan and
I need to have a chat with mummy."

   As Ashley happily skipped outside Pamela looked with interest at her
son. His words seemed to suggest that he had at last decided to start
sexually abusing the 7-year-old - something which he had been steadfastly
resisting despite her persistent attempts to win him over to her point of
view.  She could only assume that his repeated perusal of `Preteen
Passions' had convinced him that little girls of Ashley's age were not only
physically mature enough to take hard cock in either vagina or anus - but
could also gain an immense amount of sexual enjoyment from having that cock
pumping into them hard and fast.

   During the next twenty minutes Pamela and Robert told Laurie about their
conversations with Lyndsey Grant of the SPP and of her urgent advice that
Robert should show his love for his 7-year-old daughter by having regular
and frequent sexual intercourse with her.

   "Anal as well as vaginal, I presume?" interjected Laurie hopefully.

   "Of course!" assured her husband promptly.

   "At first, Robert thought that Ashley was far too young to have sex,"
said Pamela, giving her son an affectionate look which suggested how naive
she thought he had been.

   "Men can be very innocent in some ways," said Laurie, looking at her
husband fondly.  "When I was a couple of years younger than Ashley our
next-door neighbour, Bill, enticed me into his house and fingered my little
pussy before stuffing a good part of his cock into me!"

   "That must have been extremely painful for you, surely?" insisted
Robert, though the image conjured up by his wife's words had given him a
growing erection.

   "Well, yes," admitted Laurie reluctantly, "but the pain didn't last long
and then it was replaced by a kind of searing throbbing heat which
increased as Bill stabbed his cock deep into me.  I can still remember the
wonderful sensation of his hot cum squirting inside me and then bubbling
from my slit as he pulled out of me."

   "Did you tell your parents what Bill had done to you?" said Robert, his
hard-on bulging obscenely through the crotch of his trousers.

   "Oh no!  I knew that if I did they wouldn't let him do it to me again!
He must have been scared that I would tell them, though, because he was
conspicuous by his absence for a few days - until I knocked on his door and
more or less begged him to have sex with me again, though not in those
words, of course."

   "You certainly were a horny little slut, Laurie," said Robert
appreciatively.

   "That's what Bill used to say," replied Laurie with a grin.  "After he'd
shagged me that second time he tentatively suggested to my parents that he
could babysit me if they wanted to spend an evening out together
occasionally.  They jumped at the chance - and when they saw how much I
enjoyed being with Bill their occasional nights out became more frequent."

   "And that made you a very happy little girl indeed?" suggested Pamela.

   "Extremely happy!" agreed Laurie.  "Bill had me to himself for at least
two evenings a week over the next six months and during that time he used
me sexually in every conceivable way."

   "Surely your parents must have suspected something?" said Robert.

   "At the time I thought that Bill and I had completely hoodwinked them -
even though on some mornings I could hardly walk because of the hard
fucking I'd received on the previous night.  It was only when Bill had to
go into hospital - where he eventually died - that my mother explained that
she had accused him of abusing me months before."

   "And yet she had allowed him to continue babysitting you?"

   "Apparently Bill readily admitted having sex with me but suggested that
as I enjoyed it as much as he did he should be allowed to continue using me
- and offered her money as an inducement."

   "Which she accepted?"

   "Without hesitation, apparently.  She and dad seem to have got their
kicks from having Bill describe to them what he'd done to me the night
before."

   "The point is, Laurie," said Pamela, eager to return to the subject of
the debauching of Ashley, "that you can refute, from your own experience,
Robert's ridiculous notion that a 7-year-old girl may be too young to
fuck."

   "I'm rapidly changing my mind about that," said Robert with a grin.

   "I should think so!" said Laurie.  "Ashley is certainly old enough to
have penetrative sex - by a couple of years if my own experience is
anything to go by."

   "Although it may be that you were a particularly precocious little
slut!"

   "Perhaps," said a smiling Laurie, "though I do believe that most little
girls are well capable of enjoying full sexual intimacy with an adult - if
they're seduced carefully and lovingly."

   "Does that include Kirstie?" murmured Pamela, glancing at her son as she
did so.

   "Hold on a minute!" snapped Robert.  "I'm just getting used to the idea
of debauching my 7-year-old daughter and now you're suggesting I do the
same with my 4-year-old!"

   "A devoted father should consider it his duty to introduce his children
to the delights of sexual pleasure," said Laurie quietly.

   "I suppose you want me to slip little Philip my length as well?" grunted
Robert.

   "Of course - Philip is as deserving of a fulfilling sex life as his
sisters!"

   "For the time being," broke in Pamela, "let's agree that Ashley is fair
game - once we see how she reacts to being molested we can make a decision
about the other two."

   Robert was willing to leave it there for the present.  He had a lot of
thinking to do - Laurie's proposal that he should have sex with both little
Kirstie and her 6-year-old brother seemed to him both incredibly perverted
and intensely arousing.  He found himself telling Laurie about Lyndsey's
invitation and asking her to babysit the kids while he and his mother were
away for the weekend.

   "Why don't you stay here with them," suggested Pamela.  "In fact, why
don't you get back together with Robert - there's surely no reason why you
should be parted now that you don't have any secrets from each other."

   It was then that Laurie tearfully admitted how confused she had been
when she had caught her husband leching after Ashley.  As Lyndsey and
Pamela had suspected, she had believed she ought to feel disgust towards
Robert - but instead found that she couldn't hide from herself her own
growing lust for Ashley - and her other children.

   "I'd love to come back to you, Robert - if you want me back, that is."

   In answer, Robert folded his wife in a close embrace and kissed her
passionately, thrusting the full length of his erection against her thigh.

   "I've missed you so much, Laurie," he moaned.  "I so want us all to live
together again - with mum as well this time because you see ...  well ... "

   "What my son is trying to say, Laurie," explained Pamela, "is that
during these last six months he's made me his whore - and randy sod that he
is, he doesn't want to give me up."

   "There's no reason why he should," declared Laurie firmly, surprising
herself by how thrilled she was at the idea of sharing Robert with his
mother.

   It was then that Pamela produced the copy of `Preteen Passions' which
had done so much to transform her son's attitude towards adult/child sex.
Laurie was just as entranced and aroused by the graphic images as her
husband had been and before long they found themselves in the main bedroom,
making love for the first time in six months - and with a fiery intensity
fuelled by the knowledge that in the near future they would be sexually
abusing their 7-year-old daughter.

   When, some time later, Pamela opened the bedroom door, undressed and
joined her son and daughter-in-law in bed, it seemed to all three of them
both excitingly perverse and yet somehow completely natural.  The sex that
followed was prolonged, ardent and deeply satisfying for all three - as was
the conversation afterwards in which they discussed how they would molest
little Ashley.  When Pamela and Laurie again attempted to convince Robert
that his two youngest children were equally deserving of his sexual
attentions, for the first time he began to find their arguments persuasive.

   "I'll think about it," Robert said eventually, though the glint in his
eye suggested he had already made up his mind.

   Pamela and Laurie grinned at each other conspiratorially, certain that
they had at last overcome Robert's resistance to their plans.

   - - - - o o O o o - - -

   Saturday

   Despite the numerous images in `Preteen Passions' showing little
children who undoubtedly adored being used sexually, Robert was unsure of
what he would find when he and his mother visited the home of Lyndsey
Grant. Lyndsey had said that her granddaughter, 5-year-old Amber, had been
molested since she was a baby - and had said it with a good deal of pride.
She clearly expected that he would be so delighted by Amber's happy
acceptance of her molestation that he would readily allow his own children
to receive the same treatment.

   Even though his wife and mother had already virtually convinced him that
it was probably not unusual for a 5-year-old girl to enjoy an active sex
life with her parents and other family members, Robert was still half
expecting to find that Amber was a forlorn child, forced to submit to
sexual violations which left her continually distressed.  The lively moppet
who grinned at him saucily as he entered Lyndsey Grant's living room
dispelled those negative thoughts immediately - it was evident that here
was a very happy little girl indeed.

   "Hello - I'm Donna Andrews," said a willowy blonde of about 25 who was
lounging in an armchair by the side of the crackling log fire.

   Robert reluctantly removed his gaze from little Amber and turned his
attention to her mother.  He smiled at Donna and introduced himself as he
openly admired her lissom body, clad as it was in only a short, skimpy
dress which was moulded to her sensuous curves.

   "Like what you see?" inquired Donna with a smile, clearly used to
receiving appreciative looks.

   "Very much indeed," said Robert candidly.  "I can see where Amber gets
her good looks from!"

   "She gets her horniness from her mother as well!" said a lean,
fit-looking young man who now came into the room with Lyndsey and Pamela.

   "This is my husband, Ray," explained Donna as he sat on the sofa and
pulled the giggling Amber onto his lap.

   "Amber certainly is a gorgeous little slut, isn't she, Robert?" said Ray
proudly.  "Of course, I'm biased, but ...  "

   "Not at all," assured Robert.  "Calling her a gorgeous little slut is
certainly not overstating the case.  It's self-evident that she's gorgeous
and I'm willing to take your word that she's a little slut - hopefully
she's going to prove that this weekend!"

   The 5-year-old looked at Robert with her clear blue eyes from her
father's arms and smiled at him.  Like her mother she was used to receiving
admiring looks and remarks - and she was already well aware that a little
girl should always welcome being called a little slut.  Her blonde curls
tumbling around her pretty little face, she cupped a tiny hand around her
father's ear and whispered to him eagerly.

   "Amber wants to know if you would like to look at her pussy, Robert,"
said Ray.  "She's certainly taken a shine to you - she's usually a little
shy with strangers at first."

   Having swiftly assured the 5-year-old that he would love to look at her
pussy, Robert watched intently as she hitched up her short denim skirt and
pulled her tiny white knickers aside to expose her smoothly plump labia. 
He was surprised by how reddened they appeared compared to the creaminess
of her thighs and pointed this out to her father.

   "Donna and I knew that you and your mother would want to see me fuck
Amber," explained Ray, "so we decided to put some work in on her little
holes this morning, before you came."

   The giggling 5-year-old put the index and middle fingers of her right
hand together and jabbed them repeatedly close to her pussy as she mimicked
what her parents had done to her earlier.

   "More than anything, Amber loves a hard length of cock in her holes,"
said Donna, looking fondly at her little daughter, "but she finds a couple
of stiff fingers pistoning inside her a more than acceptable substitute."

   "Lie back a bit, Amber," said Ray, slipping the 5-year-old's panties
from her legs with practised ease.

   "Look at that sweet little asshole!" he added, pulling Amber's bum
cheeks apart to reveal her tight anal pucker, its bright pinkness and
slight dilation confirming that it had recently received a vigorous
fingering.

   "Ray and I thought that you might want to sodomize our little darling,"
suggested Donna nonchalantly.

   "We don't offer Amber's arse to just anybody," explained Ray, "but
Lyndsey thinks that once you've seen how much our little girl loves being
fucked, you'll be persuaded that your 4-year-old is old enough for sex."

   "I'm increasingly willing to be persuaded, that's for sure," said
Robert, gazing longingly at Amber's lovely anus.

   "He's not even fucked Ashley yet," said Pamela in a tone of mock
despair.

   "That's your 7-year-old, isn't it, Robert?" said Ray.  "You've really
not fucked her yet?"

   The concept of waiting until your daughter was 7 before starting to have
sex with her was not one with which Ray could sympathize or indeed
understand.  He and Donna had started molesting Amber when she was a few
months old and he had taken both her vaginal and anal virginity well before
her fifth birthday.

   "He's just started slipping his hand inside her knickers and feeling her
up," said Pamela.  "The randy little slut keeps coming back for more - I
don't think she's likely to protest too much when Robert decides to dick
her."

   "I've got something here for you, Amber," said Lyndsey, sliding a glossy
magazine from a brown envelope.  "It came in the post this morning - I know
it's your favourite!"

   She passed it over to the 5-year-old who had to reluctantly cover up her
bottom and pussy as she sat up to look at the magazine cover.

   "Preteen Anal Whores!" cried Amber, excitedly looking up at her father.

   "That's your favourite, isn't it, kitten?" said Ray as he slid his hand
up the 5-year-old's skirt and fondled her bare mound.  "Can you read what
it says underneath this picture of the pretty little girl?"

   A brown-eyed, freckle-faced cherub of about Amber's age smiled from the
cover, holding the bloated heads of two impressively-sized cocks against
the soft skin of her cheeks.

   "Little Mindy in dp heaven," read Amber slowly, her little pink tongue
poking from between her lips as she concentrated on the words.  "What does
dp mean, Daddy?"

   "It means double penetration, darling," explained Ray, slipping a finger
into the 5-year-old's vagina.

   "You know what penetration means, Amber, don't you?" said Donna
coaxingly, seeing the look of puzzlement on the little girl's face.

   "Like when daddy sticks his big cock into me?" said the 5-year-old, her
pretty face brightening.

   "That's it, sweetie.  And what do you usually say when daddy asks you
which hole you want him to stick his cock into?"

   "Both of them!" giggled Amber delightedly, her cheeks flushed with
excitement.

   "Well, if your daddy had a friend to help him out - a friend with a big
hard cock just like daddy's - they could fuck both your holes at the same
time and that would be double penetration.  Do you see, darling?"

   The 5-year-old smilingly nodded her head and looked closely at Robert,
particularly at his growing erection, before turning back to the obscenely
graphic images in `Preteen Anal Whores'.

   "We'll let Amber get used to the idea for a while," whispered Donna to
Robert, "before you and Ray use her.  We always intended to give you the
chance to bugger the little slut but once Ray saw those photos of little
Mindy this morning he insisted that it was time that Amber had her own
taste of dp heaven - a decision with which I wholeheartedly agree!"

   Ray eased his finger out of Amber's pussy for a moment while he helped
her to slip out of her top and skirt.  Robert noted with amusement how the
naked 5-year-old looked around to make sure that everyone was looking at
her lecherously before again giving her attention to the magazine - though
not before grasping her father's finger and pulling it back into her
vagina.

   Things moved quickly after that.  Donna and Lyndsey began to undress and
indicated to Robert and Pamela that they should do the same.  Amber hardly
looked up at the sight of her naked mother and grandmother but did favour
Robert with a keen look when he stood naked before her, his engorged
hard-on jutting towards her aggressively.

   "Robert's cock is going to feel really good in your bottom, isn't it,
Amber?" said Ray, noting the intent way that the little girl was gazing at
the rigid phallus.

   "Yes, Daddy!" agreed the 5-year-old, licking her lips with anticipation.

   "Especially when daddy's cock is deep in your sweet little cunt!" said
Donna, laughing at the expression of sheer delight on her little daughter's
face.

   "We need to warm the little whore up first," explained Ray, lifting the
naked 5-year-old onto Pamela's lap.

   "And grease her fuckholes up," added Donna, unscrewing a jar of
Vaseline.

   "Lots of kissing with tongues and lots of finger-fucking and Amber will
be desperate for a good hard shafting," said Ray confidently.  "It never
fails - trust me!"

   And so it proved.  For the next twenty minutes or so the 5-year-old was
passed from one lap to the next to be kissed, fondled and fingered - Pamela
having the honour of molesting her first.  Robert was delighted to see that
Amber didn't just passively allow herself to be abused - returning his
mother's kisses eagerly as Pamela's Vaseline-smeared fingers searched for
the little girl's vagina and anus.  When his mother offered a swollen
nipple to the little girl, her offer was accepted with enthusiasm, Amber
sucking ever more greedily on the hard point as two greasy fingers probed
her rectum.

   After Robert had eagerly molested Amber in his turn, he watched the
others abuse the increasingly excited 5-year-old and thought how right and
natural it seemed to be preparing the little girl for sexual intercourse.
Obscenely perverse as well, of course, but that didn't alter the fact that
he now believed that it would be a crime not to have sex with an attractive
little girl like Amber if the opportunity arose.

   Inevitably his thoughts turned to his 4-year-old daughter, Kirstie. 
Initially his sexual obsession with Ashley had overshadowed any similar
feelings towards his youngest daughter - and although he had found it
difficult to believe that Ashley was old enough for sex he hadn't even
considered that possibility in relation to Kirstie.  How quickly his
assumptions had been overturned, he thought!  Now he realized that it was
inevitable that he would soon be having sex with the 4-year-old - and that
his wife and Lyndsey were right when they asserted that it was entirely
natural for a father to introduce even as young a child as Kirstie to the
delights of sexual intimacy.

   When Amber's cries of joy reached a peak of intensity as Lyndsey's
thrusting fingers fully opened up her anus, her father picked the
5-year-old up and lowered her gently onto Robert's rock-hard erection,
smiling at her lovingly as the weight of her tiny body slowly impaled her
on the throbbing shaft.

   Robert was to forever remember this moment as the true beginning of his
life as an active pedophile.  It had been a joy during the previous few
days to discuss with his wife and Lyndsey, in graphic detail, what it would
be like to sexually abuse a little girl - but now that he could feel his
bloated cock gradually penetrating into the hot velvety bowels of the
beautiful little 5-year-old, reality was proving to be far more pleasurable
than he ever could have imagined.

   "Concentrate on keeping your bumhole nice and relaxed, sweetie," urged
Donna as she slipped a finger into Amber's greasy slit and inserted it into
her vagina.  "I want you to take all of Robert's lovely cock in your
darling little bottom."

   "I don't think I can, Mummy!" wailed the tearful 5-year-old.  "It's too
big!"

   "Don't be such a silly baby!" said Donna scornfully.  "We have this
every time, don't we?  Whenever somebody new sticks their cock into your
bottom you start complaining that it's too big for you."

   "But it is, Mummy!" insisted Amber as hot tears rolled down her flushed
cheeks.

   "Don't pay any attention to the little slut, Robert," said Donna firmly.
"She's just trying on her innocent little girl act, even though everybody
knows that she's a dirty little whore!"

   The 5-year-old smiled through her tears when her mother called her a
dirty little whore and immediately began to wriggle against Robert's
invasive cock as she sought to impale herself more deeply on its pulsing
shaft.

   "That's more like it, darling!" cried Donna encouragingly, kissing Amber
full on the mouth as she worked her finger into the little girl's cunthole.

   "A little bit of downward pressure would help, don't you think,
Richard?" she added, smiling at him encouragingly as he circled the
5-year-old's tiny waist with his hands and firmly pulled her down onto his
thrusting weapon.

   "That's the way!" cried Donna approvingly as Robert finally managed to
bury his throbbing dick up to the hilt in Amber's gorgeous little bottom.

   "Dirty little whore!" murmured Robert fondly as the 5-year-old tilted
her head backwards and looked up at him.

   There was no hint of reproach in that look - just a deep and genuine
gratitude.  It had been instilled into Amber from her earliest years that
any adult who liked her would naturally want to use her sexually, and she
was a little girl who yearned to be liked.  More than that, though, she
adored being fucked for the physical fulfilment it gave her as well as the
emotional fulfilment of pleasing those who loved her.

   The 5-year-old's tears as she struggled to accommodate Robert's hard
cock in her rectum had not been feigned.  Although she had been sodomized
countless times, Amber always felt her eyes water when her sphincter was
stretched to its limit during initial penetration.  Every time it seemed
impossible to her that a fully-erect penis could fit inside her bottom -
and every time she was proved wrong!  The pain that she experienced when
her lovers thrust into her was something that she had become accustomed to
- she even welcomed it in a perverse kind of way, perhaps because it was
inevitably followed by an intense feeling of sexual bliss.

   Despite her tender years, Amber was sufficiently sexually experienced to
know that pain in itself was not necessarily a bad thing.  Whenever she
woke in the morning with an extremely sore pussy and anus and a throbbing
ache in her lower belly, she was immediately pleasantly reminded of the
previous night's debauchery.  Her father often invited a pedo chum of his
to come over and help him give her a good seeing to, as he put it.  The
harder they fucked her, the more probability that her holes would be
smarting on the following morning - hence the association in her mind
between pain and pleasure.

   "Can you lean back now, Robert?" said Donna briskly.  "And Amber, will
you lift your legs up and open them wide.  That's it - daddy's going to
fuck your lovely little twat now."

   "I'll be in dp heaven then, won't I, Mummy?" giggled the 5-year-old.

   "You certainly will, young lady," confirmed Donna as she pumped two
stiff fingers into her little daughter's pussy.

   "Out of the way then, woman!" said Ray good-humouredly, pushing his wife
gently aside.

   Amber's high-pitched yell as her father's thick shaft drove between her
puffy labia and into her vagina had Donna laughing with glee.

   "I never tire of watching Amber being fucked!" she said fervently.  "If
it comes to that, Amber never tires of being fucked - do you, you horny
little slut?"

   The 5-year-old remained silent.  Her eyes closed and sweat streaking her
pretty features, she was lost in her own little world - a world of intense
sexual rapture.  The powerfully rapid thrusts of her father's turgid cock,
and the fact that her rectum was stuffed with Robert's swollen shaft,
increased that rapture to almost unimaginable heights.

   "Daddy's cumming for you, darling!" gasped Ray after several minutes of
energetic fucking.

   "Yes, Daddy!  Yes, Daddy - yes!" cried Amber ecstatically as she felt
hot jets of sperm flooding her immature womb, seconds before her own
shattering orgasm thrilled through her tiny body.

   "Okay, Robert," grunted Ray as he withdrew his sticky cock from the
5-year-old's swollen twat.  "Bend the little whore over the chair arm and
bugger her hard - just remember that the louder she squeals the more she's
enjoying it!"

   "She must be enjoying it very much indeed!" said Pamela shortly
afterwards as her son sodomized the little girl with a ferocity which she
found highly arousing.

   "Absolutely!" agreed Lyndsey as the 5-year-old's ecstatic cries rang
around the room.  "And you must understand that Ashley and Kirstie will
enjoy being buggered and cunt-fucked just as much as Amber does!"

   "I'm sure they will!" agreed Pamela.

   "So am I!" grunted Robert as he unloaded his cum-heavy balls into little
Amber's rectum.

   Any lingering doubts he had harboured about having sex with his two
young daughters had now completely disappeared.  Amber had convinced him
that a 5-year-old was not only physically mature enough to be fucked but
was capable of feeling immense pleasure and satisfaction at being used
sexually.

   As if to emphasize that point the 5-year-old lay down on the carpet and
lifted her knees to her chest, beaming with joy as she proudly exposed her
gaping, cummy holes to everyone.

   "You're such a shameless slut, Amber!" said Ray tenderly.

   "It won't be long before you're saying that to Ashley and Kirstie, will
it, Robert?" said Pamela pointedly.

   "No, it won't!" promised Robert, suddenly dizzy with thoughts of
sexually abusing his two little girls.

   - - - - o o O o o - - -

   Three Months Later

   As was perhaps to be expected, once Robert had become converted to the
idea that even a very young child can enjoy a sexual relationship with an
adult, he became something of a propagandist for the pedophilic lifestyle.
Encouraged by Lyndsey Grant, he became an agent for the Society for the
Promotion of Pedophilia, joining her to visit couples who were considering
having sex with their children and trying to persuade them, usually
successfully, that they were doing the right thing.

   As well as giving such couples copies of the Society's magazine -
`Preteen Passions' - Robert was also able to show them several explicit
photos of him having penetrative sex with his 7-year-old daughter, Ashley.
It still surprised him how quickly and enthusiastically Ashley had become
his sexual plaything.  Only a few months before his tentative fumblings in
her knickers had made her red-faced with embarrassment - now she regularly
demanded sex with him, which he found delightful if rather exhausting.

   His youngest daughter, 4-year-old Kirstie, remained a virgin - though
that was something he intended to put right very shortly.  His wife and
mother had taken on the main responsibility of preparing the little girl
for intercourse and they had assured him that she was now ready for sex. 
Ready or not, he thought, he was finding it increasingly difficult to
prevent himself from fucking her - and he wasn't prepared any longer to
even attempt to do so.

   "Are you alright, Philip?" he asked concernedly as he drove his
6-year-old son to his grandfather's house.  "You're very quiet."

   "Yes, Daddy," said Philip in his usual chirpy tone.  "I was just
wondering what grandad's friends will be like."

   "I'm sure you'll like Dan and Colin - and I know they're going to love
you!  I've told them what a good little fuck my son is so I want you to
make sure that you don't disappoint them!"

   "Am I really a good little fuck, Daddy?" said the 6-year-old with a
grin.

   "You know you are!  You're just as horny as your big sister - and your
arse is even tighter!"

   Robert glanced across at his young son and thought how desirable he
looked in his tee-shirt and shorts.  He had never imagined that he could
feel sexually attracted towards little boys but the last few months had
proved him wrong.  It was true that his preference was still for little
girls but when Ashley was not available for sex he found Philip a very
agreeable replacement.  However, whereas Ashley had willingly allowed her
grandfather to take her to his bed once she had been broken in, Philip had
up to now only had sex with his father - hence his apparent nervousness now
that he was on his way to being used by not only his grandfather but also
his grandfather's two friends.

   "Don't worry, Phil," said Robert reassuringly as he caressed the
6-year-old's thigh.  "You're going to have a really good time this
afternoon - even if you do end up with a very sore bumhole indeed!"

   Philip rested his hand on his father's and pulled it onto the stiffness
of his little prick.

   "You really are a horny little slut, aren't you, Philip?" said Robert
with a smile.  "Just the thought of being buggered has got you hard!"

   A few minutes later he parked the car in front of his grandfather's
house and saw that Charles was waiting for them at the front door.

   "They're here!" Charles shouted as he turned his head towards the living
room before welcoming Robert and Philip.

   "How are you, Robert?" he asked affably, shaking him by the hand. 
"You're looking a little tired, if you don't mind me saying so.  I suppose
Ashley is the cause of that - she's such a randy little minx!  Send her
over here if you want a rest - I'm always more than willing to shag the
little tart, you know that!"

   "I'll do that, Charles - in the meantime here's another little tart who
loves being shagged."

   "You look handsomer every time I see you, Philip!" said Charles, taking
the little boy by the hand and leading him into the house.

   "Here he is!" he continued as he guided the 6-year-old into the sunny
living room.  "Isn't he just as adorable as I promised?"

   Two men of about Charles' age were sitting on the sofa and they
immediately began staring at Philip lasciviously.

   "I must say that I thought you were bullshitting us," said one after a
pause, "but I have to admit that Philip is a tasty little slut if ever I
saw one."

   "I must agree with you there, Dan," said the other man gruffly.  "A
pretty little bitch indeed!  Come and sit on Uncle Colin's knee, Philip,
and give me a big kiss."

   The 6-year-old looked doubtfully at his father but receiving only a
reassuring smile in return he climbed onto Colin's lap and pressed his lips
against the old man's, hesitantly at first but then with more enthusiasm.
Robert knew that his son enjoyed being kissed and cuddled before he was
fucked and had specifically asked his grandfather to make sure that his
friends knew this.  However, it soon became apparent that Philip was being
caressed somewhat perfunctorily - the hand that Dan had slipped into the
little boy's shorts to fondle his bottom was now busy pulling the shorts
down and Colin was already unzipping his fly to release a huge curved shaft
which was clearly ready for action.

   "I'll just stay until Phil takes his first cock-length," said Robert as
Colin eagerly peeled off the 6-year-old's tee-shirt.  "Then I must get back
home - I'm slipping little Kirstie her first length today."

   "Cunt or arse?" asked Charles as he and his friends leisurely undressed.

   "I'm definitely going to skewer her lovely little twat, that's for sure
- Laurie and my mother are warming her up for me as we speak.  If she can
take a good hard cunt-fucking without screaming the house down, I may well
go on to sodomize her."

   "That pert little bottom of hers cries out to be fucked, doesn't it? 
And speaking of pert little bottoms, get down on your hands and knees now,
Philip, so that Dan and Colin can enjoy your body."

   Robert noted with satisfaction the curtness of Charles' command to the
6-year-old and how hastily the little boy obeyed it.  Clearly his
grandfather considered that Philip had received more than enough kisses and
cuddles and that it was time for the main business of the afternoon.

   "Jesus, I'm not getting any younger!" moaned Colin as he knelt
cautiously behind Philip.  "Never mind - at least there's one part of me
that's still in working order!"

   He spat in his hand and smeared the saliva between Philip's bum cheeks
before prodding his engorged knobhead against the 6-year-old's tight anal
pucker.

   "Relax, you sweet little bitch, or this is going to hurt more than it
has to!" growled Colin as he began to vigorously thrust into the little
boy.

   Philip lifted his head up and let out a loud howl as the thick curve of
Colin's shaft entered him.  An uninitiated observer would have heard only
pain in that howl but his father was experienced enough to also recognize
intense rapture.

   "Yes, I'll make you yell, you randy little slut!" promised Colin,
driving again and again into the warm embrace of the little boy's rectum.

   As he braced himself against the powerful jabbing thrusts of Colin's
hard cock, Philip felt himself being pushed gradually along the carpet -
and was delighted to see Dan slowly kneel down in front of him, the old
man's jutting cock inches from his face.

   "Fuck the dirty little slut harder, Colin!" cried Dan eagerly.

   "I'm doing my best!" grunted Colin.  "How's that, you old pervert - will
that do you?"

   "Many thanks, old friend - that's fine.  Open your mouth now, Philip. 
That's it - nice and wide.  Choke on that, now, you dirty little whore!"

   The 6-year-old felt Dan's bulbous cockhead slamming against the back of
his throat and automatically began to gag.

   "Relax, Philip!" said Robert sternly.  "Take it like the little slut you
are!"

   "That's it, you sweet little bitch!" cried Dan as he began to forcefully
fuck the 6-year-old's mouth.

   Philip was used to being face-fucked by his father but Dan was much more
aggressive - pleasurably so, Philip realized, once he had learned to relax
his throat muscles.  And when, in addition, there was a thickly distended
cock rapidly pistoning into his bowels, the 6-year-old was in seventh
heaven.

   Although elderly, both Dan and Colin were proud of their virility and
capable of prolonged bouts of vigorous fucking.  Suddenly, after several
minutes of powerful thrusting, Philip felt hot semen flooding his rectum
and squirting down his throat.  He started choking on the creamy jism but
managed to swallow it all down with only a few coughs and splutters.

   "That's a good little cumslut!" said Dan approvingly as the 6-year-old
licked his cummy lips clean.

   "You told us that Philip was a good little fuck," said a red-faced Colin
as he pulled his cock from the grip of the little boy's anus, "but I must
say that he promises to exceed my expectations!"

   "Colin and I buggered a little lad the other week," said Dan, "but he
was a miserable little sod - he bawled all the way through and cried for
his mummy."

   "You won't have that problem with Philip," promised Robert.  "He'll take
all the hard cock you can give him and beg for more!"

   "I have to go now," he added.  "Talking of hard cocks, I've got one that
belongs in Kirstie's lovely little pussy!  Could you bring Philip over when
you've finished with him, Charles.  Don't bother cleaning him up, though -
I've promised Ashley that she can suck the cum out of his arsehole!"

   - - - - o o O o o - - -

   "You took your time!" said Laurie in an annoyed tone as Robert walked
into the living room.  "Your mum and I have done our part but Kirstie
really needs her daddy now - she's desperate to be fucked!"

   The naked little girl lay on her mother's knee, her legs held wide by
her sister to allow Laurie and Pamela to freely abuse her.  Robert would
once have been incredulous at the notion that a 4-year-old girl could be
desperate to be fucked but there could be no doubt that Kirstie was in a
state of sexual excitement which could only be satisfied by the insertion
of a thick hard penis into her immature vagina.

   "It's lovely having two fingers working in your juicy little twat, isn't
it, sweetie?" said Pamela excitedly as she gave the 4-year-old a thorough
finger-fucking.  "It's not enough, though, is it, for a dirty little girl
like you?  Tell your daddy what you want in your sweet little sluthole!"

   "I want your cock, Daddy!" cried Kirstie imploringly, reaching out her
hands to him.  "I want your big hard cock in my little sluthole!"

   Although Kirstie was merely echoing the phrase that Pamela had taught
her, she truly meant what she said.  On numerous occasions her mother or
grandmother had fingered her while she watched her father fuck Ashley - now
she urgently needed to be penetrated by her daddy's erect penis.

   "Such a horny little babyslut!" muttered Robert happily, hastily pulling
his erection from his pants as he watched the 4-year-old lift her bottom
from her mother's knee and frantically attempt to force Pamela's fingers
deeper into her pussy.

   "Come on, son!" cried Pamela.  "Fuck the little whore now - she wants it
so badly!"

   Ashley made way for her father who then gripped Kirstie's ankles as he
poked his cockhead into her sticky slit, immediately sliding into her hot
little pussy.  The preparatory work that Laurie and Pamela had put in on
the 4-year-old's cunthole proved to be invaluable - Robert was able to able
to drive a good half of his length into her before her tightening vagina
resisted the further advance of his cock.

   "I don't think you can take any more, can you, sweetie?" said Robert
cunningly, knowing full well that Kirstie was determined that he was going
to penetrate her as deeply as he did Ashley.

   "I can, Daddy!  I can!" cried the 4-year-old, hot tears streaming from
her eyes.  "Fuck your big cock all the way into me, Daddy, please!"

   "You asked for it, you hot little slut - just don't think you can change
your mind once it starts hurting!"

   "Get on with it, Robert!" cried Laurie impatiently.

   "Your word is my command, dearest!" said Robert with a grin as he forced
himself deeper into his little daughter's abused cunthole.

   Kirstie wailed piercingly as her father slowly but surely fully
penetrated her.  The feeling she experienced when he was fully inside her
was one essentially of a growing rapture, despite the deep throbbing
soreness that enveloped her pussy and belly.  When he began to pump his
cock into her, the sense of rapture became overpowering, so much so that
she almost fainted with pleasure.  After a wonderfully prolonged fucking
she felt several hot spurts of semen filling her tiny womb and experienced
a moment of intense happiness - a happiness which she instinctively knew
would be repeated every time she was fucked in the future.

   As soon as Robert had pulled out of the 4-year-old's sticky, swollen
pussy, 7-year-old Ashley had her wet little tongue in her sister's
cum-filled hole, eagerly licking out the gooey fluid.  After a while she
began to concentrate on the pink pucker of Kirstie's anus and when Robert
saw how the tight sphincter began to perceptibly open up, he began to
seriously consider if the 4-year-old was ready to be buggered.

   "Get stuck into the little slut's bottom, son!" advised Pamela, as if
she had read his thoughts.

   Robert thought that Kirstie would protest when the probing tongue in her
anus was replaced by his thrusting shaft - but she proved how precociously
slutty she was by shouting out in obvious joy as he plunged his full length
into her hot bowels and sodomized her with a ferocity which surprised even
himself.

   "Now daddy's going to fuck your slutty little mouth, Kirstie," said
Laurie jokingly as her husband withdrew his cum-smeared prick from the
little girl's bottom, knowing that after cumming twice in quick succession,
Robert would need a rest before he continued abusing the 4-year-old.

   "Yes, please, Daddy!" cried Kirstie, her cute little face brightening.
"Fuck my slutty little mouth, Daddy - please, please fuck my slutty little
mouth!"

   Ashley was already wanking her father's cock in an attempt to get him
hard again, an attempt which was showing some signs of success.

   "Are you going to fuck me afterwards, Daddy?" she asked hopefully.  "I'm
feeling really, really horny!"

   "That's unusual, isn't it?" said her mother dryly.  "I can see that it's
time that we asked Lyndsey to introduce us to some randy pedos who would be
willing to abuse an even randier 7-year-old!"

   Laurie laughed at the look of shocked delight on Ashley's pretty face.

   "In the meantime could you just concentrate on getting your daddy good
and hard - your little sister can't wait to stretch her lips around his
thick cock!"

   - - - - o o O o o - - -

   The End

   ------------------------------------------------------------------------

   Comments are welcome.
   davids88@safe-mail.net