From ???@??? Fri Oct 06 23:42:53 1995 Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.incest Subject: kidcest4.txt mf yng teen family sex ch13 From: que? Date: Sat, 07 Oct 1995 03:42:53 GMT Archive-name: Family/kidcst22.mf Archive-author: Archive-title: Kidcest 2 - Chapters 13 - 21 13. Brownies for Dessert The next morning was Saturday. We were all pretty tired and didn't make it down to breakfast until about ten. We exchanged sly smiles over cold cereal, English muffins and juice. Tim's and Cindy's mom wasn't feeling too well, and was nursing a hangover in the back room. Right after breakfast, Susan and Cindy put on their Brownie Scouts uniform and went off to some sort of troop meeting. Tim and I went out in his back yard for some one-on-one basketball. After about an hour, Tim's mom came out the back door and said that Susan wanted to talk to me on the phone. I could hear Cindy giggling in the background as Susan said, "Why don't you stiff-cocked boys come over to Carrie Lee's house and show us your stuff?" Well, I knew I didn't have to ask Tim about this, so I got the address and we told Tim's mom we were going to go play basketball at the park. When we got to the address Susan had given me, I rang the bell. Through the closed door, Susan called out, "Carrie's mother and father won't be home until late, so come on in and look at this." When Tim and I walked in, Susan, Cindy, and a little red-headed girl were standing in a row in their Brownie Scout uniforms. At a signal from Susan, they all raised their skirts to show they were wearing no underwear at all. By now, Susan's nearly-naked cunt and Cindy's bare little pussy were familiar sights to Tim and me, so we both stared at the new hairless jewel at the end of the line. At another signal, all three girls dropped their skirts, turned around, bent over, and flipped up their skirts again to show us a rear view of their pussies and bottoms. Reaching backward, they separated their cheeks to show us their assholes and pussy holes. This was sort of a new angle for both us guys, so we looked carefully at all three of these bare-bottomed Brownies. Turning back around, Susan introduced us to Carrie. Susan said she was only nine years old, but was real interested in sex. Cindy told us Carrie had invited them over after Brownie Scouts meeting and then asked them if they would let her lick their pussies. Rather than leave us out of the fun, they asked Carrie if she was interested in seeing some boys shoot goo out of their peters. Carrie reached up under her skirt and started to rub her slit as she said, "Let's stop talking. I'm interested in seeing Tim's and Steve's big old things right now!" Cindy took over then, telling us the girls had planned that Tim and I would sit on the couch with our dicks out, Cindy and Susan will sit in chairs on either side of the couch with their skirts tucked up, and Carrie will go around and around and make us all feel good. Since Tim and I thought this sounded like a good idea, we all took our places. Susan and Cindy pulled their Brownie Scout uniform skirts around their waists and sat down on two big armchairs on either side of a small couch. They scooted forward so their pussies were right on the edge of the chairs. I wasn't sure about Tim, but all this naked pussy had made my rod hard as iron. But I decided not to take it out myself, so I went over and sat on the couch by Cindy's chair. Following my lead, Tim kept his pants zipped and sat down beside me. Ignoring our sisters, little Carrie walked right over to me and Tim as soon as we sat down on the couch. Saying, "Let me do it," she went down on her knees and unzipped Tim's pants and then mine. Then she reached right into my tight jeans and pulled out my already-stiff prick. She bent over to give my cock a quick kiss and a squeeze, then turned to Tim. When she had done the same for him, she came back to me, unfastened the button at the top of my zipper and spread out the opening of my pants. Then she did the same with Tim's pants. Finally, she reached inside our underpants to pull out our balls. Cindy and Susan were watching this whole show carefully, rubbing their thighs together in anticipation. Then Carrie positioned herself on the rug between me and Tim. Putting a hand on each cock, she began to rub them both, moving the loose skin up and down, covering and uncovering our dickheads. Without losing a beat, she leaned over my lap and gave the head of my cock several big, wet tongue licks, timing it so the licks were delivered when my cockhead was exposed. She did the same thing to Tim, while she kept up a rhythm on both our peters. She tried to suck Tim's cock, but her mouth was too small, so she could only pucker her mouth over the hole at the end of his dick. Hearing a moan to my left, I looked over to see Cindy staring fixedly at Carrie's routine out of half-shut eyes. Both her hands were working on her naked little cunt, stirring up a froth in her wet gash and spreading it over her throbbing clitty. When I looked over Carrie's bobbing head, I saw that my sister was also enjoying the sight of this little girl working away on two rigid dicks. She had one finger buried deep in her pussy while her Brownie Scout uniform blouse was hanging open as she lubricated her swollen nipples with quick flips of the moistened fingers of her other hand. Little Carrie was also aware of the girls, because she left me and Tim with our dicks swaying in the breeze while she knelt between Cindy's legs. I had a great view as she stuck out her little tongue and swept it from the bottom of Cindy's hairless pussy-slit to the raging clit-ridge at the top. Cindy put both her hands on Carrie's red head and mashed her crotch into the nine-year-old's face. After a few moments, though, Carrie swung away and crawled over to give Susan some sex play. Susan was more than ready to get some girl-licking, because she held her pussy lips open for Carrie's tongue. I couldn't see what Carrie did to my sister, but Tim was getting an eyeful and Susan's eyes were rolled back in her head. Again, though, after a few moments, and before Susan could get off, Carrie turned back to the couch. I noticed that her grinning face was wet with the girls' juices. Before Carrie started back in on us, I asked her to stand up and let me look at her cunt. I told her to stand on the couch, with a leg on either side of me. This put her hairless, third-grade pussy right in front of my eyes. Her Brownie Scout skirt was held up at her waist, so I had a close- up vision of this new young cunt framed by skinny legs in long brown Brownie Scout socks and little saddle shoes. I reached up to rub this little jewel and was surprised to find Carrie's crotch was wet. Parting her thin, hairless pussy lips, I could see her inner tissues gleaming with her sex juice. I was surprised that one so young could get so juicy. I wanted to lick her little cunt clean. As I leaned forward, she squatted down to point the opening of her pussy right toward my mouth. As I ran my tongue over her swollen flesh, she groaned and told me, "Oh, you nasty old guy, make your tongue hard and put it all the way inside of my little thing." I was surprised to be called an "old guy," but I tried what she suggested. Forming my tongue into a rigid pole of flesh, I pushed it under her naked little mount and felt it sink between the ripples of pink flesh and disappear into a tight, hot cavern. Carrie's whole nine-year-old body shook with her orgasm, as my tongue was grabbed and released by her spasming channel. Rewarding me with a huge grin, the little redhead jumped down from the couch and resumed her work on the straining poles that Tim and I had jutting from our laps. As I savored the taste of kiddie pussy, Carrie leaned over each prick and drooled out a mouthful of spit to lubricate her pistoning fists. As Tim began to snort and strain with his oncoming climax, Carrie turned all her attention to him. Without taking my eyes off this subteen sex machine, I reached over to insert two fingers into Cindy's steaming cunt and was rewarded as Cindy grabbed the arms of the chair and suspended herself above the chairseat to swing her hips in a rapid rhythm to fuck herself on my fingers. To help Tim have a real good come, Carrie pumped the bottom half of Tim's dick with one hand while she used the spit-lubricated palm of her other hand to rub in circles on the underside of his dong just below the cockhead. It's sure a good thing no one else was home, because Tim hollered, "Oh GAWD!" as he spewed his jism two feet into the air. And I was astounded again to see Carrie clamp her little mouth on the spurting stump and swallow repeatedly as Tim collapsed back in a quivering mass on the couch. As soon as Tim stopped coming, Carrie turned her cum-smeared face to me and reached for my rigid pole. Running her fingers over her face, she lubricated my dick with Tim's juices and started a rapid, two-handed pump- and-massage motion that felt more intense than anything I had ever experienced. I glanced up to see that Cindy was as collapsed as her brother, but was watching Carrie's antics with wide-eyed admiration. On the other side, I saw that my sister had taken a slender carrot out of her purse and was sliding it in and out of her reddened pussy while she sucked her fingers to taste some of Tim's jack-juice that she had managed to catch. As I watched, her body stiffened and her eyes rolled back as she obviously got her jollies. The long carrot nearly disappeared up her eleven-year-old snatch as shudders shook her whole body. Looking back down at the little Brownie Scout working so diligently over my dick, I realized I was about to loose my load. I put my hand on the back of Carrie's head and she immediately dived down to suck the end of my prick. But she kept on pumping the shaft with both hands as I emptied a huge load of semen into her throat. When my prick was finally soft, Carrie sat back on the floor, with a big smile on her cum-smeared face. 14. Carrie's Story While everyone was recovering from this sexual overload, I asked Carrie how such a little girl got so interested in sex. With a serious look on her face, she told us it all began when she was about five years old! Her mother's younger brother, Carrie's uncle, came to stay with her family one summer before he went back to college. He was nineteen years old and lived in a little room over the garage in their back yard. Carrie also had a room of her own in the garage -- a big playroom with her dolls, blocks and doll house. Both her playroom and her uncle's bedroom opened off a hall which also had a bathroom. One day, as she was playing in her playroom by herself, she heard her uncle come into his room next door. She noticed that a light suddenly shined through a cut-out on the wall when he turned on the switch in his room. Curious, she knelt down to peer through and found out she could look right into his room. As she watched, her uncle began to take off his clothes. At first, she was afraid he might catch her looking at him, but she kept looking anyway. She thought he would go straight into the shower across the hall, but he continued to take off all his clothes until he was naked. He then lay down on the rug and started doing sit-ups. When he rolled over and did push-ups, she could see that something was hanging down each time he pushed his body off the carpet. Finally, her uncle stood up and did some "jumping jacks" as he unwittingly faced her hole in the wall. Now, she was completely fascinated by his flopping dick, as he jumped up and down. She was apparently a businesslike little girl, because she decided she had to find out more about this thing on her uncle's body. So she stood up, walked over to his room, knocked on the door, and walked in. As she came through the door, her uncle was quickly wrapping a towel around his waist. She was disappointed that he had covered up his mysterious thing, and she walked around his room, making little-girl small talk and trying to sneak a peek inside his towel. After a few minutes, her uncle asked her what she was doing. And she blurted out that she wanted to see 'his floppy thing' close up. She pointed to the front of his towel. Grinning, her uncle said he couldn't show her that. She misunderstood his reluctance, so she said she'd show him hers, like she had with a neighbor boy her own age. Grinning even more broadly, he said she was too little to be worrying about things like that. Besides, he said, she would probably tell about it and that would get him in trouble with her mother and father. Carrie swore she wouldn't anyone about it. To prove her good intentions, she pulled up her dress and pulled down the front of her underpants. When she looked up at him, she found that his smile had gone away. She said her uncle looked real serious. Carrie thought she knew what the trouble was, and she apologized because she didn't have any grown-up hair on her thing or any 'bosoms' on her chest. But he told her it was ok with him if she was just a little girl. In fact, he told her, he really liked to look at naked little girls. Carrie told us she was glad to hear that, but then she decided the problem was that she wasn't completely naked. She quickly pulled her underpants down and kicked them off and pulled her dress over her head. She was about to take off her shoes and socks, but her uncle said that wasn't really necessary. So she asked him if he was going to show her his "thing." Carrie said her teenaged uncle then took off his towel very slowly, as if he really didn't want to. In her little-girl way, she walked right over and examined his prick very closely. Sitting there on the floor of her living room, she told us what she saw. "It was hanging down at first, looking like a piece of pink hose poking out of all this hair on his belly. As I got closer, I could see that something else that looked like a bag was hanging down behind the hose. Also, as I watched, his hose started to get bigger and stick straight out." Then, her uncle asked if he could look at her closely too. She said she was sort of disappointed to stop looking at his thing, but she had promised to show him her thing, too. So she stepped back with her hands behind her back so he could see. But he told her to go lie down on his bed. She remembered that he looked "real great" as he walked over to her with this big prick swinging out in front of him. She told us he asked her to open her legs so he could see. After looking for a few seconds, he told her that was enough of that and he had to take a shower and get ready to go out. She was sort of satisfied with that, put on her panties and dress and went next door to play with her dolls some more. She didn't tell anyone what she had done with her uncle. A couple of days later, she was playing in her playroom when he came in. Carrie walked right into his room, pulled up her dress and took off her underpants. Her uncle looked real surprised. She told him that now she wanted to see what his thing felt like. In the spirit of sharing that she thought they had established earlier, she told him that he could feel hers first, and she lay back on his bed with her dress bunched up around her waist. He acted nervous at first, and asked her if she had told anybody about the last time she had been in his room. When she told him she was a "promise- keeper," he walked over to the bed and stared down at her naked little pussy. Sitting down beside her on the bed, he began to stroke her pussy lips gently, trailing his strong fingers over her powdery-smooth flesh. She said it felt "dreamy" and almost made her forget about the touching she wanted to do. After a few minutes of this, however, he got up and began to undress. She said she thought it was neat to watch him as he took off his jeans and underpants, leaving his tee shirt on. Then he kneeled on bed by her head to let his big dick swing just over her face. She told us she reached up to touch it and was impressed with how hot it was. Although the outside was soft, she said, as she played with it for a while, it got bigger and harder. She also got a chance to find out about his balls, which hung down below his horizontal pole. While she played with him, he resumed his gentle toying with the girlish flesh between her legs. His finger dragged again and again up the hairless channel and paused to swirl at the top of her slit. She said that, even at five years old, she began to feel the soft buzz of sexual excitement as her older uncle rubbed her toward orgasm. Before she could actually cum, though, he got off the bed and asked if she could keep another secret. When she assured him that she could, he told her to watch what a man does when a cute little girl has gotten him hard. As she sat on the bed and watched, her nineteen-year-old uncle slowly stroked his rigid pole until white jets of sperm soaked the towel he was holding under it. Carrie told us her uncle went on to give her quite an education before he left to return to college. He licked her hairless pussy until she had her first orgasm. To help her achieve similar ecstasy in the future, he also showed her how to masturbate with her fingers and with the rubber handle of a hairbrush. Over the years, the hairbrush handle had taken her cherry. Of course, she also learned several different ways to rub his dong until he squirted his juice. And she learned to suck the end of his pole while he poured his sperm into her five-year-old mouth. Carrie said she was always looking for ways to get herself off. She said some grown-ups were always looking up her dress while she played on the playground equipment at the park. She liked to show herself off, but hadn't been able to play with guys until Tim and I showed up. As she finished telling us her story, Carrie and everyone else in the room were clearly excited. Carrie fell back on the carpet, raised her Brownie Scout skirt, and stuck a finger deep in her pussy. Tim and I quickly moved to fuck our own sisters while Carrie watched. My sister scooted her bottom to the edge of the chair and put her legs on the arm of the chair. With her hands, she pulled her pussy lips apart to give me a juicy pink target for my rigid dick. Carrie scooted around on the floor to get a good viewing angle as my cock sank into my sister's pussy. As I plunged my peter in and out of Susan's sucking canal, Carrie reached up to tickle my swinging balls. In a few minutes, we were all groaning again, as Tim and I emptied our nuts into our sexy sisters. Carrie's little hand was a blur, as she whipped her finger in and out of her immature little slit and panted with yet another orgasm. After we recovered from this second round, and as we all got ready to leave, Carrie asked us if we would be willing to let her friend watch us fuck sometime. Upon quizzing, it turned out her friend was eleven years old and already had tits. Neither Susan nor Cindy knew her, because she goes to a Catholic school around the corner. After some discussion about how "cool" this friend was, we agreed that we all might like to get together with her someday. Carrie stood at the door as we left and thanked us for a "real fun afternoon." 15. Saturday Night Party After a night and day of fucking and sucking, you would think we would all be ready to just fall into bed and sleep. But horny teenagers can recover pretty quickly. After a hurried conference after dinner, we told Tim's and Cindy's mom we were going to walk to the movies. After walking down the street in the other direction, we all sneaked across a couple of back yards to our house. Although the alarm system was on, Susan and I knew the combination to get us all inside. To avoid the neighbors' suspicions, we couldn't turn any lights on. But the big outside lights over our pool were enough to illuminate the den at the back of the house. As soon as we got there, Cindy took all her clothes off and started fingering her pussy. "OK, what do we want to do this time? So far, what's felt the greatest for you guys?" We all looked at each other, hoping someone else would speak up. I was thinking that cock-sucking was pretty wonderful -- either the way little Carrie or Susan had done it. Finally, Susan said "I thought if felt great when Cindy was sucking my nipples real hard." I was surprised then, because Tim kind of took charge. He told me and Susan to take off all our clothes as he began to strip. Then he told Susan to get down on all fours, in dog position. He put Cindy on her back behind Susan, with a pillow under her head. Next, he told me to kneel behind Susan's swaying butt with my legs on either side of Cindy's chest, so Cindy could suck my dick while I finger-fucked my sister. Finally, he lay down underneath Susan to suck her nipples. When everybody was in position, Susan lowered her chest to put her little nipple-cones within reach of Tim's mouth. Immediately, Tim began to suck on one and then the other, while Susan groaned with pleasure. As Tim's dick got hard, I saw him reach down with both hands to begin the pole-and- ball massage that would get him off. As Cindy massaged my prick to get it good and hard, I reached for my sister's exposed cunt. In the pale light from the back yard, her butt cheeks and hairless cunny lips made a series of mysterious hillocks that I had to explore. To begin, I ran my hands all over her back, her legs, her butt, and her crotch. Susan groaned again and wiggled her backside to tell me she was enjoying the attention. Below me, Cindy began to lick the bottom of my rock-hard dick. Beginning just above my balls, she ran her wet tongue up my rod, bending it down so she could reach it all. When she got to the end, she sucked on my cum-hole like Carrie had done. As she sucked on the end, she stroked the flesh up and down in a jack-off movement. I continued to play with my little sister's backside as the pleasure of Cindy's manipulations washed over me. Dipping my fingertips in Susan's brimming pussy-slit, I smeared her own juices all over her crotch, pinched her naked lips together, pulled them wide apart, and fluttered my fingers over her clit at the bottom of her upside-down valley. Remembering Susan's story about Mr. Haseltine, I slowly inserted a finger in Susan's asshole. It was real tight in there, and Susan looked around at me in alarm. "That feels kinda good and kinda bad, Steve. Don't go in so deep." So I just put the end of my finger inside and rotated it. Susan gave me a big smile and said, "Now THAT feels great!" I felt a commotion under me, as Cindy wiggled out to sit up and declare, "I'm not going to lie here and masturbate!" She scrambled over to her brother and lowered her naked nine-year-old pussy on his upright shaft. With no one there to make my dick feel good, I moved forward to insert my straining cock into Susan's juicy cunt. As I swung my hips to drive my dick in and out of Susan's tight cylinder, I could feel her fingernails on my balls, as she massaged her own clit. Wetting my finger with spit, I returned it to her tight asshole. I moved it round and round and in and out, probing deeper as she and I got closer and closer to our climax. From the sound of things, Tim was sucking Susan's nipples faster and faster, as his sister bounced up and down on his cock. As the combination of sights, sounds, and feelings rushed to a crescendo in my body, I took my prick out of Susan's cunt and pushed it against her asshole. Although she was well-lubricated and loose, her back hole was tighter than anything I had experienced. At first, I couldn't get in. Susan looked back over her shoulders with wide eyes and nodded that I should go on. From the motion below me, I could tell that she had started to shoot one or more of her fingers into her little cunt. As I pushed forward, I could see her asshole slowly expand to accept the head of my dick. Her bottom grabbed me like a hand and I had to stop moving to keep from coming right there. Slowly, I shoved my dick about an inch into my sister's little bottom. But I couldn't go on, because my balls contracted to spew a huge load of sperm into her bowels. As I emptied my load, I looked down to see little Cindy bounce her way to ecstasy on her brother's cock. From the cum squishing out of her pussy, I could see that Tim had already gotten his jollies. And the sounds from below me, as well as the pulsing squeezes my dick was getting from Susan's asshole, told me she was getting off. After getting dressed, cleaning up, and snitching a couple of cokes from our fridge, it was time to go back to Tim's house and hit the sack. 16. Carrie's Friend The next day, we all slept late, exhausted from our sexual adventures. My parents were due back from the lake about 4, so Susan and I went home about noon. As we walked in the house, the phone was ringing. When I answered it, I heard, "Hi, Steve! This is Carrie. I'm over at my friend's house and she really wants to meet you. Can you and Tim come over?" I told her Tim was still at home and had to do something for his mom in the afternoon, but Susan was here. Carrie said that she guessed Susan could come over, but there were already too many girls for just one guy. Just then Susan walked by and said, "I'm not going anywhere. If I don't practice my piano lessons, Mom will kill me!" So I told Carrie I'd come over for an hour or so. Following her direc- tions, I approached a big house on Crescent Avenue from the back, crossing the park where Cindy met the nipple-puller. Parting the big bushes, I could see the playhouse she had told me about in the back of the yard. Carrie and two other girls were watching for me and motioned me to run across the open space to the open window. I looked both ways and examined the house to try to make sure no one was watching the back yard. Then I dashed from the bushes to the back of the playhouse and clambered through the window. The playhouse was all set up for little-girl play, with a big doll house, a puppet theater, and an array of dolls and stuffed animals. As she closed the window, Carrie introduced me to the two other girls. Her friend Liz was easy to identify, because she had two noticeable humps pushing out the front of her tee shirt. I also noticed that her butt seemed to fill out her shorts a bit better than the other girls with whom I had spent the weekend. She was taller than Carrie, almost as tall as me, with long brown hair, big brown eyes, and freckles across her nose and cheeks. She smiled at me nervously when Carrie introduced her. I wasn't expecting to see a third girl there, but Carrie said Liz's sister Amber was only eight years old but really loved to lick pussy and wanted to see me fuck her sister. Amber looked like a really little girl, with light brown hair and blue eyes. The picture of schoolgirl cuteness was completed with a frilly dress, little white socks and black shoes. Amber also looked up at me nervously, as though she didn't know what to expect. I smiled at them both and said I was glad to meet them. This was true, of course, because I was definitely making some new bedroom buddies this weekend. Carrie told me, "Liz and Amber are nervous, because they've never been around a guy before." In an apparent attempt to make them feel at ease, Carrie took off her shorts and underpants, showing me her now-familiar skinny little pussy. I could feel my dick stir in my pants. Carrie then went over to Liz and told her she should show me her tits. Liz blushed prettily, but pulled off her tee shirt and turned toward me nervously. Her breasts were clearly more developed than Susan's puffed-up nipples, with real mounds the size of half-oranges protruding from her chest, crowned with pale pink circles. Under my glowing gaze, the nipples began to pucker and swell away from the breast flesh. Carrie said she loved to lick Liz's nipples and make them stand up hard. Suiting action to words, she stepped over and lowered her head to fasten her lips around each of these pink towers in turn. Then, turning to Amber, she said, "Okay, honey, it's your turn to show this guy your sweet little gizmo." At first, Amber shook her head, still looking at me in a frightened kind of way. So Carrie suggested I show the girls my peter. By now, my dick was pretty stiff and needed to get free of my underwear. I unzipped my jeans, reached in and hauled out six inches of hardening flesh. Liz's eyes glistened as she looked at it, and Amber was cute as could be, with her mouth open in wonder. Although Carrie had sucked my dick before, she was sort of caught up in the atmosphere and stroked her bare pussy while she also gawked at my swaying pole. I decided that I wanted to be in charge of this show, so I walked over to Liz and started flicking her nipples, while I told Carrie to take off Liz and Amber's pants. Liz's breasts felt firm under my hands. I lubricated my fingers with spit and tweaked the pink nipples into firm buttons. As Carrie pulled Liz's shorts and underpants around her ankles, I noticed that Liz had been wearing "grown-up" underwear of some kind of flimsy flowered material. When I looked up, I found that Liz had closed her eyes in sensuous enjoyment of my caresses. I began to run my hands all over her breasts, shoulders, and stomach, noticing especially the tuft of hair growing at the top of her box. By then, Amber had stepped over and was staring at my bobbing shaft. Reaching out tentatively, she tried to hold it, but her hand was too small to go around it. As Amber stood there, Carrie reached up under the little girl's dress and pulled her plain cotton panties down so she could step out of them. With eyes wide, Amber said, "His thing is too big for me to grab." To my surprise, Liz reached down beneath her sister's groping hands and put her hand under my dick to hold my squirming balls gently. With an extended finger, she stroked the sensitive patch of skin just behind my balls. I retaliated by pinching her nipples, harder and harder, until I realized it just felt more and more exciting to her. To maintain my control of the scene and to work us all up into even more excitement, I stepped back and began to direct my half-naked harem into a series of poses and actions that would get us all ready for action. I told Carrie to sit up on the couch, with her knees up and spread. As she scrambled into position, I told her to hold her pussy lips open. Once again, I saw the bright pink insides of the little redhead's bald cunt. Looking around the room, I picked up a doll's baby bottle and handed it to Liz, telling her to stick that in Carrie's hole and to start licking her clit. With only a moment's hesitation, Liz took the bottle, dropped to her knees in front of the lewdly-splayed Carrie, and pushed the small bottle into her friend's girlish opening. Carrie looked down in wide-eyed wonder as Liz pushed the bottle in, and then threw her head back and groaned as Liz's tongue began to lash her clitty. I was amused to see that Liz's red- nailed fingers had dipped between her own legs to pinch and rub her almost hairless pussy lips. Looking down, I found little Amber with her skirt bunched up around her waist, both hands rubbing her crotch, and her eyes darting back and forth between the Carrie-and-Liz show and my unsupported straining cock. To make her a part of the show, I asked her to stand on a table beside the couch. Sitting down beside the writhing Carrie, I asked Amber to lift her skirt and show me her cute little pussy. With a glance at Liz's waggling tongue sweeping across Carrie's clit, I leaned forward to look more closely at Amber's smooth, fat second-grade twat. In the light from the window, I could see the redness on both cuntlips that she had caused with her manipulations a few moments ago. My cock was quaking at the idea of this little girl showing me her naked pussy while my bare penis twitched beneath her gaze. I reached out with both hands to separate the fat little lips and stoke the membranes within. To help me, Amber half-squatted, holding up her skirt and staring down at my dick. I ran my fingers all the way back to her little bottom hole, rubbing it a few times before returning to her red- rimmed immature cunt. I could see that her clit was really tiny, almost hidden at the top of her inner lips. Sitting back and giving my cock a few quick strokes, I asked Amber if she could put her finger inside her pussy. "Not yet," she said. "But what you were doing felt real nice." I needed to put my cock somewhere and was about to substitute for the baby bottle in Carrie's cunt when I had an idea. I stood up, walked around behind Amber, and positioned her on the table in front of me. I pushed my dong between her chubby little legs. When I told Amber to close her legs, I found my dick enclosed in a warm and powdery tunnel. As I looked over her shoulder, I was treated to the stimulating picture of Carrie having one orgasm after another under Liz's tongue-lashing, and Liz pummeling two fingers in and out of her sopping snatch as fast as she could. Carrie looked up to see the red head of my dick protruding from between Amber's little thighs and said, "Geez that looks so sexy!" Liz looked up too. With the pause in the action in her own crotch, Carrie hopped up to suck the head of my dick as I began to move it back and forth under Amber's crotch. Liz collapsed back on the couch, pushing the baby bottle into her own cunt as she massaged a really huge red bump peeping through the hair at the top of her slit. Her firm breasts bobbled on her chest as she tossed her body back and forth in a violent fucking motion. Amber also seemed to enjoy the new position, saying, "Oooooo, I feel your big old thing rubbing along my pussy and it feels neat." It also felt terrific to me, especially with Carrie running her tongue over the underside of my cockhead every time I stuck it out. I could tell she was also tickling Amber's clit, because I could feel her fingernails gently scraping my pistoning prick. Over on the couch, Liz reached the end of her series of orgasms by pushing the baby bottle completely inside her snatch. I increased the tempo of my thrusting and felt Amber's little-girl juices begin to lubricate her crotch and my pumping dick. With a final thrust, I stuffed the head of my cock into Carrie's waiting mouth and pumped a huge load of jism that overflowed her lips and ran down her neck. With the intensity of this orgasm, my legs nearly gave way, and I staggered back from the table. I was amazed to see the tireless Carrie rub her come- covered face into Amber's naked crotch, licking the little girl's clit until the eight-year-old shivered all over with her own cum. As I tore my eyes away from this depraved scene, Liz stood up from the couch, picked up a towel, and stepped over to me. "I think you need to be dried off," she said with a smile. She wrapped the towel around my shiny dick and began to rub it vigorously. Naturally, I thanked her by stoking her nipples and rubbing her breasts. Dropping my hand to her crotch, I found that the baby bottle was still inside her. When I pulled it out, I found I was easily able to put two fingers in her sopping pussy hole. I also found that her clit was really large, and projected from the top of her slit like a miniature prick. I wanted to maintain my control of this fuck-fest, so I told the girls to sit on the couch while Liz told us how she learned about sex. I said it would be Amber's turn before we "did it" again.