Author: Sterling
Title: Does the Mormon Patriarch Channel God -- or Gonads?
Summary: When Peter succeeds to the leadership of a tiny
Mormon-offshoot church, God sends him the revelation that sexual
pleasure is good. When finances are tight, God reveals that small
girls giving sexual pleasure to men from outside is also good.
The girls believe him, and everyone has a wonderful time.
Keywords: MF Mf mf Mg church, pedo loli school prostitution humor inc fath dau group harem

NOTICE: This story contains explicit sex.

First posted 9/15/2020.

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Does the Mormon Patriarch Channel God -- or Gonads?

Finally David was going to meet the girls. When he walked in, he
was overwhelmed by femininity. So many! Eight in all -- they were
so alluring it was easy to lose count. They ranged in age from
perhaps 2 up to 14 or so. Half of them had blond hair, the others
a variety of darker shades. All were wearing dresses or skirts.
It was a large room, with suitable entertainment for children of
all ages. The youngest ones had blocks and plastic toys to play
with on the floor, there were also plenty of dolls, toy
supermarkets and kitchens, and then board games, card games,
books, magazines... The oldest girl was working on a crossword
puzzle.

Another young man was in the room too. David knew that up to
three men in total might be visiting the girls at any one time.
This man knelt behind one girl of about 5. David knew what the
man did next was allowed, but to see it in person was something
else. The girl was on her stomach, playing with dolls. She was
wearing white tights under a white dress. The man put his hand
between her knees and caressed a bit. The girl looked over her
shoulder and gave a friendly smile before turning back to her
dolls. And then he slid the hand between her legs up under the
girl's dress, farther and farther until he evidently reached her
crotch. The girl spread her legs a little. David could see that
she wasn't concentrating on her dolls any more, but smiling. The
man moved his hand rhythmically. The girl started wiggling her
hips occasionally.

"Come with me, Esther," said the man softly.

Esther hopped to her feet and looked at the man expectantly.

"For the glory of God," said the oldest girl quietly.

"Amen!" said the others.

He motioned her to one of the sofas in the room. He pulled down
his pants and knelt on the sofa beside her. She happily smiled
and took his penis in her hands, stroking it reverently. "Want me
to lick it?" she said.

"Yes, oh God yes!" said the man. "But pull your dress up, and
pull your tights and panties down and sit with your legs apart so
I can see..."

The girl happily complied. The man briefly reached down to slide
his fingers over her lower girl lips. Then he pushed his pelvis
forward a bit. Esther saw and took the penis in her mouth. She
moved her head forward and back. The man sighed with pleasure. He
caressed the girl's head of dirty blond curls, as she moved back
and forth on his shaft, engulfing more and then less, but her
moving cheeks showed that there was more motion than that going
on.

In under two minutes, the man's excitement culminated in, "Oh,
oh.... Aaahhhhh!.... Oh, yes, ooooohhhh!"

The man relaxed and sat back on the bed, with a relaxed,
satisfied smile. Looking at Esther, he said, "You swallowed it
all."

"Of course!" said the girl. "Sperm is holy." She had a bit of
saliva around her lip which she wiped with her hand.

"Would you finish cleaning it?" said the man.

The girl just grinned and knelt forward and carefully licked the
man's shrinking cock. Then she sat up and looked at him.

"You can go now," he said.

The girl gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and made herself
decent, then lay down and played with her dolls again.

David had been mesmerized by the sight. The other girls had
looked over with varying degrees of interest from time to time. A
couple had fiddled between their legs. One had kept her hand
there, rubbing rhythmically.

David decided he'd dive into this wonderful, strange new world.

He approached the girl with her hand between her legs. She had
long blond hair, blue eyes, and seemed to be about 7. She was
sitting on a sofa.

"Hi," she said, removing her hand and smoothing down her skirt
over her bare legs. "I'm Ruth. What's your name?"

"David," he said.

"Hi, David," said Ruth, some others following her lead in ragged
chorus.

"Can I --". He realized he didn't have to ask. He sat beside her,
and slid his hand between her knees, then slid it up slowly,
higher and higher, until it reached the cloth of her panty
crotch. He kept looking at her, and she looked back at him with a
friendly smile.

He started moving his hand. "You were doing this, right?" he
said.

The girl nodded. "Pretty much like that, yeah."

"And it felt good?"

"Really good. The Lord says sexual pleasure is a good thing."

"And mine is too, right?"

"Even more important. It is blessed."

He took off all his clothes then, and sat naked, with a fierce
erection. "Then..." He pushed her over on the sofa then, and
spread her legs, and mounted her...

With some urgency, she said, "but... causing pain is a sin, and
my vagina isn't big enough yet; I'm sorry!"

"Oh, that's OK, I won't try to get into your vagina..."

"Ruth is doing God's work," said a younger girl. A few others
murmured, "Amen!"

As David mounted, her dress rode up. He held her thighs together
and thrust urgently between them, not far from her underpants.
Excitement building, he pushed the crotch of her panties aside to
reveal her slit. He couldn't get in her vagina, but he could get
close. He moved up and touched his cock against her pussy lips,
and the sight of that excited him further. Then he changed the
angle so each thrust slid his cock tip along her slit from bottom
to top. He let go of her underpants, and they snapped back to
cover his cock partway. He saw the shaft going into the
underpants from the side. He saw the whole gorgeous girl, smiling
at him, legs apart, welcoming him. Maybe his cock wasn't in where
he really wanted it to be in, but it was in something -- it was
in her underpants -- and his climax came quickly, the tip of his
cock moving against her privates inside the underpants, and then
filling the entire area with sticky sperm.

"Oh, Ruth! ... That was fantastic... Sorry to mess your panties,"
he said, catching his breath, drawing away from her.

"No, that's fine. Sperm is blessed. You honor my panties with
your sperm." She pulled her panties down partway, and smiled at
the mess. and then held her pussy lips open with one hand and
began fingering the goop inside.

"Oh, that's interesting," he said.

"The Lord says the best place for sperm is inside a vagina.
Sadly, mine is not big enough for a penis, but it's big enough
for sperm! ... You can have the panties to take home if you
want."

David was in heaven!

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The compound was at the end of a dirt road on a hillside, far
from any other habitation. An inspiring view included a treeless
plain stretching to the horizon. It was in Utah. The compound
consisted of three ramshackle buildings. These were the grounds
of the Holy Fundamentalist Mormon Church of Jacob and Paul, an
offshoot of an offshoot of the Mormon fundamentalist movement --
which had even earlier split off from the main Latter Day Saints
Church when it agreed to outlaw polygamy as the price of
acceptance within the broader United States.

There were two families that made up the entire membership of the
church. The leader was Luke, with his four wives and twelve
children. His understudy was Peter, with just two wives and seven
children. Luke was the patriarch and the spiritual guide. He knew
God's will and conveyed it to the others, who obeyed him. Peter
was of course second in status only to Luke, but he never
questioned Luke on any subject.

Peter was in his late 40s, while Luke was in his early 70s. As
Luke was favored by God as his latest messenger to earth, all
assumed that he would live to a ripe old age -- 90 at least. When
he occasionally got sick, the others prayed for his recovery.
This was how they dealt with sickness. No secular medicine for
them -- God would see to Luke's recovery, if it was His will. Now
he got sick and kept getting sicker and sicker. Apparently it was
not God's will that he live longer. On his deathbed he made clear
once again that Peter was to succeed him as leader of the Church,
that he would be God's representative on earth, and all would owe
him the same unquestioning obedience as they offered Luke. Then
Luke died.

While they all mourned, Peter looked within to see what God's
will was. The picture wasn't entirely clear, but certain themes
kept coming up over and over. When a month had gone by, he told
them the first things that God had instructed him to do. As the
leader of the church, it was naturally his duty to provide for
all the members of his flock. This included Luke's four widows.
It was God's will that he provide for them not just materially
and spiritually, but carnally as well. He married them all in a
single ceremony. He detected some displeasure on the part of all
six women at this change, his old wives and his new ones alike.
But they obeyed him. He was eager to consummate his new
marriages, and on the wedding night moved from bed to bed,
feeling a most satisfactory excitement, release and contentment.
He had lived in the same extended family as these women for
years, and had felt some lust for them, which was a sin, as he
was coveting the wives of not just his neighbor but his spiritual
leader. But now he had removed the temptation for sin by making
sexual desire and fulfillment not just acceptable but a good
thing. This surely was the will of God. He was on the right
track.

Luke's three older wives let it be known that Luke had not
approached them sexually in some time. They were all concerned
with the possibility of pregnancy, as they already had at least
two children each and money was in short supply. In recent years
they had already been living even more frugally than before. Luke
assured them that God certainly meant for a man to have sexual
intercourse with his wives regularly, and if any children
resulted it would be a blessing.

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Naturally there had been concern over the years as to the future
of the children of the church. Luke said that the Lord's plan for
the boys had not yet been made plain to him, but that in his
vision a new man would arrive, a convert, and that the older
girls were destined to be his wives. This prophecy had not been
fulfilled within Luke's lifetime. Luke's eldest daughter was
Martha, a girl of 15 who had already reached womanhood. One thing
the Lord made plain to Peter now was that the sexual interest he
felt for her was not a sin but instead a sign that he was to
marry her too. It was not yet time to reveal this to the others,
but it was time to consummate the marriage. Sex before marriage
was not a sin when the Lord had made it clear the marriage was
certain to take place.

The Lord moved him to go to her bedroom at 2am, and he explained
that the Lord meant for him to lie with her and for them to not
reveal it to the others.

Martha seemed hesitant, but Peter pointed out that he was now the
voice of God and earth and she was bound to obey him.

Luke had been ambivalent about sex. Within marriage it was
approved by the Lord, but to be conducted in modest fashion. It
was customary for the man and his wife to remove nothing but
their undergarments, or perhaps not even remove but just pull
down and out of the way. And modesty also suggested that the man
proceed to his climax without delay, depositing the seed where
God intended it to go. It was not appropriate to linger in the
act for the sake of pleasure.

But Peter found himself moved differently. He asked Martha to
strip, and by the faint glow of the night light, she did. He did
too. Her body was just as alluring naked as he had imagined it
would be. As a young man Peter had rebelled against his parents
and their religion, and lived in the outside world for a couple
years. He knew a fair amount about the outside world of sin. This
included how secular men and women had sex, and he had been
intrigued. Since Luke's death he had learned more from the
internet. God now told him to experiment. He lowered his mouth to
Martha's left breast and licked, then sucked. Martha moaned. He
moved over to the right breast and did the same.

"Father Peter," she said. "I fear that what you are doing is
awakening in me impure feelings. Surely that is not your
intention!"

"Yes, it is my intention." And his first clear revelation on the
subject of right and wrong came to him then. "The Lord has told
me that sexual pleasure is good, for both men and women."

"Well, OK..." said Martha hesitantly, but then she began moaning
with less restraint, the action of Peter's mouth on her nipple
quieting whatever doubts she might have felt.

Peter now released her nipple and feasted his eyes on the parts
below. There was a modest growth of pubic hair and hips of a
perfect size, and in the middle of course her slit. He spread her
legs to get a better look, and also spread her vaginal lips.
Traditionally, the next step would be for him to force his hard
penis into her vagina, but he was moved to do something else. He
lowered his head and sniffed Martha between the legs. It was a
mysterious, exciting smell, and he next felt moved to lick her
there.

"Father Peter!" she said. "Surely this can't be right!"

"Oh, it is, my child. The Lord says it is very right." He
returned his mouth to her feminine slit and licked more, over and
over. Martha's body reacted, and he attended to which particular
variant of licking caused the most reaction, and repeated that.
Women, he knew, could have orgasms. He wondered if he could give
Martha one. He really wanted to...

"Oh dear, oh dear," said Martha. "I'm not sure what is happening
but it doesn't feel right!"

"Does it feel good?" said Peter, lifting his head.

"I... Yes, it does, and it's rather... frightening."

"Sexual pleasure is good," he said. "Relax and let it feel good."

It was just a minute later that Martha bucked her hips upward and
gave a huge gasp.

Peter stopped licking and looked up at her, grinning.

"That was.... that was...." said Martha, trying to find words.

"It was blessed," said Peter. "Sexual pleasure is good." With
that in mind, he raised himself up into mating position and
pressed his penis against her vaginal opening. He remembered that
when he had taken the virginity of his two wives, it had been
difficult and painful for them, and not so terrific for him
either. But now when he pressed, his penis went in. It went in
very smoothly. It was hot and wet in there, and more exciting
than any other penetration of a vagina he had ever experienced.
By the old rules, he would climax soon. In this case, no more
than a few seconds would have been required. But it felt so good,
he wanted to make it last. So he rowed in and out of his young
virgin, feeling immense pleasure. Yes, he wanted to make it last
-- but beyond a point his body would not cooperate. Two minutes
after initial penetration, he could hold off no longer, and he
jammed into Martha deep as his orgasm seized him. Habit would
have had him withdraw as soon as his penis stopped spurting, but
now he was moved to stay on top of Martha, appreciating how
wonderful her body felt and how luxurious was her vaginal embrace
of his penis. He thrust in and out lazily as his erection
gradually subsided, and then kissed her. He kissed her on the
lips. She kissed him back.

"Sexual pleasure is good," he said, smiling. "It is really good."

Martha hugged him and smiled.

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The Church lived off the grid. They grew vegetables in fields
behind the compound, and preserved much of the harvest for use
throughout the year. Luke or Peter hunted small game.
Occasionally they would manage to shoot a deer or elk, and meat
would be plentiful for a brief while.

Only Luke or Peter left the compound to go into town to buy and
sell. They bought rice and beans in bulk. They sold handcrafts
that the women and children made. They bought plain cloth that
the women could use to make equally plain clothing. Still, there
were a variety of more expensive things they had to buy.

One of the women had received a substantial inheritance, which of
course she was persuaded to immediately donate to the Church.
That had served them well for a few years, but Luke and Peter
could see the bank balance shrinking.

Now that Luke was gone, Peter took some time on each visit to
town to visit an internet cafe. He figured that while his flock
needed to be sheltered from the pollution of the outside world,
he needed to be aware of what was happening to guide his people.
One thing he found himself studying was sex. His immediate
interest was sexual pleasure. It had seemed to be very helpful
with Martha, and he hoped to use the same techniques with his
wives.

The most independent of the women was Luke's former third wife
Meghan, and Peter also found her very attractive. During their
next sexual encounter he began by rubbing her gently between the
legs, slowly and rhythmically.

"The Lord has revealed to me that sexual pleasure is a good
thing. For men and women too."

"Oh," said Meghan.

"I'd love to do what feels best to you, so if there are ways to
do it better, let me know." That was widely shared advice from
the internet. "The Lord commands it," he added quickly.

"It feels pretty nice like that," she said.

"I'd also like us to both get naked," he said. "That's a source
of pleasure too." When they had, he returned to fingering her
between the legs. She gave a few sighs and shudders of pleasure,
and after ten minutes or so he thought it was time to mount and
penetrate.

What a difference! She was hot and wet inside! He slid his penis
in and out over and over, enjoying the luxurious sensations.
Meghan seemed to enjoy it too, in contrast to their earlier
sexual encounters.

He kept rowing in and out, pleasure building slowly. After half
an hour he reached climax, and let out an immodest, "Oh, yes,
yes, yes!" as he pumped his sperm into Meghan.

As he withdrew, Meghan looked happy but also a bit uneasy.

"What's the matter?" he asked gently.

She hesitated. "Was sexual pleasure before you had your
revelation a sin? Did the revelation wipe away any past
transgressions, or just those going forward?" There was a certain
impishness to her expression.

Peter smiled. "It wiped away past transgressions too."

"Well, in that case I guess no confession is required. Sometimes
in the past, I did touch myself as you did before, and I achieved
the release."

"Orgasm, you mean."

"Yes. And... if sexual pleasure is good, would you mind if I
tried to do that now?"

"Oh, I think that would be delightful." So Peter snuggled against
Meghan and nibbled her ear as she worked between her legs. Peter
put his hand loosely over hers to feel the gist of what she was
doing. In under two minutes she gasped and shuddered.

Peter grinned at her. "I bet that felt great."

"It did, I confess!" said Meghan. And then she kissed him. It was
the first kiss offered to him by any of Luke's former wives, and
he appreciated it.

Peter's erection had returned in full force. "Sexual pleasure is
good," he said, "and I would like to take my pleasure with you
again."

Meghan's smile seemed wholly genuine as she encouraged him to do
so.

Peter pressed in and out over and over, and it felt good. A
naughty word came to him: 'fuck'. He was fucking Meghan and it
felt great. It didn't seem the Lord was upset with that word.
After fucking for a good long time he once again climaxed in her
'pussy'. The Lord didn't mind that word either.

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Peter decided that the children should get a better education in
the ordinary subjects that schoolchildren in the wider world
studied. He got some serious home-schooling packages. Bible study
continued as before, but he didn't feel moved to push for it
strongly. It gradually lessened in importance.

Peter had no interest in changing the sexual routine with two of
his six wives, and so his encounters with them remained brief and
modest. With one he tried to introduce pleasure but she was not
interested. But with the other three, sex became luxurious and
prolonged and a source of mutual pleasure. And with his secret
fiancee Martha it was even more so. The encounters with those
four took extra time and energy beyond the minimum previously
offered as conjugal right and duty.

Then Peter had a clarifying revelation about Luke's prediction
that a new man would come to marry his daughters. He was himself
a new man, transformed as he took up the mantle of leading the
group. God's revelations had further transformed him. While he
was not going to marry his own daughters, Luke's prediction was
fulfilled to the extent that he would marry Luke's daughters.

Martha would be first, naturally. The women seemed surprised that
Martha didn't show any hesitation at this prospect. He and Martha
were married in a simple ceremony in line with the traditions of
the church. Peter and Martha were both relieved to be able to
meet in her room for sex openly instead of having furtive
encounters in the middle of the night. As for actually sleeping
the night together, he slept with each of his now-seven wives in
strict rotation.

Peter then felt empowered to announce to the entire extended
family his revelation that sexual pleasure was good. The women
and girls were not especially surprised by the news. Some knew it
already, and the prepubescent girls didn't think much of it. As
for the boys, the older ones thought it was terrific. It became
clear that they had been masturbating secretly, with considerable
guilt, and were relieved to be able to do so more often, without
shame. They could discuss it openly with each other.

Not long after, Luke's oldest son Mark approached him in the
company of Peter's oldest daughter Rachel. They said they had
embraced his revelation that sexual pleasure was good, and while
both of them enjoyed solitary sexual pleasure, they enjoyed
sexual pleasure with each other even more. They had not yet taken
the step of full intercourse, and wanted to know Peter's opinion.
Peter was horrified, and said absolutely not! What's more, they
should not be in each other's company alone at all, lest they
find themselves giving in to temptation. Mark was clearly
unhappy, but didn't complain much, as he knew he could well get
several lashes with a strap. Rachel, on the other hand,
complained bitterly.

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Luke's second-oldest daughter was Sarah, just ten years old.
Peter felt himself strangely attracted to her. Sexual pleasure
was good, and he felt that he would likely feel some if he was
intimate with Sarah. Sarah was not yet a woman, with only perhaps
the barest hint of breasts.

He approached her gradually. He first noted that the Lord felt
strongly that their time together must remain a secret. He first
just lay with her on the bed, with both of them fully dressed.
Then he hugged her back. Sarah seemed to find this exciting, that
she should merit the secret attention of the patriarch of the
church.

He suggested that she lie naked with him, and she hesitated.

"Is this right?" she asked softly.

"The Lord has revealed to me that you and I are due to get
married in good time."

"But not for a few years, surely?"

"True, but He tells me that relaxing naked together would be a
good thing."

Sarah stripped then, but seemed uneasy about the caresses he
lavished on her body. She looked notably confused when he had her
spread her legs and gave his mouth free rein to try to give her
sexual pleasure. But she did soon relax, apparently figuring her
spiritual leader knew best. She had an orgasm, though to Peter it
seemed that it didn't excite her the way an adult would be
excited.

Peter brought his own sexuality into the picture only after that
point, saying he wanted to feel good like she felt good. Getting
his penis into her vagina was clearly impossible. Instead, he
slid his penis up and down in a fucking motion against various
portions of her skin... stomach, hip, between her legs, and
gliding along her slit, parallel to it. It was in that position
that he finally achieved orgasm, spurting onto her stomach and
covering her labia with semen as he continued to thrust.

Sarah's distaste was apparent, and Peter had his next revelation:
sperm is a holy substance. At the secular level, he also helped
clean it up and pointed out she was restored to her previous
cleanliness down below.

Peter was very interested in meeting Sarah again and again in
secret, and she got used to their encounters and seemed OK with
them. Whether she took to heart his revelation about the goodness
of sperm or simply got used to it, she was soon amused when he
spurted, and had fun painting it all over her labia and even
sliding some into her vagina.

Peter thought about Sarah's half-sister Emily, just six years
old. He realized that without her clothes, she wouldn't look all
that different from Sarah, and would have the same hairless slit.
The realization sent blood pulsing into his penis. But surely she
was too young! He wasn't really attracted to her, she just
reminded him of her big sister. He listened to see if God had an
opinion on the subject, but he could not discern one.

Word also came to him about his own daughter Esther, five years
old. Esther had seen the big kids having sexual pleasure, and was
interested, and was soon discovered with her hand in her
underpants a lot of the time. Esther's mother, observing her
surreptitiously, saw that she clearly had an orgasm, and liked it
a lot. Under Luke, a girl found with her hand in her panties
would be severely chastised. Her mother suspected that Peter's
new revelation about sexual pleasure being good meant that there
was no need to chastise Esther, and she was relieved when Peter
confirmed this.

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The bank balance was dropping. To make matters worse, from a
financial point of view, three new babies were due -- he had
managed to impregnate two of Luke's former wives and Martha.

None of the other women was due to get an inheritance. He'd heard
of another church like his where a woman had moved to town to
work, the plan being she would send all of her paycheck beyond
the barest living expenses back to the community. But instead she
decided after a month to leave the church completely, and take
her children with her.

Ideas for more income were in short supply. He couldn't think of
any product they could sell that would command a decent price. As
for services, none of them was very well educated.

In the internet cafe, he had made some online friends as he
studied sexual pleasure. When he asked them about how he might
make some money, one natural idea that came up was prostitution.
If he ordered one of his wives to sell herself for sex, she was
obliged to obey him. Sexual pleasure was good. That had been his
revelation. But while the sort of money she would make could
help, it wouldn't solve the bigger financial problem.

Then he mentioned 10-year-old Sarah. Intrigued, the guys asked to
see pictures. Further intrigued, they asked to see more. He
recorded secretly a video where she discussed sex with him. She
came across as relaxed and matter-of-fact about their encounters.
Sarah was completely dressed in the pictures and videos, but
still, she excited intense interest. A man offered to pay for the
chance to spend an afternoon with Sarah in a motel room if she
would have sex with him -- not to include intercourse. The amount
he offered was far beyond the prices thrown around for adult
prostitutes.

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"Hey, Sarah, you know how sexual pleasure is a good thing?"

"Yes. I do." She smiled.

"What would you think of offering sexual pleasure to someone else
-- say, William?" William was Peter's son, the same age as her.

"William? He wouldn't want to do that!"

"Yeah, he probably wouldn't, but would you mind if he did? To let
him have sexual pleasure?"

"I suppose not," she said. "What a funny idea!"

"There's another man, one you've never met. He could be really
helpful to our community. What would you think of helping him to
have sexual pleasure?"

"I don't know... what's he like?"

"Oh, he's a nice man. He'd treat you well. He'd do the same
things with you that I do."

"It sounds weird," said Sarah uneasily.

"But sexual pleasure is good, right?"

"Yes, it is."

"And giving it to others is good too, right?"

"Yes."

"And would you mind doing me a favor?"

"I don't know..."

"Well, Sarah... I am your spiritual leader, the head of your
church. And God has spoken to me, and said that His will is that
you meet this man and give him sexual pleasure."

"Um, OK... If that's what God wants."

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Peter waited anxiously outside the motel room in the local town,
sitting close by the door. As with many motels, an overhang ran
in front of the doors of the rooms, and under it there were a few
chairs. Partly he was alert to any sounds of distress coming from
inside. Partly he worried that the man wouldn't be satisfied.
When they finally emerged, three hours after they went in,
Sarah's face was closed. The man didn't say much, but he seemed
to be suppressing a smile, and he paid the balance he owed in
full. It made quite a wad of cash.

He and Sarah walked into town in silence. "I hope God didn't put
you through a difficult trial," he said at last.

"No."

"I hope the man didn't hurt you."

"No."

"Did he say any mean things?"

"No."

More silence.

"He asked me to kiss it."

"Oh."

"You never asked me to kiss yours."

"No, no..." He hoped the man hadn't ejaculated in her mouth.

"One of the times the sperm came out some of it went on my face."

"But sperm is holy, right?"

Sarah sighed. "Yeah."

"And you cleaned it all up so your face was clean again?"

"Yes, he did that. He even said he was sorry he'd let it get on
my face."

"Good." Peter felt relieved. "How would you like a hamburger? As
long as you don't tell any of the others."

"A hamburger? You're serious?"

"Yes! Let's do it."

They ate at a local diner. After finishing burger and fries they
each had an ice cream sundae.

Sarah cheered up pretty quickly, reminding herself that sexual
pleasure was good and sperm was holy.

Peter reflected that the hamburger tasted mighty good, as did the
sundae. He should eat like that more often. They all should.

This one afternoon had earned them all a lot of money, but it had
taken up most of Peter's day, and Sarah's too. It required that
she leave the compound. If Sarah did that once a month, it would
keep them from going broke, but it wouldn't allow for many
hamburger meals... or any of the other luxuries he had sampled as
a young man, during his years of rebellion.

Weighing most heavily on his mind was that Sarah had not really
been happy with the encounter. He wondered if he could educate
her and the other girls to feel OK about it -- to even actively
feel good about it.

Sexual pleasure was good. He thought of Sarah being a good sport.
He thought a lot about his daughter Esther, with her hand in her
panties. He thought about how Martha just really loved sex -- she
needed no reminder that sexual pleasure was a good thing.

And so he hatched his plan. Sexual pleasure was good, and it was
a felicitous coincidence that if the girls gave sexual pleasure
to men, the church's financial problems would be solved.

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Peter explained his plan gradually, to varying groups and
individuals. He started with the girls. Girls were flexible. It
made some sense to them that if giving sexual pleasure was good,
then it should be good giving it to people you didn't know as
well as people you did.

Peter felt that the women would likely be the source of greatest
trouble for his plan. He told them one at a time, starting with
the most open-minded. He pointed out that if sexual pleasure was
good, one way to make money was for the woman to offer herself
for sex in return for compensation -- the fact that money changed
hands didn't make it any less good to offer sexual pleasure. Each
woman was alarmed by that prospect, and relieved when he withdrew
that threat and instead said that he had in mind for the girls to
do this -- and only if they wanted to.

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Naturally the wives discussed this among themselves.

"It's a whole new idea, to be sure," said Caroline. "Luke would
never have approved."

"True," said Meghan. "But Peter is receiving the revelations
now."

Caroline started to roll her eyes. "And you know the outside
world, the Others, wouldn't approve either."

"Maybe, but we have always charted our own path as we see it, and
ignore what the Others thought."

This was surely true of plural marriage itself, and if the Mormon
fundamentalists clung to that so fiercely, it was easy to extend
this to other revelations too.

Caroline looked off into space a moment. "I always thought Luke
was too strict about sex. When Martha played with herself, as
just a little girl, Luke made me chastise her. I felt so bad
about that. I knew she was just doing what came naturally."

Meghan's eyes twinkled. "But Luke was receiving the word of God.
How could you feel bad about what God commanded?"

Caroline looked at her steadily. "Luke might have told us what
God commanded, but we naturally have our own opinions too!"

"True," said Meghan. "I'm sometimes not so sure that Luke's
revelations were all true. I wondered if the wires from God got
crossed sometimes."

Caroline smiled. "But Peter... surely Peter's revelations are all
true!" She looked sideways at Meghan.

"Oh, undoubtedly! How could anyone question that!" She maintained
a straight face for a few seconds, but then laughed. Caroline
laughed too.

"But of course that doesn't mean he doesn't get some revelations.
About sex for the girls... you think any of them will really be
OK with it?"

"I guess we'll see."

Caroline said, "Of course we're free to leave any time, and take
our children with us. Though there have been cases..." All the
women remembered vividly cases where deserting wives were hunted
down and killed. The deserted husband was always the main
suspect, but usually there wasn't enough evidence for a
conviction.

"Peter wouldn't do that... would he?"

"I doubt it... But we'd be penniless. No fundamentalist would
touch us, nor those other official Mormons. We don't know enough
to get a job. And to ask the Others for money... it would be
barely enough to get by, and such humiliation!"

"I like that Peter started the kids on real home schooling --
learning real skills for the real world."

"And as it is we're dirt poor here. And one thing I can surely
believe is that Peter's plan will bring in money."

"Yeah, that's for sure!"

"And of course, Peter is God's one true voice on earth!"

"Amen."

"And we are bound to obey him in all things!"

"Amen."

They looked at each other with mischievous smiles.

"And there's another thing," said Caroline. "Maybe you know this,
or maybe not..."

Meghan looked at her blankly.

"About me and Hannah." Hannah was Luke's second wife, the one he
took next after Caroline.

"You're... very good friends."

"Yes, I guess that much is obvious. And we have felt the urge to
sin -- at least as Luke would have seen it."

Meghan was confused... What sort of sin? There weren't any other
men around.

"Yes, it's such a sin that it never even occurs to you. But Peter
says it's OK -- sexual pleasure is good."

Meghan wondered... did they masturbate? Of course masturbation
was OK, but... Suddenly her eyes went wide.

"Yeah, you finally got it. Disgusting, isn't it?"

"No, no..." said Meghan, obviously confused. "It's just such a
new idea..."

"Yeah, she creeps into my bedroom in the middle of the night,
and... I know instead of just getting fucked, wham-bam, you have
fun with Peter now..."

Meghan's smile confirmed that, and it made her tingle just to
think of it.

"But for us, oh... She licks me, and I lick her... There was such
terrible shame around lesbians -- doesn't the very word make you
shudder? -- growing up, but now Peter says it's OK! That's a
revelation of his that thrills me! Peter says not to let anyone
else know for now, but we'll be able to soon. And he promises to
give up forever on exercising his right to fuck us... that would
be so wonderful!"

"Wow," said Meghan. "You were always the most straight-laced one,
who kept us in line with Luke!"

"Well, now you know. Now I know love for the first time ever, and
so does Hannah..." She stared into space with dreamy eyes.

Meghan could see that Caroline and Hannah wouldn't object to
Luke's plan. She wasn't going to either. That made three of them
who were already on board. The other three would swallow their
doubts.

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Peter's religious tradition shared with the rest of society the
idea that sex should be done only in private. But this didn't
feel right to him, for a variety of reasons. A man locking
himself in a room with one girl for the extent of their time
together just brought to mind too clearly the concept of
prostitution. And if by some chance a man was inclined to hurt a
girl, there would be no way to know. Peter was also claiming that
there was no shame in sexual feelings or sexual pleasure, and if
there was no shame, why was there a need to hide it? As the
project unfolded, other reasons became apparent as well. The
girls thought this was a fun game, and it was more fun to play
with other girls around. Younger girls also learned by imitation
-- it was much easier to try something new if you'd seen your
older sisters doing it.

He paused to consider if God approved of his plan. He did not
sense any profound sense of approval, nor did he sense any
condemnation. God seemed to be keeping silent on this issue.

He spiffed up the ground floor of one building for his girls --
the sex suite. One large room with sofas and a couple beds, but
also intriguing toys, dolls, and play equipment that they had
never before dreamed of being able to use. There were also two
bedrooms, each with four single beds. That was for the girls.
There were also three small single rooms for the visiting men.

The organization of his plan required continuous access to the
internet, so he had a high-speed connection installed, and also
the electricity to run it -- which was at first limited to his
study with the computer. But soon others found electricity was
convenient for many other things too. Very convenient.

Then it was time to get more specific about his plan with the
girls. He had to teach them. No one else would do it, and he had
been raised with all the hang-ups around sex as the rest of them.
It was one thing to tell the girls that they should be willing to
give men sexual pleasure, but there were a lot of details. He
himself did not want to get naked with the girls. It didn't feel
right, and he feared it might make others doubt that he was in
fact God's representative on earth.

But who could play the part of the men? He was the only man in
the Church. And then it came to him... Mark! And Rachel could
have a key role, demonstrating how a mature vagina worked. And he
smiled as he thought about how to get their cooperation.

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"Hello, Rachel," he said when the two were alone. "I have
something serious to talk with you about."

Rachel nodded warily.

"It is time for you to get married. And I've thought about
suitable husbands. I think you would be a good match for Mr.
Johnson."

"Mr. Johnson! Oh no, father, please!"

"He is richer than we are. You would have a more comfortable
life."

"He's an old man... he must be 70!"

"No, he is only 62."

"But, he's fat, and gray, and always so serious... I've never
seen him smile."

"Well, those who fear the Lord often find themselves rarely moved
to smile. He would do his conjugal duty and you would bear his
children."

Rachel started to cry.

"I have listened to the voice of God, and he has told me that you
should be married to Mr. Johnson."

Rachel cried louder.

"Oh, daddy, please don't make me!"

"I couldn't disobey the command of God, and surely you couldn't
either!"

Rachel dissolved in grief.

"However, God isn't entirely clear to me on Mr. Johnson. There is
one other faint possibility that sometimes comes to me... It's a
very strange idea, but the idea that... maybe you should choose
yourself. If God were to permit it, do you have in mind who you
might choose?"

A ray of hope came to Rachel. "Mark, of course. You know it would
be Mark!"

"A nice enough young man, to be sure. But with no prospects in
the world. No skills. No money. He's not in line to become
patriarch after I am gone."

The ray of hope on Rachel's face was snuffed out.

"But God has also put a few strange ideas in my head, as to how
it might work... Very strange."

"Yes?"

"If my vision of girls giving sexual pleasure to men is a
success, We would all have enough money, including Mark... But I
would need your help, and Mark's, to make it work."

Rachel was not pleased by what her father suggested, not pleased
at all. But it was far preferable to being married off to Mr.
Johnson! That prospect felt like death. And her father was right,
wasn't he? Sexual pleasure was good. And there was no shame in
it... no need to be secretive about it.

In time she and Mark would be married, and Peter promised they
would be, in two years -- if they did their part in making the
project a success.

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On the first day of serious instruction, Peter was nervous. He
tried to calm himself by saying he was doing God's will, but it
was still hard. He told Mark and Rachel to wait nearby.

Peter gathered all of the girls who were not infants -- 9 in all
-- in one of the bedrooms of the sex suite, his daughters and
Luke's daughters alike.

"The first thing I'd like you all to do is take all your clothes
off... Including your underpants."

Some of the girls hesitated, but Peter urged them on. They all
stood before him, naked.

"See how perfect you all are?" he said. "Don't hold your hands in
front... Those two flaps that come together -- that is what God
meant little girls to look like, and every one of you looks
perfect. You can be proud of having your private parts. And you
know that if you spread those lips gently to the side, there are
things inside... why don't you all try that? All of you, at the
same time, now... See? Look around. Every one one of you has a
place inside your lips, and it's beautiful and perfect on every
one of you. Look at each of your sisters, and think how perfect
she is, and how perfect you are. God created private parts on
every little girl, and it is a wonder of His creation. Each set
of private parts is special, and something to be proud of... You
can let go of your lips now... See how tidy it is, that your lips
come together to protect what's inside?"

The girls looked content. No frowns.

"Now, Esther, I'd like you to rub yourself between the legs in
the way that feels really good to you... Lie back on that bed
there... The rest of you try doing what she's doing..."

Esther lay on the bed with her legs apart, finger rubbing near
her little clitoris. The other girls had some tendency to just
watch, and Peter had to encourage them to lie down and imitate
her.

"This is one of the ways that girls have sexual pleasure. Try it
different ways. You may not get really excited like Esther here,
but you notice it feels kind of good, at least? ... Esther, are
you going to finish?"

"Sure, daddy," she said with a bright smile. She then closed her
eyes and rubbed and rubbed. Some of the girls rubbed themselves,
and some just watched. After a couple minutes she gasped and
groaned, then removed her hand and lay back, with a big smile on
her face.

"Did that feel good, Esther?" said Peter.

"Sure did!"

"So you other girls can try that when you're in bed at night.
Feel free to experiment. When Esther felt really good there,
that's called an orgasm. Maybe you'll have one of those, and
maybe you won't. It's just fine if you don't, but at least give
it a try. Even if you don't, think about how it feels kind of
good."

It looked like he had the rapt attention of all the girls.

"Well, men can have orgasms too. In fact, almost all of them can,
and it's much easier for them. Would you like to help men get a
good feeling like you got, Esther?"

"Sure!" said the little girl. "If it feels that good to them..."

"So for the next part, I'm going to ask Mark and Rachel to join
us..."

Peter then explained the facts of life to the girls, going over
some of the points multiple times as a few of the girls were
incredulous.

"So, like I said, the man's penis goes into the woman's vagina.
First let's see what a penis is like. Mark, will you take your
clothes off..." Mark did, his penis not little and floppy but not
fully erect either.

"Now, Mark and Rachel are old enough that they like the idea of
sex. And they're engaged to be married. Nature has made them so
they want to have sex to start a baby. And before we're done
here, I'm going to let them have sex with each other for the very
first time... Now look at Mark's penis... When I told you all he
would be able to have sex with her, his body got him ready to do
it... see how stiff it is now?"

The girls all looked, some with eyes wide and mouths agape. Not
one girl yawned or looked away.

"He'd love to put his penis inside Rachel and shoot out the stuff
that would start a baby, but it's not time for that yet...
Rachel, why don't you strip down to your underwear... That's
good... Now reach over with your hand there, and rub up and down
on Mark's penis... What she's doing with her hand makes Mark feel
sort of the same way he would if his penis was going in and out
of Rachel's vagina, and in just a few seconds -- would you care
to demonstrate an ejaculation? Look carefully, girls..."

Rachel rubbed a little faster, Mark closed his eyes, and suddenly
sperm shot out of his penis, onto his chest, and all over
Rachel's hand.

The girls gasped, giggled, and talked to each other excitedly.

"So, did that feel good, Mark?"

The boy nodded emphatically.

"So we now have a chance to get to touch and feel some of the
semen, or sperm. Why don't you all come up, one at a time, and
dip your fingers in it... Sniff it... Trying tasting a little
too... You can take some off Rachel's hands too... When men get
really happy with their sexual pleasure, sperm always comes out.
Sperm is wonderful -- it's the stuff of life. Every one of you
got started when your daddy -- that would be me or our late
Patriarch Luke -- let some of that out up inside your mommy. So
it's wonderful when men let it out. It's also a sign that they
felt really good and had an orgasm like Esther did. They always
feel good when the sperm comes out, and the sperm always comes
out when they feel good. So if you help a man make it come out,
you've done a good thing. So you can swallow it, or wipe it on
your legs -- or even better, wipe it down on your private lips.
You are blessed to have sperm on you!"

"Now we get to the next part... the sperm goes into the woman to
start her baby. Where does it go? Her vagina!... Now Rachel here
is a big girl, big enough to take sperm inside of her, so I'll
have her show you her vagina... You can take your underwear off
now, Rachel... That's good... Now spread your legs and spread
your lips... see how Rachel's got the same slit that you do, but
it's bigger, and there's hair around it. And while before you all
admired how what you had inside your lips was wonderful, we can
see on Rachel what it's for, when you get older. Rachel's vagina
and everything around it is also something she can be very proud
of. There is a big hole there -- that's the vagina. You all have
one, but it's pretty small until a girl grows up. But Rachel is
grown up. Now, Rachel, put a finger inside the opening... way up
inside... That's where Mark's penis is going to go in a little
while.... He pointed to Mark. And see how it got long and stiff
again as he's thinking about doing that? When you girls are with
a man, it's a good sign that he's thinking about sex and ready to
have pleasure when his penis gets long and hard like that.... So
your vaginas are too small to take a penis like Mark's, but you
should experiment now to see how deep and wide your vaginas are.
Find the hole down there inside your lips. Try putting your
little finger in it..."

"It's wet in there!" said little Ruth, one of Peter's own
daughters.

"That's right... It got wet when you were playing around before.
When you're a big girl, the wet helps the penis go in smoothly so
it feels good. And now the wet should help you get your finger up
there. Don't hurt yourself, but see how far it goes... Now Sarah
here, she's not so far away from being a woman, and see how far
in her finger goes in? See how she's got two in, side by side...
Be sure to rub yourself too, Rachel, so Mark's penis will go in
smoothly... So now, girls, move your finger in and out, in and
out, over and over again. That's how a penis moves inside a
vagina... Maybe you'll notice it feels a little bit good? Women
and big girls think it feels very good... And now, finally, what
they've been waiting for, let's watch Mark and Rachel have sex
for the first time... Rachel lies on her back with her legs
apart, and Mark gets up on top of her, like that... And now
Rachel holds her lips open and helps Mark aim, and... He slides
it in..."

Mark gasped, and so did Rachel, to feel sex for the first time.
"And for all we know, maybe when Mark is done and shoots out his
sperm inside Rachel, it will start a baby inside her! That would
be a nephew or niece for each of you."

Peter hadn't even finished saying those sentences before Mark
pushed deep into Rachel and groaned, then relaxed.

"So, Mark shot sperm out -- you can tell because he's relaxed
now. That one was very quick! That sometimes happens. Nature has
wired the two of them to make a baby inside Rachel, and that's
all it would take... Now sperm is up inside her, and it might be
on its way to make her pregnant... And now as Mark pulls his
penis out, see how it's slick from the juices? That's sperm and
also the juice that Rachel made to help it go in smoothly. And
his penis is getting soft again. That's also nature's way... the
penis had to be hard to get up into the vagina, but now the sperm
has come out, it can get soft and small again... You really liked
that, Mark?"

"A whole lot!" said Mark.

"And what about you, Rachel? Did you like it a lot?"

"It was amazing!"

"Did you have an orgasm?"

"No..."

"Yeah, it would be really surprising if Rachel got an orgasm from
sex that was so quick like that... Maybe Mark's penis will get
hard again... I'd be happy if they did it once more... You
willing to have Mark do it to you again, Rachel?"

Rachel nodded enthusiastically.

"So sperm is wonderful -- holy, even. It's wonderful if you get
to feel and see and taste some. But the very best place for sperm
-- the most holy place -- is up inside a woman's vagina -- or a
big girl's vagina."

"So is Rachel pregnant now?" asked Esther.

"We don't know. It has to be a particular time of month that a
girl or woman can get pregnant at all, and often it doesn't
happen. Usually when a man and woman are trying to make a baby,
they do it over and over again. It might only take once, but it
usually takes many times... Oh, and look what I see! Mark's penis
is hard again. You feel like sliding that into your girl Rachel,
Mark?"

He nodded enthusiastically.

"And are you willing to have him slide it into you?" he asked
Rachel.

"Very, very much!" she said.

"So gather round and watch," said Peter. "See how the penis tip
goes in and you can't see it, but you can see the shaft going in
and out. And you see Rachel's lips sliding first one way and then
the other as the penis goes in and out."

"Doesn't it hurt?" asked Ruth.

"No, not at all!" moaned Rachel. "It's the best feeling ever!"

"It's one of God's mysteries, how big girls think it's so great,
but little girls aren't interested at all. But it also makes
sense -- since you can't get pregnant, God doesn't make you want
to do something that doesn't make babies."

"See it going in and out, over and over again. Every time a man
has sex and shoots sperm, it takes longer for him to be ready to
do it again. So the first time with Rachel's hand it didn't take
long at all, and then the second time when his body could tell he
was finally in a girl who he might make pregnant, that took no
time at all either. But now it's been a while, and he can go on
and on like that, in and out. And they're both having a wonderful
time." The expression on Rachel's face and Mark's face made it
clear that he was right.

"Now, probably Rachel wouldn't have an orgasm just from that...
she and Mark would have to work at it and find things that are
just right to make that happen. But she can have one another way.
Rachel, why don't you put your fingers in there between you and
Mark, there by the part that feels really good. So as Mark pumps
in and out, you touch there, whatever way feels best. You mind
she's doing that?" he asked Mark.

"No, it's great! I like the idea she's feeling really good while
I do it to her."

Rachel smiled up at him, and seemed to relax a little. Her
fingers moved, just a little bit compared to Mark's penis
plunging in and out. In just thirty seconds, she gasped and
groaned and shuddered.

"Oh, yeah!" said Mark. "That was so cool!" Rachel removed her
fingers, and he shoved his penis in harder than ever, fast and
deep, and ten seconds later he groaned and relaxed, then let
himself down on her and kissed her.

"You see they both had a marvelous time. And now more sperm is
swimming around inside Rachel. It's trying to make her pregnant
too..."

Just for a moment he felt a flash of anger at the idea of some
boy having sex with his daughter, but it quickly passed.

"So, that's how grown-ups have sex. And no man is going to stick
his penis in you, because your vaginas are too small. But there
will be other ways that they can have fun and feel great and give
you their wonderful sperm. You saw Rachel do it one way at the
start when she rubbed his penis."

And as he looked around, Peter thought this training had been a
success. Each girl looked interested and happy, and none of them
were covering up their girl lips down below.

Then he realized that he hadn't once emphasized how this was
God's will. "Praise the Lord! All this is holy in His eyes!"

"Amen!" said the girls.

Now the hope was that the enthusiasm would carry over to when the
first men arrived.

Rachel had fulfilled the first part of her bargain with Peter --
she had demonstrated sex to the other girls in great detail. In a
later session she demonstrated how to give a man oral sex, and
swallowed all of Mark's ejaculation.

The second part of the bargain would be ongoing for the next two
years. She had to let every man who wanted to slide his penis
into her vagina and achieve his pleasure there. A great many men
wanted to exactly that, especially as she was the only girl with
a vagina that was big enough to be penetrated.

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Robert noted that he was the only man in the sex suite, and he
had an idea.

"Could you all gather around, please?" he said... Eight girls
gathered, looking at him affectionately. He took all his clothes
off, and revealed a thin, toned body. He was 26 years old. He
also revealed a stiff penis.

"You remember my name is Robert... Are you all OK with me being
naked with my penis like this?"

"Yes... sure... of course..." said the girls. He scanned the
girls' faces for any who were looking away, or pouting, or
scowling. There were none.

"God likes your penis hard like that," said a girl.

"Esther, may I lift your skirt?"

Esther lifted her skirt.

"Oh, that's great, but I just want you to answer. You answer my
question, see? Say 'You may', or 'You may not'... Esther, may I
lift your skirt?"

"You may."

He lifted the skirt and gave her the front hem to hold.

"Esther, may I touch the front of your panties?"

"You may."

Robert gently touched the front of her panties where girls are
different from boys.

After many seconds of gentle stroking, he said, "Esther, may I
pull your panties down?"

"You may."

Robert pulled the panties down to reveal her girl parts, and the
sight made him moan briefly.

"Esther, would you please sit on that sofa... keep your skirt up
out of the way and spread your legs."

She followed instructions with a good-natured smile. Robert knelt
in front of her, and caressed the inside of her thighs up near
where they came together.

"Esther, may I call your girl parts your 'pussy'?"

"You may." There were a few murmurs, but no giggles -- probably
others had called what she had there a pussy before.

"Esther, may I spread your pussy lips apart?"

"You may."

"Esther, may I... please, may I lick your pussy?"

"You may."

Robert lowered his head and licked, amazed and excited. Esther
wiggled and cooed with excitement.

Robert got to his feet. "Esther, may I kiss my cock tip against
your pussy?"

"You may."

"I know I can't push it in..."

Robert nestled the tip of his stiff cock right between Esther's
lips. It was an amazing sight.

"Thank you, Esther," he said, standing up and leaning over to
kiss her cheek. He remembered they were all members of a serious
church. "Blessed be the Lord, who has revealed how good sexual
pleasure is!"

"Amen!" said several of the girls.

He moved on to Ruth, who was standing on the other side of the
circle against another sofa.

"Ruth, may I lift your skirt?"

"You may."

"Ruth, may I touch the front of your panties?"

"You may."

He started through the same list of questions, then heard some
whispered conversations behind him.

"He didn't ask you to do that."

"No, but he's with Ruth now."

"I don't know..."

Esther then said, "Robert, may I rub myself between the legs to
get happy? You got me so excited..."

Robert smiled. "Yes, you may, Esther! God approves!" He glanced
at the girl rubbing herself with great care and concentration,
then returned to Ruth.

He went through the same routine with her, all the way to kissing
his cock tip against her pussy lips.

He went through the girls, one by one. He heard a few whispers,
and a girl leaving and coming back.

He got to Sarah, the second-oldest of the bunch.

"Sarah, may I lift your skirt?"

"You may."

When Robert lifted her skirt, she wasn't wearing any panties.

She smirked at him, and he looked at her steadily, thinking for a
moment.

"Sarah, would you rather go put some panties on, or would you
rather I spank you?"

Sarah hesitated just a moment. "I would rather you spank me."

The other girls giggled and whispered excitedly.

"Robert, may I take off my dress and kneel on the bed and stick
my butt up in the air so you can spank it?"

"You may."

The big girl's butt on display was very erotic. He leaned over
and began spanking her, not very hard.

"Robert, will you spank me harder?" Robert spanked a little
harder. "The Lord says spanking me is good... Harder? ....
Harder?"

Robert was amazed at how hard he spanked her with her still
asking for more.

"OK, that's hard enough."

The other girls were dancing around, laughing and giggling, at
this unusual turn of events.

Sarah turned and sat, smirking at Robert once more.

"Sarah, will you please resume the position you were in?"

Sarah did, and Robert approached her from behind.

"Sarah, may I spread your pussy lips?"

"You didn't ask if you could call it my pussy."

"No, I didn't. When a girl asks to be spanked, she gives up the
right to object to calling her vulva her pussy."

"Who says?"

Robert thought fast. "God says!"

Sarah smiled and looked away. The big girls were giggling and
talking among themselves, the little girls were more confused.

"May I lick your pussy?"

"You may."

Robert licked Sarah's pussy from behind. She then gave him
permission to nestle his cock tip between her spread lips. This
was very close to doggy-style sex. He grabbed her hips and pushed
forward gently, then pulled back and pressed again gently. He
knew he couldn't penetrate her, and she knew he knew and he was
glad she apparently trusted him.

When he pulled away, he said, "Sarah, may I put a pair of
underpants on you?"

More mirth in the room. "You may."

There were several pairs of underpants here and there around the
room. Esther pointed to a pair, and Robert held them for Sarah to
step into, then pulled them up on her. He smiled and kissed her
on the cheek.

She smiled and kissed his cheek in return.

Robert continued his routine, now going down in age through the
remaining girls. All of them said, "You may" to his every
question. That meant that at the end of his time with each one,
he beheld his cock tip nestled between the pussy lips of every
girl.

Then he turned to Rachel, the last girl -- the big girl -- and
asked the same questions. This time he asked her to lie back on a
bed, and got to the point of licking her between the legs. She
had hair down there, naturally, so it was a bit different, but
also very exciting.

"Rachel, may I take your dress off?"

Only then did he ask if he could put the tip of his cock against
her pussy.

"You may." The whole big girl was then exposed to him, with
breasts and hips, but still not a full-grown woman by any means.

He mounted her. "Rachel, may I press the tip of my cock between
your pussy lips?"

"You may."

He switched to a whisper. "Rachel, may I push my cock into your
pussy?"

"You may."

He gasped as he felt his tip enter her wet, tight vagina.

"May I pull it out again? ... May I push it in again? ... May I
keep going back and forth?"

To each question, she answered, "You may."

"Rachel, may I call your pussy a cunt?"

"You may!"

Robert pressed in and out urgently.

"May I fuck your cunt good and hard?"

"You may!"

Robert was pounding away, gritting his teeth.

"Rachel... May I ejaculate in your vagina?"

"You may!"

"May I come in your cunt?"

"You may!"

"May I shoot gobs and gobs of sperm way up inside?"

"You may!"

And Robert did, yelling, "Yes, yes, yes!" as he lunged deep and
held still -- dumping gobs and gobs of sperm way up inside.

"Oh, thank you so, so much!" he murmured to Rachel as he slid off
and lay on his back, chest heaving.

She snuggled up against his side, and said, "Giving sexual
pleasure is good!"

He heard Sarah whispering to the other girls, then Esther said,
"Robert, may we try some stuff we think you might like?"

"You may," he said.

It seemed not very long after that he opened his eyes to behold
seven newly naked girls.

"May I slide your finger up my vagina?" asked Ruth, kneeling on
the bed beside him.

"You may."

"May I lick your penis clean?" asked Sarah.

"You may!"

"May I ride on you like a horse?" asked Esther.

"You may," he said, and the girl got up, straddling his stomach
and thrusting her pelvis up and down.

"May I kiss your cheek?" said the smallest voice of all.

"You may," he said.

And so Robert found himself covered with naked girl flesh,
laughing and giggling. Girls who had his finger up their pussy
holes were pushed aside by others who wanted to do the same
thing.

The game died down and the girls drifted away and got dressed.
Rachel was still beside him.

That whole game had been fun, but it had been awfully fun before,
coming in her pussy. So very much fun. His penis became very
stiff again. "Rachel, may I copulate with you again?"

"You may," said the big girl.

Robert did, rolling over onto her, sliding it in, and fucking a
good long time before delivering more spunk way up inside her.

He dozed briefly until he heard the next man come in. Then he got
up, retrieved his clothes, and went for a shower and a rest in
his own bed.

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Peter's daughter Esther became very popular, at her tender age of
five. It was easy to lick her to an orgasm -- though Robert
hadn't known that. It wasn't so hard to get her to come with some
simple finger pulses as well, for those men who didn't like
eating out small girls. She easily understood that when the men
had their climaxes, they were feeling as good as she did when she
had hers. As a loving little girl, she wanted to make them happy.
She didn't mind giving oral sex and letting men shoot it into her
mouth, though reviews noted that she couldn't really smile if she
had a cock in her mouth. Men found her small fingers wrapped
around their cock, going up and down, very alluring. They could
tell she wanted to make them happy. That became the best-reviewed
way of climaxing with her, spurting sperm onto her chest or
stomach or labia, and watching her smile of utter delight as it
happened. Just as Peter intended, she viewed the sticky sperm as
a sign of success all around -- they had felt good, she had
helped them feel good, and the world was awash in more of the
holy substance.

The other girls got plenty of good reviews too, but Esther often
got mentioned specially.

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The older of Peter's two original wives was Muriel. He had
offered to bring sexual pleasure into their marital relations at
the same time as the other wives, but she had resisted. It wasn't
right, she felt. So they had continued their quickies, Peter's
cock sliding into Muriel's vagina and within a minute delivering
the semen that was both his marital right and duty.

Now they were in bed again, on her regular night, and she stopped
him.

"I confess, Peter, that I had serious doubts about your plan of
getting the girls to have sex with men outside. But... it's
amazing, they seem to love it so much."

"I'm glad that you have seen your way to accept God's will," said
Peter solemnly.

"But I was thinking... if it's good for the girls, then..."

"Yes," said Peter. He was going to make her come right out and
say it.

"Then, well, maybe you and I could do things a little
differently."

"I would be delighted to, my sweet," he said, helping her remove
her nightgown and panties, as she helped him out of his pajamas
and underpants.

"Oh my, oh my!" she said as he sucked lustily on her nipples.

"Oh dear, oh dear!" she said as he worked his fingers gently over
her pussy parts and then inside, in the ways that females like.

"What about you?" she asked, fully aroused.

"Maybe we can get to that later, but for now let's just do it."

Peter slid over onto her, into mating position, and slid his cock
inside.

"Oh, it goes in so smooth and easy!" she said.

"Yes, doesn't it? And I love feeling your flesh on mine..."

"That is lovely, Peter."

"Now I propose that we settle in for a good, long fuck."

"Peter!"

"Well, it's not the sort of religious swearing that is a sin
against God. It's just about sex."

"Well..."

"Unnnh, unnnh, unnnh, unnnh!" he grunted as he rowed back and
forth. "Does that hurt?"

"No, I confess... not at all!"

"You like your husband's cock, fucking your pussy?"

"Oh, so many new words..."

"Say it, say 'Fuck your cock deep into my pussy!' "

"Peter!"

"Ah, you like it... admit it, be proud of it!"

"I don't know..."

"Let me consult God and see whether he commands you to say those
words..."

Muriel gave a hint of a smile, and then said, 'Fuck your cock
deep into my pussy'...

"Say it like you mean it..."

"Fuck your cock deep into my pussy! Fuck it in! Deep! Deep up my
cunt!" She laughed then, and hugged Peter tight.

"That's better!" said Peter.

And so Peter fucked, and Muriel told him how good it felt and
asked him to keep fucking, and he kept telling her what a good
fuck she was and kept fucking her for the better part of an hour.

"I am getting a bit sore, Peter," she said.

"Very well, I'll finish and seed you."

He thrust harder and in 30 seconds said, "Oh, baby! What a good
fuck!" as his sperm pulsed out.

Muriel looked happy. No orgasm, but there would be time for more
on other nights. Time for licking her out, time for her to be on
top, maybe even time to do her from the rear. But they could take
it gradually, one step at a time.

Peter was glad.

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David had his own room for sleeping, but part of what he had
bought as part of his "vacation package" was the right to visit
any of the girls during the night. They slept in two bedrooms,
four to a room, each in her own bed.

His memory of his encounter with Ruth was vivid and entirely
positive, but he also wanted to get his cock into a vagina. And
the one girl with a vagina that was big enough was Rachel, the
oldest. When all the girls were asleep, he got up. He was
sleeping in nothing but briefs, but now he took them off and
headed out completely naked. He found Rachel's bed in the
semi-darkness and slid into bed beside her. She was sound asleep
and only woke gradually. She didn't seem surprised to find a man
she had barely met in bed with her. After yawning and stretching,
she looked over at him.

"David... Hello, David, what can I do for you?"

"I... if you don't mind, I'd like to have sex with you. You know,
the regular kind."

"Oh, I'd be happy to do that. The Lord is pleased when girls give
men pleasure."

David smiled, pulled down the covers, and slid his hand up under
Rachel's nightgown. She wasn't wearing any panties. He pulled the
nightgown off her completely and feasted his eyes on her. He was
most excited by younger girls, but found Rachel plenty sexy too.
He dove in to suck on one breast, then the other, briefly. "You
ready to get it, down below?" he said.

"Sure," she said.

"But is your pussy hot and wet?"

"Not especially."

"Can I use my fingers to make to make it hotter and wetter?"

"Sure can! I'd like that."

As he massaged her between the legs, she made little contented
sounds. "If you sucked my breast again that would help too," she
said with a smile. "If you don't mind, that is."

David didn't mind at all.

"OK, I'm hot and wet," she said.

David turned over onto her, found her opening below, and pressed
in. She was right, she was hot and wet and her pussy gave his
cock a tight hug. He closed his eyes and imagined Ruth below him,
and imagined his cock thrusting into Ruth's hot and wet pussy.

"You mind being quiet from now on?" he said.

"No," said Rachel with a smile.

"Why the smile?"

"It's happened before. You want to imagine I'm Ruth?" She shifted
her voice to a higher register. "OK, I'm Ruth, do me!" She lifted
her head briefly to kiss him.

David smiled, then closed his eyes, and slid his cock in and out
of this wonderful, alluring vagina. In under a minute he lunged
and spurted, holding still to feel his cock contracting, over and
over.

"Thanks -- Ruth," he said. He kept his eyes shut, imagining that
his cock was sliding out of the small girl. He returned to his
bed.

He slept, but woke before dawn, thinking once again of Ruth. He
got up naked and headed to her bed. It was in the other room from
Rachel's. He slid in beside her.

She stirred and looked at him with a smile. "David," she said.
"Hello, David." After a moment, she spoke again, her soft voice
replaced by a whisper. "I'm a bad girl."

"Why's that?" David whispered.

"I... I don't like to have a penis in my mouth. It's a sin if I
don't let a man, so I never say no but I don't like it."

"Well, Ruth, I would be delighted to never ask you to take my
penis in your mouth. I wasn't going to anyway."

"Oh, goody," she said, and grabbed David in a tight hug as they
lay on their sides.

"Do you mind it when a man licks you down there between the
legs?"

"No," said Ruth with a twinkle in her eye. "I don't mind that at
all... but only if a man really wants to."

"Oh, I really want to. I want you to feel as good as you can. You
let me know what feels good and what doesn't?"

Ruth smiled and kissed him on the nose.

With both of them naked and the covers pulled back, David
caressed Ruth's luscious body with both hands on his way down
below her, where he settled in to explore her hairless folds with
his tongue. He put his arms up beside her torso, and she took
each hand of his in her matching hand. He licked, and she
squeezed when it felt especially good.

Minutes went by, squeezes became clutches, her fingernails biting
into his hands. Then she yelled. A big, loud yell as she
climaxed. The other three girls in the room stirred in their
beds.

"What was that?" said a small voice.

"Just Ruth having some sexual pleasure," said an older girl.
"Amen."

"That musta felt really, really good!" said the small voice
again.

"Yeah, really musta," said a girl of intermediate age. "You still
with us, Ruth, or did God take you to heaven with that one?"

"I'm still here," moaned Ruth.

"Well, the Lord be praised," said the older voice.

"What do you want for you?" said Ruth softly to David.

"Oh, I'll just wank myself," he said. As he got into mounting
position, he saw a small girl standing beside them in nothing but
underpants.

"Can I watch?" she asked, the owner of the smallest voice he had
heard before.

David considered, and had a naughty thought. "You can watch if
you pull your panties down while you watch."

"Only fair," came the voice of the oldest girl.

The girl smiled and pulled them down and off.

David held Ruth's lips apart and lodged his cock tip into her
moist flesh, as snug as it could be without going into her. And
he began wanking himself. Oh, that felt good! He glanced to the
side at the little girl's slit.

Just then the little girl came closer, wrapped her arms around
David from the side, thrust her little sexy part against him, and
nibbled his ear.

"Oh, oh, oh!" said David, loud, as he pressed his cock tip tight
against Ruth and exploded with orgasm. Some of the sticky goo
went into Ruth, he was sure. The rest made a mess in her
vestibule.

"That was pretty amazing," he panted to the little girl, who was
standing beside the bed again.

"Thought you might like it," she said, running back to bed.

"You forgot your underpants!" They were lying on the floor.

"No worries," said the oldest voice. "Doesn't matter. We can do
God's work without underpants."

David lay down partway on Ruth and kissed her. She kissed him
back, eagerly.

After nearly a minute of this, the intermediate-age girl sang
out, "David and Ruth, sittin' in a tree, K I S S I N G."

David smiled but got up and went to her bed. "You naughty girl!"
he said, pulling the covers down. He turned her over onto her
stomach, pulled her nightgown up to her waist, and spanked her
panty-clad butt -- but not hard. She and the biggest girl both
laughed.

But David wanted his Ruth, so he returned to her bed, where he
saw her sliding the sperm from her labia into her vagina -- the
part that hadn't gone there when he spurted. When he lay beside
her, she stopped and they clutched each other in a tight hug,
kissing some more.

Ruth looked relaxed and happy, and quickly drifted off to sleep.
David held the sleeping girl a few minutes longer, taking in her
precious girly essence, trying to etch every detail in his mind,
before easing her onto her back and slipping back to his room.
Outside, the black sky was just starting to shift to gray. The
other three girls looked to be asleep.

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Men had already been paying a fair sum for a day in the Holy
Fundamentalist Mormon Church of Jacob and Paul -- nothing short
of $2,000. With reviews like the one David gave, interest soared
and with it the price.

Naturally a few of the women had been upset by this particular
vision of Peter -- the one that had given rise to a high-end
children's whorehouse, as they uncharitably put it. The girls
themselves had a more open mind on the subject.

Peter's next revelation was a broad one to the effect that it was
fine to partake of earthly pleasures, with no need to be austere.
They still said grace at meals and had a couple church services a
week, but the women soon perceived that it was more a matter of
honoring tradition than deep conviction.

Peter had invested some money from the first in making the sex
suite appealing and up-to-date. But quickly things changed in the
rest of the compound as well. The buildings were repaired inside
and out and the dirt road paved. Hamburgers for dinner became
commonplace. The girls got to choose lots of fancy outfits just
for themselves, along with a few to wear when they were in the
apartment with the men. Peter had a sizable area cleared and
planted with grass so the children (mostly the boys) could play
sports of various kinds. Elaborate play houses for inside and
intricate climbing structures for outside appeared.

Peter still did expect strict discipline in a few matters. He
strictly forbade any electronic communication that provided
direct knowledge of the outside world, and he was the only who
left the premises. His own internet activity, used for scheduling
and payment, was strictly under lock and key. He also still
insisted that the children engage in rigorous home schooling.

The women suspected that the ban on communication with the
outside world was so that the children didn't realize they were
being abused. However, they too got as much in the way of fancy
clothes as they wanted. A housekeeper, a cook, a gardener, and
two nannies were hired to do most of the work. It turned out that
all of the hired help were fugitives, repentant and reformed, but
with the strongest incentive to say no word about anything
suspicious they observed.

The women reflected that they didn't miss the serious religion
very much. In retrospect, Luke had ruled their lives, making them
live in poverty, work hard, and share one man among them. While
Peter now ruled their lives instead, the rules were much easier.
Above all what won their acquiescence was that the girls all
seemed to be happy and thriving, The sex games they played with
the men seemed to do them no harm, instead filling them with a
sense of confidence. And darned if many girls didn't really enjoy
sexual pleasure themselves if given the opportunity and
encouragement.

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Another aspect of the situation was the boys. His plan was all
about girls, and had no role for boys. He had heard online that
there were men who were interested in being sexual with boys. He
was horrified. He had been taught that homosexuality was a
grievous sin! Yet on the female side Caroline and Hannah seemed
so happy together. And as for men and boys, why not? The girls
were telling them all what a great time they had with the men,
and some of the boys were jealous. After wrestling with his
conscience and asking the Lord for guidance, Peter decided that
if He had approved of relaxation of so many of the sexual rules
he had been taught, perhaps it was not so bad if he relaxed this
one too. Sexual pleasure was good. Making other people sexually
happy was good. And if the boys were interested...

He wanted no part of it himself. Caroline and Hannah agreed to
take care of the logistics. And sure enough, there was soon a
stream of men visiting the boys in the sex suite that Caroline
set up for them. It was in the farthest of the three buildings.
The Church's income nearly doubled.

Despite his best efforts to stay away from that whole side of the
operation, Peter couldn't help hearing comments like, "It's so
cool they just want to suck my dick!" and "When he gets the good
feeling all this stuff shoots out... Can't wait 'til I'm old
enough to do that", and "I actually like the taste of the stuff
myself."

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One problem was a shortage of vaginas. Well, not really, since
all the girls had vaginas. The shortage was of vaginas that men
could slide their penises into to achieve what was in an
important sense the ultimate in satisfaction.

On the whole, men whose desire was to penetrate a mature vagina
could meet their needs with adult women -- the world was full of
women and even adult prostitutes were a dime a dozen. The men who
visited Peter's church were inclined towards younger girls. They
recognized that such girls do not have suitable vaginas. And yet
the desire to penetrate did not disappear simply because it was
not physically possible.

The only vagina that was available was of his own eldest daughter
Rachel.

Rachel slept in the sex suite most nights, and her vagina was
often used by men, over and over again, meaning she didn't sleep
so well. As a result, she got to sleep in in the morning in her
own room with Mark. Any girl who got so much attention at night
that it interfered with good sleep could take a night off now and
then to sleep soundly. But as the possessor of the only fuckable
vagina, there was a lot of pressure on Rachel to be there almost
every night. She asked some guys if they would mind if she fell
asleep while they fucked her. Some thought the idea was hot, and
others were OK with it. Far better than no vagina at all to fuck!
And if Rachel was asleep while they fucked, some men felt no
hurry, and just fucked away for over an hour.

Rachel got to sleep with Mark every morning and have sex with
him, and after two years she would be free of any need to serve
in the sex suite. It was a lot better than being married to dour
Mr. Johnson in a strict and up-tight household, who would maybe
wham-bang fuck her now and then and perhaps impregnate her. As
for impregnation, Peter had procured for Rachel The Pill. She
took one every day from the round dispenser, moving on to a new
one every month. She needed no encouragement, since she surely
didn't want to bear the baby of a random man from the sex suite.
When the two years were up, then she could go off the pill when
she wanted in order to have Mark's babies.

Rachel had dared to ask if Martha was also going to help in the
sex suite, and Peter said that she was legally married -- to the
voice of God on earth, no less -- so that was totally different,
and out of the question. Fidelity in marriage was holy! Besides,
she was older, and the men who would visit the girls would like
them on the younger side.

But Rachel with her vagina was just one girl. Peter realized he
needed a vagina farm team, a metaphor that made him smile even as
the thought embarrassed him. He emphasized repeatedly that it was
good for a girl of any age to explore her vagina with fingers to
see just how big it was, and to encourage men to explore as well
within the limits of what was comfortable. With their own
fingers, it was good for the girls to push the limits of depth
and breadth as long as it didn't hurt too much.

The next oldest girl after Rachel was Sarah, the youngest of his
own lovers. She reported that she could get three of her fingers
in. How did fingers translate to penis size? Peter bought a
number of dildos of varying dimensions to help investigate this.
It turned out that she was already big enough to accommodate five
percent of men -- determined from a helpful online resource.
Online contacts told him that he could command an astronomical
price for the taking of Sarah's virginity, but there would be
potential problems with verification. The cash flow was going
very well in any event, and Peter listened to God and determined
that it was His will that Peter himself take Sarah's virginity.
Peter determined that in girth he himself was in the 40th
percentile.

Hormones began to pulse more strongly within Sarah. Her nipples
were already notably different from a boy's. The hormones also
worked in conjunction with Sarah's explorations between her legs.
She was nearly 11 when she reported that she could accommodate a
dildo that Peter knew mapped to the 42nd percentile.

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"God has told me it's time, Sarah."

"For what?"

"For you to accept a penis inside your vagina."

"Oh, great!"

"God also told me it was to be my penis."

She hugged him. "That would be nice! You've wanted to get in for
so long now, and I can finally fulfill God's mission for me and
let you!"

Sarah had of course been engaging in lots of sexual play with the
men in the company of all the other girls. She asked if Peter
would like to do it to her with all the other girls watching --
sexual pleasure was good, there was no need for shame, and surely
if Sarah was now old enough to accept the cock of God's
representative on earth, that was something to celebrate!

But Peter retained his intuitive sense that his status as the
representative of God on earth would be undercut if all the girls
saw him engaged in lust, looking like any other horny man. Sarah
was the youngest girl he had taken to bed -- and he had continued
to do so regularly even after she began joining the group fun and
games. He always did it alone, just the two of them, in Sarah's
bedroom in the main house.

Now Sarah lay on her back, naked with legs spread wide. Peter
beheld her youthful perfection in the candlelight. He had just
licked her to an orgasm -- something she had come to enjoy more
and more over the months since their initial encounter. She was
already sexually satisfied, and her vaginal tissues should be as
engorged and stretchy and wet as they could possibly be. Also
naked, he held himself above her, stiff cock pointing right at
her. He lowered himself into position. His cock had nestled
inside her vestibule many times before, but this was to be
different. He pressed and her tissues did not immediately yield.
He pressed again and there was still resistance.

"You sure this is going to work?" he said.

"I press harder than that with the dildo," she said
matter-of-factly.

"Well, be sure to tell me if it hurts."

"Of course."

He pressed harder and harder still, and then he felt her vagina
opening up to accept his intrusion. His cock tip went in! He
pulled back a millimeter or two and pressed forward again and it
went deeper... and deeper still. Dildo reconnaissance had
reported that a full penetration would not be possible. But he
had no way of transforming measured centimeters of depth into his
sensations as he penetrated her. It was just sexy and wonderful
and he wanted more. He would trust her to tell him if it hurt.

"That feels nice!" said Sarah. "So much nicer than a dildo!
It's... alive! You can go deeper... Wow, I never got the dildo in
that far before! I feel stuffed... by something alive!" She
laughed when she said that. After his next deeper penetration,
she winced and said, "OK, that's far enough."

With the limit of his intrusion specified, he went back to the
simple, in and out motion of sex, looking at his gorgeous girl
with the breast buds. She was very tight around him below --
tight and hot and wet. He would like to make it last, but... his
mate was already satisfied, and the drive was so strong... In and
out he pressed, pleasure building, and as he pressed deep -- but
not too deep -- he convulsed. "Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God!"
he moaned, delivering his seed of life into Sarah, pulse after
pulse. He let himself down on her gently and turned his head to
the side as he caught his breath. Was this in fact the best sex
he'd ever had in his life?

When he raised his head, Sarah was smiling at him. "That was
cool! You seemed so, so happy!" She gave a devilish smile. "So
fucking happy!"

"Sarah!" he said.

"Hey, you took the name of the Lord in vain.. not once, not
twice, but three times!"

Peter opened his mouth to reply but closed it again. He had
nothing befitting of his status as God's representative on earth
to say. Instead, he just winced sheepishly.

"A penis is so cool in there!" she said. "It's nicer all around.
More flexible. And alive. And now it's shrinking, and dildos
never shrink. And best of all, it makes you so happy!"

Peter rolled slowly off of Sarah and onto his side. His cock
slithered out, and Sarah inspected things down there.

"It's wet, but the main goop stayed up inside! So tidy! Praise
the Lord!"

Usually Peter rested briefly and then got up after sex, but this
time he just snuggled against Sarah, his middle-aged
far-from-perfect skin against hers that was so young and indeed
perfect. His body was so much larger than hers. He felt sleepy
and decided to let himself relax. Perhaps he actually dozed for a
moment, but Sarah's subtle shift in position woke him again.

He drew back a bit and looked at her. His cock surged strongly to
life.

"Sexual pleasure is good," said Sarah.

He nodded.

"Would God's representative on earth care to slide his holy
phallus into his servant Sarah's vagina for another round?"

Peter thought he might need to chastise her for such a flip
remark... but the prospect of what she offered was so much more
compelling. He eased over onto her, and her fingers guided him
inside. It was all perfect. It made him feel like fucking, so he
fucked. He fucked and fucked and fucked. In and out, gently,
pleasure suffusing his body, his mind -- and his soul.

"Oooo, that feels good... sort of like when you lick, but not as
strong... You mind if I seek a bit of pleasure at the same time?"

No, Peter didn't mind. Rachel and Mark had demonstrated that
during the very first teaching session. He felt her fingers creep
in between his pubic bone and hers and felt the slightest flutter
as he pumped away, fucking and fucking and fucking.

Suddenly Sarah gasped and bucked -- and he felt her pussy
contracting around him! A girl orgasming while he was fucking her
-- that was a rarity, and all the more wonderful with a girl with
an almost completely flat chest. He pumped harder, now more
urgently, and then he orgasmed himself. This time he stopped
himself from saying anything in the heat of passion that he would
later regret.

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The news that Sarah's vagina was now open for business caused a
notable surge in demand. At first Peter screened for penis size,
only approving those in the 40th percentile or below. But from a
combination of hormones, frequent semen deliveries, sexy
experience, and whatever else, Sarah was soon able to accommodate
all penises but the largest freaks of nature. She liked being the
center of attention in the sex suite. Lots of men went straight
for her in a beeline. Others played around with the younger girls
but ended up with cock pressed deep into Sarah, spurting away.

Rachel was delighted to share the burden, and in fact almost
every man preferred Sarah to her. She even felt a twinge of
jealousy, but mostly happy that she needed to spread her legs
less often and could report to Mark sometimes that not a single
man had fucked her that day in the sex suite.

Lots of men didn't like things to be too soupy up inside of
Sarah, so she excused herself after every second dose of sperm to
sit on the toilet and finger out the bulk of the last couple
men's contributions before accepting the next one.

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Children are often disappointed when there are age limits they
don't meet. "Wait until your older" can be an exasperating
explanation. There was no lower age limit on participation in the
sex suite. No one expects babies to understand such concepts as
"sexual pleasure is good". If they didn't like something the men
wanted to do, the men naturally stopped and no one tried to
convince the baby girls to feel otherwise about it. But if the
girl's reaction was neutral or positive, there was no obstacle.

Girls who could just crawl would soak in all the sexual activity
around them as they soaked in everything else in their
environment. If a man wanted to pull her diaper down, rub his
penis, and spurt goo onto her private parts, most girls were at
worst perplexed. Quite often a girl was amused, or happy at the
approval that she got from her sisters as they watched.

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One year passed, and then another.

Rachel completed her two years of service in the sex suite and
was married to Mark. She told Peter she really had kind of
enjoyed her time giving men sexual pleasure, and was so glad he
had not made her marry Mr. Johnson. Peter confided that it was a
bluff and he never would have made her marry Mr. Johnson.

Luke's daughter Julia was 8 when the sex suite opened, and she
hadn't been much of a hit -- something of an ugly duckling. But
when she was eleven, and her vagina became big enough to take a
man, she became much more popular. Still no swan, exactly, but
she was a friendly 11-year-old girl who could take a penis where
God meant it to go and cheerfully accept a man's load up inside
-- that was no small thing. She also was a master of the pussy
squeeze, and had an uncanny sense of the best time to do it to
enrich a man's climax.

Peter and Martha's baby girl was Mary, and she seemed to be a
charmed baby from the start. She was beautiful, affectionate,
curious, and good-natured.

She was also one of the girls who loved touching herself from a
young age. At the age of two she would masturbate in various ways
-- humping against a teddy bear or the edge of a chair or sofa,
or using her own fingers when in the bath or when she had no
diaper on. She toilet-trained herself early, and they wondered if
part of the reason was so that no diaper was in the way of her
own excursions in pleasure.

She was a hit in the sex suite from the start. Like Esther before
her, men could easily make her come with their tongue or fingers.
Many young girls inserted fingers in their vaginas out of
curiosity. Some did it imitating older girls or because the men
asked them to. But Mary liked inserting a finger into her vagina
just for the fun of it -- because it felt good to her.

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Adam couldn't believe what was on offer. It took him a long time
to convince himself it was not a hoax. But now here he was, at
the "church" in the mountains, alone in a room with Mary -- only
three years old. As he took his clothes off, she quickly got out
of her dress and panties. She stood up on the bed and bounced.
Her eyes fixed on his cock. It was rather floppy, but she went
right for it and caressed it lovingly. It soon became very hard.
Adam's cock had never before been hard in the presence of another
person, for the only people who excited him were small girls.
Very small.

Adam sat on the bed with her, and ran his fingers over her --
face, golden hair, luscious young body. She didn't seem to mind,
but her eyes were fixed on his stiff cock. Adam shifted his
caresses to her private parts, and he noticed how she smiled as
she pulsed his fingers on her labia. She smiled more as he opened
her and slid a finger in.

"Can I... can I lick you?"

She nodded eagerly and lay back. The reviews said she rarely said
a word to the visiting men, and it made her more mysterious. She
made little sounds of pleasure as he licked her magical girl
place. It didn't take long before she gasped and shuddered with
orgasm. After a few moments to recover, she sat up and started
caressing his hard penis. She wanted to give pleasure as well as
receive it.

He had heard she would lovingly take his tip in her mouth, and
when he indicated that's what he wanted, she eagerly complied. He
knelt on the bed, and she sat cross-legged, giving him an
unobstructed view of the girl parts he had just been loving with
his tongue, still flushed from the pleasure she had felt.

Now her mouth and tongue gave a luscious welcome to his penis.
She couldn't take more than the tip inside, but she ran her
fingers lightly up and down his shaft at the same time. He found
the sensations overwhelming, especially combined with the view
between her legs. He shuddered and came in her mouth, gasping and
groaning. She swallowed some of it, and gave a laugh of delight
as soon as his cock slid out of her mouth. Then she fingered the
rest of his sperm from her mouth and lips into her vagina.

When he lay down to catch his breath, she snuggled against him,
kissing his neck and ear and cheek.

This girl was so exciting that his cock didn't stay limp for
long. He got her to lie back with legs spread wide and then
touched his cock against her labia. She held herself up a bit
with one arm behind her so she could participate actively, and
she spread her pussy lips to give his cock a warmer welcome in
her little vestibule. Then as he wanked himself, she licked his
cheek, and then nibbled his ear.

With that sort of welcome it didn't take him long to convulse
again, shooting jets of sperm, at least one going through her
vaginal opening into the snug cavity inside.

She started to snuggle against him, but instead he had her lie
flat and went over her body -- arms, legs, tummy, back -- and
caressed and licked, trying to absorb the divine essence of this
little sexy girl as best he could.

Before long his cock stiffened again, and little Mary took the
initiative to do something else with sex organs. She had him lie
flat on his back and lifted herself up over him, then tucked his
penis tip right into her vestibule again. She pressed down and
let up, over and over. His tip never went inside, but it pressed
harder than he would have dared to himself. She caressed his cock
as she held it in place, but soon changed position. She let his
penis lie flat against his stomach and then mushed her private
parts against it, and slid forward and back. The sensations were
amazing, and the sight of the girl making those thrusting motions
was too much for him, and he soon groaned and ejaculated again.
She giggled briefly, but kept going, her face intent with her own
sexual pleasure. The junction of labia and penis had been plenty
lubricated before, but now sperm made for a thicker and more
luxurious coating for the sexual sliding of flesh on flesh. After
a minute of urgent thrusting, she gasped and shuddered. When she
caught her breath, she sat back and fingered his semen into her
vagina. The semen on her was quite close to the opening already,
and she got some from his glistening organ too.

Adam knew he only had an hour with her and his time was nearly
up. So after a few more caresses and kisses, he got up and
dressed. She just lay back on the bed with a dreamy smile, legs
wide apart.

As he prepared to leave, she stood up, then reached out with her
arms and jumped up. He caught her and let her plaster herself to
him for a face-to-face hug, her legs reaching around his back.
When he let her down, he noticed that some of her pussy juice had
leaked onto his shirt. He would treasure that stain forever.

He'd invested a fair chunk of his modest life savings into this
one visit. He was pretty sure he knew where the rest of it was
going to go.

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Peter had never approached any of his own children sexually. It
was not a matter of resisting temptation, as they simply held no
appeal to him in that regard. Martha and Sarah had both attracted
him, and he had consummated his lust for them. He even found
himself attracted to Emily. But those were all Luke's daughters.
Now there was little Mary. For whatever reason, he found himself
strongly intrigued by her. Could he give expression to his
attraction? He would love to snuggle, but he would also love
more. It wasn't right. He knew it wasn't right.

One evening, however, he was feeling especially aroused, with
images of Mary dancing in his head, and then Esther and then
Ruth. Ruth would be ready to take a penis up her vagina soon...
Every time the vision of a new girl came to him, it made his
heart beat a little faster. It used to be that his daughters
didn't arouse him, but it seemed that had changed. God must have
made it change. And then God told him that it was time... time
for him to make a visit to the sex suite. Sexual pleasure is
good.

For years, images of younger females would occasionally come to
him when having sex with older ones. The image of Martha had come
to him when he was with his older wives at first, and then Sarah
had been the one to intrude after he became intimate with her. He
had fought those mental intrusions, with some success. Making a
visit to the sex suite had the risk that images of even younger
girls might come to him during sex. God made him promise that he
would never reveal these mental intrusions to any of his wives.
That would be an immoral thing to do. Peter was a man of strong
morals. True, God sometimes told him that a thing he used to
think was immoral really wasn't. But he never wavered from his
commitment not to tell his wives when images of younger females
came to his mind during sex.

With that solemn limitation in mind, Peter let himself into the
sex suite after midnight. A man was in bed with one of the girls,
but he headed right for another. He crept into bed with her.
Emily recognized him, but he whispered to her that sexual
pleasure was good. She didn't complain in the least when he
covered her naked body with caresses and licked her between the
legs.

He was hungry for more girl flesh, so he moved on -- and found
himself in bed with Esther. He had always felt that incest was
wrong, but... it didn't feel wrong just then, and besides, God
told him that incest wasn't really incest if a man had so many
wives -- it diluted the bad part, somehow. Esther thought it was
exciting that her daddy wanted her. He fondled her and licked her
to orgasm, and then humped against her leg and her stomach. She
suggested taking her daddy's penis in her mouth, and Peter was
amazed and promptly orgasmed into her mouth. She swallowed it
all, wiped her mouth, and kissed him. He felt relaxed, but the
pull of the other girls was strong.

Then it was on to Ruth. She had an unusually strong sexual
response too, even if her younger sister's was more famous. Her
orgasm convulsed her body strongly. Maybe it ran in the family.

Sarah was surprised to see him in this environment but welcomed
him into her pussy. He unloaded there.

He found little Mary's bed and had an intimate encounter with her
too. She was pretty sleepy, and the visit mostly consisted of him
caressing and soaking in the pleasure of her body from every
angle. But she did have an orgasm in her state of half sleep as
he licked her in that miraculous little place that girls have and
boys don't.

He found himself in bed with a small girl, Luke's youngest
daughter, licking her pussy as she sighed with contentment. He
couldn't at the moment remember her name, but he figured it would
come to him later. When he turned her over and slid his cock up
and down between her butt cheeks, he still couldn't remember. Oh,
well.

He visited Julia last. He wanted to end with his cock in a pussy,
and the legends were true -- she gave a magnificent squeeze just
as he approached climax, adding an extra note to the chord of
orgasmic pleasure.

Word got around that Peter had been in the sex suite, doing
Luke's daughters and his own alike. But if sexual pleasure was
good, it surely was good for the representative of God on earth
as well? It was only consistent.

Peter didn't visit the sex suite very often, but once or twice a
month he indulged and gorged himself on the abundance of small
girl hair and faces and voices and bodies and most of all pussies
-- licking most of them, fucking the few that could be fucked,
finding some other smooth surface on the outside of others to
hump against.

This plan of girls happily and freely giving sexual pleasure to
men -- it worked well!

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Peter invested in a large swimming pool located outdoors, open to
the air when it was pleasant, but covered by a roof and heated in
bad weather or winter. There were Jacuzzis and hot tubs. He
invested in a barn, with horses and ponies that the children
could care for and ride.

He had a helicopter pad constructed a few hundred yards away for
the convenience of high-end customers, with a covered walkway
leading to the buildings of the "church".

He paid some hefty bribes to local officials, so that there was
always plenty of warning before inspectors arrived, including
notably ones who evaluated the welfare of the children. He made
substantial campaign contributions to some state politicians too
to keep attention focused away from him.

Peter slowly stopped hiding from himself the obvious fact that
his revelations from God had taken him a considerable distance
from the revelations of Luke -- or the revelations of all sects
of Mormon fundamentalism, or official Mormonism, or religious
faith itself. As it pertained to what happened in the girls' and
boys' sex suites, his revelations were sharply at odds with
secular society itself.

And then he realized that all the revelations from God had come
from his own mind rather than God. And then he realized that God
didn't exist. He didn't tell the others, but he stopped leading
church services, and they soon ceased altogether.

The purpose of life was to eat, drink, and be merry. Being merry
often involved sex. Society would assume that his flock of
children would all be traumatized, but he knew they would not.
They were a happy and well-adjusted bunch. He himself got immense
pleasure from the younger girls, including his own small
daughters. And he provided a service to other honorable men who
also craved the company of small girls and boys. Even if he and
his family were paid handsomely for providing that service, it
was still service to the world!

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