THE GREEN DOOR

Part 8

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The Green Door part 8

byJimBob

Mg, Mggg,� Teas, cons, oral, Int.

What better person to initiate our little sisters into sex play than old Harry?� Satisfaction is guaranteed!� Kinda slow at first, but the action soon heats up.

The time was passing pretty fast for Holly, between school and her job she was kept very busy.� She hardly had time to think about life at home, especially what her sisters were up to.� One day it was quite slow at the Green Door, and Holly and one other girl were allowed to go home shortly after they arrived for work.�� Holly was happy to go as she had a long day before and was ready for a rest.

When Holly walked in the door at home, she was surprised to see Mindy all alone, sitting and watching the TV.�

"Where is Patty?" she asked her youngest sister.

"She said she had to go over to Mr. Thompson's for a minute.� But I watched a whole program all by myself."� Mindy sniffed.� Clearly, she was not happy with her sister.

"Okay, I'll go see what is keeping her."� As Mindy started to get up she said, "No Mindy, you wait here."

"Hurry up then.� I'm scared!"

Holly walked out and over the lawns� the short distance to Mr. Thompson's door.� She knocked.� No answer from in the house.� She knocked again.� No response.� She tried the knob.� It turned and the door swung open.� "Mr. Thompson?"� she called out.� "Patty?"� No answer.� She listened and thought she heard a voice back in the bedroom.� The TV, maybe?� She walked through the living room and quietly down the carpeted hall.� She could hear the TV louder now.� No, it was Mr. Thompson's voice.� He was reading something.� Then she heard Patty giggle. Mr. Thompson reading her little sister a story?�

A fan of dim light was coming from the door that was barely ajar.� Then she was at the door.� She peeked in.� Holly barely stifled a sharp gasp.� Mr. Thompson was in an office chair in front of a big computer screen.�� He was reading from a display on the screen, but that was not what brought on Holly's shock.� There was Patty, sitting on his lap, leaning back against his chest, short skirt around her waist, bare legs splayed out on either side of Mr. Thompson's bare thighs, and her new pink panties were dangling from one foot.� Mr. Thompson was stroking one bare thigh with one hand, and between her thighs with the other.� Patty squirmed and giggled again.� Holly could only stare.

"Want to see some more pictures now?"� Mr. Thompson asked Patty.� When she nodded, he clicked the mouse.� Holly stifled aother gasp when she saw a naked little girl sucking on a big man's cock.� That one was followed by several others of the same pair.� Patty giggled at some of the pictures as the man whispered in her ear.� Then another page of words came on the screen, and Mr. Thompson started to read again.� It was a story of sex between a man and a young girl.

Holly heard a small sound behind her.� She looked.� It was Mindy, coming down the hall.� Holly put her finger to her lips in a signal for silence.�� Mindy made the same gesture back, and tiptoed up to her.� Holly tried to block her from seeing into the room, but Mindy ducked around her and took in the scene with wide eyes and open mouth.� Her gasp was quite audible.�

"OH!� Then to Holly in a loud whisper, "Patty and Mr. Thompson are making nasty!"

Not any longer.� Upon hearing the first gasp, the pair jumped up and started trying to get their clothes straightened out and back on where they belonged; without� much success, I might add.� Mindy had pushed in through the door and was staring at the rapidly deflating organ of Mr. Thompson, who had put both feet into the left leg of his boxers.� This slowed him considerably in getting himself covered up.� Patty was having similar trouble, having stood on her panties and not being able to free them to even get her other leg in.

Mindy was in front of Mr. Thompson, eyeing his half deflated but still large member with great interest.� He had given up trying to cover himself.� He made a shooing motion at Mindy, who ignored it.� She squatted to get a different perspective.

Mr. Thompson tried a bluff.� "What were you girls sneaking into my house for anyway?� I could call the cops..."

"Go ahead,"� Holly told him.�� "I'll tell them I was looking for my little sister.� I'll tell them what I saw you doing to her too.�� I'll tell about the stories and the pictures."

"Oh, no, don't do that!� Don't tell.� I'll pay..."

Holly had been thinking along those same lines.� "Okay, one hundred dollars an hour."�

Mr. Thompson, who had been thinking in terms of ones or maybe fives, almost swallowed his teeth.� "Ten."� He called out.

"Ninety."

"Twenty"

"Eighty."

"Fifty."

Holly shook her head.� "Sixty and you can finish your other half hour today.� But Patty is a virgin, and you don't stick anything into her down there, not even a finger, you understand?"

Mr. Thompson sighed.� "Okay, Patty?"

Patty nodded eagerly.

"Okay, sixty it is," he agreed.

Mr. Thompson picked up his pants, lifted three twenties from his billfold and handed them to Holly.� She clutched them in her fist, then pulled a very reluctant Mindy out of the room.� As thre neared the door, Holly turned to the pair in the room.� "Remember what I told you before, Patty.� Nothing goes in that hole.� Mr. Thompson?� Nothing goes in Patty's hole down there, not even a finger.� Got that?"� She met both pairs of eyes and waited until they both nodded.� Then she took Mindy by the arm and they left the room.

"Can't I stay and watch?� How am I ever gonna learn how to do it?� Jeez!� I never get to have any fun!"

"You are too young for that kind of fun.� Come on, I'm gonna lock the door behind us."

"Jeez!�� I wanted to see the pictures!� You and Patty got to see the pictures.� Jeez!� I never get to do anything!"

"Quit swearing."

"Jeez is not swearing!� Daddy said so."

"Come ON!"

"Jeez!"

�I'll get you an Ice cream cone."

"Oh, goody!� Can I have two scoops of chocolate?"� Mindy skipped down the sidewalk to catch up to her sweet, wonderful big sister. "Mr. Thompson has a big thingy, huh?"

"Yeah.� Big."� Holly answered absently.� She was counting the money again.

Back at the apartment, Mr.Thompson had managed to free his legs and toss the boxers to one side.� He sat down in the chair, but scooted forward and motioned for Patty to come between his knees when she dropped her panties on the floor and walked over to him.� Mr. Thompson took her by the shoulders and forced her forward and down between his legs.� Patty looked up at him in surprise.� What did he want her to do?

When she was close enough, he took one hand from her shoulder and took his cock and rubbed the tip over her lips.� Patty tried to pull back, but Mr. Thompson was holding her too tight.� "Open your mouth, Patty,"� he commanded her.� He was out sixty dollars, and he was going to get his cum one way or another...

Patty managed to jerk her head back enough to say, "NO!� I won�t!� It smells bad!"� She started to cry.

Mr. Thompson was instantly contrite.� "Don't cry, little one.� I'm sorry.� Here, I'll bet you will like this!"� With that, he reversed their positions and spread Patty's little legs. He knelt between them, pushed her short dress up, and licked over all her little bare place down there.� When her clit popped up in the wet little cleft, he licked and sucked it up in between his lips as his tongue worked on the little bud that peeped out.

He was right, Patty did like that.� She had thought it had been great when Mr. Thompson had sat her on his lap. Great when he had rubbed her legs to up where it tickled. Great when he had run those questing, tickling fingers up under her panties, all that was great.� When he had pulled those little panties down and got his finger in there on her tickle bump and fingered it, it had been way more than great.� None of that compared to how his tongue working around down there made her feel.

She had liked the pictures of men with naked little girls too, especially the ones where the guys were naked too, and she could see their big long thingies.� Why the girls wanted to put those things in their mouths she would never figure out, she had thought then.� Now she was getting the idea.� The girls wanted to make the guys feel good like the guys had made them feel, like Mr. Thompson was making her feel.� She decided that if Mr. Thompson asked her again, she would just hold her nose and do it.� She didn't know that Mr. Thompson had decided that he was going to stop neglecting his personal hygiene just in case...

However, Mr. Thompson was not going to get lucky today.�� At least not in that way.� As a teen age boy, Mr. Thomp-� (Hell,� let's just call him Bill, shall we?)� Bill had such a good, active imagination that he not only had wet dreams at night in his sleep, he had them in his day dreams.�� And what did us teen age boys day dream about?�� No, not cars, not baseball either.� It was� GIRLS, you idiots!

Now Bill was a geek as a teen.� This was back when the term had nothing to do with computers.� It denoted a usually slender, studious type, with two left hands or maybe feet, lousy at sports, and usually avoided like cooties by girls his own age.� I was a geek.� One geekish trait was as one got older, more girls his age avoided him.� So the girls that drew his interest got younger and younger.� Pre-pubic girls curry favor with older males, and they aren't all that particular.� Don't worry, I'm not charging for this bit of wisdom.

Back to Bill and his wet dreams, night or day.� When he went down on little willing and eager Patty, his overactive imagination took over.� He dreamed that the little girl that was twisting and gyrating on his tongue was actually impaled on his other sex organ, and when the small girl posted herself to her big climax on his tongue, he imagined it was his other tool causing her blissful cries of feverish relief.� He then emptied his load into... the air, the carpet, and the front of his one nice chair.�� Rats!� He was disgusted.� He was distressed.� He was through for this day.� Nothing to do but send Patty on home.� He needed a nap.� Bad.

Patty was happy and singing as she pulled on her panties and went out the door, but Bill was just mumbling to himself as he crawled around with paper towels and a damp rag, cleaning up his spilled seed.

The next day Holly took extra care to make sure she looked and smelled nice and clean.� Patty had told her about Mr. Thompson.� Holly took the information to heart and decided she was never going to be offensive in that way.� Besides, she had a date with Harry, and she knew what he liked.� She remembered their conversation about her sisters.�� Patty and Mindy were going with her today.� They both spent some quality time in the tub full of hot, soapy water.� They were all dressed in new, clean clothes as they trouped up to the Green Door that afternoon.

"Well, look at all the little beauties," William said as he opened the door.� "It looks like Mr. Harry is going to get awfully lucky today!"

"Thank you, William.� These are my sisters, Patty and Mindy.� Girls, this is William, and you must always do what he says.� He is very important here."

William chuckled as the two little girls regarded him in awe.� "Miss Holly, why you telling these pretty little girls a big fib like that?"

"Better to keep them scared of you, William.� Otherwise they can tear this place up in a minute."� Holly gave William a wink and a big smile as they edged in past him.

"Mr. Harry up in 302 waiting for you!"� William called after Holly.

The three girls trudged up the stairs, Patty remarking on the steepness and complaining because Holly didn't use the elevator, and Mindy counting the steps out loud to further annoy Patty.� Holly sighed and shook her head.� They were heading for their first real money-making sexual encounter and her sisters were acting like a couple of brats.�� On the third floor, Holly led the girls to room 302.� She looked her sisters over, used a little spit to slick down a stray wisp of Mindy's hair, and then knocked.

"Come on in, Holly!"� came Harry's voice from inside.� Holly opened the door and ushered the girls into the room.� Harry was coming toward the door, and his face broke into a big grin when he saw who Holly had brought him.� He stooped and hugged Mindy, then Patty and then Holly.� Then he flipped the lock on the door.� "Are you girls thirsty?"� He asked, heading for the fridge.� "Pepsis?"� He asked, handing each girl an opened can and a glass.

"Thank you, Mr. Harry," the two little ones said in unison.� They sat side by side on the couch and sipped their drinks.� Harry asked Holly if she had thought about what he had told her, and Holly indicated with a nod of her head toward the girls that they were there.� Harry was praising Holly for her decision when Mindy suddenly turned to Patty and tugged her arm so she would lean over.� Mindy whispered urgently in her ear.

Patty looked at Holly, then at Harry.� As he cocked an inquiring eyebrow at her, she blurted out, "Mindy said she has to go potty.� Real bad."� Mindy gave her a dirty look for divulging her secret.

Holly started to get up, but Harry waved her back and quickly got up and took Mindy's hand to lead her down the hall.� Mindy looked back over her shoulder at Holly, and Holly nodded to show it was okay.��

When they were in the bathroom, Mindy waited for Harry to leave.� When he made no move to do so, Mindy gave a little shrug and reached up under her skirt, pulled her panties down and backed up onto the seat.� She had no time for niceties.� She had to go!

When the tinkle started, Harry moved to quickly kneel before her, slip her panties off over her shoes, push her knees further apart, and her short skirt up to her waist in one quick move.�� Mindy opened her mouth to protest, but then decided this was interesting.�� She would just watch.� Harry peered between her legs as the stream weakened.� He stuck one finger into the stream and took a few drops to his lips for a taste.�

"Mmmm!" he said.� "There's nothing so tasty and sweet as little girl pee."

Mindy just eyed him in wide eyed, open mouthed wonder.� She thought, �If he thinks he is going to con me into taking a taste of that stuff, he was way out of luck.�� Patty had already pulled that trick on her.� She knew it tasted salty and icky.� He wasn't fooling her one bit.�� She just sat and watched him.��� When Harry grabbed her legs and pulled her forward on the seat, and then brought her legs up over his shoulders, she attempted a controlled lean back against the tank.�� She lost it in the last few inches, and her head bumped it a bit.� "Ouch!"� she cried.

"Sorry,"� Harry muttered, but he didn't sound at all sorry.� He leaned forward and put his mouth between her wide open legs and stuck his tongue out and licked up the dewy drops on her outer lips.� Then that pointed little tongue� went right up into her crack clear up to her pee hole, wiping her crack clean as it went.�

Mindy could only gasp in shock and awe.� The pain at the back of her head was forgotten.� Then the tongue tip moved the short distance up to her clit, bringing another grunt and gasp of shock and pleasure.� As the tongue began to work her clit around, Mindy tried to back away from it, only to find a large hand firmly grasping each of her round little butt cheeks.� Mindy found she was locked in a vise like grip.� She could not escape that clit ravishing tongue.� She began to shriek out giggles, because to her immature little mind, the sexual pleasure she was feeling translated into tickles in and around her groin area.

Over and over the little climaxes came, as the waves of pleasure crashed through her body.�� It was almost more than a little girl could bear.� Her frantic laughter rang out into the hallway.

When the first giggles rang out, Patty had jumped from her chair to go to aid her sister, then paused when Holly did not move or even seem disturbed.

"Aren�t we going to do anything?"� Patty asked.�

"Do what?"� asked Holly.

"Save her!"�

"Why?� She's laughing.� He must be tickling her."

"Oh!"� On her way back to her seat, Patty noticed that Mindy's glass of Pepsi was much fuller than her's.� Seeing that Holly was studying a picture on the wall, Patty quickly switched glasses.� She sat down and began to sip.

"Shame on you!"� Holly had been watching her.

Patty jumped.� "What?"

"Stealing your little sister's drink."

Patty shrugged, and got up to return and trade glasses. On the way she took a healthy swig of Mindy's pop.� When she changed glasses, she noticed with satisfaction that the glasses were now about equal.� She gave Holly a sly little smirk as she sat back down.� Holly just sighed and shook her head.

Meanwhile, Mindy's giggles were dying down, except when Harry's talented tongue found a particularly sensitive spot.� Then there would be a little scream of pleasure and more giggles.

Harry, however, now held Mindy's little butt in his big left hand to hold her cunt up to his lips and tongue.� He now held his right hand between her legs, index finger knuckle just under his lips, index finger tip gently probing around between her wet, slick little cunt lips,� searching for� that tiny little hole in her six year old hymen.� When the finger tip found the hole, Harry searched out a pleasure spot with his tongue.� When the scream of pleasure started, Harry drove the index finger through the hole in the thin tissue, stretching it and then tearing it as the finger plunged in until it was stopped by knuckles meeting pussy lips.� Midway through the cry of pleasure, it turned into a shriek of pain, and the giggles turned to sobs as Harry quickly worked the finger in and out several times to insure the hole in the hymen was well reamed out.��

The finger was pulled out.�� The tongue searched for, and started finding pleasure points again.� The cry died out.��� Harry tasted the salty blood that Mindy shed for a minute or so.� He lapped up the virgin blood so that Mindy did not see any evidence that her hole had just been opened for a man's fingers to penetrate more easily.�� Harry was a master at this little operation.

Holly had noticed the change in her sister's cries and had jumped to her feet.� But she hardly reached the door before the pain went out of the cries, and so she paused.� Then she returned to her seat when another giggle came wafting down the hall.��

Harry was busy with his tongue making Mindy forget about the pain of his little operation.� He was doing a good job of it, because Mindy was well on her way to her best orgasm yet.� She was working with Harry now, trying to guide his head to her best ticklish places, humping her little pelvis up and from side to side as she approached her peak.� Then she had the best cum of her short life.� She almost squirmed out of Harry's firm grip as she struggled to avoid his tongue.� It had given her so much pleasure, but now her flesh had become so sensitive she could not stand even that gentle pressure.� "It's too much!� she protested.� �No More!� No more!"

Harry held her on the seat with one hand while he picked up and straightened her panties with the other.� Then he slipped them on, and stood Mindy up to pull them up.� Then he picked the little girl up and carried her back to the living room couch.�� He sat Mindy down.��

Mindy looked at her sisters.� "Whew!"� she said, and blinked her eyes, as if to get them to focus.�� "Jeez!"� she muttered, shaking her head.� Then the exhausted little girl put a thumb in her mouth and toppled over onto a throw pillow to lie on her side.� She was asleep in seconds.

Her two older sisters looked at Mindy, then looked at Harry, then over at Mindy again, then back at Harry.�� He shrugged his shoulders.� "Mindy got kind of worn out," he explained.� "So, who's next?"� He was looking at Patty.

Patty went to Holly and clutched her arm.� "I want to be with Holly.� Daddy said..."

"Daddy said no such thing!" �Holly said.� "But if you are going to... Ah, stick that thing..."�� Here she pointed at the bulge in his pants, "I want to be with her."

"Good idea,"� Harry agreed, and he led the way into the bedroom.� He dug into a suitcase just inside the door, brought out a neat little digital video camera and handed it to Holly.� He showed her how to work it.� "Take a movie of us.� This little screen shows you what you are getting."� He left Holly with the camera and went into the bathroom.� A moment later he came out with a bath towel, which he spread on the bed.� He stripped down to his boxer shorts.� He sat on the edge of the bed and beckoned to Patty.

Holly and Patty had been watching Harry's activities, Patty with big round eyes and open mouth.� When Harry had stripped down she had been eager to see what his cock looked like.� She had decided she was going to suck him if he asked� especially if he sucked her.� That was really fun!

Holly had looked over the camera and then had begun to film the other pair in the room.���

Harry� took young Patty by the� arm and pulled her down onto his lap.� "Let's get this pretty little body all naked, shall we?� You take your shoes and socks off and I will do the rest."� As Patty slipped down to the floor and took her shoes off, Harry leaned over and kissed Holly and whispered, "You are going to be the last and the best!"

Holly only smiled and resumed her camera work.� She had found the zoom feature, and used it to take a close up under Patty's dress as she showed her panty clad crotch with her legs wide open,� Then she zoomed out to catch Harry and zoomed in on the bulge in his shorts.�

Patty put her socks neatly into her shoes and put them under the edge of the bed.� Then she stood up and walked back into Harry's arms with a shiver of excited anticipation.� It helped to have big sister Holly there.��

Harry began to unsnap Patty's dress in back and then with Patty's help, he slipped it off over her head .� Holly held out a hand for it, and he handed it to her.� She hung it on the back of a chair without breaking off her filming of the pair on the bed.� Patty was pretty in pink panties.�

Harry admired her sleek little chest with rounded nubbins of breasts with his eyes, his fingers and palms, then with lips and tongue.� When Patty began to squirm and giggle a little under his lips, Harry kissed her on the lips with a lot of tongue to quiet her down and remind her that this was serious business.� Patty was literally breathless after the kiss.� She never had a kiss like that before!� Harry kissed her deeply as he laid her back on the spread out towel.� Then he worked his lips down her chest, her belly and stripped her panties down before his tongue as it trailed down over her body.

Holly circled the bed as she followed the action.� She was getting a little wet down in her panty crotch as she watched the dark hands she knew so well drift down to find Patty's sensitive spots.�

When Harry had the panties down below Patty's pussy lips, he pulled the little pink garment down and off of her.� Now he held her hips still and her legs pushed wide apart as he explored all her intimate parts with fingers and lips and tongue.�� Patty's squeals and giggles at the first intimate contact of tongue to clit turned into low moans of awakening passion and desire as that talented tongue continued to explore.� Now that those feelings had been awakened by this man's expertise, Patty would never again squeal or giggle at touches to those parts.

A finger explored her vaginal entrance.� The finger tip found the small perforation in the hymen, and dipped its saliva slicked length into the little girl�s body.� It made it in to the second joint before the little body tensed under him.� Harry did not attempt to stretch that opening with his finger.� This girl was bigger, and he had another tool that was very well suited to opening little girls to the pleasures of sex.

As Harry had worked his way down Patty's body, he had finally ended up crouched between her legs.� With the lower part of his body concealed from Patty's view, he had quietly removed his boxer shorts.� Now his tool was hard, handy and ready for action.� He deposited a mouthful of saliva into Patty's crack.� It mixed with her natural juices which were beginning to flow down there.� All his maneuvers and oral assaults had been softening the little girl�s defenses while hardening his offensive weapon.� Now he lay over her body, clutching her shoulder in one big hand while the other guided his rampant tool.� He rubbed the tip through her crack to pick up the slippery mix that was waiting there.� Then he positioned the tip against the small opening and thrust himself in, splitting and opening the tender, fragile membrane.

Patty stiffened and shrieked out her pain.�� She tried to pull away and push Harry away, but she was too late.� The head of his cock had passed through and torn the hymen wide open.� His cock was now firmly lodged in her vagina.� Harry moved his now free hand to Patty's other shoulder, and held her firmly as he slowly pushed his stiff shaft into her tight sheath.�� Now that the damage had been done, and the worst pain was past, Patty had quit struggling.� She was lying there quietly as Harry pushed himself into her. Though there were tears in her eyes, she no longer seemed to feel any pain at the penetration.

Holly took a zoom shot between Harry's slightly spread legs as he rested for a moment.� She caught the trickle of blood that was bright red against Patty's pale perineum and bum crack.� 'Uh, oh!' she thought.� 'Better get that washed off before Patty sees it.'� Patty had a low tolerance for the sight of blood.� If it was her blood, she would scream and have a fit.� If it belonged to someone else, she would just faint.� Patty was something of a drama queen.

Now that Harry had had his little rest after his shaft had bottomed out in Patty's vagina, he started a slow withdrawal.� The smooth slickness of his shaft caused Patty no discomfort as it slid past her broken hymen.�� However, the ridge around the head caused all kinds of interesting twitches and tingles in the folds and ridges of the tight little sheath.� This got Patty's attention.� "Ummm!� Yes, do that!"� Patty told Harry with a little sniff on the end, to show Harry that he owed her for her suffering.

'Of course I'm going to "do that!'� Harry thought to himself as he pushed in.� Then he began a regular slow stroking.� 'That's the way I fuck little girls.'� Harry loved these complicated little creatures.� He hated to cause them pain during the deflowering operation.�� So afterward he made it as pleasurable for them as he possibly could.�� Next time they would remember only the pleasure and come to him willingly and eagerly.� Harry felt a couple of short little legs come up around his thighs, and a couple of sharp little heels digging into the backs of his thighs.�� They were trying to push his ass in on the in strokes, and relaxing on the out strokes.� He surmised correctly that Patty was getting with it, and trying to speed up his stroking.� He was happy to comply with her wishes.

"Yes!� Yes!� Yes!"� Patty hissed as she felt that big thing in her rub over that sweet spot she had just discovered she had up in there.� No more little games with Mr. Thompson for her.� He was going to have to do it just like this, or she would find someone who could.� She hugged Harry to her as he speeded it up yet again.�

"Oh, wow!�� Jeez!"� she tried out Mindy's� pet epithet.� This just kept getting better and better.�� Patty experimented with various leg positions and found that the best one was with legs at almost right angles to her body and flat on the bed was best for penetration.� It was best for getting her clit out there to be rubbed by his shaft and squeezed on each in stroke by his pubic bone and wiry pubic hair.� The thrills and tingles were coming so thick and fast now that she could not process them all, and a backlog was building up.� Of its own accord, Patty's pelvis began to thrust itself up into Harry's loins to make their rapid slap, slap, slap contacts more positive.� She shuddered violently under him.

Harry felt her shudder, and it started his release.� He struggled to force his shaft in that last half inch, and held himself there rigid for a long moment as the semen raced from his balls and spurted hot and strong against Patty's cervix.�

Patty went into her climax.� It was not her first orgasm;� Mr Thompson had given her one with his tongue, but this was a very impressive orgasm for such a little girl, being brought on almost entirely by penile stimulation of her clit and sweet little "G" spot.� Patty was not only breathless, she was speechless.� No small feat to make Patty speechless.

Harry pulled out after that first spurt.� It was for the video that he did so.� It seems to be the rule that you have to cum on some part of the girl's body when you are being filmed.� Harry let the next few shots go onto Patty's belly so Holly could film the proof that he had actually had an orgasm with the girl, see it with your own eyes.

As Harry held Patty in his arms for a few minutes while she came down from her orgasm, Holly laid the camera down and went to the bathroom for a damp washrag.� Gingerly she cleaned all traces of bleeding from Patty and from Harry's cock, while Patty was still out of it.� Sure enough, when Harry released Patty, the first thing she did was inspect that area for damage and bleeding.� Holly helped her dress and sent her back to the living room.� She had to wait for it, and she wanted Harry all to herself with no kibitzers.

Her man was lying on the bed on his back, still partly erect, watching her minister to Patty and straightening the covers as best she could with him still in the middle.� When she had things straightened up to her satisfaction, she hesitated a moment.� Harry held out his arms to her.�� Holly kicked off her sneakers and crawled over to him on the bed, and into his arms.� �This is a switch,� she thought, �I'm usually the naked one.�� One of her hands slid down through Harry's belly hair and captured his half hard cock.

"Mmmm,"� Harry murmured as he started to work on the fasteners to Holly's dress.� When Holly felt the dress loosen around her shoulders, she reluctantly released her grip on his cock.�� She got up on her knees and lifted the dress over her head and reached up to drape it over the headboard.� Now she was wearing only socks and panties.��� Harry eyed her chest with interest.� It seemed her little boobs were growing a little every day.� They were just swollen nipples now, with not much mound to them, but they looked like a couple of delicious little strawberries stuck on her chest.� He had to taste them...� He pulled her down on top of him and sucked on one, then the other.

As Harry kissed and sucked on her nipples, he began to run his fingers down over her panties.� As he caressed her panty covered mound and lips he encountered her wetness.�

"You're wet!"� he declared.

"Yeah.� It was taking the video of you and Patty," Holly replied.� "I got so hot!"

"Well, we better get these panties off then.� You�re gonna get a lot hotter, Sweetie.� I'm going to see to that."

"Sure!"� Holly was only too happy to help strip off her panties.� When that was done, she went back to leaning her chest over Harry's face, and letting him lick and suck each one and then the other.� Harry rubbed his free hand over Holly's back, and then down over her smooth little butt cheeks and down between her legs.��� After Harry seemed to be sated with her little strawberry like nipples, Holly changed her position.� Harry still had his hand between her legs, fingering her, but now� Holly had her head on his stomach, facing his semi erect penis.

Holly decided she was going to get better acquainted with this part of Harry.� She knew he needed a little recuperative time after his bout with Patty.��� She could wait.� She took hold of his penis and examined it closely.� She peeled the foreskin down and looked the little head over.� She was in a playful mood.� "I spy, with my one little eye..." she intoned.� "Or is it a mouth?"�

She leaned forward and touched the tip of her tongue to the rosy lipped little slit at the end.� She tasted the drop of precum that had oozed out during her manipulations of his shaft.� His penis had grown longer, wider and harder in the last couple minutes.� It jumped and bumped her in the nose.

Holly giggled.� "Oh, he wants to fight, does he?"� She made a little lunge forward and captured almost a third of Harry's cock in her mouth.� The head banged into the roof of her mouth near her throat.� She very gently bit down on the shaft and shook her head just a little as she growled in her throat.� She had an idea.� She got the cock head lined up with the opening to her throat and took in a big breath through her nose.� Then she slid his cock into her mouth until her lips were against his pubic hair, and the head was well into her throat.� Gently she shook her head and again made the growling noise in her throat.� To her surprise, Harry grabbed her head and pulled his cock free before she was anywhere near out of breath.

"Hey!" she said indignantly. "What did you do that for?� I was having fun!"

"Because you took me from half hard to about to cum in about two seconds, you little minx!� Where did you learn how to do that?"

"Hey, that ain't fair!� I already had two little cums from your finger!� I didn't� give you even one yet."

"That's because you girls get to have cums all over the place and us guys only get one and we are done for a while.� That ain't fair either!� Now I�ll ask you again.� Where did you learn to do that?"�

His fingers had been moving over and into her most intimate parts all the while they had been talking.� Holly could not answer right away because she was bucking and shuddering to yet another little cum.�� "Some of us girls watched some movies one slow day at the Green Door.� One of them was called �Deep Throat.�� I've wanted to try it ever since."� She answered when she could talk again.

"Well, if you wanted to get me ready, you almost did too good of a job of it.� Just feel what you have done to my cock!"

Holly felt.� Harry's penis was hard as a rock, and as upright and rigid as a steel beam.� "Wow!"� she said pleased with herself.

"Climb right up on it,� harry told her, �and let's see what that baby can do!"��

Holly crawled into his arms for a passionate "make up" kiss first.� Then she got a knee on either side of Harry's torso and slowly let her well lubricated little cunt slip down over Harry's stiff rod.� His hands on her slim waist helped support and guide her.� "Mmmmm," both murmured as it slipped into her.� The big tool slipped into her as she settled herself down over it.� Looking down at his body under her gave her a feeling of power and control she had never felt with men on top of her.

Holly braced herself by holding his forearms as he clutched her waist.� She found she could more easily accept his shaft if she leaned a little forward and slid slightly back.� She looked down between her legs.� It was almost all the way in!� She stopped for a moment to savor the feeling of fullness.� "Hey, this is kinda nice!"

"I like it too," Harry said.� "Now let's just take it easy and make it last."� He moved her a little to one side and they gained another half inch.� "Aah!"� Harry grunted.

Holly tried putting her hands on his shoulders and leaning forward more, and that did the trick!� She felt wiry pubic hair tickle her clit.� She looked down.� Yes, she had his entire cock up inside her and it felt great!� She moved her hips a little and found that caused more pressure on her clit, so she sat up straighter again.� Ah!� That caused a lot of pressure on her "sweet spot."� She leaned back more...

"Hey!"� Harry yelped, and grabbed her by the elbows.� "Be careful!� You tip over backwards, you might break that thing off!� Then what would I do?"

Holly got into such a fit of giggling at the visual of his broken cock dangling loose that she had to fall back forward onto his chest.� Finding his left pectoral muscle right by her mouth, she gave him a little love bite there.

"Ouch!"� Harry flinched and pulled Holly loose with a tug at her hips.� She left two little crescents of red marks.� Harry decided to get down to business.� He slid his hands around to cup each little butt cheek in each hand, and lifted her slightly so he could have room to work his cock in and out.� He started out with slow, deep strokes.�

Holly liked this feeling!� Unlike when Harry was on top, she had ample room to move her hips any way she wanted them so she got all the good feelings.� She put her hands on his chest and pushed back upright.� It took just a small adjustment to her hips and the tingles started.�� She felt that big head start to rub over her "G" spot on every one of Harry's thrusts.� Only one problem; the resulting rush of feelings that she so rarely had felt down there caused her to go all giddy and weak, and she couldn't hold that position.� She would slump back down with a grunt of disappointment after just a few seconds of bliss.

But she was in luck.� Harry was a very observant fellow, and the fourth time she rose into her airing position, he held her there with big hands on her waist.

"Oh!"� Holly said as the little orgasms began to come with every stroke.� "Oh, Harry!� Oh , oh, oh, OH HARRY!� She pushed his hands away because she thought one more was going to take her right out of this world.� And in a way it did.� Harry's last stroke over her "G" spot sent her right over the edge.

Harry felt the first little contractions of Holly's muscles that indicated she was beginning to have a really big orgasm.� He caught her in his arms and lowered her to his chest as she squirmed and twisted on his hard organ.� With a few quick pumps, he joined her with a gut wrenching orgasm of his own.� The two thrashed around on the bed together until the storm subsided and Harry cuddled the gasping trembling girl in his arms and cooed to her.

A small sound at the side of the bed caused Holly to open her eyes.� She had been in a light sleep, after Harry had carefully put her down on the bed while he went into the bathroom to clean up.� There stood her two little sisters, eyeing her naked body with some curiosity.� Holly raised herself on an elbow and looked around for Harry.� He came out of the bathroom just as the two little sisters climbed on the bed with Holly.� They both sat up to get a better view of the naked man, with his limp penis swinging from side to side as he walked over to the bed.

The girls moved apart to make room as he crawled between them.� He cuddled Holly again, but the little girls were not interested in cuddling.� A girl was on each side of his hips.� Their big eyes took in every dip and wiggle his flaccid cock made when he moved.�

"What happened to it?"� Patty asked, giving it a little poke with a stiff finger.

"That is the way it usually looks," Harry answered her.� "You can't expect a guy to walk around with a big old hard thing sticking out all the time now can you?"

"I thought you men get all hard when they see girls,"� Patty answered.

"You girls got all those clothes on..."

Patty and Mindy looked at each other, then they jumped up and started shedding clothes.� When they were naked, they crouched by his hips and stared at Harry's limp cock.� Nothing.

"I think he's got stage fright!"� Harry whispered to a giggling Holly.� "You can touch him if you want,"� he suggested to the little girls.

Patty wasted no time.� She had touched a man's cock before.� Old Bill Thompson's cock, remember?� Still, she grasped it rather gingerly and tried to stand it upright, like she thought a decent cock was supposed to stand.� Then she opened her fist and quickly pulled her hand away.� To her chagrin, the cock promptly fell over.� Before Mindy could move, she grabbed it again, using both hands.�� She sat it up straight and stretched it out as far as she could between her two hands.� No luck.� When she let go it simply collapsed, as limp as before.

"MY turn!"� Mindy yelled.� She grabbed Harry�s cock and quickly made her own try at making it stand.� When it fell over, she got to it before Patty, though Harry flinched at the fierceness of her grab.�� But she had to try the idea she had just before it toppled over the last time.� Her clit (tickle bump) had been the hardest and biggest it had ever been when Harry had sucked it into his mouth.� She bent over him and took the end in her mouth, quite accidently pulling his foreskin off the head as she moved her hand down the shaft to give her mouth room.

Mindy had no hang ups about oral sex.� It was the only sex she had known, just a while ago on the potty seat, remember?�� She avidly sucked that cock, and it started to respond.� Patty tried to reach in again but Mindy warned her with a low growl in her throat and a hard look to keep her distance.� She was making something happen!� She had been kind of pulling up on it with her lips, now it was pushing up against them.� She sucked the rapidly growing cock for a couple more minutes until it was hard and erect. Then her breath was getting hard to come by, and her jaw muscles were complaining from the wide stretch.� So she lifted her head and proudly presented the now fully erect organ to Patty.

Patty had been watching her little sister suck and it had looked like fun to her.� She wasted no time getting the now fully exposed head into her mouth and started running her tongue around over it.� She liked the texture, she liked the warm feeling of his shaft skin in her fingers,� She remembered how Mr. Thompson had let her rub his loose skin back and forth, and she did the same to this shaft as she sucked even more avidly than her sister.� She even remembered to bob her head up and down as Mr. Thompson did while sucking her tickle bump.

All of this was having a big effect on Harry.� He had been Frenching Holly and rubbing her little strawberry sized pips of nipples between moans of pleasure.� Now there was continuous moaning and he was lying still with closed eyes, trying to last as long as he possibly could.� Suddenly his body stiffened.� His hips pushed up, sinking more cock into Patty's mouth until the head was at the entrance to her throat.� The first spurt of cum went right into her throat, causing a coughing, sputtering little girl to pull away.

Another little girl was waiting to take her place.� Mindy�s jaws were rested and she got her head in there just in time to take the second spurt.� Part went into her open mouth, part over her face, and a little squirt went up her nose.� Mindy retreated to one edge of the bed, Patty to the other.� The rest of the load of cum spattered over Harry's lower chest and belly, and a few drops slid down his cock.� After the coughing and sneezing were done, Mindy and Patty looked on in awe at what they had done.� Harry's cock was deflating as fast as it had gotten erect.��

Holly looked at her two messy little sisters and shook her head.� She gave Harry one last deep kiss, and got up from the bed and beckoned for them to follow her into the bathroom.� After they were cleaned up she helped them into their clothes and got into her's as well.� Harry watched all this from the bed, and when they were dressed, he pointed to a big wad of twenty dollar bills on the dresser.�

The three girls then kissed him again and went out the door, Mindy last and looking over her shoulder at Harry's cock.� "Jeez!"� She murmured to herself.� It had been quite a day for this little girl.