Author: Sterling Title: Gas for Girls Summary: As an installation of genetic performance art, a scientist creates a world where from birth girls need regular doses of semen in their vaginas to stay healthy. Men were given extra stamina and semen production to meet the need. These are the stories of a few people from this world of incessant man-girl sex. Codes: Mg Mf MF SciFi oral lolita pedo NOTICE: This story contains explicit sex. First posted 12/18/2011. This story was sitting on my virtual shelf since August of 2009, one of the products of my first six months of writing, before I'd posted anything. Today I realized I was never going to give it a major overhaul, but I still like it, so I've just dusted it off a little and offer it "as is." I'm always eager for comments, whether good, bad or mixed. Comments to sterling27@live.com. I have written many other stories and they can all be found at /files/Authors/Sterling/ For an index see /files/Authors/Sterling/A%20%20SUBJECT%20INDE X.txt You are welcome to copy this story if you include the entire text unchanged, including this notice. If you tell me where you have re-posted it, I can enjoy knowing it is appreciated and perhaps enjoy the feedback the story gets where you re-post it. Sterling And now, our feature presentation. Enjoy! ============================================================ Gas For Girls Brenda's Family Brenda gave birth to a baby girl. After they checked her vitals, cleaned her up, and cut the cord, there was one more job to do. It was important, and Brenda's husband Carl was out of town on truly vital business. The midwives snagged an orderly going down the hall, and asked if he would do the honors for this baby. His name was John, he said sure, so he came in. He pulled his limp penis out of his trousers. "Anyone going to get me going here?" he said. No one expected the exhausted Brenda would even think about it. The junior midwife Claire said "Sure." She knelt down and took his penis in her mouth and started licking it. John ran his hands through her hair. After thirty seconds or so he said, "OK, thanks honey." The baby girl was placed on Brenda's stomach, diaper off. John leaned over and took his now-hard penis in his hand. He gave himself maybe twenty strokes, and then came with an "Mmmm." The first bit of semen spurted right onto the infant's labia, and the bigger blob plopped onto Brenda. "Good aim!" said the senior midwife. John panted, "Thanks. Any time." The junior midwife was ready instantly with an oversized eye dropper to suck up the semen, then insert the dropper into the girl's vagina and squirt it in. It was a good amount to start her off in life. John composed himself and returned to his paying job. Brenda named her baby Bristol. The next day mother and baby came home from the hospital to her other children, her five-year-old son Keith and two-year-old daughter Jennie, under the care of her nanny Trinka. Felix was the man next door, in his 40s and married with two sons, and he often came over in the evening when Carl was away. He thought he had enough semen to handle the expanded family. In the bedroom with mother and baby on the bed and Jennie snuggled beside her mom, Felix stripped naked. So did Trinka. Brenda did her best to soothe a squirming and fussy Bristol, and also took off her diaper. Then Jennie stripped too, and her mother said, "You'll have to wait your turn, sweetie." Trinka kissed Felix and ran her hands over him. Felix sucked on Trinka's nipple a little, and massaged between Trinka's legs. By then his penis was hard. Felix knelt on the bed on one side of Brenda's legs, with Trinka on the other. Trinka took Felix in her mouth and started licking. "Not in her mouth, OK?" said Brenda. "We want it pure." Felix nodded. He didn't get oral sex that much, but he probably would for a while now. Trinka was good, and he felt his pleasure building. He held her head in his hands, and at the last moment he pulled her head off and he grasped his penis as it sprang free. One blob of semen landed on Brenda's belly, and the other started sliding down her hip. Trinka saw the danger that the precious stuff might end up absorbed in fabric and was on it instantly with the eyedropper-like 'weenis', which she then deftly slid into Bristol's vagina and squirted. Meanwhile Felix grabbed his penis tight at the base and slid his hand up to the tip, forcing the last little bit of sperm out. Trinka sucked it all up with the weenis and deposited it in Bristol's baby female innards in two squirts. She stopped fussing. Now everyone relaxed. Felix's penis softened, and they all chatted about the delivery. Brenda put Bristol's diaper back on. After a couple minutes Trinka idly took Felix's penis in her hand and stroked it gradually back to life. Brenda said "You're next, Jennie. Go pee first, OK?" The two-year-old delayed, spreading her legs and fondling herself as she watched Felix's penis grow. "I mean it!" said Brenda, so Jennie trotted off to pee in her potty. Then she raced back and lay on the bed beside her mother, on her back, legs spread wide, smiling. There were still a few drops of pee, but there was going to be a lot more fluid in the area shortly. As Trinka got Felix's penis hard, Felix stroked Jennie between the legs, and could see the lubrication starting to ooze out. He leaned over Jennie and slid his adult cock into her young but far-from-virginal pussy easily. He was thinking of Trinka, mostly, but Jennie's vagina was hot, wet and firm, and in about thirty seconds he came, leaving a few pulses of semen inside her, then pulled out. Jennie gave a little shudder and smile when Felix came, and then she grabbed her legs under her knees and pulled up, so the semen wouldn't run out right away. But after the requisite two minutes Brenda had Trinka put Jennie to bed, then chatted further with Felix. The five-year-old Keith wandered through, but wandered back out again to his play. Now Trinka and Felix retired to her room with the door shut. This was what he was really looking forward to most. He massaged between Trinka's legs, a little longer than required, so the lubrication was definitely oozing out and onto the sheets. Felix rose above her and appreciated the lithe 23-year-old, then buried his penis between her legs. She appreciated his masculinity and smiled at him. She really wanted this. He pumped her with good strong strokes, faster at times, slower at others when he wanted to keep from coming too soon, but then faster and deeper and lunged up inside her as he gave her a couple good strong spurts. She moaned and let out an "Aaah!" when the first pulse of his semen reacted with her vaginal walls. He let himself down onto her chest, and she hugged his back. But after a couple minutes of afterglow she had to be up and getting Keith to bed, so Felix dressed, wished Brenda goodnight, and returned to his house. Carl returned home the next day, and he returned to his role as primary provider of semen for daughter -- two daughters now -- and nanny. His wife needed it too, as part of the marital bond. --------------------------------------------------------- Excerpted from "Genetic Performance Art", published 2315. In the early 2200s there was little personal liberty and communication was restricted. This allowed the social planning elite to perform genetic experiments at the level of societies, changing the genes slightly and seeing what happened not with the individuals but with the society populated with such individuals. By that time humanity was expanding to several different planets, and including the different continents and islands on each planet there were a variety of new lands to be seeded to create new societies. The scientists could experiment with a single isolated human society rather than the whole of humanity. Ethical standards in that era were far lower than today and far lower than they had been around the turn of the millennium. A minority in that era argued for experiments that could benefit humanity at the expense of freedom and independence for experimental subjects. But only in the 2200s was it acceptable to perform such experiments not for a concrete benefit to humanity, but in the name of art. Albrecht Smith was the unquestioned master in sexual performance art. His manipulations changed human sexuality in major or minor ways, and he had a knack for knowing what manipulations would lead to interesting developments. A substantial segment of today's society feels that due to the horrible ethical violations his work entailed, accounts of the results of Albrecht's experiments should be suppressed, if not totally destroyed. We stand with the majority who hold that we should learn and draw inspiration from all parts of our history, however repugnant we may find the morality that allowed such developments. In this installation, Smith created females who needed semen in their vaginas regularly to stay happy and energized. If they missed a few days, they got moody and unhappy, and by a week they were seriously depressed and lethargic and would remain that way until they got some semen again. He enhanced men's performance so they could produce plenty of semen. One other change was that he eliminated women's orgasms. They found the sensations of sex mildly pleasant but there was no climax they were driven towards, and no letdown if the sex was quick. But they felt a rush when the semen touched their vaginas. Semen delivered deep inside straight from a penis was best, but delivery by an oversized eyedropper (universally known as a "weenis") within seconds was better than nothing. Semen more than sixty seconds old did them no good at all. Every girl growing up got a small dose of a drug concoction via weenis daily. For the infants, it stretched their vaginas to comfortably accommodate an adult penis by about one year of age. Not all felt comfortable getting stuffed with a penis right away, but by the age of two every girl had gotten over the hump and loved getting the male fluid shot directly into her vagina. Getting the drug intra-vaginally continued throughout childhood as a part of their daily routine, like brushing teeth. Big girls did it themselves. In big girls the main effect was to keep her constantly lubricated, something men could count on. For girls up to their mid-20s, peak vitality and alertness and performance in all things were achieved when she got semen three times a day from three different men, but that was a luxury. One full ejaculation a day was usually good enough for a happy life. But girls varied, and younger girls were prone to unpredictably getting lethargic, a condition remedied by semen. Because of the pleasure and the association with vitality, girls rarely refused a chance for sex. Gradually in their 20s young women no longer reacted to semen by vitality and alertness, but they still experienced the pleasure. Smith didn't change boys at all, and they were mostly bored by all the sex going on around them, sometimes feeling a little left out. --------------------------------------------------------- Bill's story Country Hill was a high-end preschool, and one thing they offered prospective little girls was semen from two different men delivered daily by sexual intercourse, deep in their vaginas where it helped most. It might not make much difference in their long-term development to get these two additional doses in addition to what they got at home, but parents who wanted every possible advantage for their daughters considered it a plus -- and the girls were all in favor. Bill applied for the job and was hired on probation. The main qualification was actually being able to have intercourse with ten little girls and ejaculate inside each of them. Most men could service a little girl, though they were often helped along by fantasizing about mature women. But Bill was totally turned on by little girls. On his first day he arrived just as the doors opened and stripped naked, to make clear his role, and hung out in one of the corners with soft mats and pillows. For him, watching the girls was enough to give him an erection, and he helped it along with his hand. Little Rachel was confident and social, and when she saw a new naked man she hopped over, launched herself onto the mattress, and in quick succession turned over, lifted her dress, pulled her panties down to her ankles, and spread her legs wide. He introduced himself as he slid into her, gently pushed in and out of her for maybe a minute and then came, exquisite pleasure his reward for gracing this little girl's innards with his seed. For pay, too! Rachel smiled and wriggled when he came. Bill pulled out, and she put herself back together and raced off to play. Sheila was more shy with him, so he had her sit on his lap and read her a story. But after less than a minute she felt comfortable with the deep voice, warmth, and smell of mature maleness. So with a quick smile over her shoulder, she pulled her jeans and panties down and sat back on his lap. He read more as he massaged between her legs. He loved the feel of what little girls had between their legs, and he knew it would make her extra wet and slick. He handed her the book, then circled her front with one arm and lifted her up. On the way down she spread her legs wider instinctively, and he guided his penis between her legs to just the right spot, where the wet labia parted and guided him inside her. But now he could only move in and out by lifting her whole body up and down. That was OK, he did it and felt the pure pleasure. Then Sheila let the book drop, arched her back, grabbed Bill around the neck backwards and drew his face forward and started kissing his cheek. That was enough encouragement for a quick orgasm for Bill and some extra pleasure. A shy but very affectionate young girl was hugging his penis in an especially wet embrace, and he gave her his spurts. She gave a little scream of pleasure, causing giggling in the room. Through the fog of his orgasm Bill looked at the teachers and shrugged. They smiled; he was going to pass his probation with flying colors. Sheila turned sideways and relaxed in his arms, still impaled firmly on Bill's penis. But eventually it shrank and Bill coaxed her up, after some kisses. Carla was his challenge. She had special needs, and her genetic abnormality made her face look funny. But she was just like any girl between her legs, and when he took some long glances at Rachel across the room it worked out fine. He fucked her in missionary, quickly and decisively. The extra seminal injections were just an offer the school made to the girls, not a requirement. Girls loved it for the most part, but now and then they weren't so crazy about it. Some were too busy with other things and some found it kind of boring. The strength of the pleasure the semen produced varied from girl to girl. Girls' natural attraction could be overcome by a man who was unpleasant or disrespectful. No one could say anything bad about Bill, but there were a couple girls who didn't really quite take to him and were wishy-washy about sex in general. They were OK with standing by a table, panties down, and bending over to draw or play, with their pelvises tilted to present their little pussies at the right angle. Bill would just gently approach them from the rear, then poke in gently just twice or three times before ejaculating inside them. The fact that Bill could come quickly with gentle motion was another big plus in his job performance. Their little cunts were hot and wet just like all the other girls, and he felt plenty of pleasure as he left them a lot wetter. Rachel and another little girl Anne posed the opposite problem for the teachers. They were really into sex and needed some coaxing to do the other things in a preschool classroom. He was not supposed to have sex with any girl more than once, but Rachel and Anne would present their little hineys in suggestive poses and even fondle him if he let them. He sometimes he "forgot" with one of his two little sex maniacs and did her a second time. There were two other men who also had his job and worked mostly in other classrooms. They would often take a turn with the teachers, who were all too willing to get some extra semen. Bill didn't, because he was focused on his little girls, and the teachers understood. He was the best and most reliable of the Country Hill sperm men, and sometimes did a little girl from other classrooms if she just didn't get along with the owner of the cock that was assigned to her. Girls up to one year of age had to make do with eye-dropper semen. Some man, most often her dad, would jerk off, suck up the semen quickly with the weenis, and slide it up inside the little girl and squirt it out. And that was important. Vital to health in fact. But girls watched other girls, and noticed that when they found it really FUN was when the man pushed his penis into them and delivered the semen directly. Not that many men were attracted to little girls, though. They could jerk off thinking of big breasts and butts, but not little skinny girls. Most men found that having even a small girl take their penis in her mouth was very stimulating. She might be doing her instinctive nursing pattern on what she perceived as an unusually large nipple. When he was good and hard, it was a fairly simple matter to switch to the right orifice at the other end of the sweet little thing and deliver the medicine just where she needed it. --------------------------------------------------------- Caleb's Story Caleb was fifteen, and he had finally become a real certified semen producer. For years he had watched girls of all ages spreading their legs and having their vaginas visited by men's penises, and he ignored it was gross. Then he started finding it more and more interesting. But until he started smelling like a grown man, the girls weren't interested in him. As he started to mature, girls his age would take a chance on him. They would let him have his little dry orgasm even if it did nothing for them. Some said that if they were doing this for him now, they hoped he would remember when he was making real semen and be their regular partners. For a few months little dribs had started coming out when he masturbated. But now he had proven himself. Mrs. Ashworth from down the street had invited him to have sex with her, and she had smiled when she felt the little rush from his ejaculation. She was especially interested because she was divorced with five daughters. She needed a lot of male help! After he had proven his basic capability with her, she next wanted him to try one of her young daughters to see how attracted he was to her sexually. He did very well indeed with little Sally, age three. As Mrs. Ashworth watched, it looked to her like Caleb was focusing on Sally herself, not closing his eyes to think of some older girl. He came inside her in thirty seconds, apparent by Sally's moan and vacant expression. Sally was one of the ones who had a much stronger than usual pleasure reaction to semen. He had strong natural pedophilic inclinations, and would be very valuable. Mrs. Ashworth hoped to keep him a secret as long as possible. He came over the next day, and the woman unleashed her whole pack of daughters on him. Seven-year-old Kate had quickly stripped and squatted in front of him with her legs wide apart, and taken his penis into her mouth, but he waved her aside. Ten-year-old Theresa moved her hips sinuously and showed him patches of thigh up under her dress while looking at him with smoky passion. Four-year-old Molly looked at him shyly and raised her dress alluringly. Two-year-old Becca stood there looking at everyone else with her training pants on. He wanted Becca first. Mrs. Ashworth noted the attraction to the youngest and thought how very valuable he would be. Caleb he picked her up and carried her to the bed and pulled her training pants down. She looked small between her legs, but when he looked over questioningly at Mrs. Ashworth, she nodded to indicate her vaginal opening was big enough. He found her little body very erotic, and dove in -- not too deep, but deep enough. The gentle caress of her cunt matched the budding femininity he found so alluring, and within a few seconds he spurted inside her. She gave a squeal. He rolled on his back and rested, then encouraged Theresa to come lick his penis, which she eagerly did. The girls had much more sexual experience than he did, and suggested different positions, and he was happy to learn. He did Theresa side by side on the bed from the rear. Molly he did in straightforward doggy fashion, as she first played doggy, on all fours barking, sniffing his penis, then presenting herself like a doggy. He saved Kate for last, and followed his own inclinations. He lay on her gently and went on and on, for minutes, enjoying her pretty body. He knew she wasn't especially feeling any pleasure, but she seemed happy he was having his, and he finally came inside her. A girl liked her semen so much she'd put up with a lot, and a man's body covering hers felt warm and nice in its own way. So they settled into a routine. He came over to Mrs. Ashworth's after school, and again just before bedtime to do all of the girls twice each day. Before long, he found out he was in great demand, and started earning some extra money having enthusiastic sex with a steady stream of one- and two-year-olds, including many wee tikes who had never done it before. He got good at dealing with some of the unpredictable reactions these girls had to having a large organ slide into them for the first time. They had been getting doses via weenis since birth, but after a time or two of that exquisite pleasure from a natural penis-in-vagina ejaculation they were hooked. --------------------------------------------------------- A Web article on a site for mothers: "Helping Your Daughter Get It More" Once puberty becomes noticeable -- the first breast growth, the first pubic hair, a girl can usually get plenty, as we all know. But what about before that? It's worth thinking about it from the man's point of view. Like us, men are busy; they have other things to do. They typically have a maximum of eight doses of semen to give in a day. Their bodies are usually tuned to the females among us who look like they might get pregnant. And as we well know, any grown woman is likely to expose her vulva at the slightest sign of interest by a man. He will by nature put a lot of his semen inside the ones who look fertile. Your husbands might not tell you this, but their pleasure is a little different from ours. We've all had the experience of wanting a guy to shoot his stuff out so we can get our rush -- and get back to what we were doing. But a man feels deeply pleasurable sensations just from moving his penis back and forth, and sometimes he keeps going and going, doing what feels good. But his body wants him to come, so it can maybe impregnate the female he is with. His peak of pleasure is timed to coincide with the sperm shooting out, and then he's had enough and is happy to withdraw. It's no surprise evolution made him that way. Some men want girls, because that's who they find most attractive. They are the blessed pedophiles. And a fair number of men who might prefer mature girls and women can also very happily bring out pedophilic tendencies, and have sex with little girls, appreciating them as they are. But all those men are heavily in demand, so the trick is to get some of their extra attention for your daughter. Fortunately there are some men who are willing to teach and give extensive feedback, both among the pedophiles and the others. One way to get your daughter more sperm from the non-pedophiles is to make her look more mature. Those lacy stuffed bras that we see widely advertised really do work. Attachable pubic hair can also work, though studies indicate that the less intrusive (and itchy) pubic hair coloring works as well. It also really helps if your daughter can act more sexually mature too, and this is harder. Mostly you have to model this for them. One way is holding eye contact across a room with a meaningful smoky expression. Showing a little more thigh helps, as does an occasional glimpse of panties. The typical little girl approach of instant strip-and-spread-em with an innocent smile doesn't work so well for those men. Your little girl has to be willing to give oral sex and do it well. There are men who will help teach. In oral sex a girl must learn to recognize the signs when a man is close to coming, and redirecting his phallus to her vagina before it delivers its precious load. A girl shouldn't worry if a man comes in her mouth sometimes -- it means she is doing a very good job, and she just needs to ease off a little. But when it happens, she can get some benefit. She wants her weenis on hand so as soon as she feels the twitches and spurts die down, she gently nudges him out of her mouth, quickly fills the weenis from her mouth, and sticks it up inside her and plunges it. But you also need to tell little girls that it's OK to waste some semen too. Whether your little girl is being her own age or trying to act older, there are many rules in common. One is for her to act like she really wants it, even if she is in a bad mood. Another is to thank her man profusely when he shows interest, making it clear she is subservient to him and willing to do whatever he wants -- within reason. Another is to pretend to greater pleasure than she feels as his penis slides in. Some men love it when a girl talks dirty to them. She can start with something like "What a great dick, I'd love it if you wanted to put that inside me." The girls should learn to read his reaction. Some men may not like it so much, and others will. Then follow through with things like "Ooo, please fuck me hard, shoot it up my cunt!" Once he shows definite interest, she can gently stroke his testicles, or his butt, or basically anywhere on his body. It's best to let him take the lead on kissing. If she is not wearing a bra, she should be prepared for him to suck on her nipples, or to work his mouth on her vulva, maybe stick his tongue up her vagina. These may seem weird to us, but they are a sign of a man being interested in our bodies. A girl can enjoy them more if she looks at them that way, or she can just fake it. A girl should have no trouble recognizing when he does come because of the rush of pleasure she will feel. But she should be sure she lets him know that with sounds of animal pleasure. When he is done, follow his lead. If he wants to stay and hug, she should let him. If he puts his whole weight on her, she should try to be patient with it and breathe shallow breaths, at least for a while and especially while he is inside thrusting away before ejaculation. And then be sure to thank him -- and let him know how to find her again. If he had a really good time he may seek her out again. She can also gently ask him if there were things she could have done better, and to listen. She should learn to use the internet, and you can help her. A girl should prepare videos showing her to best advantage, but they must be in line with what she is going to actually do. If she can force a vibrant friendliness once for the tape but won't be able when the man arrives, that isn't so good. Getting a few "not as advertised" ratings on a girl's record is not a good thing! Through fathers and brothers, neighbors, friends of parents, and a few good men found on the internet, a girl may get as much as she wants. There are some pretty girls who would have sex almost constantly based on their alluring internet profile. For them, you may need to limit them so they take time to eat and do homework. Be sure to set the web status appropriately. If a girl is having trouble getting motivated to do this, you can model it for her. Consider having your own web entry and status. You may get your sex mostly elsewhere or be content with your husband, but if she can see you taking sperm from internet sources, it will encourage her. --------------------------------------------------------- Ethan's story I found I was nearly insatiable. I was 24, and I lived at home. My parents supported me, partly because I am their son and partly because I did a lot of honorable volunteer work. Whenever I wasn't sleeping, eating, showering or eliminating, it seemed, I wished I was having sex. And wish became reality! I could have found girls on the internet, and sometimes I did, but mostly I just went from school to school. At an elementary school in the morning, the classes had recess one after the other. I brought a blanket and would set up camp somewhere out of the way, preferably in the shade. And the girls would flock to me. I love young girls just the way they are, and as they gathered round I said so, and a few fake bras might get discarded. A little blond from the kindergarten class curtseyed and said, "If it would please you, I would be forever honored if you would fuck me." I was already hard. I pushed her back gently on the blanket. And she pulled her dress up and panties down and spread her legs, looking very humble. I surged into her quickly, and with about ten strokes I came. She gave a big "Mmmmmm" accompanied by the brightest, happiest smile, and as she got up she started to ask if she could have done better. I said she was great and left it at that. All the girls were standing around at a respectful distance, some gyrating hips, some simply showing their vaginas, a few making sucking motions. All kinds. A little brunette with glasses said "Anything you want, sir?" I said "Yes, like a doggie", which she instantly did. I mounted her and took a bit of time, but wanted to finish her and move on, so I ejaculated strong and deep. Recess was usually 20 minutes. There were eight of them. They would all get their turn. I was a little slower than usual, so I was just about to start on my last one in missionary position when the teacher hollered for the kids to assemble. She motioned to me to keep going, though. If a girl could get some extra semen it was worth being a couple minutes late to class. A class of fourth graders came out, and there was a footrace to see who could get to me fastest. I told them to all get naked from the waist down. I would lie on my back. I wanted each of them in turn, and the others to kiss me and massage me. Fourth graders were good at this, usually. I wanted to lick the labia of one girl while another was impaled on my penis. I loved the smell of little girl parts, and usually just before I came I would thrust my tongue deep into the girl's vagina a few times, then hear the sigh of the girl below. Most men and boys couldn't have sex every two or three minutes like I could, but I did, and the semen kept flowing and working its magic inside the little girl pussies. Driving to the next school I passed a mother pushing a stroller, and she looked good. I pulled over, got out and approached. "I would be delighted to have you," she said, "but if you can do her I would be especially grateful." "How old is she?" "Eighteen months. She doesn't get it up the vagina very often." Kiddies that young aren't my favorites. I said, "Well, let's see her." We looked around for a suitable spot, and I opened the passenger side of my sedan, and lay her down with her diaper off. She was used to men ejaculating right near her, even if not inside her so much, so she was excited already. I told the mother, "Well, why don't you use your mouth for a while." She started to, and it felt good, and I was aware of how sexy she was. I worked my hands through her hair, and then motioned her to stand up. "Let me get started inside you, you sexy thing." She hesitated only a fraction of a second, then pulled her jeans and panties down. I pressed her against the side of my car, which maybe wasn't the cleanest, but what the heck. I pressed in. But I got carried away and within seconds I spurted up inside her. She gave the requisite pleasure sound, but I could also tell she was disappointed. She put herself together and started to pick up her girl. I said, "Wait two minutes, I recover quickly." She looked suspicious. "For me, or her?" "Her." I arranged things while my penis was resting. I opened the door to the back seat, and I first had the woman get in lying on her back, her legs spread as far as the seat would allow, then put the little girl between her legs. I saw them both and it was an arresting combo. I slid my penis into the small girl, to her great delight. I then lowered myself, being careful not to crush the little girl, and sucked vigorously on the woman's breast while I thrust deep. This was cool and it felt great, so I would have kept going ten minutes if it was up to me. But the little girl started getting restless, so I worked myself up to orgasm and gave her what she wanted. She squealed with delight. I held myself up panting for a little while, then briefly collapsed on the two of them. We started getting up and were out of the car, but I decided I wanted the woman again. She could of course have refused. The little girl was bouncing around, so I put her in the front seat and closed the door. While the woman was standing on the ground, I had her bend over the seat with her luscious butt in the air. The girl was starting to cry and have a little tantrum. The mother said, "Can you be quick?" "You bet," I said, and after five strokes, as the little girl was working her way between the seats and shouting, I came, and made a big noise to compete with the little girl. The mother gave me a quick smile, but then returned her full attention to her daughter. They worked on getting dressed. I certainly could have left. But having reassembled them, she stood before me holding the girl in her arms. The girl really didn't look bad, so I said I would do her again if she wanted. The mother asked the girl, who nodded vigorously. This time I just had the mother hold her against her front, standing up, the girl's back against the mother's chest. But she had pulled the girl's diaper down again, and I gently slid up inside her, pushed four times and came again. The girl squealed with pleasure and thrashed in her mother's arms, but the mother smiled. It had worked out well after all. My penis did need some rest after that quick series. I stopped for some lunch. I got fast food take-out, so I wouldn't be distracted as I was eating by other customers who I really would have liked to fuck -- they were everywhere. It was off to my favorite middle school. I went to the gym, where the teacher was happy to give the girls a break from gymnastics to get an extra fuck and little bit of sperm. These luscious things generally did have a little breast growth, hips, and a little silky pubic hair. Acne, and surging hormones. And I did them quickly, methodically, one by one, having them lie on their backs on the mats. I did have each of them get naked, but didn't spend long before ejaculating inside her, a matter of heavenly pleasure to both of us. Each one thanked me profusely. I ate a lot of the supper my mother prepared, especially the protein that helps my prodigious semen production. I did my mother and kid sister, then went out for my evening rounds in the neighborhood. So that was one day. It was quite a life. --------------------------------------------------------- Mark's story I'm 78, and I confess I've slowed down quite a bit. In my late 60s I still made the rounds, mostly doing sexy women in their early 20s. When libido and performance falter a bit, the more ideal the partner the better things go. A couple years ago I gave up sex with active thrusting, and made women do the work, riding me cowgirl style. What I do mostly now is let women give me blow jobs. Sometimes I come in their mouth, sometimes I don't. When I do, they use the weenis to fill up their infants. Apparently the semen I make is still pretty good. --------------------------------------------------------- Dave's story My 10-year-old son Matt and I were going out to dinner, having some father-son talk. We were driving a seldom-used road when we saw a girl just sitting in the dirt beside the road. I slowed. Matt saw and said, "Aww dad, why not let someone else do it." But I knew my duty. I stopped and went over to the girl, who didn't respond. "You need some sex, sweetie." She still didn't respond. She was pretty far gone. I laid her back in the dirt. I would have liked to get her to a better location, but I knew my son was watching impatiently. So I nudged her legs apart and looked underneath. No panties. I gave himself a little bit of a hand job, conjuring up the image of my wife as I was about to enter into her luscious body. I slid it into the girl in the dirt. I tried to be quick, but it took a couple minutes, maybe three -- she wasn't exactly making herself sexy! I finally came. She reacted with only the merest twitch. I took her hands and helped her to a sitting position. In about 60 seconds she stood unsteadily, and murmured, "Thank you." "Sure," I said, and rushed back to my son. As we drove off they could see the girl trudging along. I would have liked to offer her a ride, but wanted to respect Matt's wishes. --------------------------------------------------------- Jonathan's story I have three children. My first was Julia, and I provided semen for her in the normal way. By masturbation and weenis for the first eighteen months, then vaginally. Every day. A few strokes, a squirt, and she was happy. My second was Evan. We played catch, roughhoused, went camping -- I did those or similar things with my daughters too. My third was Stella. We started out the same, semen by masturbation and weenis, then vaginally. I still did Julia vaginally, and of course my wife Amy too. But there was something special about Stella. I would sometimes get up in the night and look at my sleeping children, but I looked most at Stella. I took to sliding into bed next to her, fondling her, pushing her nightgown up, and sliding into my sleepy girl, who was delighted at some extra semen -- a good dream. This was a common and sweet thing for daddies to do for their darling girls. But then I found myself there twice a night sometimes. Instead of little quickies I started taking my time, sliding in and out for many minutes. Her vagina felt good in a different dimension somehow. She would fall asleep with me sliding in and out, but she always woke with a shudder and smile when I let myself ease into a heavenly sweet orgasm. I let myself relax next to her lovely flesh for a few minutes. Then one night I fell asleep and woke with a start a couple hours later when Amy came looking for me. We laughed it off, but I think we both knew something unusual was afoot. So I resolved to go to Stella just once in the night for a quick dose of semen. But later that night a sleepy Stella appeared at the side of Amy's and my bed, saying she had had a bad dream. So I let her in beside me. A usual form of comfort in such a situation was a little sex and some semen to calm her, and I did that. After a little snuggling she was supposed to go back to bed. But she fell asleep, and although I would have loved to let her stay, I kept my resolution, woke her up and sent her back to bed. We had a closer than usual bond other times too. I typically did Julia right at bedtime, and I did Stella then too, then as we went to sleep I did my wife if she was interested. But I took to going into Stella's room in the morning just before it was time for her to get up. She would smile, pull her nightgown up, panties down and curl up on the bed with her butt sticking out. I would curl up behind her and do her that way. Sometimes I lingered for a full two minutes before coming. Many girls start getting restless if you don't come pretty quick, but Stella never did. She made little contented sighs continuously before the shuddering rush she got when I finally came. I work from home, and as soon as she got home from school she would come see me. It became apparent we both wanted to do it, so we didn't hold back. Soon it developed into a routine where she would close the door and we both stripped. Then she got down on all fours and panted like a doggie, sniffing at my crotch. I played a male dog and sniffed her crotch too. She presented her rear end, and I mounted her like a doggie and came pretty quickly. She was five when we got into our doggy sex routine and when I routinely went to her three times every night. My wife got worried, and as she admitted later, concerned and more than a little jealous. I loved her just as much as ever, found her as sexy as ever, made love as passionately. I was there for Julia and Evan too. I wondered if it was an addiction, and tried stopping cold turkey. It didn't last a day. So it did have some addictive qualities, but we were both thriving. In retrospect, it was when Stella and I had ramped up our sex that I got key insights for my job that helped the company significantly. I got noticed and promoted. She was doing great in school, and everyone said she just radiated health and happiness. I made sure to spend extra time with Evan and Julia. I made love to Amy with a renewed passion, bought her flowers, listened patiently as she explained her feelings about all this. I provided semen to Julia and Amy as was my duty and commitment, but I also did it with pleasure. I did love them both, deeply. Stella was free to have sex with other men, and she did for a while, then stopped except for an occasional experiment. She was fully content with me. Let other men's semen be spurted where it was needed more. We tried kissing, work with our fingers, and oral sex in both directions, but it didn't do anything for us. What suited us was hugging and penis-in-vagina sex. I slept with Stella. Sex at bedtime, a few times in the night, in the morning. I would often fall asleep inside her. If I wanted her, I would stroke a few times, come, and go back to sleep. If she wanted me, her vagina would suck me like a lollipop, which would harden my erection very quickly and make me come, and she would go back to sleep. I might barely wake up when she was tugging semen out of me, nor she when I was pumping her, but we both felt the surge of our half of the pleasure in our borderline sleep. When she got home from school, she would come in to study with me. After the doggy ritual, we would sit beside each other. We saw no reason to get dressed again. The sex was interwoven with an intellectual side to our relationship. I would occasionally help her with a homework problem, but she didn't need much help. She took to sitting in my lap. Then sitting in my lap with us both naked, then with the minor adjustment that my penis was up inside of her. I would explain my work problems to her, simplifying but still getting the essence across. She would bounce up and down my lap for a few seconds until I came. And in the afterglow she would say something that triggered me to find what I needed. She was reading way beyond grade level. Fast. And understanding it all. She started writing. Words flowed off her fingers, through the keyboard, and into stories. Good stories. Award-winning stories. I filed some patents that transformed our company, and it was hard for management to figure out what to do with all the cash flowing in. It was OK for Stella and me to be apart for hours at a time, but when we were alone together again we got my penis into her vagina as fast as we could. When I had to go away overnight it was hard on both of us. At least once a day -- twice if we could arrange it -- we would talk on the phone. When Stella was late in high school, a gradual change started. We didn't do it quite so much. She sat in my lap with my penis up inside her less and less. The highs weren't quite as high. As the months went by, we woke up less in the night, then not at all. I started sleeping with Amy again, telling her I told her it would turn out OK. Stella and I got down to doing it just once at bedtime, once in the morning, and once after school, just like an ordinary father and daughter who were especially fond of each other. We weren't sure if she'd be able to go away to college, but by then it was surprisingly easy on both of us. She published more books, but not best-sellers. I filed another patent, but not an important one. Our respective accomplishments had given tangible proof to the world that what Stella and I had was not just all in our heads. But for us, that was secondary. It was the special love unleashed by the special sex that we treasured. The magic had ended, but neither of us would have missed it for the world.