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 CHAPTER ONE

   Authors note: Dear Readers, all of my stories involve consensual incest
and sexual activities between and among grownups and tween girls (usually
8-12), and sometimes between or among grownups and teen boys (usually
12-15).  The stories all the place in between 1975 and 1985, before the
internet and in the early days of VCRs.  There is never rape, coercion,
intimidation, blackmail etc.

   Comments are appreciated.  e-mail me at earldevere(at)yahoo(dot) com

   FIVE LITTLE VOYEURS

   My wife, Suzi, and I were performing simultaneous reciprocal oral
copulation when I heard muffled girlish giggling, which incited an
immediate and powerfully intense ejaculation, catching her by surprise, and
causing her to jerk her head away, coughing and gagging, as I continued to
ejaculate rope after rope of hot semen, covering her face with jizz.

   Then there was the distinct squelch of a police radio.

   "Cops!" a girl's voice gasped.  Seconds later the side door to our
garage slammed.

   I donned my robe and was walking through the house toward the garage
when there was an authoritative knock at the door.  Suzi was behind me,
wiping cum off her face with a pillow cover.

   "You talk to the cops," I whispered.  "I'll talk to the girls." Our
9-year-old daughter, Ellie, was attending a birthday slumber party at a
neighbor's house.  I assumed that they had decided to spy on us.

   I had set up my darkroom in the garage, and that's where I found five
little girls huddled in a corner when I flipped the light switch.  There
was our daughter, the birthday girl, Brenda, her 7-year-old little sister,
Gwen, along with 9-year-olds Wanda and Jessie.

   I put my finger to my lips and hushed them.  "The cops are at the door,"
I whispered.  The girls hung their heads and whimpered for a few minutes
until Suzi came in.  "The cop asked If I reported prowlers," she said.  "I
told him, 'No.' He said it must have been one of the neighbors, and that he
saw some kids looking in our bedroom window.  Just before they saw him, and
ran.  He wasn't sure, but he thought they might have been girls."

   The girls clamored around us, begging that we not tell their parents.

   "Settle down, girls," I said soothingly.  "I promise not to tell on you,
if you'll promise not to tell on us."

   There was a moment of confusion among the girls.

   "We won't tell if you promise not to tell anyone that we didn't tell."

   Suzi explained further, "As responsible adults, it would be our duty to
inform your parents that you were caught watching us ...  uh...doing what
we were doing.  But that could be a hassle for all of us.  And it's petty
normal for girls your age to be curious about sex.  Ray wasn't much older
than y'all when he started spying on his parents."

   "Suzi!" I exclaimed.  "The only reason you didn't peek in on your mother
and father is there was never an opportunity.  You would have if you could
have!"

   The girls were giggling.

   "Mom," Ellie whispered.  "You've got...uh...stuff in your hair."

   "I wonder if the cop noticed," I said.

   "I seriously doubt it," Suzi chuckled.  "He couldn't take his eyes off
my cleavage."

   "Wait a few more minutes to make sure the cops have cleared out, then
sneak back to Brenda's house," I instructed.  "And remember, you can't tell
that we know you were watching us, and didn't report it to your parents."

   Suzi added, "Let's pretend that we didn't find you hiding in Ray's
darkroom, and that this conversation never happened."

   Gwen ran to me and hugged my waist.  "Thank you, Mr.  Wiley.  Thank you.
Mommy and Daddy would kill us if they found out."

   My erection instantly resurrected and pressed hard against the
7-year-old's flat chest.  She looked up at me, wide-eyed.  I smiled and
patted her head.  "I'm sure they wouldn't be that severe, but we'll keep
this our little secret anyway," I said, making my cock twitch twice.

   She hugged me tighter, and I pressed my palm against her back.  My cock
twitched again and she giggled, "Our little secret."

   "Now, y'all had best get back to your slumber party," Suzi said, opening
the side door.

   The girls thanked us and dashed out.

   Suzi grasped my cock and squeezed.  "You were pressing this big hard
thing against that little girl's flat chest.  Weren't you?"

   "No, I was not.  She was pressing her chest against my cock, which might
have twitched a couple of times."

   "She obviously liked it.  I saw the grin on her face when she said, 'Our
little secret.' and hugged you tighter."

   "I wonder if she'll tell the others."

   "I don't know her.  She doesn't normally hang out with the older girls.
I got the impression that 'Our little secret' was between you and her. 
Gwen said it, knowing that her sister and the others would think she was
talking about the whole getting caught peeping thing."

   "That's the impression I got, too," I said, wrapping my arms around my
wife and pressing hard against her.  "Wanna fuck?"

   "Oh, God.  Yess.  Right here.  Right now.  Fuck me."

   I slid my leaking cock into her soaking cunt, and fucked her hard,
standing, with her back against the open door, which was about ten feet
away from our neighbor's bedroom window.  If 12-year-old David was awake
and opened his curtain, he could have watched us.

   We fucked again in bed before drifting off to sleep

   SATURDAY MORNING

   I slept much longer than usual, having sweet dreams about Gwen's hands
wrapped around my hard nine inch cock, jacking me off.  When I awoke, I was
lying on my left side, with my back to the bedroom window.  I rolled over
onto my back and heard naughty little girl giggles.  Gwen's nose was
pressed against the window screen.  She waved at me.  I waved back, and
signaled her to go around to the back yard.  I put my robe on and went to
the patio door.  She wasn't there.  I went through the kitchen and into the
garage.

   Gwen peeked out from the black darkroom curtain, and giggled, "I didn't
tell nobody 'bout Our Little Secret."

   "I knew you wouldn't," I said, smiling.  "I knew I could trust you.  Why
didn't you go to the beach with the others?"

   "I don't like the beach.  It's gritty and scratchy and the sand gets in
my pants, and there are jelly fish and sharks in the water," she said. 
"And I wanted to talk to you when they weren't around."

   "I'm glad you did.  I wanted to tell you how important it is to keep Our
Little Secret."

   "I almost told," she said.  "They were talking 'bout how big your thing
is.  They called it a cock and a dick.  Brenda said that it looked like it
was a foot long, but Ellie said it was nine and a half inches.  She said
she heard her Mommy telling a friend about it.  That's how she knew your
cock was nine and a half inches long.  I wanted to tell them how hard it
was, but I didn't."

   "Thank you," I said.  "I'm glad you didn't tell on me for pressing my
hard cock against your chest.  I could get in a lot of trouble for that."

   She hugged my waist.  "I didn't mind.  I kinda liked it," she giggled,
pressing her chest hard against my hard-on."

   "I liked it a lot," I said, rubbing my cock against her chest and
hugging her tightly.

   "We couldn't believe that Mrs.  Wiley could take your whole cock into
her mouth.  I mean, how does she do that?"

   "It takes lots of practice, and she's had lots of practice."

   "Ellie says that you said that she was the bestest cocksucker in the
universe, 'cept that you use a big word that means cocksucker."

   "Fellationist," I said.  "The finest fellationist in the known
universe."

   "Yeah, that's it.  Fell-a-shah-nist."

   "Now, we wouldn't want grownups hearing you say that.  They'd wonder
where you heard it.  It's a word I made up.  If they hear you say
cocksucker, they'd know that you could have heard it anywhere."

   "Yeah.  I hear all kinds of naughty words at school."

   "What naughty words?"

   "You know, cocksucker, motherfucker, cock, cunt, pussy, ass fucker, dick
licker."

   "It's funny, you never hear father fucker, pussy eater, or cunt licker.
Do you?"

   She thought for a few seconds before saying, "No.  Never.  But
sometimes, Brenda and the others tease Ellie, saying that she wants you to
fuck her and eat her pussy like you do with Mrs.  Wiley."

   "What does Ellie say to that?"

   "She says that they're the ones who want to get fucked and eaten by
you."

   "Which one of the girls talks the dirtiest?"

   "Jessie," Gwen giggled.  "She's a real potty mouth."

   "Jessie?  The quiet, shy, polite one?"

   "She ain't quiet and shy when grownups ain't around." Gwen was quiet for
as long moment, then asked, "Do you really like eating Mrs.  Wiley's
pussy?"

   "I love eating pussy.  I love it as much as I love fucking."

   We were silent for a while, rubbing against each other, with my
terrycloth robe and her cotton tee shirt between us.

   "Can I see it again?" she whispered.

   "If you want to see it, just open my robe."

   She stepped back, giggled nervously and tugged at the belt.  The robe
fell open, exposing my hard cock.  "Wow!  It's so big.  Is that pee?" she
asked pointing at a thin string of Cowper's fluid.

   "No.  It's called pre-cum.  It's really slick stuff, and lubricates he
cock, so it'll slide into a cunt easier.  Pussies also make juices that
lubricate.  I don't know if you're old enough for your pussy to make juices
like that."

   "Un huh," she nodded, grinning.

   "May I see?"

   Without hesitation, she pushed her shorts and panties down to mid thigh.

   "Beautiful," I said, dropping to my knees for a closer view of her bald
puffy pussy.  A slight sheen around the cleft verified that she was indeed
lubricating.  I reached out to touch it.  Her hips thrust forward to meet
my forefinger.  Gwen giggled as my finger lightly glided from the bottom to
the top of her slit.

   She let out a little gasp as I put my finger tip in my mouth and sucked.

   "Yummm," I sighed.  "Heavenly."

   "You wanna lick it?"

   "If that's what you want, just tell me."

   "Lick it."

   "Lick what?"

   Gwen giggled, "Lick my pussy."

   I unfolded an gray metal folding chair as she let her shorts and panties
fall to the floor and stepped out of them.  I I put my hands on her waist
and lifted her onto the chair.

   "Eeek," she shrieked, jumping off the chair.  "It's cold."

   I took my robe off and draped it over the chair.  My body's not bad, I'm
5'10" 155 pounds.  I'm slender, but not skinny enough for ribs to show. 
I'm way too lazy to work out.  I don't have six-pack abs or well defined
pecs.  My hands, feet and penis are disproportionately large.

   Gwen stared at me, wide-eyed.

   "You've seen me naked before."

   "Yeah, but I was outside and you were inside."

   "You want me to put something on?"

   "No no.  It's cool."

   I picked her up and sat her on the chair.  She spread her legs wide.  I
lifted them and place them over my shoulders.  I slowly and lightly licked
from the bottom of her slit to the top.  "Have you let anyone else play
with your beautiful little pussy?"

   She hesitated.

   "You can tell me.  I'll answer any and all of your questions honestly,
if you promise to keep our conversations secret.  Anything you tell me will
be secret.  Okay?"

   "Okay?"

   "I'll tell you one of my secrets first if you promise to never ever tell
anybody else," I said.

   "I promise."

   "Me and my best friend started playing with each other's dicks when we
were 10 years old.

   "Really!?!"

   "Yes.  We sucked each other's cocks when we were 13."

   Gwen giggled and whispered, "Me and Angie play with each other
sometimes. My cousin Vinnie and me played with each other when he came to
visit last summer.  He's ten.  His dick is this big," she said, holding her
forefingers about four inches apart.

   I began licking her pussy in earnest.  My tongue probed deeply, pressing
against her hymen and stretching it until she flinched.  I then attacked
her little stiff clit, licking and sucking and nibbling.

   She humped against my face, making mewling whimpering sounds.

   "Oh Oh Oh!  I gotta pee," she whined.

   "No you don't.  It just feels like it," I said before resuming my attack
on her clit.

   "Unh!  Unh!  Unh!  she grunted, wrapping her legs around my neck, and
grasping the back of my head, pulling me hard against her soaking cunt. 
Then she let out man ear piercing squeal and went limp.  Her eyes were
glazed over, focused on infinity.

   "Are you alright?"

   "Unh huh," she nodded weakly.  Then she blinked a few times and sat up.
"That was...That was."

   "You liked it?"

   "Oh yes.  Can we do it again?"

   We did it again, and again, until her prepubescent twat was too
sensitive to touch.

   "You want me to suck your dick?"

   "If you want to.  You don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

   "Jessie said that men love it when you suck their cocks."

   "She told you that?"

   "Not me.  She told Bren and Wanda and Ellie.  I was outside her window,
listening."

   "You're a spy," I chuckled.  "A sexy little double Oh seven.  You could
be my spy."

   "Wouldn't that be like being a tattle tale?"

   "No.  Not at all.  Tattle tales get people in trouble.  I just want to
know what Ellie's doing."

   "And she won't get in trouble, no matter what I tell?"

   "She'll never know that I know."

   "What if I tell you that she's fuckin'?"

   "I won't say anything about it.  I won't do anything about it."

   "She's not, but she wants to, they all do," Gwen said.  "Jessie says
she's got a grownup lover.  That's what she calls him, her grownup lover,
but that she hasn't actually fucked yet.  She won't say who, 'cause he'd go
to prison if anyone found out."

   Jessica's family lived across the street and two houses west.  Her
father, Mike Martin, was a truck driver who let his daughter ride with him
in the summertime.  His wife Dianna was a nag, always bitching about
something.  It was a good guess that Daddy was Jessie's grownup lover.

   "I'm certainly not going to tell anyone," I said.

   "She says that she sucks his cock and he cums in her mouth and she
swallows it all and he really likes that."

   "I'll bet he does," I laughed.  "Any man would."

   "You want me to do yours?"

   "Of course I do.  But I have to warn you, I'll probably cum quickly. 
Just thinking about your lovely lips around my cock is almost enough to
make me cum without touching it."

   She giggled and put her right hand around my cock and guided the head
into her mouth.  Her teeth scraped the flare.  "Ouch!  Be careful with your
teeth."

   Gwen got the head and a couple of more inches in her mouth, and I
started making slow fucking motions.  She sucked hard and looked up at me
with those big trusting eyes, and I ejaculated profusely.

   She backed away, gagging and coughing.  I slapped her back.  The gagging
stopped and the coughing subsided.  "Are you alright?" I asked.

   She nodded, gasping for breath.  "I swallowed some of it," she said. 
"I'll do better next time."

   "You did great, Honey." I said, stroking her hair.

   "Are you going to lick your cum off my face, like you do for Mrs. 
Wiley?"

   "How'd you know that?"

   "Ellie said that you like your own cum.  She said you lick it of Mrs. 
Wiley's face and tits, when you cum on her instead if in her mouth, and
that you always lick it out of her pussy after you fu...uh...Do It to her."

   "Under the circumstances, I think it would be alright to say 'Fuck' or
whatever else you would say among friends,"I chuckled, then began licking
my cum off her face and chest.

   Gwen giggled, "Ellie says that you like licking your cum out of Mrs. 
Wiley's Cunt after you've Fucked her with your big Cock."

   "That's the truth," I said, licking my come off the seven year old
girl's face.  "And you're free to talk dirty to me whenever we're alone and
you feel like it."

   "Jessie said that her grownup lover loves it when she talks dirty."

   "It is a big turn-on," I said.  "Does your father know where you are?" I
knew her mother had taken the girls to the beach.

   "No.  I told him I was going to Angie's house.  It don't matter.  He's
got a hangover and won't get up until after noon."

   "What if Angie wakes him up looking for you?"

   "I guess I better go over to Angie's."

   "I hope we can do this again."

   "Me too.  I really like having my pussy eaten.  Jessie was right.  It's
the greatest fucking feeling in the world." She quickly dressed and left
through the side door.