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 (Author's note: This little quickie was inspired by one of my reader's
adventures.  Thank you Lauren.  It's only vaguely similar because I don't
feel competent enough to write from a female point of view, and this has
been one of my fantasies.  I write it while taking a little breather from
my Epic Erotic Historical Novel, ILLUMINAUGHTIES.

   I love hearing from my horny readers.  Please write me a
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   June 10, 1982

   Children younger that 12 years old must have adult supervision.

   My 10-year-old daughter, Amy, her three friends Ronnie (10), Betty (10)
Lois (9) and Betty's little sisters, Brandy (8) and Georgie (6) wanted to
go swimming, and drafted me to be the adult supervision.

   Amy and I had been playing around sexually since she was eight.  We had
not progressed beyond mutual masturbation and oral sex.  We would play
fuck, with her straddling me and sliding her bald little pussy up and down
my cockshaft until I was ready to cum.  Then I would lay her on her back,
put my cockhead in her cunt opening, without actual penetration and fill
her little cunt with cum.  Then I would lick and suck it all back out.

   I flirted with her friends and their little sisters when they hung out
at our apartment, and other than friendly pats on their little asses, made
no sexual advances.  They were unaware of Amy's and my sexual activities. I
didn't know any of their parents, or anyone else at the apartment complex.
I was a stay at home Dad and aspiring novelist.  My wife was editor of the
local weekly newspaper.

   The kids dragged me out to the pool to be their supervisor.  I took the
latest chapter of my novel to proof read while they played.

   "Daddy!" Amy called.  "Come in and throw me in the air."

   "I don't have my bathing suit."

   "You can wear your shorts.  It's not any different that a bathing suit."

   There was a difference.  swim trunks have liners that contain your
privates.  I never wore underwear.

   Come on, Jack!" the girls urged.  I insisted that the call me by my
first name.

   How could I resist the an opportunity to cop feels on a bunch of
prepubescent cuties?

   They got out of the pool, grabbed me by the arms and pulled me toward
the pool.  I stopped them long enough to take off my flip flops and shirt
and set them on top of my manuscript.  Then I allowed them to drag me to
the edge of the pool and push me in.  They all jumped in after me.

   "Let's dunk Jack, "Ronnie said, jumping on my back and trying to push my
head down.  I grabbed her arm and threw her over my head.  All of the girls
piled on, and I wrestled them off, 'accidentally' grabbing butts and
crotches.  They all came back for more.

   Georgie, the smallest one got out of the pool so she could jump on my
back, but I turned around as she jumped, and she straddled my face.  I
grabbed her hips, and quickly nibbled on her crotch before flinging her
high into the air.  As soon as she landed, she swam to the ladder and got
out of the pool again, where she waited for another opportunity to straddle
my face.  I acted like I didn't notice while wrestling with the other
girls.

   "Hold his arms down," Amy ordered.

   Eight year old Brandy grabbed my right arm, wrapping her arms around my
upper arm and her legs around my wrist.  My palm cradled her butt while my
thumb pressed against her pussy.

   Ronnie tried to put her arms around my neck from the front, but i
managed to twist away from her and turn to face Georgie, who again jumped
and straddled my face.  She grasped the back of my head and ground her
crotch against my mouth.

   I was in pedo heaven.  I was practically thumb fucking two girls while
nibbling on the crotch of another.

   Amy or Ronnie or Lois got on my back and forced me under, but not before
I filled my lungs with air.  As I pretended to struggle, my thumbs worked
their way into the leg holes, and rubbed hairless pussies.

   A hand reached up my shorts and briefly grasped my hard cock.  I assumed
it was my daughter.  The girls ran out of air before I did, and had to let
go.

   "If y'all drown me, you won't have adult supervision, and you'll have to
get out of the pool." I looked up and saw Betty, Brandy and Georgie's
mother on her balcony, staring at me.

   Busted, I thought, just before Georgie's crotch was again pressed
against my face.  The girls swarmed me again, and again, I was copping
feels of butts and crotches.  Again, a hand slid inside my shorts, squeezed
my cock, and gave it a couple of strokes.  A pair of hands grasped my right
wrist and pressed her pussy against my hand.  I fingered the swimsuit
crotch to the side and slid my middle finger into her slit.  The same thing
happened on my left side.

   Again, the girls ran out of air and resurfaced.  They retreated to the
ladder, where they giggled and whispered and looked at me.

   "It looks like the kids are giving you a hard time," The Mom on the
balcony said.

   Did in hear a perceptible pause between 'hard' and 'time?'

   "Yes ma'am, really Hard." I replied, with a little extra stress on
'hard.'

   "Why don't you girls give Mr...."

   "Jack.  Just Jack."

   "Why don't you girls give Just Jack a break.  He looks like a man who
could use a cold beer."

   "Aw Mo-om," Betty moaned.  "We're having fun."

   "I can see that." She said.  "And you'll have More Fun after you give
Just Jack a rest."

   She went into her apartment briefly, came out with two bottles of Lone
Star in her hands, and walked down to the pool.  ""Oops," she said,
gesturing to the Pool Rules sign.  "No glass containers allowed.  You'll
have to come out for your refreshment."

   I glanced down at my crotch, where my 8.5 inch cock pressed obscenely
against the left leg of my shorts, then looked back at her.

   She smiled evilly and held up the frosted bottle of brew.

   "Okay," I said, and hoisted myself out of the pool.

   She stared openly at my bulge, smiling as I walked to the gate and
stepped out.

   "I wanted to meet the 'Cool Dad' my girls have been telling me about. 
I'm Irma."

   "Nice to meet you, Irma."

   "I appreciate you coming to the pool with them."

   "It's my pleasure."

   "Obviously," she said, looking pointedly at my crotch.

   I looked down at my bulge.  "From your vantage point on the balcony,
could you see which one played with my cock?"

   "Your daughter was the first, then my oldest daughter, and the other
girl.  I don't know her name."

   "Lois."

   "Whatever.  I'm sure they'll all take a turn at it if you give them the
chance, and I'm certain you will."

   "You are a very understanding mother."

   "I was a kid once.  I was Georgie's age when I sucked my first man cock.
I don't know if my kids have had any prior sexual experience.  I'll have to
ask them later, when we have our talk.  And, if you're ever interested in
adult pussy or mouth or ass, I'm available.  My husband spends ten to
twelve hours a day at work.  I'm certain he's fucking his secretary with
his little dick, and I don't care," she turned and walked away.

   "Come on, Jack.  Let's play some more," Lois called.  The other girls
joined in the chorus, calling me.

   I set the bottle down on the concrete picnic table, went into the pool
area, and stood at the edge of the pool, looking down at the girls who
could look up my shorts.

   "I think we can have a lot more fun inside," I said, making my cock
twitch.

   Older kids were walking toward the pool from the east.

   "Yeah," My daughter said.  "Lets go to my apartment."

   "What did Momma say?" Georgie asked.

   "I'll tell you after we get inside and get out of these wet swimsuits."