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 SURRENDER TO TEMPTATION

   Obviously,the usual disclaimers apply.  This is strictly meant for adult
perusal (where legal) and should be taken as fantasy only.Minors

   are prohibited from reading fiction of this genre.  The author neither
condones nor participates in any of the actions described herein.  Any

   similarity to any actual persons,living or dead,is wholly coincidental.
This is adult fiction and may offend the sensibilities of many

   sensitive readers with the graphic descriptions of
paedophilia,homosexuality,bestiality,sodomy and sexual perversions
increasingly

   commonplace in segments of modern society.  Isn't that what the audience
is here for,anyways?



   Sean Taylor lay immobile in the bed,her breathing was deep and regular
next to him,a soft vibrating snore starting to incease in volume

   as she sank into the welcoming arms of Morpheus.  Appropriate
considering her brother was a hype.  The loud party in the adjacent

   bedroom where he slept had finally dwindled to an uneasy silence
sometime while the girl and he were dancing the dance of the

   two-backed beast.  Idly he wondered if all smoking materiels were
properly extinguished.  The window next to him beckoned,its faint

   border of light indicating ample room for escape should the trailer go
up in flames.  No use trying for the normal exits,the front door or the

   laundry room door leading to the covered driveway.Mobile homes were
death traps in a fire.Still he lay still,his thoughts galloping madly

   in his head.His right foot hung off the bed,the covers kicked off and he
mused what pyschological quirk had made that a habit.  He was

   never comfortable in a strange room,he wondered how long it might
take,how many nights sleeping here before he was at ease.The

   house settled,creaking and the soft whisper of rain ran lightly across
the roof.  Suddenly a song, 'After the Lovin' ', ran through his head

   and he suppressed the snort of laughter it engendered.  Englebert
Humperdinck,he thought,biting his lip mildly,who in hell would name

   their kid Englebert?Especially with a surname of Humperdinck.  The
digital clock glowed green across the room,the only other source of

   illumination besides the window.  Irritably he vowed to break the habit
of sleeping with his television on though he knew that wasn't the

   reason sleep escaped him.  Wanda shifted slightly next to him then
settled,apparently drifting deeper into slumber.  He turned into her,

   pressing his cock against her warm ass,his hand sliding up to her breast
and cupping her little tittie.  His erection was firm against her

   ass and her nipple hardened in his hand.  Briefly he toyed with the idea
of fucking her again,finally he faded into a light doze.

   The morning light had brightened the room when he awoke.  His
position,and hers,was essentially unchanged.  The rain had passed and

   bright sunshine was at the edges of her blackout blinds.He looked down
at Wanda.  'Not bad for a Grandma',he thought.  She had told him

   the night before she was raising her daughter's kids because her
daughter was in the joint.  She was obviously proud of the fact,she had

   told him the kids were finally in a stable environment,going to the same
school all year,living in the same house,eating regular meals and

   so on.  From what he'd seen last night he wouldn't let his dog stay in
this house.Her brother was a junkie,his friends constantly hanging

   around and the language they used seemed to consist mainly of epithets.
Sighing,he considered the fact he was old-fashioned.  He'd

   never had kids of his own but he didn't curse in front of children and
he objected if anyone else did.  Even their grandma.Her grandson

   had been asleep when they came in the night before.Apparently his bed
was the living-room couch.The grand-daughter was sleeping

   over at a friends house.They had been partying,doing lines of
crystal,smoking a little weed and drinking beer,he'd met Grandma in a bar

   not far away and they had hit it off right away,leaving the bar
together.After they had gotten to her place,where he met the brother and
his

   low-life posse,they did a couple of lines and drank most of a
twelve-pack.The place was loud and a little chaotic,he'd wandered into the

   living-room and suddenly realized there was a child in the house,asleep
on the couch.When he pointed this out to Wanda she had merely

   nodded and then filled him in on the particulars of their domestic
arrangement.  He had made a bit of a scene,barking at one of the

   low-life friends of her brothers when the guy had launched into a loud,
curse-filled tirade in the kitchen.Everyone had stared at him,the

   new guy...telling people to shut-up in their own house.He'd stood his
ground though,shaming the group on their behavior when a young

   boy was trying to sleep.  Wanda had laughed after the group had tucked
their tails and moved into the brothers room,closing the door.But

   he had noticed it had seemed normal to her,cussing and loud
partying,with her grandson there to witness it all.

   Suddenly Wanda's bedroom door burst open,two young girls rushing in
and,upon seeing him,stopped short.  "Grandma...", one of the girls

   said.Then,louder.  "Grandma !" The girls moved closer,both of them
smirking,their eyes never leaving his face.Two cute little blond

   girls,probably 9 or 10 years old,one with long wavy hair and a little
chubby,the other with long straight hair and very slender,wearing

   pajama tops and shorts.  "GRANDMA",shouted the chubbier one.  Wanda
groaned,stirring and opening red,bleary eyes.

   "Goddamnit,Samantha...what the fuck is it?" She glared at the two kids
as they involuntarily took a step backwards,away from her

   anger."I thought you guys were gonna stay at Ashley's house!!" He
studied the girls as Wanda berated them,his cock hardening

   perceptibly.  He was very attracted to pre-pubescent girls.Samantha was
the grand-daughter,not really chubby but quite developed for

   her young age.He saw her breasts poking out of her pajama top,noticed
the thick, fine hair growing on her calves.His eyes went to the

   other little girl,her eyes were upon him,a little smirk on her face and
what he imagined was a knowing look.  He smiled at her and gave her

   a wink.Samantha was breathlessly explaining to Wanda that Ashley's mom
went to work already and they wanted to know if they could

   go swimming."Shit",Wanda murmured,looking at him,"what the hell time is
it"?  "Almost noon." he replied.The girls had approached the

   bed again,Ashley was on his side and her hand reached out and rested on
his foot.  "Gotta cigarette"?  Wanda asked.  "In my shirt",he

   gestured to the chair where his clothes lay.  "I'll get
it,Grandma".Samantha grabbed his smokes from the shirt pocket.She didn't
seem

   surprised he was in her Grandma's bed though her curiousity was
palpable. "Here,Grandma...",handing her his cigarettes,"...so,can

   we?Go swimming?"Ashley's hand was hot on his bare foot and his cock was
approaching diamond-cutter status,her green eyes held his

   steadily.Then she spun,going to his shirt and grabbing a lighter from
one of the pockets.  "You forgot this,Sam".  Wanda had extracted a

   cigarette from the pack and was looking for a light on the bedside
table.Ashley handed her the lighter across his body,her thighs pressed

   against his lower leg and she returned her hand to his foot.He looked at
her closely and she stared back impassively for a moment

   before her gaze flickered down his body.  She's looking at my cock,he
thought.  "Hey," Wanda nudged him,"you wanna go to the pool with

   us?" "Sure," he answered,smiling at her,"but first I'll go get
breakfast. When I can get up,anyway." He smiled at Samantha and turned to

   Ashley whose eyes were definitely on his cock.  He purposefully made it
jump,once,twice and saw the almost imperceptible change in

   her expression as she noted it.Her eyes came back quickly to his face
and he grinned at her.  "Sooo....ladies...",he let it hang there for a

   moment,"...if you don't mind".Ashley giggled and made for the door
saying to her friend, "C"mon Sam,let's get our suits on and let them

   have sex or whatever."Samantha followed her lead,laughing and Wanda
called out for her to close the door behind her.

   When they were alone once more Wanda reached over and gripped his
erection."Sounds good to me."she said."Smoke your

   cigarette,horndog," he growled, "I gotta piss." He padded to the
bathroom,leaned into the shower and opening the valves before urinating

   then stepped under the hot spray."Whatta ya want for breakfast,woman?"
he shouted."Guess." she said stepping into the shower with

   him.His mind still fresh with the memory of the two young beauties,he
turned to her,lifting her with his hands under her ass and impaling

   her with his cock.Her legs wrapped around his torso and his mouth went
to her nipples as he bounced her up and down,driving himself

   into her fiercely.She moaned,grunting with the force of his thrusts and
was quickly over the edge,her orgasm sudden and complete.He

   felt her pussy spasming on his cock,"That what you want,bitch?" "Oh
yeah...yes...yessss."He drove up into her as he brought her weight

   down,holding her there as he spent his seed into her."Oh my god...you
are so deep in my pussy,"she screamed,"ohhh,yes,yes,yes."She

   came again,whimpering.Gently he set her down and,grabbing the
shampoo,finished bathing himself as she leaned weakly against the

   fiberglass wall.

   A short time later he stepped out into the bright day,lighting a
cigarette in the driveway and blinking in the glare.He hated smoking in

   other people's homes,especially homes with childen."Hi" said a voice and
he turned to see the two girls and one little boy staring at him

   curiously."Hello yourselves," he said,smiling at them,"my name's
Sean...you guys hungry?"The boy gave him a look,shaking his

   head."Nah." he muttered.The girls stood there uncertainly,unsure whether
to follow his lead."I feel like a burrito," he said brightly,adding,

   "a big breakfast burrito." He could see the boy was going to be
difficult to win over,he'd give it time and a little effort.  And what kids

   responded to naturally,of course.  He had always had an affinity for
children and was invariably rewarded with their trust and friendship

   due to his nature and manner in dealing with them.  That wasn't ever
going to change, he enjoyed interacting with kids and dealt with them

   honestly,fairly and,most importantly,consistently.  Kids knew.  If you
were fake,blowing smoke up their ass and treating them

   condescendingly...they basically always knew.  He was just himself. 
Sometimes he felt like he was MORE himself around children,he

   always felt relaxed and happy and was able to just have fun with them.
They knew that too.  He chided himself for his perverted sexual

   agenda that was motivation for befriending these particular kids.  But
who knew what may or may not happen in the future.  He had no

   specific plan for molesting these young girls.  He just was
acknowledging his desire for them and knew it was at least a possibility.
The

   fact was,however inane it might sound to those who felt no lust for
little girls,he would not manipulate them with fear or trickery.  If it

   should happen it would be with their uninformed consent and be based on
their mutual trust.  He would necessarily have to trust them to

   maintain his freedom from incarceration and they would have to trust him
to even begin such a relationship.  He shook these thoughts

   off,he didn't even know these kids yet.  Time would tell.  They stood
there,looking at each other,each a bit uncomfortable.  "Well,"he said

   finally,"I'm starving and I'm gonna go get a burrito and something to
drink." He smiled at them.  "Do me a favor,would you please young

   lady?" He directed this at Samantha,pausing expectantly for a response
that wasn't long in coming.  "What?" "Could you please go ask

   your Grandma if she wants anything to eat or drink or whatever?" She
grinned at him,dropping her towel and showing him her pretty

   bathing suit.  "Sure." she said,turning to fulfill the errand.  As she
ran off he called out to her, "And if you guys want anything you need to

   get her permission to have it before I can buy it for you." " 'Kay."she
cried and disappeared up the steps to the front porch.  The

   boy,softening slightly,told him "She doesn't care what we get." "Well,I
do,"he replied,"what if you wanted me to buy you a bottle of booze,a

   pack of cigarettes or a nuclear weapon of some kind." The kids laughed
and Ashley spoke up,twisting her towel around her

   self-consciously.  "Where you gonna go?" With affected mock seriousness
he answered her, "Well,since I want a burrito I'll probably go

   to an Italian restaurant and then I'll stop at the nuclear bomb store
down the street." And suddenly...bang.  The conversation was off and

   running with laughter and teasing and everyone suddenly comfortable and
open with each other.  Wanda eventually appeared,Samantha

   dragging her by the hand and he could tell she was pleased by the way
they were getting along and,following his lead,joined in the

   teasing of the relaxed,giggling little group.  Finally she said, "Can
you get some beer and sodas along with the burritos,would you mind?"

   "And I want a beef jerky." Samantha piped up.  "Oh yeah,"cried
Ashley,"those big,flat ones.  Teriyaki flavor." He turned to the boy, "And

   you...what kinda booze do you want?  Oops!"He covered his mouth.  The
kid,Ronny,laughed.  "No,I want some flaming hot Cheetos and a

   mountain dew." "You got it," he said,adding,"but better tell me where
the pool is and maybe lend me your llama or camel to help me carry

   it all over there." The teasing went on for a few more moments,everyone
getting in a comment amidst the shouts of laughter.

   When he grabbed his keys and made ready to leave,the directions to the
pool already divulged, Samantha,still holding Wanda's

   hand,pulled her down,whispering in her ear excitedly.  "Sam,I dunno,you
gotta ask him." Ashley came over to the two and more

   whispering ensued.He smiled,enjoying the view of Ashley's cute little
butt in her lime green bikini bottoms.  Sam turned to him, "Kin we go

   with you." He frowned a little.  "Please,please,puh-leeeeeze." "Yeah,"
Ashley joined in, "please,pretty please." He looked at Wanda,she

   shrugged helplessly,smiling.  "I guess they can help me carry
everything," he allowed.  "Yaaaay..." cried the girls together,and off they


   went.  "What kinda car do you have?" asked Sam.  "I don't have a car."
he answered.  "He's got a truck." said Ashley.  He looked down at

   her,smiling,and she grabbed his hand,slipping it easily and comfortably
into hers like they were old friends.  "How did you know that?" he

   said, "Have you been spying on me?" "Maybe..." she teased him back.  "We
don't even know you," cried Samantha, "we never saw you

   before." She grabbed his other hand and they ambled along in
silence,very comfortable together.  They soon came to the parking place he

   was fortunate to find the prior evening.  He was faintly relieved, as
always, to see his big Ford 4X4 where it was supposed to be.  He

   shook their hands off,somewhat reluctantly, since he was enjoying the
physical contact, and using the remote on his keyring to disable

   the alarm.  The big truck chirped in response.  Both girls stared
open-mouthed at the formidable monster.  "That's your truck?" Ashley

   finally asked.  He unlocked the passenger side door,the lock roughly at
his eye level,swinging it open and holding it for the girls.  "Wow..."

   breathed Sam, "that's way cool!" "Yeah,"echoed Ashley, "you got a nice
truck." He was enjoying their reaction,the truck was one of a

   kind,sporting giant tires and rims and lifted about as far as you could
go.  "Well,get in,ladies,we're burnin' daylight.  We can all sit in front
if

   you want." The truck sat six comfortably,with a back seat.  "Help me
up." Ashley stepped up to him,her arms outstretched.  He spun

   her around and lifted her by the waist,showing her where to grab the
handholds and pull herself in.  She stood for a moment on the lowest

   step,gripping the handles and he nonchalantly leaned forward,inhaling
her scent as he inspected her ass and legs.  "Okay,your turn." he

   said,turning to Sam, once the child had pulled herself into the cab. 
"C'mon Sam,"cried Ashley, "this is so cool." "I'm comin'.  " And he

   repeated the manuever with Samantha.  She was heavier than Ashley and he
smelled a little nervous sweat on her,a muskiness and he

   imagined it was her budding sexuality and approaching puberty.  She
clambered up on the seat and he went to close the door,his nostrils

   flaring as he tried to identify her sweet odors.He caught a brief
glimpse of Ashley's face before the truck door swung shut.  She was

   watching him knowingly,that weird little smirk on her face again and he
wondered what it meant.  He didn't believe that look was only his

   imagination,she seemed to have already identified his attraction to the
girls.  For young girls.  Sometimes that happened,some young girls

   had experience with men who are sexually drawn to the pre-pubescent
female form.  He wondered if,should his supposition actually be

   true and she was attuned to his ulterior motivations, she would react
favorably or if she might be dangerous to try to seduce.  Or make it

   untenable to try to worm his way into Samantha's good graces and
eventually her panties.  Unlocking his own door he gave a mental

   shrug,dismissing the thoughts with a final truth.  Time will tell,he
thought, time will tell.

   Once the trio had collected all they had set out for- he had been very
generous with the girls and it was apparent it was something

   neither of them were used to-and they had carted their purchases to the
pool he returned to Wanda's mobilehome and changed into

   some swim trunks.  The girls remained at the pool since they were
already wearing swimsuits.  He ate his burrito at her house,drinking a

   coupla beers as well.  Her brother was still sleeping it seemed though
he had heard no noise behind his closed bedroom door.  His quick

   acceptance into her little circle was astonishing.He was a careful and
guarded man,suspicious of those he had mere acquaintance with

   and treasured his privacy.  A bit of a loner,really.  But with a gift of
ingratiating himself and a genuine likeability coupled with a quick wit

   and an easy laugh.  Those traits enabled him to easily pick up women. 
He had been with many women,his sexual preference was for the

   young girls but he had a healthy libido and was stimulated by mature
adults also.  He was adept at extricating himself from situations with

   any women who wanted something more than a few laughs,companionship and
a lot of sex.  He was also practiced at maintaining his

   emotional distance while maximizing his physical pleasure.  He was an
accomplished lover and had an excellent physique,stayed fit and

   many of his partners had hoped for more from him than some good times
before the goodbye.  He knew that the appearance of the two

   girls this morning was the only reason he was even still here.  If they
hadn't shown up it would've been just another one-night stand.

   Wanda was all right but nothing to get worked up over.  She liked to
party and was a very horny lady.That much he had ascertained the

   previous evening.  Now the situation had changed and as he sat in her
house,drinking his beer,he weighed the risks he might incur if he

   progressed with the intent of seducing the girls.  Either one of the
girls.  He wondered at his cold detachment,as much apart of him as his

   friendly manner.  He cared nothing for the woman.  Any woman,really.  He
would gladly use her as a means of accessing the grade

   schoolers.  It was funny the way he was a cold,calculating pervert on
the one hand while being a genuinely friendly,funny guy on the other.

   And both of those personas was real.  The selfish,guarded version that
he had never let anyone see invariably took precedence,he knew.

   He was okay with that,however.  He had learned a few things from the
girls this morning,Ashley lived in an adjacent mobilehome to

   Wanda's with her mother and her mom's boyfriend.  Both children had
dirty mouths,cussing in front of him at first,to show off probably.

   When he objected to their language Samantha had stopped but it was
ingrained into Ashley's vocabulary.That told him a bit about the

   type of mother Ashley's mom was.  Ashley had scoffed at the idea he
might tell her mom about the foul language.  "She don't give a shit."

   she had replied,giggling.  "Wanna spank me,pervert?" She gleamed at him
slyly,reinforcing his notion the girl was familiar with sexual

   by-play.He shook his head,"Not me,kiddo...I'm nice to little girls."
This had caused Ashley to turn and whisper into Sam's ear whereupon

   they both burst into giggles,hugging each other.  "What?" he asked. 
Samantha caught her breath, "Yeah right...like you were nice to my

   Grandma last night?" Ashley chimed in, "And in the shower this morning
too!" He feigned ignorance,noticing they were still giggling to

   each other but both were attentive to his answer.  "I don't know what
you freaks are talkin' about." But he gave them a little smirk of his

   own.  They had also told him they were both in the third grade which was
over and going into fourth grade in the fall.Younger than he had

   initially thought.  Still perfect for him.  He decided he would pursue
things a little bit further and gather a little more information.He tilted
the

   beer-can upright,draining the remainder and rose to return to the pool.

   By the time the next weekend rolled around he was firmly ensconced as
Wanda's boyfriend.  Of course he was just awaiting his

   opportunity, learning more of their routines and generally improving his
position.  He would earn the trust of the adults and gradually

   become a fixture among them.  One that was above suspicion.  Wanda's
grand-kids had already accepted him as a friend and he saw

   Ashley often when he was there.Wanda had asked him to watch them at the
pool when no other adult wanted to or was available.  He

   gave the impression of grudgingly acquiescing, making it clear the task
was one he preferred not to undertake.  To agree despite that

   reticence showed he cared.  About her.  About the well-being of the
kids. When he was with the kids he was careful to show no particular

   partiality to any of them,treating them all the same.  Still, Ashley and
Samantha flirted with him shamelessly and he enjoyed

   rough-housing with them in the pool and had copped a few discreet feels.
Again, Ashley gave the impression she was aware of his

   penchant for young females and brazenly exhibited sexual
proclivities,humping his leg,directing his hand to her ass or pussy and
even

   grabbing his cock on occasion.  Her mother had turned out to be a fat
slut,entertaining young boys at her house all the time.  Wanda's

   brother Mike had intimated she was filming sex orgies and had all kinds
of kinky habits.  It was hard to believe,she was too ugly to fuck in

   Sean's opinion.  From what he'd seen, Ashley was nothing more than a
little slave for the bitch.  She was often forbidden to leave the

   house,taking care of her baby brother who was only ten months old while
her fat bitch of a mother was partying with her friends in her

   bedroom.  He knew he could have used her resentment to manipulate her
into a sexual situation but refused to entertain the idea.  He

   really did like the kids,would stick to his method of seduction rather
than resort to subterfuge or mental games.Two weeks later he had

   taken the kids camping at a local lake resort.  They had gone
fishing,paddled canoes and had slept in a tent,albeit a large one.  He had

   made no moves on any of the girls,Samantha had brought another friend
because Ashley couldn't get permission from her mom.  Wanda

   had stopped by for a while on the second day,bringing Ashley and her
mom,Tawny, with her and the group had barbequed hamburgers

   and hot dogs and drank prodigious quantities of beer.  Tawny was a real
slut,alright.  Didn't try to hide it from anybody.Coarse

   language,innuendoes and mannerisms and it didn't matter who was
around.He shuddered at the thought of that fat whore naked but still

   had managed to earn her trust and respect when it came to the kids.It
wasn't a difficult thing,he just supervised them,alloting chores

   around the campsite to each and ensuring they performed their tasks.  He
settled disputes between them and was obviously the person

   that all the kids turned to for anything important.  He taught them to
fish,tie on hooks and row boats.  He had brought their

   bicycles,scooters and skateboards,they trusted and respected him and it
showed.  He never used threats or was loud or demeaning.  And

   he had fun with them and they with him.  It was obvious even to that fat
fucking cow,he thought.  Before Ashley,Tawny and Wanda had left

   that evening he had an opportunity to speak with Ashley.  She was still
hurt by the fact she wasn't able to stay.  "Will you take me fishing

   too,Sean?" And he had promised he would then listened to her as she
poured out her resentment and frustration at the way her mother

   treated her.Inwardly he agreed with everything she said though he tried
to soothe her.  He kept his vow to be honest with these

   kids,especially this kid.  She was beautiful,her long blonde hair
shining in the sun,her green eyes flashing in anger when talking about her

   mother, "Fuckin' bitch...I hate her." He couldn't cure her of her
propensity for foul language,she was a product of her environment.  "Let's

   get on her good side,Ashley," he said, "then next time she might let you
go with us." Well,he'd succeeded in that.  Tawny had pulled him

   aside before leaving and they had a quiet conversation.

   "Sean, Ashley really seems close to you." He simply nodded and she
continued.  "I think that's good,she hasn't been close to any man

   since it happened...Samantha either.  They both need a good father
figure,I didn't think they'd ever trust a man again." Sean stared at

   her,non-plussed."What the hell are you talking about?" She gazed at
him,tears starting to well in her eyes and he thought to himself,

   Whaddaya know,she does care about her kids a little bit.  He was still
confused by her words,what was she referring to?  "Didn't Wanda

   tell you about Sam and Ash?" He shook my head.Her tears had brimmed and
were overflowing in dirty streaks down her fat face.  "Wanda

   caught her daughter's friend molesting them." His open-mouth expression
urged her to continue.  "She was leaving for work,she worked

   graveyard at the casino." She gulped,scrubbing at the tears furiously
with her sleeves."She was going to work...and...he was..." her voice

   broke and she sobbed, a painful sound.  Sean had to hear the rest. 
Although it went strongly against the grain he forced sincerity into his

   demeanor,reaching out to comfort her.  "It's all right...let it out," he
gripped her hands,pulling her closer,his nostrils flaring in protest

   against the nasty odor he imagined emanated from her,and he brought her
tear-stained face to his chest as she sobbed quietly.  He

   murmured nonsensical nothings to her,soothing her so he could hear the
tale,his cock hardening in his pants.  Not for the pitiful slut that

   cried in his arms but for the two little sweethearts he lusted for
secretly.  Had they already been exposed to sex?  Had one of them,at

   least?  That had always made seduction of the young much easier in his
experience.  Finally, she continued with her story.  "Wanda was

   leaving for work when she looked into Sam's bedroom and saw Pamela's
boyfriend in bed with them...all of them were under the covers

   even though it was summertime and they lived in an upstairs apartment.
It was hotter than fuck in there." She paused for a moment while

   he imagined the scene.  Pamela was Wanda's daughter,the one in prison.
From all he had been able to ascertain she was a real piece of

   work.  A crystal meth addict and an alkie.  Wanda had told him she only
did meth to stay awake and be able to drink more booze.  He could

   see the kind of old man she would attract.  "Anyways," Tawny went on,
"Wanda had the fucker arrested,she said that Sam knew way more

   than an 8 yr.  old should know about sex.  Ashley knew a lot
anyways,neither of them would say anything happened." She sniffed loudly,

   "They didn't even give that low-life any time...they let him go." He
made the appropriate sounds of a man frustrated by the inadequacies of

   the legal system.  She released him,gathering herself.  "We think it's
great, the way you are with the kids.We know you're okay and it's

   good to see Sam and Ash get close to a man,again.  Ashley has a major
crush on you,y'know?" He nodded,secretly pleased but eager to

   be rid of the conniving bitch.  "Could she stay here with you guys for
the rest of the weekend?" He was startled at that,Ashley had given no

   clue her mom was this close to relenting.  It seemed hopeless to her. 
He quickly,thankfully, agreed to take Ashley into the group,assuring

   Tawny that it would pose no extra bother,they had plenty of room and
sleeping bags to accomodate her.  Tawny was grateful and

   hastened away to tell the girl the news.  Thoughtfully Sean looked after
her departing form.  She's got something going on she'd rather not

   have Ashley home for, he surmised.  Then Ashley came rushing up to him
with a happy grin on her face, a toothbrush in her hand.  Behind

   her he saw Tawny climbing into Wanda's passenger seat,the horn sounded
in a brief farewell as it backed out of the parking space and

   pulled away."Cool," Ashley said looking at him quizzically,"what did you
say to her to let me stay?" He shrugged,shaking his head, "I didn'

   t say anything.kiddo." He smiled down at the happy girl,"She did the
talking." "About what?" "About Sam and you and Pamela's old

   boyfriend in bed together." He watched her reaction.  "Oh...that."
Ashley said,grinning up at him.  "He was showing us about sex."



   Later that evening he was standing at the charcoal grill tending the
groups dinner,hamburgers,hotdogs and beans,while sipping at a 12

   oz.  Budweiser.  Ashley had tried to shock him,openly flirting with him
in a sexual manner while she related her version of the night they'd

   gotten caught with Pamela's boyfriend.  He watched her as she joked and
laughed with the other kids,a tee-shirt covering her bikini,her

   coltish legs captivating him.  She was tanned,with a fine covering of
golden hair on her calves and arms.  He knew she had a fairly dense

   patch of the same golden hair between the dimples on her lower back,a
fine trail rising from there up her spine.  It was his experience that

   girls with that particular feature,on an otherwise undeveloped body,were
often sexually promiscuous.  If not downright horny.  She was

   slight of build,devoid of any curves, with her long blond hair,straight
and falling to the crack of her bubble butt,her most noticeable feature.

   Her eyes were a startling green,as was her habit of looking you right in
the face while saying the most outrageous things.  He had sported

   an erection since she had stimulated his imaginative fantasies by
relating the tale of her and Samantha in bed with the 'perv',as she

   referred to him.  She described giving the guy blowjobs for money,they
had been together many times prior to getting caught that night.

   They had each let him fondle them,finger-banging them while they sucked
him off.  He didn't think the dude had ever taught them how a

   man could make them feel good,he took his pleasure and paid them cash.
But they both knew their way around a man's cock.  She had

   assured him of that,openly staring at the obvious bulge in his shorts.
An eight year old girl, calmly and matter of factly describing sexual

   acts with a grown man and seemingly unembarrassed,even regretful of the
fact they had gotten busted in the act.  He was the one who

   had blushed as she ended her tale by stating, "I wanna do it with
you...I bet you have a nice cock!",and,giggling,she ran off to whisper to

   Samantha and her friend,Wendy.  She'd continued to tease
him,pointedly,as his attention was continually drawn back to her.  She was

   always looking back at him,smiling that little smile and he realized she
knew he was interested.  She hadn't seemed to have shared any of

   what had taken place between them,he'd been concerned when she had run
to her friends and they had whispered together excitedly.

   But Samantha and Wendy had shown no signs of knowing what Ashley
apparently did.  Soon after they had come to Sean,Samantha

   stepping forward and asking if they could go play in the little water
park a short ways away.  He had given his permission,cautioning them

   to be careful and to be back in an allotted time for chores before
dinner.  And away they had run,thanking him and agreeing to be back in

   the specified period.  Ashley had peeled her shorts off,revealing the
lime-green bikini beneath,the two other girls were already wearing

   swimsuits.  She gave him a knowing glance as he stared at her hungrily
then grabbed a towel and ran after her friends.  Her slim little

   body,flat stomach,tanned skin and golden hair left an image imprinted in
his mind and he burned with desire for her.  The sun had dropped

   beneath the foothills to the west as he delegated the small tasks
required for dinner to be served.  Each kid had a plate,napkin and bottle

   of juice,they all ate together on the picnic table that was common to
each camp-site.  Happily,the kids had readied the buns and

   condiments,each to their own taste and he distributed the dogs and
burgers until everyone was busy eating.  The darkness was

   deepening as he lit the two kerosene lanterns and settled to eat
himself. The kids chattered away as he listened with half an ear from his

   lounge chair.  He was formulating plans to molest Ashley somehow later
in the evening.  Each plan was examined and discarded as too

   dangerous,he was bound not to be caught in the act himself.  He knew it
may be his wishful thinking alone that made it seem as if Ashley

   was actually eager to be a willing participant,though what she'd said
earlier before running off was a mind-bender.After the meal they

   each handled their own mess,he sat in his chair drinking beer,watching
Ashley from the corner of his eye.  Samantha was playing

   favoritism with her other friend Wendy,as kids were wont to
do.Wendy,after all,had been the friend who had originally been allowed to

   come with them.  He hadn't met her mother,it seemed she didn't care who
her child was going with as long as she was gone.  She was a

   tall,gangly mulatto girl with dark skin and light hazel eyes and quite
shy.  He received no vibes from either her or Samantha of a sexual

   nature when they were together.  Samantha had given off vibes
before,when alone or in company with Ashley.  But,with Wendy there,he

   perceived no signals.  Soon the kids were reminding him of his promise
to take them catfishing that evening and he busied himself sorting

   out the tackle and bait,readying the little group for the adventure
while he had them all go to the communal bathrooms a short distance

   away to brush their teeth and wash up.  That was accomplished with a
minimum of complaining,mostly from the three boys,and soon they

   were on the lakeshore with their poles.  He baited each pole,instructing
those who wanted to learn and showed them all how to cast and

   reel in the line.The moon had appeared above in the tres,a slim
fingernail of light with a dark hint of the rest of the sphere faintly
visible.

   They had caught several catfish,the lake had recently stocked blue
catfish and this caused some excitement but the activity of the

   daylight hours had soon caught up to the kids.  It was around 10 pm when
he suggested they call it a night and the troop made there way

   back to the camp and the tent where they would sleep.  Two of the boys
had brought a pup tent,pitching it a few yards away and they said

   their goodnights and crawled in,zipping it closed behind them.  He took
one of the lanterns into the large tent,Ronny and the three girls

   following him in.Ronny grabbed one of the sleeping bags, "This is mine."
he proclaimed,dragging it to the tent wall that was left of the

   opening.  Samantha,Wendy and Ashley quickly followed suit,grabbing a bag
each.  He sat down opposite the opening on a small

   stool,removing his shoes and socks and watching as Sam and Wendy huddled
together with their sleeping bags in the far right

   corner.Ashley turned to him.  "Where are you gonna sleep,Sean?" He
indicated his spot,the bag spread open under some blankets extra

   blankets in the middle of the tent.  "Me too." she declared,unzipping
her bag then laying down on his,covering herself with it.

   "Okay,whatever." He went outside.  "Where you goin',Sean?" Sam asked,a
little nervously.  "Nowhere,kiddo...just havin' a smoke." he

   replied.  "Go to sleep." " 'Kay,g'night." The others echoed the
sentiment,which he acknowledged before sitting down with another cold

   beer and lighting a cigarette,the cooler close beside him.

   An hour had passed,the only noise now was the crickets and frogs singing
their night songs.  At first he had heard quiet conversation

   amongst the kids but it soon faded and he was alone with his beer and
his thoughts.  He wondered what the sleeping configuration in the

   tent was now,was Ashley still next to his bed?  He lit another
smoke,anxious with nervous excitement,hoping she was still there and

   sound asleep.  He pressed his hand rythmically on his throbbing
cock,half-hard and pointing down his thigh as he recalled the childs

   petite beauty.  He tilted another beer up,gulping the cold liquid
down,relishing the taste while hoping it would calm his excitement.

   Finally,draining the remainder of the beer and stubbing out the
cigarette,he rose and entered the tent,stooping as he zipped the opening

   shut behind him.  In the dimness he could see the shapes of Wendy and
Samantha wedged against the side of the tent a few yards away.

   Ronny lay likewise on the opposite side.  He knelt,feeling softly with
his hands for the shape of Ashley under the blankets in front of

   him.She had drawn the spare blankets over herself and was sprawled out
atop his spread open bag.  He ran his hands gently down her

   shoulders,down her back to her little ass,pressing lightly to discern
her form.  She moved a little,the blankets rustling and he

   froze,listening as she resumed her slumber,her breathing easy and
steady.He listened carefully to the sounds in the tent,picking out the

   different tones of the sleeping kids,kneeling there in the dark.  After
deciding that everyone was truly asleep he carefully walked forward

   on his knees,stripping off his shirt in the warm night and pulling back
the blankets covering both Ashley and his sleeping bag.  Quietly,he

   slipped under the covers,lying face up,his ears perked for any
reactions. He felt the warmth of the girl next to him,mere inches away.  He


   adjusted his cock,pointing it up at his belly-button,moving slowly,his
excitement building.Slowly,he edged his right hand towards the

   sleeping child.  His hand made contact with her side,above her hip and
he pressed it firmly into her,gauging the depth of her sleep.  She

   had no reaction to his touch,her breathing remaining deep and regular.
He thrilled at the feel of her as he considered his next move.  He

   had only touched her with the back of his hand and arm,now he splayed
out his fingers and ran his hand up to her back.  She was on her

   stomach,her face turned away from him and he caressed her gently through
her tee-shirt.  Her skin felt positively hot beneath the garment

   and his breathing sounded unnaturally loud to him.  He stifled
it,forcing himself to breathe deeply,regularly,striving to sound normal. 
His

   hand traveled down to her ass,gripping the hem of the shirt and raising
it slowly to the middle of her back before settling on her now bare

   skin.  He traced the fine line of hairs down her spine to the patch
above her ass,resting there for a moment,listening.  Then,reaching

   farther,he felt the top of her bikini bottoms and then the rise of her
firm ass,his middle finger following the split between the twin globes

   and the digits on either side delighting in the feel of her firmness. 
He rolled toward her,his right hand relinquishing the feel of her ass and

   dropping beneath him,his left hand coming to touch her there.He pressed
his leg against her lower leg and foot,his hand resting lightly on

   her ass.  Now he could see her laying next to him,her hair atop the
blanket,facing away.Brazenly now,he moved his hand

   deliberately,firmly,lower.  Onto her thighs,stoking each on the inside
upper part,his thumb on the crack of her ass.  He felt the tender part

   where her ass rose sweetly,her bikini edge bunched above.He grew bolder
after a few minutes of stroking her,lowering his head to her

   shoulder,under the blanket and inhaling her smell,sweet and private. 
His lips came to rest on her arm,he kissed her gently,then licked her

   softly.  She rustled then and he heard her breathing change as she
slowly awoke.  He stayed where he was his hand between her upper

   thighs,his lips on her arm until she raised slightly and turned her face
towards him.  He saw her face in the dim light,watched her as the

   realization of what he was doing came to her.  This was the telling
moment,he thought.  She drew in a breath,sharply,then smiled at him.

   "Hi." she whispered.  "Hey".  Whispered back.  He squeezed her ass
cheek,once,twice.  No doubt about his intentions now,he

   thought,waiting for her response.  "Mmmm,that feels good." So low he
could barely make the words out.  "Yeah,you do." Hoarsely,quietly.

   He ran his hand up to her bare back,then down,dipping under her suit and
sampling her bare ass.  She pushed off the floor a little,pushing

   her ass cheeks at his hand,her eyes watching him solemnly,the familiar
naughty smirk on her face.  She moved beneath the blanket and

   suddenly he felt her hand on his leg,searching for his cock.  She
grabbed him,confident,squeezing.  It surprised him,her little hand on his

   fully erect dick,the feeling was exquisite.  He exhaled deeply,his eyes
closing momentarily in pleasure.Opening them he saw her

   face,pleased,excited.She was in familiar territory here,liked his
reaction.He watched her as she explored his manhood with her little

   hand,enjoying her expressions.  He intentionally made his cock jump. 
Once,twice.  Violently.  Her smirk wavered a little,her stare remained

   steady.  "Wow,it's big..."she breathed it in his face,"and...hot.Wanna
blow job?" He shook his head.  No.  "I won't say nuthin' " She

   paused,squeezed him again.  "I swear." "Be quiet." Then, "I'll give you
one,instead." He dipped his hand under her hip,lifting her,directing

   her.  "Roll over." She released his cock and rolled onto her back,his
finger went to her lips.  "Sshhh",he said quietly and she nodded.He

   bent his head beneath the blanket then,felt her bikini top,beneath the
shirt at his eyebrow.  He lifted the shirt,running his hand down her

   belly over her navel to her mound beneath the bikini bottom.His cock was
throbbing,a wetness growing at the tip,slippery.  He pressed his

   hardness to her,touching her lower thigh,a little insistent as he
caressed her pussy slit,exploring it.Boldly,he made her open her

   legs,signalling her with a motion of the invading hand.  Obediently,she
complied.He lifted her left leg over his torso,spreading her

   tenderness to the eager ministrations of his hand between her legs.He
stroked her for a moment,happy to note her growing

   pleasure,unsure as she was.She moved almost imperceptibly beneath his
hand,his movements sure,deft,knowing.He was sure she

   didn't realize it.Her body was just reacting.  Her breath was warm on
the top of his head,stirring the close-cropped hair there.Almost

   panting,but quietly.He raised his face to her ear,her eyes stayed closed
as she concentrated on what he was making her feel below.

   "You're so pretty,Ashley." It was a statement,a truth.She shivered a
little,his words tickling her ear.He drank in the warm girl smell of

   her.Manipulating her below.Steadily.Knowingly.He gauged her response by
her breathing rhythm.  "You like that?" He knew she did.  She

   nodded her head,short bobs.Once,twice.  She was so small,so perfect,her
skin silken,her face,her hair,her slender frame.He was

   beginning to become excited too.  "Has anyone ever made you feel
good...like a blowjob for girls?" He knew no one had.She shook her

   head.  No."Uh uh."she whispered it.  "You can if you want." He knew
that,already.  "Want me too?" His hand slid beneath the elastic band of

   her swimsuit,he fingered her bare pussy,the mound prominent,two fat lips
on each side of her tight slit.  He rubbed the button atop the

   sweet valley with his middle finger,pulling her open a little with the
others then reached down to her center,feeling the moisture there.

   "Ohhh..." she murmured,lost in the sensation.  He was in heaven,exactly
where he had imagined,fantasized,hoped against hope.  Her

   raised mound lay under his palm,the back of his hand forced the fabric
of her suit up and out of the way as much as possible,her left leg

   was bent over his thigh,her foot between his legs as he explored the
soft,hot center of her.  He poked at the entrance to her vagina,his

   fingertip entering that space.She jumped a little,an excited reaction.He
stroked her gently,rhythmically,up and down,pausing to swirl on

   her button,a hard pea-sized protrusion.  Then back down to the vaginal
entrance,his face next to hers,his question unanswered for several

   minutes as they both concentrated on what they were feeling.  It was the
same thing.He saw her tongue poke out of her slightly opened

   mouth,her eyes were closed,her face scrunched up a little in her
concentration.She'd never been here before,he was sure.  She was

   panting lightly and he saw the fine sheen of perspiration on her
forehead,at the tendrils of fine blond hair on her cheek,by her ear.He was

   delighted,at her response,at her sweet aroma,at the silken feel of her
skin,at her newness of feeling these feelings.  "Do you?" he asked

   finally.  "Want me too?" He stopped the stroking,withdrawing his hand
from beneath the garment.  She nodded quickly,grabbing his

   arm,trying to press him back where he had been.  "Wait..." he whispered,
"take these off." He indicated the swimsuit bottoms.  Immediately

   she raised her ass off the floor and peeled them down,bringing her legs
together,then kicking them off.  "Ssshhhh" he whispered sotto

   voce.  He wanted this to stay private,she clung to his arm,turned toward
him a little,frozen,not wanting to get caught,not wanting to

   stop.They listened for a long moment,assuring themselves of their
privacy amidst the three others.  He didn't panic,he was committed

   now and wouldn't be deterred.Now he had reached this point,one of no
turning back,really.  He'd become calm,sure,confident.

   He eased her back,onto her back and loomed over her.  bending his
neck,he kissed her mouth.Surprised,she kept her mouth closed and

   he backed away a little bit."It's okay...",he leaned in again,gently
probing her lips with his,nibbling at each,touching her with his

   tongue.Soon he had coaxed her tongue into light play,knowing it was
unfamiliar to her but depending on her instincts.Suddenly her arms

   came around his neck and she hugged him fiercely,her lips seeking this
new sensation,pressing to his,experimenting.  His hand stroked

   her again,he felt her flat tummy,her belly-button,a deep innie.  He
urged her to scoot up as he left her face and bent to press his lips

   elsewhere on her body.  She scooted higher,spreading her legs,he went
lower,lifting her leg and sliding underneath it.  Now her mound,her

   wetness,her heat was at the base of his throat and he pressed into
her,grinding his cock against the floor of the tent.  His hands came up

   beneath her knees,gripping her upper legs as he pressed his face to her
belly,inhaling her scent deliriously.  Now his head bent

   downwards,his forehead on her taut belly,his nose at the peak of her
slit,his mouth just above her skin as he strained to quantify,catalog

   her unique smell.  She was a mixture of sweat,fear,nervous excitement
and an underlying hint of little girl urine and, maddeningly, mature

   sex juice.  He breathed on her easily,gently,noting she was almost
holding her breath in anticipation of what he was going to do next.Her

   legs trembled slightly in his hands,so small he could almost encompass
them completely.  His tongue slid out and gently laved her,tasted

   her,explored her,loved her.Her breath came out then in an explosive rush
then quickly back in,short,shuddering,not quite gasps.

   "Sssshhhh." He murmured to her,then bent to the task.  Her sweet pussy
parted under the gentle insistence of his tongue and he tasted

   her tanginess,her sweet muskiness.She wasn't flooding but there was
definite lubrication.  He shook his head in wonder,applying his

   tongue to her,sensing her reactions,her sensitivities,losing himself in
the wonderful texture and taste of her core.  He savaged the hard

   little pebble atop her valley,coaxing it out of the protective sheath
before sucking it,rolling it under his tongue and lips as she passed into

   a frenzy,pushing herself up at him,mashing his lips,entwining her little
fingers into his short hair and dragging him closer,he brought one

   hand under and around,pushing a finger up her crack to his own
mouth,soaking it with his saliva,his drool then descending and pushing it

   firmly into her little vagina.  Her pussy sucked at it,he worked it in
and out in minute increments,a little deeper every time,as he gnawed at

   her sensitive clit.  Now the moisture was everywhere dripping down her
center,down her ass,his thumb gathered some up and pressed at

   her asshole.She was panting loudly now,he looked to her face,beneath the
blanket with him.She was contorted,desperate,for the feeling

   that was continuing to build,her face skewed,her eyes screwed shut,mouth
open and little grunts issuing from deep inside to the rhythm

   of his motions.  His finger was buried in her now.  No cherry,he
thought,gleefully.He sucked on the hard little pebble,his finger deep,then

   shallow,in and out as she humped up at him.His thumb insistently probed
her clenched assshole,suddenly the tip was in,he held her all in

   one hand as he slobbered on her pussy until she slipped over the
edge.She was thrashing back and forth,maximizing the contact when

   suddenly she locked up,inhaling sharply,her legs came together,squeezing
his head,his finger delved to her depths and stopped

   there,stiffly,at full extension while his thumb jerked wildly just
inside her asshole.  He was amazed.And gratified.  It wasn't impossible for
a

   pre-pubescent girl to experience orgasm but it definitely wasn't a
given. Usually they had to either have already learned to pleasure

   themselves or he would have taught them prior to full climax.  This
sweet little fox went off like a geyser and the knowledge sent him into

   his own mind-blowing orgasm,grinding his cock against the ground,humping
a blanket,he went over the top,joining her in the most

   pleasurable of all pleasures.  He backed off her hyper-sensitive clit
now,knowing the fine line between pleasure and pain,letting himself go

   while delighting in her obvious release.  His cock spasmed and throbbed
through an intense,long orgasm,instantly soaking him and the

   blanket he was pressed against.  He rode out her pleasure,her
shuddering,trembling ecstasy.  Then he remembered the others sharing

   the tent,he rose on his arms,checking them quickly,relieved to see them
still apparently sleeping.  At least,not awake and

   watching,anyways.He looked at Ashley,she appeared overwhelmed by the
intensity of their lovemaking.He found her bikini bottoms and

   managed to pull them up her legs before she had the capacity to help
him. He bent close to her.  "You all right?" Wordlessly,she smiled

   and nodded.  Yes.  He kissed her quickly then.  "Go to sleep then..."
She rolled over obediently.  He settled to sleep himself,a definable

   distance away,a smile on his face and,faintly,he heard her. 
"G'night,Sean."





   End of Part One -any feedback would be welcomed and appreciated