I can't believe how my life has changed since I've been involved
in little-girl-love sites and the people I've met. I've always
been in love with girls, or women that is since I'm a woman
myself. I sort of knew I was a lesbian when I was very young but
that was a long time ago when it wasn't quite as easy to be out
as it is now.

I guess at that time, being out about women was a lot like being
out now about loving LGs. Same gender-sex was illegal in many
states when I was young but that's another story for another
time. What I want to tell you about now is where I've been and
what I've been up to the last few months that I've been sort of
`out of touch' with you all.

Like I said, I have met so many nice, like minded women on these
sites. I was intrigued at first about the idea of love with a
little girl but I wasn't sure that it was something that I really
wanted to do. I was happy in my relationships with my
girlfriends. Loving with a young person seemed like it might be
troublesome, all that emotion that I've outgrown I never had to
deal with since I didn't have kids of my own, not to mention the
legal issue.

But after a bit of writing and reading stories and emailing and
chatting with others and the forums, well I began to be
enchanted. And then I began to fantasize along with the stories
and the chatting. The women I met online were arousing me to no
end and we would spend hours talking about what we might do if we
had a LG with us and what we might do to each other. I mean I
can't tell you how much time I spent in front of my computer,
naked, jilling off, feet up on the chair I was sitting in, heels
against my butt so that my pussy was as exposed and available to
my hand or my toys as it could be.

And then, of course, there were women in the forum who would
invite me into a private space and tell me they really WERE doing
LGs. Some were doing friend's kids, or relative's kids or kids
they sat for. Most were doing their own kids, girls in the 9 to
12 year old range.

"Really," I would say, not actually believing it at first. But as
the stories unfolded, I began to realize they were probably
telling the truth. Most of the women had been sexualized as
children themselves. Once water begins to flow in a particular
direction, there isn't much that stops it, generation after
generation.

One of my first cyber friends contacted me because she liked a
story I had written about a mother whose little girl would come
into her bedroom at night where her husband was away traveling on
business. The mother would sleep nude on those nights and the
little girl would get into bed with her and smell her cunny and
masturbate. The little girl really liked pussy smells and would
regularly steal her mother's panties and smell them while she
masturbated.

This woman (we'll call her Donna) contacted me because she
identified with the little girl. She said that she used to do the
same thing with her mother when she was young. It turns out that
Donna had been sexualized by her mother and aunt at a very young
age, around 5, and that she had had sex with them and with her
sister who was three years older for years. The last time she had
been with her sister though was right before her sister left for
college at 18. Donna left home soon after that and had been
estranged from her whole family since then.

Donna and I aroused one another by telling stories and
fantasizing about being with little girls. She had a ten-year-old
daughter. While she hadn't done anything with her, she thought
about it a lot and the two of us would amuse each other chatting
online about being with her girl.

Donna said she missed her sister and wished she could see her
again. I encouraged her to contact her sister and eventually she
did. Her sister came for a visit. Donna shared with her sister
how much she had missed their intimacy as children and wanted to
have it again. Her sister (we'll call her Jeanne) initially
responded by embracing Donna and even touching her intimately and
then pulled away saying she wasn't sure. Jeanne had an
eleven-year-old girl and a husband.

Well the two of them began to email each other and since I had
sort of gotten them together again, they included me on the
notes. And then the three of us started sending pictures to each
other and it was obvious that we all had several interests in
common, only one of them being LGs. But that was enough to get us
chatting with one another and using web cams to see each other
playing with ourselves.

Over the weeks, our conversation about LGs, especially their own
girls, became more and more intense. While they still called it
fantasy, it became clear that it was only a matter of time before
that fantasy became a reality with one of them or the other or
perhaps all of them. We would arouse ourselves chatting about
being with their daughters and what we would do with them and
what we would ask them to do to us.

Soon after that, as if it was a zeitgeist, I was chatting and
emailing several women who said they were doing their daughters.
They would tell me that their daughters were kneeling between
their legs, licking them or using toys on them while they were
chatting with me. I was only half believing it but it made for
roaring orgasms so I wasn't dismissing it as poppycock.

Occasionally one of the moms would put her daughter on chat. Of
course, she could have been pretending that too but it often
seemed as if it were someone else and that someone else wasn't an
adult. And then kind of regular like, I was finding myself
chatting with just the LG when mom wasn't at home. I would find
them on after school before their moms came home from work. These
times were very erotic for me and enlightening about what went on
between the LG and her mom, mom and her friends, the LG and her
friends. Of course we talked about what we might do to each other
if we were together and the LG and I would work our little
clitties raw.

The first mom (we'll call her Pam) to ask me if I wanted to visit
turned out to live very close to me which was super convenient.
Pam was a single mom, also convenient as you can imagine when I
visited ones that weren't. She had two daughters, six and ten.
The oldest was involved with mom. The youngest only with her
sister, at least until I came along. The mom and I had cammed for
quite awhile and then she had brought her older daughter into the
picture, so to speak.

She would put the cam on her daughter so that we could both enjoy
her little pre-pubescent body, flat chest, tight little, smooth
cunny. Then her daughter would squat between her legs and go down
on her. Mom would focus the cam there, eating her out so I could
watch and chat with me about it. It was so erotic, I was digging
at myself with both hands and could hardly chat back.

When we realized how close we lived to one another, she invited
me over for a Saturday afternoon. It was soon apparent that she
had a firm idea about how she wanted our time together to be
used. Oh sure, it was sex and it was sex with her daughters but
she intended to watch, at least initially, while I and her girls
were engaged.

We went into a bedroom where there was a king-sized bed. She got
naked and kissed each of us and then sat in a chair. The plan was
to have her older daughter teach her younger daughter the art of
loving with an adult and I was to be the model that they would
have to work on.

The older girl started undressing me a bit at a time and the
younger one helped out. They caressed, kissed and touched
important places as they went until I was naked and lying back on
the bed my head raised on two pillows and my legs open. Then the
girls undressed for me behaving innocently as if this were the
first time. I guess it was for the younger one being watched by
her mother and I. Neither one of us were able to resist touching
ourselves while this went on. I glanced over at mom and our eyes
met and then both of us lowered our eyes to the busy hands before
returning to watch the kids.

Well, it was quite the lesson from that point on with the older
girl demonstrating sucking and touching and rubbing and licking
as I enjoyed every minute of it. Before Mom joined us and she and
I pleasured each other while we watched the girls together, I had
the littlest on my face while the older used her expert tongue
and lips on me.

Another mom that I visited didn't live so close by but I was able
to arrange to do some work remotely for an extended period of
time and went to visit her. I had intended to stay a month, which
extended to two and then to six before I was drawn away to
another venue.

This mom (we'll call her Carol) had come home two years earlier
and found the 13-year-old baby sitter and her 7-year-old daughter
loving up each other in her bed while enjoying the smells from
her dirty panties and the pictures from some magazines she had.
That first time she walked back outside and then made more noise
coming back in so that they would not know she had seen them. The
second time she discovered them, she joined in.

Now two years later, the 15-year-old baby sitter was practically
a live in; hardly ever going home and the threesome was looking
for a fourth to balance things out. Carol picked me up at the
airport early in the day. We were going to have some time to get
to know each other before the girls came home from school. I had
seen the 9-year-old daughter on the web cam and mom of course and
they me but I hadn't heard about the baby sitter until recently.
They had kept her out of the picture so to speak with me.

Carol and I shared some stories, I told her about my visits with
Pam and her girls and she showed me some pics she and the girls
liked. We were soon pretty horny and touching ourselves. We got
naked and pleasured each other for awhile without hands and
mouths and then she brought out a couple of vibs for us to use
and we had wave after wave of good feelings.

When the girls came home from school they did homework and had a
snack but we were all wired about being together. So it wasn't
long before Carol and I were watching the girls loving one
another and then taking turns loving us up. We physically
exhausted ourselves that first evening but I was still horny, it
was so hot being with the three of them. I asked Carol if I could
use one of her vibs again and she got four out, one for each of
us. We ended the evening facing each other on the bed and digging
the vibs into our cunnies.

I might still be there but there was a turn of events with Donna
and Jeanne and their girls that persuaded me to visit them. While
I was at Carol's, I was able to be online in the afternoon when
Donna and Jeanne's daughter were home after school and their
parents were still at work. What I learned from the girls (we'll
call them Kelly and Patty) was that their mothers had become
lovers again and then had seduced their nieces and then their
daughters. Donna and Jeanne though hadn't told each other about
doing the girls. They were keeping that a secret from each other.

It all came out though when the four of them went for a month's
stay at a lake house that was owned by Donna and Jeanne's mom,
the girls' granny. Donna has snuck off with her niece Kelly to a
guest house on the grounds. Jeanne and Patty had the same idea at
about the same time. They got to the house several minutes later
to find Patty straddling her aunt's face and her aunt digging
into her own cunny wildly with her hand. After the initial shock
of it the irony took hold and Jeanne and Patty stripped and
joined them; Jeanne initially replacing her sister's hand with
her own mouth.

Once all of the story came out, the sisters thought that they
should reunite with their mother. Contacting her, she said she
would be delighted to join them at the lake house and meet her
grandchildren. That was when they thought about me since I had
been instrumental in the events as well. I couldn't pass up the
opportunity.

I met (we'll call her Laura) in New York at a hotel. We had both
flown in and were going to rent a car to the lake in the upper
part of the state. We were about the same age and hit it off
immediately. We had very similar childhood experiences, growing
up not too far from one another as it turns out (though in
different states). She and her sister did experience something
that I didn't though, in her case with an aunt, that made the
difference to whom she was to become. But I was catching up as
fast as I could and looking forward to meeting her family.

Given our common interests, we soon found ourselves feeling
tingly between our legs and both wanting to relieve it. Too bad
we had rented two hotel rooms because once I had grabbed my tooth
brush, I didn't return to it except to grab my things the next
morning. Laura and I barely slept, exploring each other
intimately in a way that hadn't happened to me with any other
lover, particularly the first time. We had a bit of trouble
pulling ourselves out of bed the next morning, wanting to spend a
leisurely morning fine tuning our new love life, but once we
began to talk about her daughters and her granddaughters, the
excitement motivated us to get going.

The four of them met us in the driveway. I had seen all of them
on the web cam even naked at one time or another but I wasn't
totally prepared at how beautiful they all were. Donna and Jeanne
were just barely in their 30's and strikingly handsome. The two
little girls were gorgeous and I was pinching myself and holding
tightly onto Laura because I couldn't believe it was real. She
was beside herself in this reunion after some 15 years of not
seeing them.

We all didn't waste a lot of time though getting to the stuff
that we had all been thinking about. I mean we did visit and
catch up on college and jobs and marriages and child hood things
with the grand children but after a small snack, there was a show
for Laura and me and then we joined in.

First we watched the little girls with one another and then Donna
and Jeanne together. Laura and I touched ourselves and each other
to take the edge off a bit because watching the loving was so
erotic but it was to only get better. The sisters then paired off
with their nieces and then with their daughters, whew. Finally,
it was our turn to be loved up and the sisters went down on Laura
and I while the little girls mounted our faces. After a bit,
there was a switch around until everyone had tasted us and Laura
and I had tasted everyone.

There were three more weeks of our being together at the lake. We
enjoyed the sun and the water as well as the company. Laura and I
grew closer and closer even while we had such intimate occasions
with her children and grandchildren. She and I decided to stay
together. I have a place on the New England coast and she one in
Florida. We go back and forth, following the good weather and
avoiding the bad. We occasionally visit her children but more
often than not, they visit us to avoid the problem of the
husbands being around.

And sometimes we get to visit with just the little girls. As I
write this, Laura and I are just about to leave for the airport
to pick up Kelly and Patty. They have a whole week school break
and they asked us if they could spend it with us.

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