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 Author: Milliford Jones
Title: It Started With A Prayer 2 - 01 - The Defloration of Jaleesa
Summary: A promise is kept, another is broken and new ones are made
Keywords: Warning!  MF, Mg, inter,ped

   DISCLAIMER

   Imagine stepping into an adult book store.  It smells like a mix of
cheap men's cologne and dark desires.  You go into a booth and see a
selection of animated movies.  Not the real thing, no real actors.  It is
anime, hentai.  It takes place in a universe where no one gets killed.  No
one gets hurt without having the hurt assuaged.  No one gets fucked up
physically or emotionally without eventually resolving it.  And love
counts. This is the fictional universe of Passions of the Perverted.

   Please note these tales are intended for adults only.  They are
obviously fantasy and have no correlation with the real world.  The
characters are likewise totally fictitious.  I neither endorse or take part
in any of the illicit acts described, except for that act of fantasy
itself, which allows for extreme imagined behavior and exploration, but
does not even begin to suggest such behavior is appropriate.

   This disclaimer is unfortunately necessary in a world where even thought
is often deemed illegal, despite the fact that exploring your desires via
fantasy is much healthier and worlds safer than much less extreme actual
risk taking behavior.

   It is with this vision and these parameters I present:
01: Prelude To Jaleesa's Defloration

   What has gone before:

   My girlfriend left me.  The latest in a series of what seemed foredoomed
relationships.  I reached out to an underground church called Harmonia in
hopes of finding direction and redemption.  I did.  I also discovered a
whole new world of deviant sex.  I immediately met and became enmeshed in a
whole new family.  The mother was Viola, a leggy blond who was a certified
schizophrenic and one of the hottest whore's I'd ever lusted after.  She
was also a freak for black meat, which I am not.

   She had three kids, all of whom had been fathered by different black men
and each of whom had their own set of perversions.

   There was seven year old Melissa, a milk-chocolate treat, who had the
uncanny gift of reading auras and was an anal freak with her own
sado-masochistic bent.  She looked like a little angel and has fucked me
harder and nastier than any full grown woman ever has.  She became my
preteen shit slut and I was in love with her.

   Then there was eleven year old Richard, who was bludgeoning into
adolescence with a hairless hard-on and a sullen rage.  He had even raped
Melissa in a fit of lust shortly before we met.  We had deterred his
violence by means of his mother's black cock craving cunt and the
introduction of Bertha, Viola's best friend and fellow pussy peddler, who
had an insatiable hunger for little boys.  Once Richard had his cock
drained a few times, he calmed down remarkably.

   Then there was Rachel.  She was five and a fat little cum slut.  A
spurting dick was all she needed to feel warm and fuzzy.  She had also
started joining in Melissa's and my games, with the sweet result of her no
longer feeling unloved or embarrassed by her body.

   Then there was Bertha and her brood.  Bertha was deep dark shiny black
woman, in her late twenties; short, heavy and another life-long hooker.  At
first she appeared to be terribly conservative, but once we ferreted out
her nasty little secret, that she liked little boys, we were able to work
out a living arrangement where she got all of Richard's dick she wanted and
she could take up homemaking as a new way of life.  That way she and Viola
could stop working the streets.

   I had also found Bertha and I had a chemistry together that had us
falling in love and fucking like demons in spite of any other predilections
either of us might have.  I wanted to marry this bitch and she felt the
same way.

   Her four daughters were Jaleesa (9), Akira (7), Latrina (5) and Shenice
(4).  They were all "spit babies" as well and had no idea who their Daddies
might be.  It didn't really matter because Bertha's genes were obviously
dominant.  All her girls were little mirrors of their mother.

   We soon found out that Jaleesa was a candidate for our fucked up family.
She'd been butt fucking since she was six and had turned Richard on to the
variation during their frequent overnight visits back and forth between the
families.  We also found that this little girl needed to have her taste
buds excited, her asshole played with, and most of all, she needed both
clitoral and vaginal stimulation to get off.  Strangely enough, she was
still a virgin.

   I was also able to orchestrate her very first orgasm with Richard up in
her asshole, my cock in her mouth and my other little lover, Melissa,
licking out her pussy.  It was the pussy licking that tipped our sex play
into sexual fulfillment, but every element had to be present if we were
going to get that hot little slut replete and satisfied.

   Bertha's other girls had apparently been sheltered, by Jaleesa no less,
and were all aghast at my presence and any hints of the real relationship
the rest of us shared.  We'd hoped to keep them in the dark, but when
Jaleesa's jealousy and frustration got the best of her early this morning,
those three innocents got to see more than their imaginations could handle.
We have yet to see how that will play out.

   As these revelations were gradually revealed, a deal had been made.  I
would be allowed to tap Jaleesa's tight little pussy trap if I would submit
to an assfucking from a double dildo by the seven year old mulatto who
effectively owned my ass, Melissa.  Well, actually it had originally been
Jaleesa's asshole I was going to fuck, but then she decided she needed to
get her cherry plucked, and she and Bertha agreed I was the cherry picker
of choice.

   Mind you, I would not have ever initiated such a deal.  I don't seek out
virgins, regardless of age.  I feel when a man takes on the defloration of
a woman, or in this case, a nine year old child, he takes on the
responsibility for the female's well being and the core of her very soul.
He represents how sex is be interpreted; as intimacy, play and pleasure or
pain, trickery and emotional fraud.  I tended to shy away from virgins
because of this.

   Here's the strangest part of this synopsis.  All this happened over two
days.  Things fell together and apart and together again as if it were part
of a greater plan, and we were all still reeling from it.  I knew I was,
and I was the one whose prayer set it in motion.  At least that's my
interpretation of events.

   That brings us up to the evening of the event.  It started when I was
still at the office.  The phone rang.

   "Where you at?" demanded a harsh child's voice.

   "Um--Jaleesa?" I asked.

   "Yes, it's Jaleesa.  Why ain't you here yet?"

   "Sorry, honey.  I'm still in the office.  I don't get off work till
six."

   "Well, hurry up!  You supposed to be home."

   "I'll be there as soon as I can," I said.  Then a thought struck me. 
"How did you get my work number, Jaleesa?"

   "Momma has it.  She went through your shit while you were sleepin' and
found your business card.  I used it."

   "Oh," I said as noncommittally as possible.  This was an aspect of
family life I hadn't figured on.  Privacy was a thing of the past, it
seemed.  I didn't mind so much on a practical level, but the idea was a bit
irksome.

   "I'll be home as soon as possible," I promised.

   "You better be.  My pussy's itching and I want you to scratch it.  All
the way deep up inside.  I want to cum with your cock in my belly.  Just
like it belongs instead of just rubbin' and lickin'.  I like being licked,
but now I want the real thing.  So hurry!"

   "I promise," I promised.  Again wondering if this was the life I was
supposed to be living or one I had opportunistically immersed myself in and
was now drowning in the lust I had built up over the years.  Answering my
own question, I whispered into the phone, "Jaleesa?" I said softly.

   "Yeah?" she answered, softening her voice as well.

   "I want it too.  I want to feel your sweet little pussy wrapped around
my hard cock while it spits out a great big load of sperm into your cumming
baby pussy.  I want to hold you tight while I fuck the living shit out of
you, while Richard drills his dick up your shitty asshole at the same time.
I want to see you sucking on Melissa's dripping cunt at the same fucking
time too.  Is that what you want, Jaleesa.  You want to get totally fucked
tonight and lose your virginity to me like that?"

   "Fuck yes!" squealed Jaleesa.  "I'm cummin' on my fingers just thinking
about it.  Get your hairy white butt home so we can fuck together just like
that."

   "I will," I said, finding myself a bit short of breath as my blood
pounded through my entire body, making me sweat in my air conditioned
office.  "Just hold on.  Save that hot baby pussy for me."

   "You don't want Richard to be the first for me anymore?" she egged me
on.

   "No," I admitted.  "Your little fat ass has got me hornier than I should
be.  I want to be the first man to ever make love to you.  You can fuck the
hell out of Richard after that, pussy and ass both, but I want to be the
first up inside your pink cunt."

   "You will be," she said, her voice suddenly going liquid and warm. 
"You'll be my first pussy fuck.  But hurry, I need it."

   "Be there as fast as I possibly can." I said again.

   "Good," she answered and paused, then added in a hesitant voice.  "I
love you, Jules."

   Without hesitation, knowing she needed it even more than she needed a
good fuck, I said, "I truly love you too, Jaleesa."

   "Hurry," she said again and hung up.

   I was practically panting and my cock was a steel rod demanding release,
but I could do little more than redirect my focus on the computer screen in
front of me.  Normally I didn't keep strict work hours.  I often came in
early and worked late.  The firm loved me for it, but that was going to
change starting tonight.  I was a family man now, even though the family I
was the man of included whores, ass-fucking preteens and shit-eaters, this
was my family of choice.

   I took a deep breath and did a quick mental assay to figure out what I
needed to do to close out the day, and started doing just that.  The funny
thing was I was doing my work more efficiently than ever in my
determination to get home.  I wrote more succinctly, arranged my schedule
more efficiently.  Fuck, I thought to myself as I started to shut down my
computer, getting little girl pussy on a regular basis would likely make me
much better at my job.  By 6:01 I was out my office door and on my way to
the elevator.  I got down to the parking garage, got in my car and was out
on the street before 6:10.  By 6:30 I was pulling into the overgrown
driveway and the grubby garage of my new home, smack dab in the worst part
of town.  I had to knock on the door because I didn't have keys.  What I
saw then floored me.

   Jaleesa answered the door, then I almost fell over.  The door opened to
a sparkling clean foyer.  Even with our cleansing of the day before, the
house had still been a tousled mess when I left this morning.  Now it
looked like Betty White had stepped in with an army and scrubbed down
everything from ceiling to walls.

   Adding to the shock, Jaleesa answered the door wearing only panties with
a large wet blotch staining the crotch.  As I closed the door behind me she
was scrabbling to unzip my fly.  She grasped my meat pole as if starving
for it.

   She said, "Cum in my mouth, motherfucker.  I need to taste your dick so
I can cum good." And with that she had my cock buried in the back of her
throat, while she abused her tiny black cunt with a fervor that indicated
she'd been working up to this all day.

   As she gagged, spat, swallowed and ground her hot silken mouth against
my pubic hair, creaming, if not cumming like the little black bitch I
loved, her mother, Bertha, stepped into the room.  When she saw her little
girl deep-throating my cock she shook her head in consternation and said,
"That little cunt has been like this ever since she got home from school.
She done eat out Melissa, pissed in Rachel's mouth, sucked down a load of
sperm from Richard and has been masturbating non-stop, and still hasn't
squeezed out a single nut."

   Bertha punctuated her statement with a chuckle, then she stepped over to
my side and pulled my face down to give me a welcome home kiss, if a
welcome home kiss was full of tongue and included frottage from your woman
to the side of your leg.

   Bertha broke the kiss with a broad smile.  "I think we're going to have
to move up our schedule for tonight.  Your fat little black bitch needs
your white daddy cock sooner rather than later." Then she added, "And so do
I.  Watching my own little girl suck your cock like this has me hornier
than a fucking dog."

   I kissed her again, at the same time pressing the back Jaleesa's nappy
haired head deeper onto my cock with my other hand.  I hunched into the
child's mouth, wanting to blast my own load of cum into her hungry little
belly.  I loved the feel of my two fat ebony females devouring me from both
ends.  Bertha sucking my tongue deep into her mouth drinking my saliva as
fast as I produced it and her nine year old chunk of dark chocolate
vacuuming my cock while she jacked off her tight little pussy.  When Bertha
pulled away I said bluntly, "I'm going to fuck your little girl till she
screams, baby.  She's going to cum all over my white dick."

   "When?" asked Bertha with a challenge.  "When you going to fuck my
baby's precious pussy with your slimy dick?"

   "Tonight," I said, feeling bold.

   "Tonight hell," countered my rotund lover.  "Why not right now?"

   "Now?" I asked, hunching deep into Jaleesa's throat, surprised at the
offer.  Jaleesa countered by biting into the base of my cock, then gaped
her mouth wide in a scream that was muffled by my embedded dick.  She held
onto my hips tight in a kind of death grip of lust for a long moment, I saw
her eyes flutter then close and she pulled off my cock.

   "I-I cummed," She panted.  "I cummed from having your cock in my mouth
and my fingers in my pussy.  Ahh-ah- I needed that.  I needed to eat your
dick so I could make my pussy cum.  And I needed to fuck my pussy while I
ate your dick to make it cum right."

   Bertha knelt down by her child.  As she did I saw that the door to the
girl's room was open and Jaleesa's sisters, Akira, Latrina and Shenice all
watching us in dumb founded wonder.  So much for protecting Bertha's
babies, I thought to myself.  I smiled and waved at them.  They each
hesitantly waved back, then closed the door again....then cracked it open
immediately afterwards.

   Bertha was talking to Jaleesa in sweet motherly tones, "You ready to get
your cherry busted, baby?  You ready for Jules to make your baby cunny
bleed?"

   "Long as he makes me cum at the same time, he can bust up my cherry all
he wants," said the determined little girl.  Then she grabbed her mother
and said with a tinge of fear, "What's happening, Momma.  I can't get
enough right now.  I eated pussy, sucked a dick and made Richard fuck my
butthole and I still need more.  Am I going crazy or somethin'?"

   "Something, all right," said Bertha, then looking up past my rigid cock
and into my eyes.  "You better make this right, Jules.  My baby is fucking
losing it 'cause you done turned her out.  She's a nympho for sure, and I
place the fucking blame right on your shoulders."

   "Right where it should be," I said as I knelt with her in front of
Jaleesa, as if we were bowing to royalty.

   "Jaleesa," I said.  "Its going to be all right.  All you need is a
complete release.  You keep having normal cums like just now, so we can
build up to a perfect orgasm." Then I kissed the her thick dark lips and
pulled her to me by her thick black panty clad butt.  "I'm gong to fuck you
just like you need.  I promise," I told her and watched her worried frown
turn to a beautiful smile.

   "Please do it," she said.  "I need it."

   "I will," I said, reaching for Bertha's shoulder at the same time.  "We
will." and hugged my black woman closer to me.  Then I kissed the fat black
child again.  "You just relax.  When we fuck, don't hold anything back. 
Let all your hunger and desire out, and I have a feeling we're going to
have the best fuck party ever.  You're going to have a beautiful cum like
you can't imagine."

   "You really think so?" Jaleesa said, holding me around the neck and
searching my eyes as if they held the answer to her universe.

   "I know so," I said raising up and picking her up with me.  Hefty though
she was, she was a little girl who needed cuddling on even a deeper level
than she needed to cum, and she needed to cum bad.  I'd seen this in women
before, the crying aching need to fully release the reservoir of their love
and lust.  This female just happened to be a nine year old.  And it was
obvious that Bertha was right.  I'd helped open the floodgates for this
little girl.  For whatever reason, she was a full blown nymphomaniac at the
age of nine.  I felt responsible for that and I was determined to make my
promises of fulfillment come to fruition.  She would learn there is a way
to find gratification in sexual love.  I vowed silently to both her and
myself.

   Bertha put her hand on my shoulder and used me for support as she rose
up with us.  She started unbuttoning her house dress and said to Jaleesa,
kissing her forehead.  "You ready baby?  You ready to get triple fucked?"

   "Please, yes, Momma." whined Bertha.  "I need it bad.  I need to get
fucked so fucking bad."

   Bertha didn't bother with the rest of her buttons.  she ripped the
fucking house dress open, buttons flying everywhere, and announced. 
"Richard!  Melissa!  Rachel!  Get your funky butts out here.  We're having
a party!"

   Akira, still with just her head sticking from the door to their room,
said, "Momma?"

   Bertha, suddenly caught in the act and surprised to realize her other
daughters were watching us, looked to her girls room and pulled her house
dress tightly closed.  "Oh shit," she said.  "You girls get back in your
room!"

   "But Momma, we want to go to a party too," whined the child.

   "You do not fucking want to either," answered Bertha, then looked at me
for support.  I started to approach the girl but quickly realized Akira was
staring at my hard cock, still slimed with their older sister's mouth and
throat juices was all they could see as I approached them.  She stared at
my manhood with a combination of fascination and trepidation.  I clumsily
stuffed the offending member back into my pants and even more clumsily
zipped myself back up.

   "Akira," I said.  "I'm so sorry.  It's all my fault.  You shouldn't have
seen us like that."

   "Why was Jaleesa trying to eat your thing-your dick?" went on Akira.

   "I'm so sorry," I said, kneeling again, this time in front of Akira but
maintaining a safe distance.  "It's a secret.  A very nasty secret that
good little girls shouldn't have to see or watch.  Like I said, it's all my
fault." Turning my head I said to Bertha and Jaleesa, just as Richard and
Rachel came out of their room, "Maybe we should postpone our nasty party
until later."

   "Nooooooo!" keened Jaleesa.  "Now!  I want it now!  I need it now."

   "You goddamn motherfucking son of a bitch!" said Bertha, raising her
voice louder with each word.  "Don't you dare do this.  Don't you dare take
all the blame on yourself.  It ain't all your fault, and it ain't gonna be
postponed."

   Bertha fairly stomped over to me and slapped me on the back of my head.

   "Ouch!" I yelped.  So much for fatherly responsibility, I though, but
didn't dare to say.

   "Fuck it," said Bertha, then opened up her house dress again and let it
fall on the floor, revealing her thick dark naked form for all to see.  She
then opened the door fully so all her children could see her.  "You see me,
girls," she announced.  "You see me naked?"

   "Yes Momma," said the girls in a frightened harmony that would have been
funny if they hadn't been so scared.

   She then reached down, pulled up the kinky fur hiding her cunt and
pulled her pussy open wide, exposing her erect clit and revealing the
beautifully wet gaping pink vessel they had all came from.  "See my pussy?"
When there was no answer, she demanded.  "See it?"

   "Yes Momma," the three girls chimed, both fascinated and terrified by
this aspect of their mother.  It hit me then.  Always before, they had had
Jaleesa standing between them and the world.  She had been their actual
protector, more than their mother who had had her "johns", often in their
own home.  Now, without Jaleesa standing guard, they were exposed to the
world they had never had to deal with as long as Jaleesa took the blunt
force of reality.  Now Jaleesa wanted to enjoy the dark pleasures that she
had so long suffered through.  That left her little sisters open and
vulnerable.

   Still, Bertha, whose focus was more on revelation than protection or
diplomacy, said, "This is what's been feeding you little bitches since each
of you were born.  It's paid for your school.  It's why you all got clothes
to wear and a place to live.  Hell, it's what got all you born to begin
with.  I fuck.  I been fuckin' for almost all my life.  Always before, I
fucked to make money.  Now, starting now, with this man," she grabbed me
hard by my shoulder as she spoke.  "This man and your Auntie Viola and me
are going to fuck for love and pleasure.  And you little bitches better get
used to it 'cause as of right now, I ain't pretending no more." She pulled
me to turn me to face her wide open dripping cunt.  "Kiss it, Jules," she
ordered.  "If my baby's got to see this shit, let them see you make love to
my big fat black pussy."

   I felt her place her hand on the back of my head, and pressure my face
into the open marsh of her heavenly fuck tunnel.  I didn't resist.  In fact
I was so horny I couldn't help but wallow in the musky turgid flesh of her
fully aroused cunt.  Even in front of these innocents, I dove in deep,
sucking at the flesh and juices she gifted me with, sucking her clit,
biting the outer lips and teasing the inner ones, then drilling my tongue
in a deep french kiss into the drooling mouth of her womanhood.

   She gasped and said, "You see him?  You see what he's doing?  This is
what I like my man to do to me," she stood before the girls in proud
splendor, feeding me, her supplicant, from her frothy cooze.  "He eats my
pussy just like this whenever I want.  He fucks me too, where ever and when
ever I say.  So does Richard.  And Viola fucks him too.  And so does
Melissa.  And Jaleesa wants some of his dick now too." She said all this
without embarrassment or any reticence as if this were another lesson she
needed to teach them.  "And he has promised on his very soul to care for us
and protect us from everyone and everything else except himself.  Fuck, he
don't even know how to do that last part.  Once he gets a whiff of my black
ass all he can do is kneel down and worship me, just like he's doing now."
With that she let out a groan, shuddered and drenched my mouth and face
with her flowing cum.

   She went on, panting and still excited, "I didn't want you girls to be
part of this, but I lost my fucking mind when he got home and saw Jaleesa
sucking at his cock and cumming all over the place."

   "Oh Jesus, that feels wonderful," she groaned and stroked my head in
approval as I continued my ministrations to her tender pussy flesh.  Then
she said to her heretofore shielded daughters.  "So that's it.  Now go to
your room.  We're all going to get fucking nasty.  Its better if you stay
in your room.  But it ain't just Jules doing this.  It's all of us."

   "But it's not fair!" Akira said, openly defying her mother.  "Jaleesa's
doing it, and Melissa and Rachel are only seven and five and they do it. 
If they can have a party, why can't we?"

   "Cause I don't want you to get fucked up like we all are?" Bertha moaned
and danced her pussy into my mouth again.  "Oh fuck, Jules," she moaned. 
"How can I discipline my babies when you're eating out my cunt so fucking
good?" Then she suddenly groaned and flooded my mouth with her syrup again.
Then she roughly pushed me away and turned around, away from both her girls
and me.  "You do it," she said.  "You explain to them.  But make it quick.
You got two black bitches who need a good fuck and we can't wait much
longer.  I want to see that little bitch ride your mother fucking cock with
her virgin blood covering your prick while she does it."

   I reeled back.  My face was plastered with Bertha's sticky effusion of
cunt cream and my brain was awhirl with desire, but a stray thought
suddenly prompted me and I spoke before I could filter it.  "I think the
girls should join us," I said.

   I never knew a fat woman could swivel, turn and slap so quick.  I knew
from experience the stars in my eyes were and the gunshot I heard were the
result of a short sharp slap from the woman I adored.

   "Godddamn, woman!" I blurted out.  "Stop fucking dong that.""

   "Well stop saying shit that makes me want to kill your ass." she
answered.

   "Not fucking likely," I muttered under my breath.

   "Exactly." Bertha responded.  "You may be right about shit like this,
but you got to learn to sneak up on me with it.  Just saying it out like
that puts my "kill whitey" reflexes on automatic." Than she sighed, leaned
down and kissed my abused skull.  She stroked my head for a second before
she turned and wobbled her generous black ass away and into the big bedroom
where Viola, she and I slept when I wasn't busy molesting or being molested
by Rachel and Melissa, or they weren't double teaming Viola's eleven year
old boy, Richard.  She stopped at the door and said, "Come on, Jaleesa and
Melissa.  We got to get you prepared." Then to me, "You come on in when you
got this shit all sorted out." then she sighed heavily and added, reading
my mind it seemed.  "I know what you're thinking.  Which is worse, having
them know or making them feel like they're being left out." She said with
chagrin.  "Whatever you decide is what we'll do.  It's your call, Jules. 
You're the Daddy-Man in the house now, just like your little fuck-toy
Melissa says.  It's your responsibility and your decision." Then she
grinned "I never thought I'd see the fucking day when I'd defer to a man
about anything, much less my kids." She shook her head in disbelief. 
"We're so fucking messed up."

   I nodded in agreement.  Meanwhile my seven year old shit angel and soul
mate, Melissa, slipped by me, paused to kiss me on the cheek and say
softly, "I'm gonna fuck you up the ass, Jules.  As hard as you gonna fuck
Jaleesa, I'm gonna fuck your asshole."

   "You don't have to be so joyous about it," I said to her.  She just
giggled and skipped over to the bedroom.  Rachel playfully slapped my head
as she went by.

   "Don't do that!" I said.  "Only your momma gets to do that."

   "Okay, but I gets to eat your shit when we fuck," she said.  "And you
clean out all the dookie from my booty hole too."

   "No argument," I said, then looked back at the three little girls
huddled together.

   "Akira," I said.  "Are you okay?"

   Akira shook her head yes, but said nothing.

   "You scared?" I asked.  Again she nodded.

   "Of me?" I said.  She shook her head no.  That surprised me.

   "Who?" I asked.

   "Momma," she said, and the other girls nodded heartily in agreement.

   "Well, good." I said, "Then maybe we can all be friends, because I'm
scared of her too.  I love her to death, but she's the scariest woman I've
ever loved." They all stood and waited for me to go on.

   I was troubled on two different levels now.  On one, I had no desire to
bring these three young innocents into our nasty games.  I had no desire to
corrupt them or defile them in any way.  The three of them emanated
innocence.  I saw no reason to change that.  At the same time, innocence
can oft-time create levels of destruction and disruption greater than a
corrupt politician.  That's because innocence can also carry an unwavering
judgemental conceit.  These bright eyed babies might take it on themselves
to let the world know what was happening behind our closed doors.  If that
happened, it wasn't just the filthy fun that would suffer.  Any stability
and hope for a better life for this entire family could evaporate in a
whiff of conservative self-righteousness.  It was a dilemma I couldn't
really see a solution to.  For the moment I decided to just put off any
decision.

   "Here's the deal," I said.  "It's okay if you go to your room and play
and watch tv or do your homework."

   "I wanna see," interjected Latrina.  "I wanna see what happens."

   Akira joined in, "I wanna go to the party."

   "What say you have your own little party," I suggested.  "We can get
some chips and soda from the kitchen and you can party it up till, let's
say 8:30."

   The three girls looked at each other.  Slowly a look of delight spread
across their collective faces and I thought I had it made, but then Akira
butted in and spoiled my plan.  "Why can't we go to your party and have
snacks."

   "Yeah," agreed Latrina, hitching her little black butt to the idea. 
"That's right.  We can party there too."

   "Wait," I said before they got on a roll.  "You know how grown ups can
drink beer, but little kids can't?"

   "Yeah," said the girls.

   "Well, it's like that.  Little kids shouldn't go to these kinds of
parties."

   I knew the response before the answer came, but that didn't stop Akira
from saying it.  "Then why are Rachel and Melissa and Jaleesa and Richard
at the party.  We want to have a party too."

   "And no baby party," added Latrina.  "We want to go to the same party."

   Suddenly Viola, totally naked in her long legged blonde glory stepped
from the bedroom.  "Jules, come on.  Get your butt in here."

   "Sorry," I said.  "I'm in the middle of complex negotiations with these
three midgets."

   The girls laughed but Viola said.  "Fuck 'em.""

   "Viola!" I said.

   "I mean it," she insisted.  "You've fucked every other little girl here,
except Rachal and she's now your happy little shit whore.  These little
cunts will be a lot happier once they get a tongue up their pussies and
learn how good if feels to cum."

   "I don't think so," I argued.

   "I do," insisted Viola.  Then she turned to the three girls.  "You want
to feel better than you ever have in your lives?"

   "Yeah!" cheered the three toddlers.

   "This is not the way this is supposed to go," I said.

   "According to who?" challenged Viola, wandering over to us and caressing
each of the girls as she spoke.  "Seems the only time you really do right
is when you do wrong, Jules.  What are you supposed to do with these little
girls.  Send them away?  Turn them into the the three monkeys who don't
hear, see or say anything.  You want to really fuck them up, try that.  No,
if these little chocolate drops are going to survive, stay with their
family and be happy, you had better figure out a way to get their pussys
wet and teach them to suck a dick." Then, kissing each of the little
tubbettes in turn, she added, "That's what I think, but what do I know. 
I'm a crazy bitch who hears voices and sees shit that isn't there."

   "That's the problem," I said.  "When you start making sense to me I know
we're both fucking crazy."

   Viola laughed and shook her bubble ass in my face.  "C'mon, Jules. 
Bring your three little vestal virgins with you.  Maybe they'll see
something they like."

   "Can they have some snacks and drinks in the bedroom?" I suggested. 
"Make it seem more like a party for them too?"

   "Sure, why not?" she said turning so her blonde bush was in my face.  It
was dripping with juices, whether her own or Richard's I couldn't be sure.

   "Wanna taste?" she asked when she saw me staring.

   I answered by leaning in and laving her pussy crease from top to bottom,
inserting my tongue tenderly up into her stew of juices.  I was happy to
note the only thing I tasted was her pussy juice.  She shivered and ground
against me briefly.

   "C'mon," she insisted.  "You don't want Jaleesa to break down and let
Richard get that first taste.  He'll be too quick and rough.  I have to
make him squirt a couple of times before I can get him calmed down enough
to fuck me like he should.  Lucky for me, the little fucker has enough
sperm to get it up four or five time a night.  I like that, but it isn't
good for a little girl's first time.  It should feel like a sweet dream
that you never want to end."

   I looked at the cubby of chubbies in front of us, who were still
marveling at the goings on.  "Well, how about it, kids.  Wanna join us?"

   "Yeah," said Akira defiantly.  "Yeah," chimed Latrina and Shenise, happy
to have a new leader of the troupe.

   "Then come with me," I said, rushed to the kitchen, grabbed a tray and
loaded it up with goodies, then walked into the bedroom at my most
butleresque, with the 3, 4 and six year old following me like a gaggle of
baby geese.
   ~~to be continued~~