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 Clayton's Children Book 1: Katy (Mf, Mff, Mmff, incest, pedo)

   By Clayton
Disclaimer:

   This is a work of fiction.  No ilegal activity described

   herein was carried out, this document details fantasies

   that took place late at night when I was alone in bed.

   I firmly believe that no fifteen minutes of pleasure is

   worth the inocence of a child.  Besides, I derive much

   pleasure from the company of children, playing with them

   or simply watching them at play, I am not going to risk

   this for any momentarily heightened sense of pleasure.



   If you are under the age of eighteen the law says I've

   got to tell you to go away, so, "Go away!" Common sense

   says you're going to ignore me, so don't blame me if you

   go blind, your parents find you in possesion of this doc-

   ument or your cum causes your space bar to stop working.



   If this type of material is illegal in your city, state,

   country, then see above, substituting "law enforcement

   agencey" in place of "parents".



   If you're a member of the moral minoritory, religious

   right, or any other such control group then read on, my

   aim is to offend you as much as possible.  People like

   you who would force others to fit your narrow minded

   little world views are a blight upon the landscape.

   My personal philosophy is that of "Rational Anarchy"

   ie.  anyone should feel free to do as they please such

   that their actions do not adversely impact on the lives

   of others.
Introduction:

   Primus - The origin of the title: Over the years I have

   found myself looking after a large number of children,

   many of whom have at one time or another developed severe

   crushes on me.  As time went by I discovered that I en-

   joyed their company more and more, often I found myself

   with them, discusing the intricacies of the transformers,

   comparing various superheros against one and other, and

   spending less time with their parents.  Finaly someone

   remarked that the children might as well be mine.  And

   so my Clayton's children came to be, "The child you're

   having when you're not having a child."



   Secundus - This is a story of make believe, it decscr-

   ibes what might have been in a very different world.  If

   you feel an uncontrollable desire to carry out the act-

   ivities described in this type of story, the stop read-

   ing now and seek proffesional help.



   Tertius - You might find this story to be a little long

   winded for your tastes and too much prose separating the

   'Rumpety, Pumpety', well too bad, I'm starting to get

   just a little sick of those stories in which the narator

   has their partner undressed by the third paragraph, has

   them orgasaming in the fifth and is working on their

   second encounter or their next partner by the tenth.



   Quatrius - I hope you find my choice of phrasing to be

   an improvement over some recent stories that I have seen

   in the newsgroups, these stories appear to have been

   writen either cut and paste or by an AI.  If the former

   then shame on you and if the latter then I commend you

   and urge you to improve your algorithm to include more

   descriptive phrases and less repetition.







   Clayton's Children Book 1: Katy (Mf, Mff, Mmff, incest, pedo, teen)

   By Clayton







   Chapter 1: A disappointment and a pleasant surprise.



   It was just after I had finished high school and my mother and I took a
holiday on my uncle's property on the Queensland coast.  I had been told a
fair bit about the place, since my mother had vacationed there before and I
was looking forward to spending long days lounging on sandy beaches and
swimming in the waters of the tropics.  Well you can imagine my surprise
when we arrived and I discovered that while technically on the coast, the
nearest salt water was all mangrove estuary and the nearest accessible
beach was some 20 km away and shingle to boot.  The sandy beaches did exist
but one had to drive to them and I didn't have a drivers license.  I would
get to visit these beaches but only on shopping days.  I felt more than a
little cheated by this lack of beaches but it turned out to be a blessing
in disguise.

   The first morning I explore the property which is about 10 hectares,
about half of it covered by thick scrubby bush and prickly pear cactus. 
Behind the my uncle's land is a cattle station of about four thousand
hectares.  There's a dam on the property and I think well at least I can
swim, however when I reach it I discover that the recent rains have washed
out one of the walls and it consists of about five inches of very hot water
over about 10 inches of mud.  By this time I am feeling really pissed off,
here I am 25 km from the nearest town, even smaller than the hell hole
where I live, and 45 km from anywhere decent and the beaches with the
bikini clad bathing beauties.  Shit, it was starting to look like I had
gotten a raw deal in birthday/Christmas presents, four weeks in the bush,
nowhere to go and nothing to do.

   I say words to this effect over lunch, and my uncle tells me that he'll
take me to visit a neighbor's property after lunch where I could at least
swim and have some young company.  Lunch ended, my uncle, mother and I pile
into his little Suzuki 4WD and drive over to visit the neighbors.

   When we get there I look the place over.  The house is a converted
stockman's hut raised about three meters off the ground, on a mixture of
timber piles and concrete block pillars, underneath there is a small room,
also of concrete blocks, with a twisted steel door that looks to have been
blown half off it hinges.  There are the beginnings of walls and piles of
building materials stacked underneath.  An aluminium caravan is parked to
nearby.

   I ask my uncle about the little room and he explained, "That's their
battery room, lightning hit their solar panels in recent storm, and the
batteries exploded.  They were very lucky as they had only just finished
it. A week earlier and the explosion would have killed them, acid went
everywhere."

   Going up the stairs and onto the verandah, we meet the O'Conner family
and are invited in.  Inside the house there is a kitchen with a wood stove,
and kerosene fridge, beyond is a lounge with beautiful antique bookcases,
the rest of the furniture is shabby but comfortable looking.  An open door
off the lounge leads into a bedroom with a king-size bed.

   My uncle introduces me to the O'Conners and I discover just how young my
company is to be, luckily I've always gotten on better with people younger
than myself, but this was to be the biggest age gap yet.  First there's the
father James, mid forties, about 6 foot, dark hair, skinny as a rake, with
a short beard, the mother Jane, again in her mid forties, five foot eight,
long dark blonde hair and more than a little overweight.  Next is Jimmy,
twelve years old, four foot six, short hair same color as his mother's and
looking as obnoxious as only an twelve year old can.  Last is Katy, nine
("Almost ten" she informs me indignantly.), skinny, Nordic blonde hair,
blue eyes, faded blue shorts two sizes too large and an old white T-shirt
which looked like it belonged to her father.  I'm pissed all over again,
not even any 'scenery' to look at.  After the introductions and a quick cup
of tea my uncle and mother return to his house, him to go to sleep, as he
was on night shift and my mother to go horse riding with one of the
stockmen.

   The kids go into the caravan, where they apparently sleep, to get
changed into their bathers while I go down to the dam to have a look at
what looked like my only entertainment for most of the next four weeks. 
When I get a look at it I see the first good luck of my holiday.  It's
about thirty meters long and about fifteen wide, at one end there's a small
grass covered island about six meters across with a weeping willow in the
middle and a pole with a small diving platform jutting from it at the
other. I drop my towel onto an old cable drum nearby, strip off my T-shirt
and stepping out of my thongs I start to wade into the water.

   From behind me, there comes a yell of "Wait!", I turn and the kids are
running towards me, Jimmy is wearing a ratty pair of denim cutoffs belted
with a piece of rope and Katy has on a black one piece.  As they get closer
I think to myself 'Shit, where do these people shop for clothes, the
Salvo's.' Katy's suit is several sizes too large and gapes at every
opening. (I later learn that the family are eco-nuts and spends nearly all
of their money on the property, clearing the regrowth scrub and buying and
planting rain forest trees.)

   The kids come pelting up to me and Katy grabs my hand, dragging me
around to the end of the dam where a log is laid out over the water to the
diving platform and leads me out to it.  "C'mon Jimmy, get over here," she
calls.

   When he arrives she tells me to wrap my right arm about the pole, which
extends about twelve feet above the platform, and hang on to my right hand
with my left, she then instructs Jimmy to climb up and stand on my
shoulders.  Once she has us arranged to her satisfaction she climbs up our
bodies, standing in the crook of my left arm and placing her left foot on
my shoulder, as she does this the leg of her suit gapes even further and
there is her little cunt only inches from my eyes.  Sproing, instant hardon
and I start to think that this holiday wouldn't be so bad after all.  In
this position the outer lips of her pussy are pulled wide open and her
clit, which was anything but little, peeks out from between her shell pink
inner lips.

   An instant like eternity later, she lifts her other foot up and clambers
up her brother to stand on his shoulders, looking up I could see her
brother staring up at her crotch, which is now mostly covered but still
showing just enough to hint at that which is now concealed, I can also see
up the leg of his cutoffs to where his cock stands to attention amidst a
dozen or so fine hairs, and pokes out about four and a half inches, he has
obviously been treated to the same view I had on her way past.  She then
tells us to hold on, flexes her knees and throws herself backwards into the
water, performing a perfect 'headache' bomb, saturating me, her brother and
the pole clear to the top, an instant later I am soaked again as Jimmy
launches himself into an 'A-A' just to the side of where his sister had
entered the water.  As they backpedal away to either side of the platform I
complete the triplet with a 'honey-pot' between them.

   As I return to the surface I start to castigate myself, 'What in hell do
you think you're thinking about, she's only nine years old.  She's half
your age.' An instant later I feel a tap on the back of my head and Katy
giggles, "You're it!" As I turn I'm just in time to see her butt followed
by her heels disappearing beneath the surface.  'Shit, play now, think
later.' and I duck dive under the water in the direction I saw her
disappear.

   At this point I discover that tag played in a dam is a lot different to
that played in a pool, as I can only see about four feet in front of me
because of all of the clay suspended in the water.  Katy has long since
turned to one side and I return to the surface for a breath of air. 
Looking about I see Katy return to the surface some ten meters away near
the island.  I scan the rest of the dam looking for Jimmy and can't find
him, thirty, forty, fifty seconds pass and I start to get a little worried,
then I notice some ripples near the diving platform and looking closer I
see his nose just clearing the surface on the other side of the pole.  I
carefully duck below the surface and swim in his direction, slowly his foot
emerges from the gloom in front of me, I grab it, give him half a second to
prepare himself and jerk him below the surface, returning to the world
above I reach up and grasp the platform, a second later he bursts from the
water in front of me giggling uncontrollably, "Tricked ya, tricked ya!"

   "Yeah, tricked ya, tricked ya" as Katy puts her hands on my shoulders
and tries to force me beneath the surface.  Well 25 kilos of little girl
doesn't make much impression on a 65 kilo bloke who is holding onto a
telephone pole, but I go along with it and allow myself to be pushed
beneath the surface.  Big mistake, as I come back up, sputtering suitably,
Jimmy tags me and they both quickly disappear.

   The lively game of tag continues for about twenty minutes and I call a
halt as I am getting puffed.  I swim over to the platform and wrap my right
arm around the pole to support myself, Jimmy clambers up onto the platform
and sits with his feet dangling over my head, Katy swims up to me, grabs me
about the neck and draws my left arm around her waist to support herself.
For a few minutes we rest there while I catch my breath and they tell me a
little about themselves, how they don't go to school because there is no
bus, but instead have correspondence classes.  How their father had taught
them to walk the tightrope on their boundary fence, which has 3/4 inch
aluminium cable strung as the top wire, and how they were making their very
own rain forest.

   While I am getting my breath back Katy says, "Bet you can't stop me
getting away."

   I look at her funny and Jimmy says, "Yeah bet you can't, she's a real
escape artist."

   "Oh!" I say, and I tighten my grip around her waist.  Well the next
thing I know I'm holding onto nothing but the pole and an empty bathing
suit and Katy is bobbing up and down in the water about three meters away
shrieking,

   "Told ya, told ya."

   I hold out her bathers towards her saying, "They're a bit big aren't
they?"

   "Yeah, they're my sister's, my old ones are too small"

   "Your sister," I ask "where's she?" thinking maybe I can change my luck
with her.

   "Oh, she's married," 'Damn!', "she's with her husband and kids and my
big brother down in Brisbane." 'double damn'.  Katy took the suit from me
and instead of putting it back on she throws it up so it drapes over
Jimmy's head, "I don't like them, they rub, usually I just swim in my
knickers.  Jimmy's still it!" With this she ducks below the surface
presenting me with the twin globes of her little behind.  Sproing, and my
one eyed trouser snake rears his ugly head again.

   While I'm picking up my jaw, Jimmy steps on my head, "You're it!" and
dives in.

   'She's still only nine' I tell Woody.  'Almost ten her reminds me. 
Anyway so what,' says he, 'she's a girl, we're a boy and she's naked.'
'but...' "Can't catch me!" "Can't catch me!", the two kids jeer, So I
abandon my inner struggle and we continue with the game, but now there's an
added twist as Woody seems to guide my hand to grasp her buttocks when I
next catch Katy.  She giggles, wriggles her butt in my hand for a second or
two and then dives after Jimmy.  'See!' says Woody, 'You're imagining
things.' I reply.

   Next thing I know, a light touch runs up my leg, over my dick, past my
nipples and Katy bursts from the water in front of me and pulls my nose. 
"You're it!" she giggles, but this time her giggle sounds subtly different
to her others, she then plants her feet in the middle of my chest and dives
backwards away from me.  'Told ya, told ya!' 'Oh gawd, now my dicks mocking
me.'

   I start scanning the water for the kids and seeing Jimmy's head pop up,
'A safe target.' I think and launch myself in his direction, but he
disappears before I can reach him, Katy pops up just to my right, sees me
and tries to duck back beneath the surface.  I reach out to grab her.  and
find myself holding onto the top of her thigh with my finger rubbing up
into her little slit.  'Oh shit, that's it, she's gonna freak.' I think,
but she just turns in my hand and looks at me with a funny look on her face
and says, "I'm sick of tag let's play torpedoes".

   I'm still in a state of shock at this point so I just look at her stupid
and ask, "What's that?"

   She grabs my hand and leads me over towards the bank until the water is
about waist deep and holds my hand palm up just beneath the surface, then
lies down so her chest rests on my hand.  She tells me to hold the bottom
of her feet with the other hand and when she nods her head, to push her
across the surface of the water as hard as I can.  I take her feet and lift
them to the surface and find myself staring at her little bottom, Woody
can't resist this sight and starts drooling, a few seconds later I feel her
body shaking and I look to see her with her arms stretched out ahead of
her, her palms together and her head nodding violently up and down.  So I
launch her and she travels about half way across the dam, Woody using my
eyes to follow that tight little derriere.

   I jump as I feel a tap on my shoulders and turn to see Jimmy saying, "My
turn now."

   After about half a dozen launches each, I call a stop, saying, "I need a
cigarette." Jimmy and I clamber out of the water and we head towards my
towel while Katy swims over to the platform, retrieves her suit and puts it
on.  I dry my hands and roll a cigarette.

   While I'm lighting up Katy comes up behind me and says, "Let's go over
and sit on the island."

   "O.K." I reply, we gather up my towel and tobacco and things and wade
over to the island.  I spread my towel out on the grass under the tree and
sit down leaning up against it's trunk.  Katy and Jimmy park themselves in
front of me sitting with their legs crossed.  'Oh gawd!' I can see inside
the leg band of her bathers and Woody stirs yet again.

   We sit there for about fifteen minutes talking about this and that,
while I smoke my cigarette.  I'm somewhat distracted fighting a loosing
battle with Woody's control over my eyes to take much notice of the
conversation.  The way she is sitting I can see every detail of her vulva,
it's completely hairless and her clit pokes out about half an inch.  Her
lips are stretched so wide that I can see her little peehole above her
vagina which glistened wetly.

   When I finish my smoke Jimmy says, "I'm going up to play Sega, you wanna
come?"

   I look at Katy who replies for me, "No, I want Geoff to swim some more
with me."

   Jimmy races off, up to the house leaving me alone with Katy.  We slip
into the water and swim over to the diving platform where Katy say's she
wants to jump from my shoulders again.  Another tantalizing glimpse,
another face full of water and I jump in after her.  When I surface she
takes my hand and tows me over near the bank where she tells me she wants
me to toss her.  The first couple of times she stands in my hands and I
catapult her backwards towards the middle of the dam.  Then she wants me to
'cannonball' her, she curls up into a ball and I balance her on my shoulder
and throw her like a shot-put.

   Well tossing a 25 kilo shot-put is rather tiring so after only five or
six of these I retire to the middle of the dam and suspend myself from the
platform again.  Like before Katy wraps my arm about her waist, but this
time tucks my hand down between her legs.  Well, I jerk it away like I was
scalded, but she just puts it back and tells me: "I like touching myself
down there and I want you to do it too." I try to tell her that it's wrong,
but she says, "I know all about that, but I like it and I trust you and
I'll never tell anyone about it."

   By this time Woody is threatening to go off like Mount Saint Hellens and
is doing most of my thinking for me, so I start to gently stroke my finger
up and down her slit running the tip from her tiny little hole forward to
circle her clit and back again.  As I continue my strokes I start to push
the tip into her tight little hole until it meets the barrier of her
virginity.  I slip it in and out for a minute or two, then withdraw it to
find her clit standing to attention and nearly an inch long, gently
grasping it between my thumb and my first two fingers I slowly draw it's
hood back and forth over the tip, wanking on it like a small uncircumcised
penis.  As I continue her face starts to become flushed, her breath comes
faster and she starts to grind her butt into my belly.  After another
minute or so I change my grip so I can imbed the tip of my ring finger in
her tight little hole while continuing to jack off her clit with my thumb
and forefinger.  Suddenly she stiffens, clamps her thighs tight about my
hand and her vagina starts to nibble on the tip of my finger which is
pressed up against her virginity.  Just as suddenly I groan as I feel an
exquisite pain in my groin as my prick erupts into my pants, it feels like
I've pulled a muscle as I cum harder than I've ever cum before in my life,
and I continue to spasm long after I've pumped myself dry.

   Turning in my arm she kisses me softly on the lips and says, "Oh, that
was nice, I've never felt like that before."

   "You had an orgasm." I gently reply and kiss her in the middle of the
forehead.

   "Does it always feel like that?"

   "It should."

   We slowly swim over to the island, where I make and light another
cigarette, I lean back against the tree and Katy snuggles up to my side and
rests her head on my chest.  Suddenly she giggles, "I can hear your heart
and it's going very hard."

   "I know," I reply, "I had an orgasm too." I bend my head forwards and
kiss the top of her head and she grasps my hand and cuddles it to her
chest, where her own heartbeat slowly subsides.  We lie like that silently
in shared togetherness for what might have been a lifetime.

   A few minutes like an hour later Jimmy comes running down from the house
yelling, that his mum want's to know if I want a cup of tea.  Katy and I
gather my things together and we head up to the house pausing at the cable
reel to retrieve my T-shirt.  While there Katy clambers up onto the reel
and motions for me to turn around, whereupon she climbs astride my
shoulders, her suit pulls to one side in the process and her bare little
cunt is rubbing against the back of my neck.

   When we get up to the house Jane sends Katy off to get changed and says,
"I hope she hasn't been too much trouble?"

   "No," I reply, "She's been delightful."

   Handing me a cup of tea Jane leads me into the lounge, she then turns to
me and asks if I'd like to borrow a pair of dry shorts, I thank her and she
leads me into her bedroom where she retrieves a pair of her husbands
shorts, hands them to me and leaves the room.  I quickly strip, dry off and
get dressed again.  Returning to the lounge I take a seat on the couch and
begin talking to Jane and James, they ask me about what subjects I did at
school and what I was going to do at college.

   At this point our conversation is interrupted as Katy catapults into the
room.  This time she is dressed in an ankle length skirt straight out of
the flower power era, and a little pink crop top and she looks gorgeous.

   She take a seat at my side and cuddles up to me, 'This is being
discrete?' I think to myself, but her parents ignore it except for Jane to
comment, "That's got to be the worst case of puppy love I've ever seen."

   We continue our conversation and I tell them that I hope to do computing
at college.  In return they tell me about their property and how they are
trying to create a rain forest micro-climate.  We sit there for about an
hour talking about how the stockmen of old really stuffed things up,
clearing land so that the heavy tropical rains eroded the soil badly, and
what regrowth there was, was thick scrub which was too low to provide
proper shelter for the native animals and birds.  All this time Katy is a
soft warm lump in my side, saying nothing, just being there and I never
want her to go away.

   By this time it was getting late and the sun was about to set, so
reluctantly I excused myself, saying I had to head home before it got dark.
I thank them for a great time, and hope that I would be able to come back
and use their dam again.  They reply in the affirmative and I take my
leave.

   Katy walks with me to the boundary of their property holding my hand and
points out a shortcut back to my uncle's, she them pulls my head down to
her level and gives me a soft sweet kiss on the lips and saying, "Come back
tomorrow."

   "I've got to," I laugh, "I'm still wearing your dad's pants." She then
kisses me again, gives me a big hug and turns back to her house.  I stand
there and watch her until she disappears behind a clump of bamboo, turning,
I duck through the fence and return to my uncle's, and a cold, late tea.









   Chapter 2 - A walk in the bush.



   Over the next few days I get to know Katy's family better and find
myself drawn more and more to her for reasons other than the sexual, indeed
nothing more than the occasional cuddle and her kissing me goodbye occurs
during this period.

   Jimmy makes himself more and more obnoxious treating Katy like dirt;
ordering her around, stealing her lollies and trying to disrupt anything
she was doing, though he quickly learns that if I'm involved, to wait his
turn or be frozen out all together.

   As I spend more time with the family I come to see the reason for this
behavior, their parents are firmly of the opinion that only males are of
any use, accordingly Jimmy gets nearly all of the attention, indeed he's
encouraged to lord it over his sister.  On the other side of the coin,
Katy's only function in life was to entrap a husband so that he would take
her off their hands.  To accomplish this all Katy has to do is look after
her skin and teeth and look pretty.  However as I get to know the children
better it becomes patently obvious that Katy can think rings around her 'oh
so superior' big brother.

   I do not like the situation and while I am unable to do anything about
it directly, I give as much of my attention to Katy as possible.  I am
helped in this by her parent's attitudes, who see her as not really worth
bothering about.

   In compensation for her parent's attitudes I encourage Katy in
independent thinking, teaching her how to put on a "public face" and how to
hide her real thoughts behind it.  I discover in the course of
conversations with her that every time she starts to best her brother in
their schoolwork, she is reined in and given work to do about the house,
"being trained to be a good wife" I guess her parents would call it.

   I show her how to keep her apparent performance behind her brothers by
deliberately getting answers wrong, while keeping track of her actual
performance in her head.  This kid amazed me, she picks up on what I'm
getting at very quickly, indeed she thinks it's a great game.  She has
already worked out for herself what her parent's plans for her were and at
age nine she had already decided that she wanted no part of it and is
already beginning to make moves of her own in the directions I am
encouraging her.

   Later we move onto the advanced subject of creative falsehoods, she
already has two of the three main rules of lying down pat: 1.  tell the
truth in such a way as to be believed to be lying; and 2.  keep it simple
and don't embellish.  She quickly picks up on the hardest one of all; 3. 
tell part of the truth but lead the listener to reach an erroneous
conclusion. Lazaraus Long would have been proud.

   One day about five days after my arrival, I visit the O'Conners and
discover that Jimmy has gone off with some boys who live down the road
leaving Katy behind.  The weather had turned a little cooler than it had
been to date and Katy decides she is going to take me for a walk on the
neighboring cattle station.  We check with her parents and they quickly
give their permission.

   Katy takes me into the kitchen where we get a canteen of water and
prepare some lunch, then leads me off to the caravan, where she and her
brother sleep, so that she can put on some clothes.  I start to wait
outside but Katy drags me in so that we can talk.  She grabs a pair of
knickers, and stepping in one side, threads them through the crotch of her
bathers and puts her leg through the other side.  She then strips off her
bathing suit and pulls on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, a scruffy pair of
sandals and a baseball cap completed the ensemble.  Moving to the other end
of the van we half inch (pinch) her brother's knapsack, stow our provisions
and my towel and head on our way.

   Leading me by the hand, she takes me to the back of their land where it
adjoins the cattle station, I hold the barbed wire apart while she clambers
through then follow her.  Grasping my hand again she guides me through the
bush to where a track, used by the stockmen to get their trucks in and out,
runs.  Hand in hand we walk down the track talking about various things.

   As we walked I noticed, several piles of sawdust and hundreds of pieces
of timber, curved on one side and flat on the other.

   "What are those?" I ask Katy.

   "Oh that's where the sleeper cutters, cut up the logs from the trees
they cut down to make railway sleepers," she explains, "Those bits left
over are called flitches."

   After about another fifteen minutes I see a bus up ahead and point it
out.  "What's that doing here?"

   "Isaac lives in that," she tells me, "He used to be a stockman on this
property and the owner lets him live here."

   As we get closer I saw that the bus is all but derelict, it's up on
blocks and half of the windows have sheets of corrugated iron fastened over
them, a sort of shed walled on two side with flitches is attached to the
side of the bus, around the bus are a number of timber sculptures which
have been carved with an ax and chainsaw.

   Isaac is about seventy five years old with snowy white hair, a long
unkempt and stained beard and mustache.  Katy introduces us and we exchange
a few pleasantries.  Isaac offers us a drink and we accept.  Pouring from a
large jug, he hands each of us a glass about half full of some dark liquid,
taking a sip I discover that he had given me and a nine year old girl neat
rum.  I turn to say something to Katy but as I open my mouth she upends her
glass and drains it in a single gulp.

   Looking me in the eye she says, "Drink your drink?"

   Somewhat stunned, especially her at her ability to consume neat rum with
such ease, I comply, gasping as the raw neat liquid burns its way down my
gullet.  After a few more minutes of conversation Katy says, "Goodbye," to
Isaac and we continue on our way.

   After we are out of earshot, I turn to Katy and ask, "Does he usually
give you rum to drink?"

   She replies, "Yep and I like it, it makes me feel good."

   "Does he ever try to do anything to you?"

   "What do you mean?" she asks.

   "Does he ever try to touch you like I did in the dam the other day?"

   "No, never.  I figure he might one day, but if he ever starts looking at
me funny I just won't go back, besides I can run faster than him."

   "Well, you be very careful," I warn her, and we continue walking.

   A couple of minutes later she stops, and says, "You know when you rubbed
my privates and I felt really good?" I nod and she continues, "Well I tried
rubbing myself in bed, it feels kinda good, but not like when you did it.
What am I doing wrong?"

   I look around and spy a log by the side of the track and take a seat on
it.  Katy perches herself on my knee and I ask her, "What do you know about
sex?"

   "Can I say bad words?" she asks.

   "You can say any words you like.  There aren't any bad words," I
explain. "What makes them bad is how you use them.  Like if I said, 'You're
a fucking cunt,' I'm saying something bad, but if I said, 'I like fucking
cunts,' I'm just saying what I like to do, the words are the same, but what
I'm saying with them is different."

   "Oh, I see."

   "Be careful who you use words like that around, though, because most
people think that the words themselves are bad, and that they are really
bad if a kid uses them."

   "That's stupid."

   "I know, but then most people are a bit stupid or have stupid ideas and
the smart people know that they have to act like the stupid people or they
will get in trouble."

   "I get it.  It's like my lessons.  If I want to learn I've got to
pretend I'm stupid or I get stopped."

   "Exactly, just remember that your parents aren't really stupid, they
just have an old fashioned, stupid idea about boys and girls.  We're just
extra smart and can recognize the stupid ideas.  Any way if you want to
learn about sex you better answer my question."

   "O.K.  I know that sex, uh fucking, is where a man puts his dick between
a woman's legs, uh in her cunt, and that's how they make a baby."

   "Have you ever had a really good look at your pussy?  That's another
word for cunt and I like it better and you won't get in as much trouble if
the wrong person hears you say it."

   "Yeah, but I don't really know what all the parts are."

   I lean over and get a stick and smooth an area of the ground with my
foot.  "O.K., I don't have to be accurate then, just as well because I
can't draw very well." Saying this I lift her from my knee, and sit her
beside me on the log, bending over I draw a rough sketch of the female and
male genitalia.  (The penis erect because I think that all the books used
in school are stupid.) As I do this I think of Socrates definition of a
school, A log with a teacher on one end and a student on the other.

   Using the stick as a pointer I point out the various feature naming them
and explaining their function as I go: "These are the inner lips, they help
to keep dirt out of the vagina."

   At this point Katy interrupts me and says, "I don't have any inner
lips."

   "Yes, you do but they are pretty small at the moment, and when you
stretch your pussy open to look inside they disappear, they'll grow like
your boobs will when you get older.  The inner lips are pretty sensitive
and it feels good when you rub them the right way.  Anyway, this is the
entrance to the vagina or cunt hole, it's a sort of tube which goes up
inside of your body.

   "These are the outer lips, they protect the inner lips and this the
clitoris or clit."

   "How come my clit sticks out between them then?" she asks.

   "You just have a big clit, just like some women have big tits."

   "Is it bad that I have a big clitoris?"

   "No, in fact I think it's good because you can do more things with a big
clit.  The clit has thousands of nerve endings and is very, very sensitive,
when it gets rubbed the right way it fills up with blood and gets even more
sensitive."

   "Now this is a man's penis, dick, prick, cock and a whole lot of other
names.  It's a lot like the clitoris because its also has lots of nerves in
it to make it sensitive, it fills up with blood too and gets big and hard
like this so it can be pushed up inside a woman's vagina.  Normally it's
smaller and soft and just dangles."

   "I know," Katy interjects with a giggle, "I've seen my brother's, it
looks like a witchety grub.  What do you mean, it goes up inside the
vagina, It wouldn't fit, I put my finger in there and it sort of hurts, and
I can't put it in very far or it hurts even more.  Just a sec, how come it
didn't hurt when you put your finger in the other day?"

   "O.K., one thing at a time," I begin to explain, "When a woman or a
girl, gets sexually aroused or horny..."

   "I've heard that word, what's it mean?"

   "Horny?  It means when her body gets ready to have sex."

   "Oh."

   "Anyway, when she gets horny the muscles around a girl's vagina relax
and loosen up, and special glands inside it produce a slippery fluid that
lubricates inside her vagina so you can put pretty big things in there
without it hurting, after all a baby has to come out of there."

   Katy interrupts again, "You still haven't told me why my finger would
only go in a little way, a dick is much longer than my finger, do you only
put it in a little bit?"

   "I was just getting to that, just inside your vagina is a piece of skin,
called a hymen or cherry, it stopped shit from going up inside you when you
were a baby, in the middle of it is a tiny hole just big enough to let
blood out."

   "Blood?"

   "I'll get to that in a minute, just be patient.  O.K.?"

   "O.K.."

   "Well, the first time a girl has sex the mans penis is forced through
the hole in that piece of skin and it gets torn away, and his penis goes
all the way up inside.

   "Doesn't that hurt a lot?" she asks a little apprehensively.

   "Sometimes," I reply, "but some girls hardly feel it at all.  It all
depends on how aroused a girl is when it happens, if she isn't turned on
(that means horny too) it hurts a lot, if she is just about to have an
orgasm she hardly feels it at all, the pain gets mixed up with all the good
feelings and her body can't tell them apart."

   "Is that the only way it can get torn?"

   "No, sometimes a doctor cuts it away, or it can get broken in an
accident, like if you fell on a log or you can just push through it with
your finger."

   "What about the blood."

   "O.K., O.K., stand up and face me.  Here inside you, " I trace on her
belly with my finger, "is a special organ called the uterus which is
connected to the top of the vagina, and attached to it with tubes are two
more organs called ovaries.  When you get older the ovaries will start
making tiny little eggs, one or two very month or so.  These eggs travel
down the tubes to the uterus and if the egg isn't fertilized, your body
will make the lining of the uterus peels away and it will bleed a little
for a few days to wash discarded lining and the dead egg out.  Then your
body will make a new lining for your uterus and it happens all over again."

   "How does the egg get fertilized?"

   "Well," back to the drawings, "Here in this little sack called the
scrotum, are two glands called testicles, balls, or nuts.  They make
millions of tiny little cells call sperm that look like tadpoles.  When a
man's cock is rubbed up and down, like it was sliding in and out of a
vagina, these sperm travel up tubes inside his body where they get mixed
with a slippery fluid, then this comes spurting out of the end of his penis
and if his penis is inside a woman and it's the right time, one of the
sperm might meet up with her egg and fertilize it, it then sticks to the
inside of her uterus and starts to grow into a baby.  Nine months later the
uterus squeezes the baby out."

   "But why doesn't it feel as good when I rub it?" she asks.

   "Well when you did it, did you rub yourself very softly, or did you just
push things around?"

   "Just pushed them around I guess," she replies.

   "O.K..  When you play with yourself, you either have to be very gentle
or slippery.  The best way to do it is to just start out gently rubbing
around the outside.  As it starts to feel better your vagina will start to
make that lubricating fluid.  When this happens smear it around everywhere
especially on your clit.  You can then push your finger or fingers in a
little bit, and rub your clit, as you get closer to your orgasm you can rub
harder, when you're really close you can rub much harder, just be careful
because pain feels like the good feelings then, so if you get too rough
you'll be sore afterwards.  Just do what feels good and keep things
slippery."

   "O.K., I think I know what to do now," she says.

   "Just remember in a few year when you start bleeding your mother is
going to have a talk with you about these things.  Remember to say 'Yuck'
and 'how does it fit?' at the right times or she's going to want to know
where you learned this."

   "I'm not stupid you know!" she says accusingly.

   Finally explanations over we get up and continue our walk.

   Five minutes later she turns in front of me and says, "I need to pee,
close your eyes." I think this is rather strange as we are surrounded by
trees but I comply, however as soon as I hear her piddle hit the ground I
open my eyes and see her grinning up at me, looking down I see she has
pulled the leg band of her shorts and knickers to one side and is holding
her pussy lips apart with her hips thrust forward as she pees standing up.
When she has finished she giggles, "I knew you would look."

   "Well what do you expect?" I reply.



   She just giggles again, "Now it's your turn."

   "It's a bit difficult now," I say, "as my penis is hard, and a man can't
piss with a hardon."

   "Oooh, can I see it, can you make it shoot for me?  That's what I really
want to see anyway."

   I think about it for a while, half a second at least, then agree.  I
open the fly of my shorts, and wrestle Woody from his confinement, I then
clasp him in my fist and pumping up and down I roll the foreskin back and
forth over the glans, explaining as I go, "This is called masturbating or
jerking off."

   She stand slightly to one side looking on intently.  "Can I try that?"
she asks.

   I nod and remove my hand, I then take her hand and wrap it about my
shaft, and holding mine over hers I demonstrate to her the correct motion,
taking my hand away I look at her face, upon which is a look of intense
concentration.  It only takes a dozen or so strokes of her hand before I'm
spewing cum everywhere.  If the cum I had in the dam was painful then this
one was sheer agony, but the sort of pain that I would gladly experience
any time.  My first shots land nearly three meters in front of me, and I
spurt eight or nine times before it slows to a dribble coating Katy's hand,
final an eternity later I finish cumming, and have to stop her stroking, as
I explain to her how a man's penis is extra sensitive after he has cum.

   She examines the cum coating her hand, rubbing it between her fingers
and sniffing at it.

   "Some people like the taste of it, you know," I say.

   She looks at me and says, "I will, if you do."

   So scooping up a dollop of the end of my prick with my finger I pop it
in my mouth and suck it clean.  Katy watches me for a moment then stick out
her tongue and takes a tentative lick.  Stopping for a second, she rolls
her tongue about inside her mouth then sticks it out again and avidly licks
her whole hand clean.  "I like it, it tastes great."

   "I can tell," I laugh.

   "Next time I want you to shoot it all in my mouth, so I can drink it
all," she says.

   'Oh shit!' I think, Woody twitches and unsuccessfully tries to rise to
the occasion.  Using my finger I wipe the rest of the cum off my prick and
feed it to her, who laps it up like it was ice-cream.  Stuffing Woody back
in my pants we continue on down the track.

   As we walk Katy asks, "Was that an orgasm?"

   "Yes," I reply, "that's what happens when a man has an orgasm,"

   "It looked really cool, did it feel good?"

   "Very good, the best."

   "Can I make it happen again?  I want to taste it again, I like it a
lot."

   "You'll have to wait a little while," I say, "It takes a man's balls a
little while to make more cum."

   "Cum?" she asks.

   I explain, "It's another word for orgasm.

   "It's getting on for lunch." I say.

   "There's a dam near here.  We'll eat there." Katy replies.  We soon
arrive at the dam, and laying out my towel we seat ourselves under a tree
nearby where lunch is quickly demolished.

   "Are you ready, to cum again?" Katy asks.

   "I am, but don't you want to cum too?" I inquire in return.

   "Yeah, I'd like that."

   "Well, sit here." I guide her to sit on my stomach, straddling me,
leaning back against my knees, which are raised.  Reaching down I push the
leg band of her shorts and knickers to one side, holding her pants out of
the way with my right hand I gaze at her pussy, "It's so beautiful," I
murmur and my cock begins to harden behind her.

   "Oh!  I can feel your penis poking into my bum."

   I slowly with feather touches of my left hand begin to trace circles on
her upper thigh, moving closer to her pussy with every circuit.  "Ooh, that
tickles!  It feels nice." After a minute or so, I am stroking my finger
over her pussy lips at the top of every circuit.  "That's making me feel
all tingly in my tummy." "Your tummy or your pussy?" I ask.  "Yeah my
Pussy. You know saying those words makes it feel even better.  It makes me
feel naughty and good when I say them."

   "I know, that's one of the reasons, people don't want kids to say them
or to know about how good orgasms feel."

   "But that's stupid!"



   "What did I say about stupid ideas?" I ask, "But this stupid idea isn't
really that stupid, think about it for a bit, most kids aren't as smart as
you and wouldn't think about any bad things that might happen."

   "What bad things?"

   "Well what if I didn't really care how you felt, but only thought about
feeling good myself.  Some men are like that and it can be hard to tell. 
What if someone like that found a kid playing with herself and just forced
his cock up inside her without making sure she was ready first then
throwing her away when he is finished.  Even if it didn't hurt her body, it
would hurt her mind because she would know that he didn't like her but was
just using her like a thing.  And it is even harder to heal a mind than it
is to heal a body, because the mind finds it very hard to forget things
like that, and the poor girl ends up feeling dirty and used.  If the mind
does manage to forget something really bad it usually makes something else
out of balance as well.

   "So you see that it isn't such a stupid idea after all.  Now talking
like this has made me feel a little sad so come up here and we'll cuddle
for a while."

   We snuggle for a few minutes, when Katy asks, "So it's all right if the
people like each other, and they make each other feel good?"

   "Almost," I say, "they should also make sure that no one else gets hurt
either.  Generally this means keeping your mouth shut, and not letting
other people see what is going on unless you want them to be part of it
too."

   We cuddle for a few more minutes until Katy asks, "Are you feeling
better now?" I nod, "Goody!" She quickly repositions herself and draws my
hand to her crotch.

   I begin gently stroking her through her knickers until a damp patch
appears.  Pulling the gusset to one side I gather some of the liquid
weeping from her slit on my finger tip, I begin to increase the pressure of
my strokes, allowing my fingertip to slip between her lips.  More moisture
forms and I collect it and spread it around her sweet little pussy.

   She is now very wet and I use the back of my right hand to hold her
pants aside and the fingertips to spread her lips apart.  I'm now looking
straight into her vagina and can see her hymen, which glistens in the
dappled sunlight which filters through the leaves.  With my left hand I
begin massaging her lubrication into her clitoris which is now standing
proudly to attention.  Grasping it between my fingers and thumb I stretch
it, away from her body then release it and it snaps back.

   "Ohhh!" she exclaims.

   I then move my fingers to the bottom of her crack, and insert one into
her tiny hole, it is so tight around my finger tip, I gently work it in and
out until I have it inserted to the first knuckle and I'm rubbing up
against her virginity.  Withdrawing my finger from her body, I move back to
her clit and begin masturbating it like a tiny cock.  It is now standing
well clear of her vulva so I release her lips from my right hand and slowly
insert my right stinkfinger into her drooling cunny.  I start a syncopating
motion pulling up with my left hand as I push my finger into her and back
as I withdraw.  Her pussy lips are now flushed and swollen and she is
beyond speech, emitting little gasps and moans of pleasure.  Suddenly she
squeals and her pussy grips my finger so tightly I can barely move it, I
continue my motions until she grips my left hand to stop it, but I continue
to move my right in an out but much slower than earlier.

   Finally she releases the deathgrip on my left hand, I withdraw my finger
with an audible pop, and bring it towards my face, where I inhale, taking
in her exquisite aroma, then to my mouth where I suck it clean.

   "Ohhh!  that felt even better than the last time," she says.  "Do I
taste nice?"

   "The best," I say.  Gathering more of her fluids on my finger, I present
it to her, whereupon she sucks it dry with no hesitation.

   "Mmm, nice, almost as good as your cum."

   "Better," I say.  She reaches between her legs coats her own finger with
her juices and feeds them to me.  I then collect some more and offer it to
her.  Taking turns we feed each other her juices until her crotch is as dry
as we can make it.  Turning about she then cuddles up to my side, I kiss
her on top of her head and we snuggle silently for a few minutes.

   Suddenly she looks up at me with a cheeky grin, "Your turn" she say's
and dives for my crotch, undoing the stud and zipper she tugs on my shorts.
I stand and she pulls them down to my ankles and I step out of them, she
then tucks the front of my jocks under my balls and gazes at my exposed
genitals.

   Suddenly feeling as mischievous as Katy looks, I decide to introduce
them, "You weren't properly introduced before," I say, "Katy meet Woody. 
Woody this is Katy."

   "Pleased to meet you I'm sure," says Katy, and taking a firm grip, she
shakes him up and down.

   Kneeling in front of me Katy begins to quickly stroke up and down. 
Taking hold of her hand I stop her, saying, "Take it slowly, the longer you
can make it last the better it feels when I do cum"

   "O.K.."

   "Spit in your hand and get it wet, rub it all over the knob that'll make
it feel even better."

   She does this then grins again, "I've got a better idea, and slipping
her left hand between her legs she rubs her it back and forth for a while
then withdraws it coated with her juices, transferring these to the head of
my cock, she then goes back for more, all the while slowly stroking her
right hand up and down my engorged shaft.  All the while she is
masturbating me she is alternately rubbing her cunt and then massaging her
juices into my glans.

   It doesn't take much of this before I'm ready to shoot my wad, "Do you
still want that drink?" I ask.

   "Oooh, yes please!" comes the immediate reply.  I place my hand on my
shaft and she immediately removes her own and plunges it between her legs
to join the other where they both begin rubbing furiously.  She opens her
mouth wide, pokes her tongue out and tilts her head back slightly, taking a
step forward I begin stroking furiously, half a dozen strokes later I shoot
my load, the first spurt misses coating her cheek and forehead, beading in
her fringe.  I quickly correct my aim, and the rest of my load finds the
intended receptacle.  As my spasms slow to a dribble I lay the head of my
cock on her tongue, finally I squeeze the last few drops onto her tongue.
Looking into her mouth I see that her mouth is so full I can't see her back
teeth and long strings of cum drool from her upper lip into the pool at the
back of her mouth.  She closes her lips and swirls my cum around inside her
mouth for a few moments, tasting it, before swallowing it with an audible
gulp.  Suddenly she stiffens and shudders in front of me as she has another
orgasm of her own.

   When she recovers she squeals, "I did it, I did it myself!"

   "What do you mean?" I gasp.

   "I gave myself an orgasm.  It's the first one you didn't do for me."

   I gather her up in my arms and she hugs me around the neck, squeezing
tightly, I hug her back, cupping her tiny ass in one hand the other
supporting the back of her head.  I stand there holding this beautiful
woman-child thinking of nothing but how good she feels in my arms.  Hours
or only minutes later she wriggles in my arms, as I release her she says,
"I feel all sweaty and sticky.  Let's swim."

   Suiting her actions to her words, she quickly strips off her T-shirt,
shorts and sandals and starts splashing into the water.  Removing my
T-shirt and kicking off my thongs I give chase and overtake her.  Sweeping
her back up into my arms I roll her into a ball and lift her to my shoulder
then launch her towards the middle of the dam.  I dive after the human
missile I've just released, grasp her mid-thigh and tug her beneath the
surface.  Pulling her towards me I blow a "zoober" (TM Rudy Huxtable) into
her belly button, then rise to the surface.  Katy erupts from the water in
front of me.

   "I'm gonna get you for that!" she giggles.

   My "Promises, promises," earns me a face full of water.  Whilst I'm
gasping Katy disappears beneath the surface and jabs her fingers into my
ribs tickling me, as I laugh she rises from the water behind me and shoves
my head under.

   When I rise she is nowhere to be seen.  As I tread water, slowly turning
to look about me something soft and slimy hits the back of my head, I spin
about and barely have time to duck beneath the surface as another ball of
mud comes my way.  In our play back at her place I'd noticed that she
nearly always swims off to the right and taking advantage of this I swim
beneath the surface to where I think she should be, 'Ah gotcha!' I think as
I see a small foot flash in front of my face.  Grasping it in one hand I
tow her nearer the edge of the water until my feet can just touch the
bottom.  Still holding onto her foot I duck to the bottom and pick up a
good handful of mud.  Returning to the surface I transfer my grip so that I
am holding her about the middle and pull out the waistband of her knickers
and shove the handful of mud down the back, cup her ass and rub it into the
crack.

   "Katy's pooped her pants!" I jeer.

   She quickly slips from my grasp and disappears beneath the surface,
returning moments later waving her knickers above her head and with a
deadly accurate throw, plasters them across my face.  Wadding them into a
ball I throw them up onto the bank, my accuracy leaves a lot to be desired
and I land them in the middle of my T-shirt.  Katy giggles, presents me
with the sight of her naked buttocks and disappears.  Moments later It's my
turn as a handful of mud is dropped into my jocks, and rubbed in.

   Dropping and quickly turning I manage to snag an ankle before she can
get away.  Maintaining my grip, as this seem to be the only way to keep
hold of her without wrapping both hands about her throat, I strip off my
underpants and drape them over her face.  Taking them in one hand, she
bends her knee until she can wrap her arm around my neck, then taking
deliberate aim she throws them to land on my shorts.

   Taking advantage of my surprise she slips from my grasp and backs away
eyeing me warily.

   "I give up," I say, "you win."

   Katy swims back to me and wraps both arms about my neck and presses her
lips to mine as she accepts her(my) reward.  I cup her ass in my hands and
allow my tongue to slip between my lips and lick hers.  She pulls her head
back and looks at me questioningly.

   "Open your mouth a little," I say, she complies and I turn my head to
one side and kiss her again, this time I slip my tongue into her mouth and
lick her teeth, then probe between them to find her tongue waiting for
mine. Quickly getting the idea she responds enthusiastically and we spend a
delightful thirty seconds trying to pin each others tongues.

   Pulling back for a moment she says, "I like that," then fastens her
mouth to mine again.

   This time the kiss is a little slower and more sensual.  Timing my
breathing to match hers, I wait until we both inhale then lift my feet from
the bottom and we both slip beneath the surface, slowly we sink until we're
resting on the bottom.  I cup her ass in my hands and probe between the
cheeks with my forefinger until I find her pucker where I press gently.  I
feel her squeal into my mouth and she shoots to the surface.  I rise with a
grin, and find her looking at me accusing.

   "What did you do that for?  Its dirty!"

   "I don't think it could be much cleaner than it is at the moment." I
laugh, splashing a little water into her face to make my point.  "Did it
feel nice?"

   "Yeah," she grins, "you surprised me, that's all," she says, and comes
back into my arms.

   I look her in the eye, grin and deliberately push my fingertip up
against her asshole.  Holding her like this I wade from the water to where
our clothes are, bending my knees, I set her feet on the towel and release
her.  I step back and look her over carefully as this is the first time
I've seen her totally naked.

   She is exquisite, her hair darkened by the water is plastered to her
head and falls to just above her kidneys, eyes sparkle in the sunlight and
are as blue as the sky above us.  Her nose is small with just the tiniest
hint of an upward tilt, beneath it her mouth is partly opened to reveal
pearly white teeth behind perfectly formed bow shaped lips.  A firm chin
completes her face.  Supporting it a slender neck rises from shoulders
toned by swimming, Her chest is almost flat with only the slightest swell
of breasts hinting at that which is to come, surmounting these are tiny
nipples, still a pale pink barely darker than her skin.  Below her belly is
still slightly rounded with the puppy fat of youth and centered in it is
the cute dimple of her navel just begging to be blown into.  Her hips are
still those of a boy with none of the womanly roundness which would come
later, I allow my gaze to travel lower taking in firm thighs, and calves,
thin ankles and her tiny feet.

   Finally I allow my eyes to look at her center, a rounded mound with firm
puffy lips with not even a hint of hair to conceal her tight crack,
surmounted by that incredible clit, still prominent even when not engorged
with blood.  As I scrutinize her Woody rises to take a look for himself.

   Katy wriggles a little self consciously beneath my gaze, then
straightens suddenly, placing her hands on her hips and setting her feet
about a foot apart.  She returns my scrutiny with interest but her gaze is
concentrated on only one part of my anatomy, that one small proud piece of
flesh, which juts from a nest of dark curly hair, beneath my balls are
encased in a sack tightened and wrinkled by the cool waters of the dam. 
Finally she lifts her eyes to meet mine and with a grin asks, "Has Woody
got another drink for me?" I grin back and nod.  "Good, I really like the
taste of your cum."

   She quickly kneels in front of me and wraps both of her hands around my
shaft, allowing just the knob to remain visible.  Her strokes soon have my
balls churning and they pull up until they are almost inside me.  When I
reach for my shaft and indicate that I'm about to cum, she tightens her
grip instead of releasing me, and with a devilish grin, pops the head into
her mouth.  This is the last straw and I groan, "Ohhh Shiiit!" It feels
like my balls are turning themselves inside out and her cheeks swell as I
pump wad after wad of jism into her mouth.  Finally I stop cumming and
collapse to sit on the towel pulling her to straddle my lap, my prick
sandwiched between her cuntlips leaking a final obscene drool onto her
belly just above her slit.

   Before she can swallow I bring my lips to hers and kiss her, forcing her
lips open with my tongue.  My cum drools into my mouth and I swirl it
around before pushing it back between her lips.  We kiss, exchanging my
creamy jism back and forth until with a convulsive gulp she swallows my
cum.

   "Why did you put my prick in your mouth?" I ask, surprised that she
would do such a thing without prompting.

   "I didn't want to miss any like I did last time.  Did you like it?"

   "It was the best ever.  Thank you," and I kiss her lips gently.

   This time it's my turn for the devilish grin, and I slip my hand inside
her knees and under her to cup her ass.  Lifting her I lick my juice from
her belly and plunge my tongue into her navel.  As she giggles I slip her
calves over my shoulders and lie her back so that her head rests on my
crossed ankles.  Before she can move I begin laving the inside of her
thighs with the flat of my tongue coating them with moisture.

   "Ohh, what are you doing?"

   "Lie still and enjoy," I tell her.  I then bend my head forwards and
lick from the crack of her ass, up over her slit and flick her clit with
the tip of my tongue.  Katy's delighted squeal was probably heard back at
Isaac's place.

   Moving back I then begin licking in earnest, back and forth up and down
her slit, I ignore her clit and concentrate on her pussy lips for a while.
After some time I use my fingers to separate them, plunge my tongue between
and give a broad flat slurp over her hole and forwards, stopping just short
of her clitoris.  Her taste is divine, nectar of the gods.  Back I go to
circle the edge of her vagina with the tip of my tongue a few times before
rolling it into a tight cylinder and plunging it inside until I come up
against the barrier of her maidenhead, she is so tight I can barely fit my
tongue in.  Again she squeals and this time grabs my head, I gently remove
her hands and place them back on the ground.  I withdraw my tongue from her
hole and finally pay some attention to her clitoris which is fully engorged
and beating with her pulse.  I slowly suck it between my lips like a piece
of spaghetti and flick my tongue over the tip.  Again she squeals.  As she
approaches orgasm I release it and lick the juncture of her thighs and
pussy lips until she has cooled down a little then plunge my tongue back
into her vagina.  I tongue fuck her for a while then return to he angry red
clitoris.  Again she approaches her peak and again I withdraw before she
can cum.  I keep on teasing her to near orgasm then retreating until she is
babbling incoherently, "so good, ...  so good, ohhhh ...  please (ah) make
(ah) me (ah) cum, soooo goood" finally after about ten minutes she is just
babbling "please, oh please, ohhh pleeeeeessssse" over and over again.

   Finally I relent, and I take her clit between my lips and suck hard,
flicking my tongue rapidly back an forth over the tip.  She cums with a
screech that hurts my ears, and clamps her thighs so tight it feels like
she might break my neck and her upper body thrashes uncontrollably.  As she
starts to come down from her peak, I cover my teeth with my lips and bite
down on her clit and pull my head back until it is stretched tight then
release it to snap back to her body.  Again she cums, back again suck,
flick, flick, flick, bite, pull, release, over and over again until her
body goes limp, finally I cease my onslaught.  Untangling her legs from
around my neck I right her body and cuddle her in my lap rocking gently
back and forth until she regains consciousness.  Minutes later her eyelids
flicker and she looks up at me.

   "How was that?" I ask in a whisper.

   "It was so good I thought I was going to die," she whispered back.  "I
didn't know it could happen more than once."

   "That's where girls have it better than boys.  Most can cum over and
over again until they pass out.  I read about it once and I just had to try
it."

   I cuddle her like that for a while until she squirms in my lap and turns
to straddle my lap.  Reaching down between us she grasps my now erect
penis, and asks, "How do you know when a boy is about to cum?"

   'Uh oh', I think, "Well his balls pull up tight to his body and the knob
on the end of his dick gets even bigger and turns a darker color."

   She nods and says with an absolutely wicked grin, "Good, maybe you can
only cum once at a time but I'm gonna tease you until you beg for mercy."

   'Oh shit!  What sort of monster have I created?' I ask myself.

   "Can I do you with my mouth too, or do I have to use my hands to make
you cum?" she asks.

   "You can use your mouth, it's called a blow job.  And what I did to you
is called cunt licking or lapping."

   Moving to kneel beside me, she pushes on my chest until I'm lying flat
on my back.  Sticking her tongue out she starts to lick the all over the
head of my cock and down the shaft, then opening her mouth wide she pops
the head between her lips.

   "Watch your teeth," I say as they scrape over the flare on the top of my
glans.

   "Sorry," she mumbles around my cock.

   "Don't speak with your mouth full," I say.

   "FUCK!!!" I scream and double up in agony as she jerks her head back in
laughter and her sharp lower teeth scrape the sensitive underside of my
knob.

   My erection wilts like a candle in a blast furnace while her expression
quickly changes to one of concern.  "Did I hurt you?" she asks the
contrition in her voice patently obvious.

   "Yes," I reply, pointing to the two red scrape marks left by her sharp
little teeth.  "This area just under the head is very sensitive."

   "I'm very sorry.  Let me kiss it better." With this she takes my wilted
member in her hand and lavishes it with nibbling kisses and wet licks.  My
hardon rapidly revives and returns to its previous rigidity.

   "What should I do now?" she asks.

   "Just do what you were doing before AND be careful with your teeth."

   She return her attentions to my cock and slurps it into her mouth until
the knob is rubbing at the back of her throat.  Bobbing up and down she
sucks hard ,swirling her tongue around the tip at the top of her stroke. 
(She may not have done this before, but her unbridled enthusiasm, coupled
with her native intelligence make her one hell of a natural cock sucker.)
Keeping her right hand wrapped around my shaft she cups my balls in her
left, gently rolling them in her palm.  When she feels them tighten she
pulls back and eyes the head of my cock intently, gauging the level of my
arousal, softly rocking my nuts back and forth.  As soon as they descend
she resumes her attack.

   Experimentally she tries different things out on my enraged manhood,
kissing, licking, sucking, nibbling with her lips, judging from my moans
and groans of pleasure what is especially effective.  Over and over again
she brings me near my peak, coming closer and closer each time as she
better learns to judge my exact level of arousal.

   Finally she cocks her head back and plunges down over the length of my
shaft not stopping when I touch the back of her throat, but forcing her
head downwards until my glans is lodged deep in her throat and her lips are
buried in my pubes.  This is the last straw and I convulsively spurt into
her throat.  Quickly she withdraws until only the head remains between her
lips and she tries to suck my balls out through my cock and I enjoy my
hardest cum yet.  When I finally stop convulsing, she gives me one last
long loving slurp before releasing me from her lips and looks up to my
face.

   I gaze down into hers, seeing twinkling blue eyes and glistening lips
and obscene drool of semen joining them to my cock.  I draw her up beside
me and lick her lips clean, "Thank you," I whisper and gently kiss her
forehead, "That was marvelous." She lays her head on my chest and gives a
contented sigh.  After kissing the top of her head, I laid mine back and
closed my eyes.

   The next thing I know a cool breeze has sprung up and the horizon is
rapidly darkening as heavy black storm clouds roll in.  I shake Katy awake,
"Quick we have to get going.  There's a storm coming." We quickly dress and
gather up the remains of our lunch.  Stuffing them into the knapsack, we
rapidly walk back up the track towards her place.

   Just as we are scrambling through her fence the heavens open in a
tropical downpour, we are instantly saturated.  Laughing we run hand in
hand through her parents trees and up onto the verandah where we are met by
her parents who are looking relieved.

   "Stop right there you two," we are told.  Jane disappears inside and
returns with towels and dry clothes, "Get those things off and put these
on," she tells us, holding out some of James' clothing in my direction.  I
try to decline saying that as I'm already soaked I might as well head home.
"Nonsense, you'll stay here until the storm's over, it's too dangerous out
there." As if to punctuate her comment, there is a bright flash
instantaneously followed by a deafening rumble as lightning strikes a tree
nearby.  Placing the clothes and towels on a sun lounge she turns and heads
back inside.

   By this time I know the family is fairly casual about nudity, so I
quickly strip off with Katy and we rub ourselves dry, Katy giggling at the
shriveled state of my manhood.  We rapidly dress and leaving our wet
clothes in a pool of water on the deck, move inside.  Jane hands each of us
a hot cup of tea and chases us into the lounge, where we take our
accustomed seats on the couch, Katy plastered to my side.  Jane comes in
and handing a cup to James, takes her seat.  Katy chatters away giving an
almost entirely fictitious account of our walk with me inserting the
occasional appropriate comment.

   The phone rings towards the end of Katy's recital and James reaches
across to answer it, holding his hand up to still Katy's tongue.  He
listens for a while and say's, "OK, We'll see you in the morning." He hangs
up and say's, "That was Bob Shead.  Jimmy's going to have to stay with them
as the creeks are up and nobody can get through." He then turns to me,
"You'll have to spend the night here.  You can have Jimmy's bed.  Here,
call your folks and let them know." With this he hand me the receiver and
dials my uncle's number.

   Mum answers and I explain the situation to her.  She say's "O.K., don't
make a nuisance of yourself.  Bye."

   "Bye, I reply and pass the receiver back to James.





   Chapter 3 - A Night to remember.



   Jane sends Katy out to peel the vegetables for tea and Katy as always,
desirous of my company, drags me along.  The vegetables are quickly
prepared and set to roast in the juices of the beef already cooking. 
Throwing another couple of pieces of wood in the fire box, we return to the
living room.

   Sitting down, James and I are soon deep in a conversation about
computers, Jane is reading a book by the light of a hurricane lamp and Katy
is keeping my side warm, hugging my hand to her, laying with her ear
pressed to my chest listening to my heartbeat and the rumble as I talk.

   A little over an hour later dinner is ready and we sit down in the
kitchen to a delicious meal.  Desert is tinned fruit and ice cream, quickly
finishing her own, Katy is soon poaching the fruit from my plate, and a
scuffle ensues.

   "Well, it looks like I've found tonight's dishwashers," Jane observes.

   Katy sighs dramatically and pouts at her mother.

   Soon after, dessert finished, Jane gets up and throws a teatowel in my
direction.  "We'll have a cup of tea in the lounge when you are finished."

   Katy starts in on the dishes, as the sink fills Katy gets that look on
her face which I have learned to associate with deviltry and I find myself
with a face full of suds.  Twirling the teatowel, I retaliate with a crack
in the direction of her behind.  Undaunted Katy scoops up another handful
of suds and flicks them in my face, another crack, this one just licking
her where her pants are tightest.  Katy squeals, scoops up a cup of water
and soaks the front of my shirt.  Pinning her arms, I tie them behind her
back with the towel and upend her over the sink threatening to dunk her.

   Suddenly her hands are free and collecting another cup of water she
empties it over my head.

   "The mop's beside the fridge," Jane's voice interjects from the other
room.

   "Oops!" Katy giggles.

   Quickly we wash the dishes, and put them away.  Then taking the mop I
clean up the water from the floor while Katy pours water from the kettle
boiling on the back of the stove over teabags.  Finishing the drinks we
carry two each into the lounge and distributing them take our seats.

   "The kitchen clean?" asks Jane.

   Katy giggles and I reply, "Yes, though I'm a little damp," while casting
an accusing look in Katy's direction.

   "Well you shouldn't fight in the kitchen."

   "She started it," I accuse.

   "So, did you have to try and finish it?" Jane asks.  "Who won anyway?"

   "She did," I admit sheepishly.

   We finish our drinks and Jane leave the room, when she returns she hands
Katy a pair of sheets, and a pillowcase and says, "Go and change the sheets
on Jimmy's bed."

   Katy begins to pout, but quickly returns to sunny smiles, when I offer,
"I'll help her, after all, I'm the one putting you all to this trouble."
Jane tries to say that it's no trouble, but I insist.  We grab a lantern
and go down to the caravan with the bedclothes.  By now the rain has
stopped, but we can hear water rushing in the usually dry creek bed that
runs through the land between the O'Conner's and my uncle's place.  Katy
tells me that it won't be down before morning.  We squelch through the mud
to the van and leave our footwear in a box just inside the door.

   Looking at where I'm to sleep I see that even here the inequality
prevails, Jimmy has the double bed at the rear of the van with a privacy
curtain and Katy is stuck with sleeping on a fold down bunk at the front
next to the door.  We quickly strip Jimmy's bed and I smile to myself as I
feel a couple of stiff patches, 'So Jimmy's worked out that his prick has
more uses than peeing,' I think.  As I throw the bottom sheet over the bed
Katy dives under the billowing material, I let it settle then jump on the
bed and begin ticking the lump underneath.  Katy curls up into a giggling
ball trying to avoid my hands, I then run my hands over her ass and cup the
soft mound between her legs, as my fingers press up into her vulva her body
snaps straight and traps my hand between her thighs.  I wiggle my fingers
against her precious little slit for a few second, then jerk my hand free.

   "Come on get out of there," I say, "we've got to get this bed made if
you want to watch Happy Days." Katy quickly scrambles out and helps me to
straighten the sheet.  She starts to tuck her side in and as she gets to
the head end pauses and reaches further under the mattress.

   "What's this?" she asks and pulls a magazine without a cover from under
the mattress and opens it, she looks then blushes and starts to giggle.

   'Oh,' I think, 'I bet I know what that is.' I move round to where Katy
is flipping through the pages and look over her shoulder.  Yep, a parade of
beavers.  I pluck it from her hand and say, "It doesn't take that long to
make a bed, you know.  If we don't hurry up your mum's going to come
looking for us and you don't really want her to see you reading that do
you?" I slip the magazine back under the mattress and we finish making the
bed.

   We return to the house and Jane observes, "It took you long enough."

   "Yeah, she was about as helpful as a kitten when you're trying to sort
balls of wool.  I would have been better off alone," We than take our
places on the couch, and settle down to watch Happy Days on the TV, which
was running off a car battery.

   After the show, Jane sends Katy off to have a shower and James and I
talk computers.  Fifteen minutes later Katy pads up to the doorway with a
towel about her shoulders and asks some inane and pointless question while
allowing the towel to open in front, revealing her plump little pussy.

   "GO and put some clothes on this instant young lady," orders Jane.  Katy
turns, pushes her half concealed bottom out at us and wiggles it back and
forth before sashaying back to the bathroom.

   James just laughs and rummages in a cupboard under the bookshelves. 
Pulling out a photo album he flips through it to a certain page then hands
it to me saying, "She's always been a little exhibitionist.  I took these
last year just before we moved here." Looking at the album I see a photo
series of Katy trying to do a cartwheel on the front lawn of their old
house, first there is Katy looking much like any other little girl in a
short yellow summer frock, next she is bending over and her dress is pulled
up until it barely conceals her crotch, the third shows her with her dress
half inside out concealing her face and nothing else, the forth has her
sitting down with her legs apart, a pained/surprised look on her face, her
dress still above her waist and all her charms on display.  In the last she
has obviously just finished rearranging her dress and on her face is an
expression comprising a mixture of embarrassment (probably more for muffing
her show than showing her muff) and wicked grin.

   Just then Katy comes back, this time in a long T-shirt and panties, and
sees the album in my lap.  "Oh dad!  You didn't!  You did!" and her face
turns beet red.

   "Well, it convinced you to wear your knickers didn't it?" said James. 
Katy snatches the album from my hand and stalks over to the cupboard where
she thrusts it and slams the door.  Suddenly she takes a flying leap at her
father and sitting astride his knees tries to tickle him.  He lets her for
a couple of seconds then taking both her hands in one of his, uses the
other to tickle her armpits and belly unmercifully until she screams with
laughter.  Releasing her she collapses to the floor with her T-shirt above
her waist, and her knickers twisted so that they reveal one ass cheek and
one side of her pussy.  She slowly recovers her composure then looks down
at herself.

   "Oh gawd!" she mumbles, and flushing red (such a pretty color) again,
rearranges her knickers, and shirt.  I laugh along with James and Jane
while hoping they don't notice the hardon in my shorts.

   Katy gives me a hurt puppy look then without warning leaps on me digging
her fingers into my ribs, I wriggle and my hardon grinds against her panty
clad pussy.  Her expression changes and she allows me to capture her hands
and tickle her back, she giggles and squirms using her motion to grind her
pussy against my cock.  Her rubbing on her father's legs and her
embarrassment along with the pure naughtiness of the situation must have
aroused her to fever pitch because within seconds she is cumming right
there in full sight of her parents.  In shock, I stop tickling her and let
go of her hands and she collapses gasping on my chest.  I glance at her
parents, ready to bolt, creek or no creek but they have noticed nothing.

   Katy instead of taking her usual position at my side, turns and remains
sitting in my lap, my cock pressing into the crack of her ass, where she
remains for the rest of the evening.  Every time my cock begins to deflate,
she squirms in her seat quickly returning me to hardness.  For nearly an
hour she keeps up this torture while I talk with James and Jane reads a
book.

   At about nine thirty Jane says to Katy, "It's time for bed dear, off you
go."

   Katy, like all nine (almost ten) year olds complains, "Aw mum, do I have
to, can't I stay up just a little longer."

   "Ten minutes and that's it."

   Katy now lets my prick alone and when she gets up to kiss her parents
goodnight there is nothing to be seen.  Coming back to me Katy gives me a
quick peck goodnight and keeping her body between her parents and me gives
my cock a quick squeeze while whispering, "Later," against my lips.

   James and I continue our conversation for another half our or so,
whereupon I pretend to yawn.  Jane suggests I grab a shower and head off to
bed.  Getting up, she fetches a towel and shows me the bathroom which is
just a curtained off alcove at the end of the verandah, explaining that
without the pump, water is limited so don't take too long.  I quickly
shower and wrapping the towel about my waist I grab the lantern Jane has
left for me and head for the van.  On the way I see the light go out in the
lounge, 'Good,' I think, 'they've gone to bed too.'

   The light is still on in the van and as I open the door I head a furtive
rustle and look in to see Katy picking up a book.

   "Oh!" she says, "it's only you."

   Discarding my thongs in the box, I pad down to the other end of the van,
where I dry off and slip my shorts back on.  Poking my head through the
curtain to say goodnight I'm greeted by the sight of Katy with the magazine
on her knees and her hand in her knickers.  "Do you want me to help you
with that?" I ask.

   "Oh!", she says jerking her hand out, "You startled me.  Did you know
these magazines had stories in them?  Reading them is making me feel
horny."

   "I know," I reply.  "Me and my brothers pinched a whole lot of my
uncle's when I was a kid.  Reading them is where I learned those things I
told you today and how to do those things we did at the dam.  Anyway, do
you want me to help you have some more orgasms?"

   "What about Mum and Dad?" she asks.

   "They've gone to bed," I reply.

   "Good, they'll fuck for half an hour then go to sleep," and she start to
wriggle out of her T-shirt.

   "Stop, I want to do that," I tell her.  "Bring that mag' and your pillow
up here with you."

   Rearranging her shirt, Katy softly pads up to my end of the van holding
her place in the magazine with her finger.  Her expression as she comes
through the curtain informs me of wicked thoughts and her pillow is in my
face an instant later.

   "Oh so you want a fight?" I say, throwing her pillow back at her, "Well
gird thy loins varlet, have at ye," and swipe her upside the head.  Katy,
giggling, retaliates in kind and we are exchanging blow for blow, both of
us laughing so hard we can barely swing our weapons.

   Suddenly, there is a loud thump from the roof of the van and we hear
Jane call out, "You break those pillows and you won't get out of that van
until every single feather is picked up." Katy giggles, and makes a rude
gesture in the direction of the house.

   I notice, now that it is no longer moving, that Katy's pillow has
started to split at the seam and a few feathers are trickling out.  I point
this out to her, and she just giggles again and tosses it in my face and
few more feathers trickle out.  Grasping her wrist I draw her across my
knees flip up the back of her shirt and administer five quick, light swats
to her panty clad behind.  Katy wriggles and giggles then twisting in my
grasp grabs my pillow and gives me one last thump.  Taking the pillow from
her I rearrange the covers on it and hers then stack them at the head of
the bed.  Together we gather the loose feathers and pile them on the table
beside the bed.

   Seating myself leaning against the pillows with my legs spread, I pat
between them and say, "Sit here, and we'll read some stories together." She
recovers the magazine from the floor and sits leaning back against my
chest. Opening the magazine, we flip through it until we get to the
reader's letters section.

   "Already read that one" says Katy "and this one and this one," flipping
through the pages we get to a story that is new to her and begin reading.
After reading a few paragraphs Katy slips her hand into her knickers and
begins to rub slowly.  I take hold of her legs behind her knees and lift
them over mine so that she is spread wide, then slide the fingers of my
left hand under the gusset and move my fingertip in slow, gentle circles
around her opening.  Feeling her dampen and her muscles relax I ease my
fingertip inside and carefully pump it in and out of her tight orifice.  As
her breathing quickens I feel her muscles relax further and I try another
finger, it fits, but it's oh so tight.

   Katy feels the added intrusion and shoving the magazine to one side and
pulling her knickers to one side looks at where I have two fingers inserted
halfway to the second knuckle.  Sounding surprised she says, "You've got
two fingers inside me and it doesn't hurt."

   "I told you that your pussy would stretch a lot," I say, "here see how
many fingers you can get in." Withdrawing my hand I move hers to take it's
place.  She immediately thrusts two fingers inside, and after only two or
three stroke in and out adds a third, soon after she has all four fingers
plunging in and out, burying them to the second knuckle, and she is
grinding the heel of her hand onto her clit.  Her breath is now coming in
short hard pants and her eyes are rolled back in her head.  Taking her chin
in my hand I tilt her head and press my lips to hers, moments later she is
cumming squealing into my mouth.

   Releasing the pressure on her clit, she continues to pump her fingers
slowly in and out for a few more seconds before withdrawing them and
offering them up before my face.  Avidly I take them into my mouth, sucking
them clean.

   "Oooh, that was sooo good, I felt so stretched and full," Katy lolls her
head back on my shoulder and slipping her hands behind my head pulls me
down to her lips for a long, languorous kiss, twining her tongue about
mine. A minute later I feel her lips stretch into a grin and she nips the
tip of my tongue.  Disengaging herself from my arms she turns and tugs on
my shorts.  Lifting my butt, I allow her to draw them down my legs and off
over my feet.

   She gazes at my erect cock with such a look of undisguised hunger that I
start to feel apprehensive.  "Lie back, I want to try something," she
instructs me.

   Scooting down the bed I lie with my head and shoulders propped up on the
pillows, the eye of my cock staring directly into mine.  Katy contemplates
it for a few more seconds, then crouching close, takes it in her hand and
moves it this way and that examining it from all angles.  A tear of pre-cum
weeps from the slit in the end and Katy moves to kiss it away, another tear
forms and she touches her tongue to it and draws back an obscene strand now
links my cock to her lips.  Suddenly her head plunges forwards and my knob
is engulfed in a hot, silky cavern.  Swirling her tongue around it she
coats it with a slick coating of saliva.  Backing off until my cock pops
free she licks it all over until my entire cock glistens from balls to tip
with her spit.  Returning to the top she ovals her lips and plunges back
down taking half of my shaft into her mouth.

   Sliding her lips up and down for a few seconds she drools down the sides
of my cock until a pool forms at the base.  I see her chest expand as she
takes a deep breath and plunges forwards, my cock bumps against the back of
her throat.  Withdrawing she tries again, this time the head pops into her
throat, but nearly two inches of my staff remains outside her mouth.  Again
and again she tries, but is unable to get any further.

   Finally she withdraws and looks up at me, there are tears in her eyes
and she is almost crying, "Why can't I get it all in like I did at the
dam?"

   Taking her in my arms I pull her up over my body to where I can kiss her
tears away.  "Don't worry about it," I say, "You're still getting more in
your mouth than most grown women do."

   "I am?" she asks, surprised, "But I want to get it all.  What am I doing
wrong?"

   "You're doing nothing wrong, it's just that you have to hold your head
and neck at just the right angle to make it slide down your throat," I tell
her.  "I know, why don't I try to fuck your throat."

   "How do you do that?" she asks.

   "Here lie down here with your head over the end of the bed." I move her
body into position and take up station with my feet on the floor and my
hands beside her hips.  "Now squeeze my wrist twice if I hurt you or you
want me to stop.  OK?"

   "O.K.," she replies.  Taking my cock in her hand she positions it
between her lips.

   I start with slow shallow thrusts, moving a little deeper with each
stroke until the head is bumping against the back of her mouth.  "Ready?" I
ask.  She nods and squeezes my wrist once, taking a deep breath.

   Backing up until only the head is in her mouth I slowly move my hips
down until I feel the back of her mouth, increasing the pressure, I push
until I feel her throat opening up around my cock and the head pops in.  I
back up and she takes a breath, I push in again moving a little deeper this
time, back, a breath and in three times until I feel her chin pressing into
my pubic bone.  My cock is engulfed in the tightest, hottest, opening It's
ever encountered.  I withdraw and push back in, as her throat becomes
accustomed to the intrusion I thrust faster and harder.  It is only a
minute or so before the exquisite pressure becomes to much for me and I
bury my cock balls deep in her mouth and pump spurt after spurt of jism
deep into her throat.

   Suddenly I'm aware of her hands pushing desperately, against my hips. 
Immediately I feel like a heel and pull back.  She allows me to withdraw
until only the head remains in her mouth.  When I try to withdraw further
her hands lock my hips in place.  After sucking the last of my juices from
my prick she lets me go.

   "Are you all right?" I ask.

   "No!"

   'Oh no' I think.  "I haven't hurt you have I?" I ask concerned.

   "Oh no, but I'm mad at you."

   "Why?" I ask.

   "Because you wouldn't let me taste it."

   "Oh!  I'm sorry, but it felt so good," I explain.  "When a man is
fucking he likes to pump his cum as deep as he can.  Will you forgive me?"

   "I will this time but you better not let it happen again," she frowns.

   Instantly I'm all contrition, hanging my head and laying it on thick.

   Finally she giggles and thumps my in the ribs, "You're silly." she says
and all is forgiven.

   Hooking my finger in the neck of her T-shirt I leer inside, saying,
"Ooh, titties" and she giggles again.  "Lets get rid of this," I say taking
the bottom of her shirt in my hands and drawing it up and over her head. 
Throwing it to one side, I lean forwards and kiss her right nipple then her
left.  I then suck the tiny mound, my mouth flicking my tongue back and
forth over the nipple until I feel it stiffen.  Transferring my attentions
her right tit is soon as stiff as the left.  Backing up a few inches I blow
a stream of air over the BB sized protrusion and watch it crinkle even
tighter.

   "Ooh, that feels nice!" she exclaims.

   "Well lie back and close your eyes and it will feel even better," I tell
her, laying my towel on the bed to protect the sheets.

   She complies and I place my hands on her hips hooking my fingers inside
her waistband.  Katy lifts her hips and I slowly inch her knickers down
exposing her mound a millimeter at a time.  Finally they are inside out,
the gusset glued to her crotch by her copious juices.  Suddenly they snap
free and I quickly draw them off over her ankles, stuffing the soaking
gusset into my mouth I suck ravenously.

   "Ooh yuck!"

   I remove them from my mouth just long enough to say, "You taste good,"
before stuffing them back.  Katy watches with wide eyes as I continue to
suck until I can no longer taste her.  Finally I spit them out and toss
them to join her shirt.

   Putting my finger in the middle of her chest, I push her back until she
is lying flat on her back.  I lean over her and kiss her in the middle of
her forehead, then move to kiss and lick her eyelids.  Next I suck her nose
into my mouth.  Katy giggles.  "Shhh." I trail kisses and tiny little licks
over her cheek and lick and nibble around her earlobe while she squirms
beneath my ministrations.  Suddenly I thrust the tip of my tongue inside
and wiggle it.  Her eyes snap open and she squeals.  Moving back I kiss her
eyes shut, and descend to her slightly parted lips, I lick them and push my
tongue inside for a long, slow, deep soul kiss.

   Next I kiss and nibble her throat and Katy squirms again, I move onto
her chest and lave her tiny breasts with my tongue, drawing a figure eight
from one side to the other contracting the loops at either end with each
circuit until I'm licking a straight line between them.  At each end of my
stroke I suck the nipples into my mouth gently biting and them pulling away
from her chest.

   Down to her belly I lick in a slowly contracting spiral about her navel,
her breathing quickening all the while.  When I finally thrust my tongue
into it she squeals and folds up like a jackknife, gently I push her back
onto the bed and kiss her eyes shut yet again.  Returning to the dimple of
her navel I kiss and lick a trail down to her pubis.  Her legs are wide
spread and her hips are lifted in anticipation.  She groans when I lick
once up her slit and continue on to lave her inner thighs.

   I leave another trail of nibbling kisses down her legs to her feet,
where pulling them together I suck both her big toes into my mouth at once,
then concentrating abandoning on one foot I take all of the toes into my
mouth and lick the folds underneath.  I then suck on the toes of the other
foot before turning her over on to her face.  I firmly grasp her ankle,
give a broad flat lick to the sole of her foot and she tries to jerk it
from my grip.  The other foot receives the same treatment with a similar
responses.

   Zigzagging from one side to the other I trail licks and kisses up her
calves to the sensitive backs of her knees, I lick and she squirms yet
again.  Onwards and upwards I lick and nibble up the backs of her thighs
concentrating on the more sensitive inner surfaces.

   As I approach her buttocks she is raising and lowering her hips grinding
her mons into the towel which has bunched up with her movements.  I
separate the twin globes with my thumbs and gaze at the pink rosebud of her
anus which winks as me as she clenches and releases her muscles.  I blow a
stream of cool air over her pucker and she humps her ass back at me. 
Steeling myself, I extend my tongue and lick from her flowing quim over her
asshole and on up to the top of her tailbone.  Tasting nothing unpleasant I
return and rim her pulsating back door and then stiffening it, I plunge my
tongue deep inside her and hear a muffled squeal as Katy bites into the
pillow she is hugging.  I wriggle my tongue in her anus and she cums in a
mini-orgasm.



   All of the time I've been pleasuring Katy the thunder has been rumbling
in the distance slowly circling closer.  Suddenly we are deafened by a
hammering on the roof the van as the heavens reopen dumping what sounds
like the entire contents of Sydney Harbour on us in a few seconds.  Taking
advantage of the noise I flip her over, thrust one then two fingers into
her pussy, and suck her inflamed clit into my mouth.  She cums like a
freight train, her howl of pleasure barely audible over the pounding rain.
Outside lightning flashes closely followed by deafening peals of thunder.
Suck, nip, pull I assault her clit and Katy arches her back until only her
heels and the crown of her head are on the bed.

   It is only when I feel the muscles of her cunt rippling up and down the
full length of my fingers that I realize I've popped her cherry.  Releasing
her clit from between my lips I allow her body to subside back to the bed.
Carefully I withdraw my fingers from her quivering quim.  Examining them I
see only a few spots of blood which I lick away before Katy can notice it.

   Hugging her to my chest I try to apologize, sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm
sorry for hurting you." repeating this like a mantra, I rock her back and
forth.

   Eventually Katy's words penetrate through my tears and I hear, "What do
you mean?  You didn't hurt me.  Why are you crying?"

   "I popped your cherry with my fingers when you arched your back and they
went right up inside you," I tell her.

   "You did?" she squeals.  "Really, do you mean I can fuck you and it
won't hurt?"

   "Uh huh" I nod, giving her a wan smile.

   "Goody!" she wraps her arms about my neck kissing me all over my face,
licking away my tears.

   "Oh Katy, I love you so much!" I sob, enveloping her in a bear hug,
crushing her to my chest.

   "I love you, too," Katy gasps, "but you're breaking my ribs."

   I slacken off a bit, apologizing all over again.  Katy silences my
apologies by thrusting her tongue between my lips.  We kiss forever, my
hands wandering all over her back and squeezing her buttocks.

   Eventually, Katy draws her head back and looks deep into my eyes, "Will
you do it?  Will you fuck me?" she asks.

   "Only if you want me to," I reply.  "I never want to do anything to hurt
you, ever."

   "Silly, of course I want you to, and you would never hurt me.  Lets
watch the storm."

   We extinguish the lamps and Katy, opening the curtains, stands, pressing
her nose to the window overlooking the dam, I stand behind her folding my
hands between her breasts.  The rain has slacked off and we stand
contemplating the landscape stroboscopically revealed by the lightning
flashes.  Eventually the storm rumbles off into the distance and the rain
slows to a gentle pattering on the roof.  I back up a step and sit on the
edge of the bed drawing Katy to sit in my lap, my arms wrapped around her
waist.  Dipping my head I nose her hair to one side and nibble on the back
of her neck.  Katy giggles, squirming in my lap, the stimulation causes my
cock to rise up between her thighs.

   "Ooh, I think Woody want's to play," Katy giggles, taking him in hand
and rubbing the tip over her clit.  "Do you think he might like a game of
hide and seek."

   "I'm sure he would, but first I better have a look at you to make sure I
really didn't hurt you."

   "Silly, of course you didn't."

   "Even so, I just want to make sure."

   "Oh, all right, but I think you just want to look at my pussy."

   "That too," I agree, with a laugh, lifting her from my lap I lay her
back on the towel, and snag the torch from the dresser beside the bed. 
Placing it between my teeth I use my thumbs to spread her lips wide and
look up inside her.  I only a small trickle of dried blood down one thigh,
and a tiny smear mixed with her juices disappearing between her ass cheeks.
Inside I can barely see the remains of her hymen.  I spit out the torch and
lick the blood from her thigh then taking her upper thighs in my hands I
roll lift her lower body from the bed.

   Katy quickly sees what I want and takes hold of the backs of her knees,
pulling back and out until she is spread wide before me and I can see her
little pink rosebud beneath.  Extending my tongue I lick from her pucker to
her clit, savoring the coppery tang mixed with her sweetness.  Pointing my
tongue, I return to her asshole and thrust inside, tongue fucking her ass
until she squeaks.

   Withdrawing from her ass I observe, "We're going to have to gag you.  If
that storm hadn't come along when it did MY mother would have known what we
were up too, let alone yours."

   "Spoilsport," she grins up at me.  Leaning over the side of the bed she
snatches up her knickers and stuffs them in her mouth then mumbles.

   "What?" I ask.

   She removes them, "I said, 'Happy?'" and stuffs them back.

   Reaching up I pluck them from between her teeth.  "Yes," I say and kiss
her lips.  "Bite them when you feel like screaming." I then shove them back
between her teeth.

   Trailing nibbles back down her body I stop to kiss her breasts and
tongue her navel.  Her squeal is definitely quieter and should not be
audible beyond the van.  Satisfied I thrust my taster as deeply into her
vagina as I can.  (Her outcries are definitely quieter) I suck and nibble
on her clit and tongue her slot until her juices are flowing like the creek
outside.  Crawling up over her body I kiss my way upwards until the tip of
my cock is brushing against her quim, stooping to kiss her forehead I ask,
"Ready?"

   She nods violently.  "Remember two squeezes means stop." Another nod. 
"O.K., here it comes."

   Reaching between us I take my steel hard shaft in hand and swab it up
and down her slot coating the glans with her juices.  Placing the head
against the entrance to her vagina I press gently inwards.  I slip and the
crown skitters up her crack and over her clitoris.  Trying again I retain
hold of my staff this time until I feel her opening up around me.  My knob
pops abruptly inside and I feel a tight ring gripping me just below under
the rim of my glans and I hear her grunt.  'Oh god she is so tight,' I
think.  'I'll never make it all the way inside.' I rest without moving to
allow Katy to get used to the intrusion and let my excitement subside.

   As my balls descend I push a little deeper, pull back then push again,
slowly I work my cock in and out entering a little deeper with every
thrust, until I can feel her cervix brushing the end of my dick and I am
buried in the tightest, sweetest, warmest cavity imaginable and still
nearly two inches remain outside.  Withdrawing until only my glans is
trapped between her lips I then re-enter her with a single long slow steady
stroke.  As my cock brushes her cervix she cums violently, ramming her
pelvis up towards me, her back arched, she strains against me, muffled
grunts and squeals emerge from behind her gag, suddenly her cervix gives
way and a tight ring snaps over the head of my penis, coming to rest just
behind the flare and her clit is grinding against my pelvis, her hands are
clenched into fists and she is beating the mattress and her head is rolling
from side to side.  Within her vagina, my cock is massaged along it's
entire length as her tight cunny ripples and contracts around it. 
Withdrawing is a real struggle, the tight neck of her womb grips my prick
refusing to let go until with an incredible rolling sensation my glans
slips free, still her clenching muscles fight me all the way.  Sliding back
in is just a difficult, her constricting passage almost strangling my
prick, again I feel that unbelievable sensation as her cervix rolls over
the head of my cock.  As her orgasm subsides movement becomes easier and I
take slow steady strokes.  Again she climaxes around my rampant intruder,
and again I fight for every inch of intrusion and withdrawal.  As her
opening and cervix becomes accustomed to my invading member my thrusts
become faster and harder until she is cumming almost continuously.

   I soon feel the cum boiling in my balls and wrapping my arms around her
I roll onto my back keeping myself lodged within her.  Sliding my hand down
her spine I cup her ass and probe between the clenching cheeks until my
fingertip finds her asshole.  I'm now right on the verge of cumming and
making short, swift, stabs into her rippling passage, as I start to spurt
within her I thrust my finger into her slick back passage until my palm is
cupping her asscheek and she cums in a final shattering climax and passes
out on my chest.  Long after my balls are empty I continue to spasm in dry
aching heaves.  Finally they subside and I bend my head forward to kiss the
top of her head.  I remove the knickers from Katy's mouth and cuddle her to
me as she slowly recovers.

   "Mmm, that felt so good," she informs me.

   "Felt good to me too," I reply and give the finger in her ass a little
wriggle as I withdraw it.

   "Ooh, what's that doing there?" she asks jerking upright.

   "Leaving, but I think it made you faint when it went in."

   I lift Katy from my cock, she gasps as she feels my prick snap free of
her womb, a stream of our mixed juices floods my groin.  Turing her in my
hands I position her so she is kneeling astride my head her pussy inches
from my mouth.  Lifting my head I apply my lips to hers and lick the
outside of her quim clean.  Extending my tongue to its fullest extent I
plunge it inside scooping out as much cum as I can.  Suddenly my wizened
member is engulfed in her hot little mouth as she tastes our combined
spend. Using my finger to reach deep within her I scoop out as much of our
juices as I can find.  At her end Katy licks my balls and groin clean
finishing with a slurping suck that leaves my cock half hard.

   Katy turns about and giving me a quick kiss, says, "That was awesome, I
want to do it again."

   I return the kiss and reply, "'Not tonight Josephine.  It's pretty late
and we have to get some sleep.  Besides you're going to be sore enough in
the morning already."

   "Spoilsport," kiss.  "Bastard," kiss.  "Prick," kiss, kiss, kiss.

   We get up, I retrieve the torch from where it has rolled underneath the
bed and we straighten things up, tossing the towel, which is surprisingly
clean, into the corner.

   "I need a piddle."

   "Me too," Katy replies.

   We retrieve our shoes from the box and step out into the rain, which has
now slowed to a drizzle.  Naked we squelch around to front of the van, away
from the house.

   "Can I hold it?" Katy asks and without waiting for a reply, takes me in
hand.  It is a few seconds before I can relax enough to pee but the
pressure in my bladder soon overcomes my sudden shyness.  Giggling Katy
directs the stream from side to side until it slows to a trickle and then
stops.

   Placing my hand over hers, I direct her, "You shake it off like this."
Katy does so, then surprises me by stooping to lick the last droplet from
the tip.

   Crouching down I hold the torch in my teeth and use my hands to separate
her labia and I peer within her exposed genitals.  "Your turn," I say.  As
I look I see a tiny bulge appear beneath her clitoris and then a golden
cascade hisses past inches from my nose.  When her stream slow and stops
with a few final spurts I return the favour and lick her clean.  The taste
is not as bad as I thought it would be, in fact I could get to like it.

   We are now a trifle damp and getting cold so we return to the van and
use the towel to dry each other off, paying particular attention to the
genitals.  We put our clothes back on and I climb into bed, Katy slips in
beside me.

   "What do you think you are doing?" I ask.

   "I'm going to sleep with you silly," she replies.

   "What about your mother?"

   "Pooh, we'll just have to wake up first." Katy gives me a soft kiss and
turns pressing her little bum into my belly, takes my hand and tucks it
into the top of her knickers, "G'night.  Love you."

   " 'night, Love you too," and I kiss her on the top of her head.





   Chapter 4 - Home alone?



   I wake as the first dawn chorus sounds, my hand still tucked between her
legs.  Carefully withdrawing it I prop myself up on my elbow and gaze upon
her slumbering features.  In repose she looks even younger than her nine
(almost ten) years, though the smile curving her lips is that ageless smile
of women through the centuries.  I drink her in marveling that someone so
small can hold so much love.  Finally I can stand it no longer, I must
taste of cupids bow.  I bend and softly press my lips to hers probing
betwixt them with my tongue, her mouth opens and my tongue dips writhing to
taste of hers.  Katy stirs, her eyelids flutter open, her arms snake behind
my neck and her tongue parries mine, minutes later we break apart.

   "You better get into your own bed," I say.  "Your parents will be up
soon."

   "Do I have to?  Lets go swimming." Katy sits up and I see her wince.

   Concerned, I ask, "Are you O.K.?"

   "Yeah, just a little sore like you said."

   Stripping off her T-shirt Katy eases out of bed.  Throwing the sheet
back I get out and snag her T-shirt and towel dropping her shirt on her bed
on the way out the door.  I pad up the steps to the verandah and retrieve
my shorts, still wet from the day before and return to the caravan, with a
towel for Katy.

   Back in the van I strip and change my shorts and race down to the water
where Katy is waiting by the cable drum in just her knickers.  Dropping the
towels on the drum I say "Last one in's a rotten egg," and race to the edge
and plunge into the now overflowing dam.  Coming up gasping, my balls are
trying to crawl up inside my body.  I turn an accusing glance upon Katy who
is giggling from the top of the bank.

   "I forgot to tell you, the water's always freezing after a big rain,"
she laughs.

   "Forgot heck, you did that deliberately.  Are you coming in?"

   "No way, I'm not silly like some people are."

   Well I can't take this lying down, I lunge from the water and give chase
to a shrieking Katy.  Her stiffness and laughter allow me to catch her
easily, gathering the shrieking twisting bundle up in my arms I return to
the dam where I wade out a little way and toss her in, I then retreat to
the cable drum and take both towels, wrapping one about my shoulders.

   Katy comes from the water sputtering and swearing revenge, she
approaches me and as she grabs for a towel, I twitch it from her grasp.

   "Give me that," she laughs, lunging at me.

   "Give in?"

   "No!" She snatches, missing again.

   I dance around her, holding the towel, teasingly, just out of reach. 
After a few minutes of this I slip and while I'm catching my balance, Katy
darts in and snatches both towels from me, then races off for the caravan.
Pounding on her heels, I'm just in time to stop her from locking the door
in my face, I force my way inside behind her and taking one of the towels
from her I strip off my shorts, towel myself dry and slip James' shorts
back on.  I glance up to see Katy hunched up on the bed examining her
cunny, which looks a little red.

   "How's it feel?" I ask.

   "Still a little sore, but not too bad since you chucked me in the
water," she informs me.  "But I'm still gonna get you," she threatens with
a grin.

   "It's probably the running you did stretching it, like when your legs
are stiff after a long run."

   Katy pads up to me and presents her pussy to me, asking, "Kiss it
better?"

   Picking her up to stand on my knees, I plant a quick kiss on the tip of
her clit.

   Cuffing me upside the head, she says, "You can do better than that."

   So I do better, I lick from the bottom of her slit to the top and suck
her clit into my mouth, nibbling on it till its hard.  I then lift her down
and give her a light swat on the backside, telling her, "Get dressed now,
before your mother comes looking for us." Katy pouts but pads off the
rummage through her draws for a dry pair of knickers, waving her ass in my
direction as she bends over.  I get up, kneel behind her and bite her
gently on the left cheek.  I then reach over her shoulders to pick up a
pair of knickers that have been sitting on the top all the time, silently I
hold hem out to her.  Katy slips them on with rueful grin, and finding a
shirt and skirt finishes getting dressed.

   Together we wander barefoot over to the boundary fence, mud squelching
between our toes, and slip through.  Walking to where the creek is still
flowing swiftly, though nowhere near it's peak of the previous night. 
Together we gaze into the swirling waters.  Katy's arm about my waist feels
so right as we silently luxuriate in the cool, rain swept, dawn.

   A sudden crashing in the bush to one side causes us to turn, a few
seconds later a large grey kangaroo hops from the bush to stand only a few
meters away.  We contemplate each other for a few seconds before the
kangaroo decides we are not a threat and stoops to take a drink from the
creek, then with a single bound clears the water before disappearing
through the bush in the direction of my uncles house.

   A few more minutes of silence follow, before Katy decides that she is
hungry.  We return to the house to find Jane in the kitchen, stirring a pot
of porridge.

   "What on earth were you doing swimming straight after a heavy rain like
that for?" she asks me, "You're lucky your balls didn't drop off."

   "Not quite, though I did have to swallow a couple of times," I reply. 
"Someone.." accusing glance, "thought an early morning swim would be just
dandy."

   "Well, I saw that she got hers.  Sit down.  I was just going to call
you."

   Over breakfast, we discuss the order of the day.

   "The weather forecast this morning, said that Cyclone Katherine," James
begins.

   "Hey they named a cyclone after you, good choice." I tell Katy, earning
a punch in the arm.

   "As I was saying, the cyclone is due to hit the coast sometime tomorrow.
Jane says that stocks are getting a bit low, and I need to take care of
some business just in case we get cut off here by the weather.  Would you
mind staying here and keeping an eye on the place until we get back.  We've
had some trouble with things going for a walk.  Normally one of us would
stay behind, but there's just too much to do today."

   "Can I stay?" asks Katy.

   Jane looks at me, "That all right with you?"

   "No problem, I'll just chuck her in the dam if she's any trouble," I
respond.

   "Make sure you tie the bricks on tight," is James' contribution.  "We'll
collect Jimmy from the Shead's to be our porter, so don't expect to see him
til we get back."

   After breakfast is over, I send Katy down to the van to collect the
leaking pillow and ask Jane for a needle and some thread so that I can
repair it.

   "How big a mess did you two make last night?" asks Jane.

   "Not too much.  You interrupted us just as the pillow started to split."

   It only takes me few minutes to fix the pillow.  I then look at Katy
with a speculative eye.

   "You reckon you can escape, no matter how you are tied up, do you?"

   "Yep!" proudly.

   "Taught her all I know," is James' response.

   "Well I bet I can tie you to that chair, so you can't leave it, with
this," I say holding up the piece of cotton left over from repairing the
pillow.

   "No Way!" says Katy.  Her father knows better than to take what looks
like a sucker bet.

   I put Katy's one of hand through the back of the chair, and tie her
thumbs securely together with two turns of cotton, James and I then saunter
off to the lounge to check the latest weather report.

   We hear, "Ouch, that hurts," as Katy tries to twist her hands to break
the cotton.  Several minutes of grunts and groans follow, before Katy
appears in the door carrying the chair before her.  "Can you get me loose?"

   "What's the magic word?" I ask.

   "Please."

   "I don't know, we had a bet.  What do I win?"

   "I won't kill you if you let me go now."

   "Does, that sound fair to you?" I ask James.

   "I'd hold out for at least a cup of tea if I were you."

   To Katy I say, "Cup of tea AND you won't get me back for chucking you in
the dam?"

   "O.K.  O.K."

   A quick snip with the scissors and Katy is loose.  "Now how about that
cup of tea?"

   "Beast." With a twitch of her behind she leaves the room, returning a
few minutes later with cuppas all round.

   By about nine o'clock the creek is down enough to get the car through
and Jane and James decide not to waste any time and head off.  Katy and I
watch them go, when they are out of sight, Katy turns to me with a smile,
"Let's fuck."

   "Better give them a few minutes, to make sure that they are really
gone." I say.  "Why don't we go over to my uncle's and get some clean
clothes for me first?"

   We lock up the house and head off, The creek is still above my knees so
I lift Katy to my shoulders and wade across.  Lifting Katy down I take the
opportunity to grab a quick feel.  Fifteen minutes later I've told my
mother where I'll be for the rest of the day and we are back at Katy's with
a clean change of clothes and a dry towel for me, as Katy tells me the
water will be warm enough to swim in by about lunch time.

   In the van Katy wastes no time and is soon naked and lying spread eagled
on the bed.  I swiftly follow suit, then taking both of her ankles in one
hand I lift her hips and slip a towel beneath her as if I was changing a
baby, giving her bottom a swat I let go and her legs snap apart like they
were spring loaded.  Kneeling at the foot of the bed I lean forwards and
blow a stream of air over her clitoris, I then tease her with kisses and
licks all around her pussy while avoiding her clit which is soon standing
up begging for attention.



   --

   Lena could not believe her eyes.  She had come over to visit her
boyfriend's sister, his parents had taken him shopping with them and her
brothers had decided to go fishing leaving her alone.  Having just gotten
back from spending a week in town with at friend's place, she was still
getting used to being alone and had decided that the company of a girl four
years her junior was better than nothing.  Coming through the fence she had
seen Katy go into the van with a strange man, she had called out but they
had not heard her.  Curious she had crept up to the van and hearing strange
noises she decided to see what was happening before announcing her
presence.

   Raising her head to look through the window she was met by an incredible
sight: There was her boyfriend's little sister naked with her knees pulled
up to her chest and the stranger was crouched over her and he was LICKING
her cunny.  Her first thought was to run home and tell her parents what she
had seen, but as she stood there watching it became obvious that Katy was
an active participant and she felt a tingle beginning to build in her
loins. Taking another longer look at the engrossed pair she saw more, the
man had two of his fingers pushed right inside Katy and he was moving them
in an out.  Looking closely at the man's crouched form she could see his
dick and it looked absolutely enormous, nearly twice as long as her
boyfriend's and much thicker.  Suddenly the tingle was much stronger and
she just had to scratch it.

   Rubbing herself through her shorts she watched what is happening within
the van, she soon felt the need for more and slid her hand inside the tight
waistband of her shorts.  Unable to move her hand she undid the snap and
tried again, this time her hand slid easily inside her bikini bottoms and
her fingers are soon busily working on her clit, and sliding through her
soaking crack.  Inside she can see that Katy has released her legs to lie
over the stranger's shoulders and she is holding his head to her.  Katy is
making a lot of strange grunts and squeals, her hips are moving from side
and it looks like the man has his finger stuck up her bum.



   --

   Katy cums with a squeal that makes me glad that her parents are several
miles away.  Suddenly we are interrupted by a loud thump on the side of the
caravan.  Guiltily I remove my fingers from her openings and we quickly
draw apart, I draw on a pair of shorts and Katy scrambles into her skirt
and shirt.  Moving to the door we look out: I see a strange girl with dark
curly hair, she looks to be about thirteen or so and is obviously in the
throes of an orgasm.  She is leaning back against the side of the van, her
shorts down to mid thigh, her hand is stuffed inside her red polka dot
bikini bottoms and is grinding away furiously.

   Suddenly she notices us standing there, she jerks her hand out like it
was scalded, and flushes a deep red all the way down to her well filled
bikini top.  Stammering she tries to explain, "I-I-I didn't know you were
th-th-there?"

   "Obviously." I ask, "Who is she, Katy?"

   "Oh she's Jimmy's girlfriend.  Lena this is Geoff.  Geoff, Lena." I
offer my hand and Lena takes it in hers, she realizes that it's still wet
with her juices and jerks it from my grasp and rubbing it on her shorts,
blushes again, suddenly she bursts into tears.

   "Go and get her a drink," Katy tells me, "while I have a talk to her."

   I go into the house and spend ten minutes making up a jug of cordial,
grabbing three glasses I head back for the van.  Down in the van I find
Katy and Lena sitting on Katy's bed.  Lena seems a little better but she
looks jumpy.  I give them their drinks and take a seat on the floor in
front of them with mine.  Lena looks down at her drink avoiding my eyes.

   "Lena," her eyes flick to me then back to her drink, "I'm not mad at
you, though I am scared of what you might say."

   "Oh, I'm not going to tell on you," she whispers.

   "Why not?" I ask, "You should you know."

   "I know, but Katy tells me it was mostly her idea and if I tell, you'll
get into a lot of trouble, Katy will get it trouble, and nobody will be
happy."

   "What else has Katy told you?"

   "She say's you make her feel really good." Suddenly she bursts into
tears again.

   I look to Katy who just shrugs.

   I get up and sit beside Lena, she turns an hides her face on my
shoulder. Awkwardly I put my arm around her and hold her until the sobs
racking her body subside, she shudders a few times and lifts her head to
wipe her eyes before dropping it back to my shoulder.

   Lifting her chin with my finger I look into her red rimmed eyes and ask,
"Why does Katy feeling good make you cry?"

   "B-because I let Jimmy do it last week and it hurt, and last night we
did it again and he-he stopped just when I started to feel good an-and Katy
says, you make her feel good every time.  Sh-She's just a little kid, and
I've got boobs and everything.  H-how come I don't feel good, wh-what's
wrong with me?"

   "You seemed to be feeling pretty good outside before we interrupted
you," I observe.

   "That's different, I was doing it myself.  How come it doesn't feel good
with Jimmy?"

   "Well there's nothing wrong with you, I'd say the problem was with
Jimmy."

   Katy chips in, "Yeh, I bet he just got on top and stuck it in."

   Lena looks at Katy, surprised, "How, did you know?"

   I reply, "Because Jimmy is really the 'little kid', he knows how to
fuck, but he doesn't know how to make love.  If he just climbs on top and
shoves, it's going to hurt and by the time he is finished you'll just be
starting to get warmed up.  You'll have to tell him what to do."

   "But I don't know what to do," is her plaintive reply.

   "You seemed to have a fairly good idea outside.  Just tell him to do the
same sort of things.  Also make him shoot, before he fucks you, so that he
lasts longer the second time."

   "How do I do that?"

   "Well you could give him a hand job," I start.

   "Or you suck him off," interjects Katy, who seems determined to shock.

   "You mean put him in my mouth?  That's disgusting."

   "No it's not.  Geoff tastes really good, especially when he shoots his
sperm in my mouth."

   "Ooh, yuk!"

   "Really, what were we doing when you saw us?" I ask.

   "You were licking her between the legs."

   "So, was my licking Katy's cunt disgusting?"

   "Sort of, but it made me feel really hot too, thinking about someone
doing it to me."

   "Well anything two people do with each other, so long as they both want
to do it, is generally not that bad.  In fact if it looks disgusting it
probably feels pretty good.

   "Yeah, he licked my bum last night and I nearly went through the roof."

   Lena looks at me and gasps, "You didn't?"

   I nod.  "She had just had a shower, she was clean, I knew she would like
it, so why not?"

   "I guess, but it seems so strange.  Can you ...." Lena trails off.

   "Can I what?"

   "No, you'll just get mad at me."

   "No, we won't," Katy encourages.

   "Katy's right, we won't get angry with anything you say."

   "C-can you show me what to do," Lena gets out in a rush.

   "I can't see any problems with that, can you Katy?"

   "No.  Do you want to join in or just watch us or do you want Geoff to do
it to you?"

   "Can I just watch to start with?"

   "Of course, just don't tell Jimmy or anybody else.  If anybody found out
about Katy and me I'd probably go to jail and Katy might end up in a home."

   "O.K."

   Katy claps her hand with delight, and taking both Lena and I by the hand
drags us to Jimmy's bed at the other end of the van and falling back on the
bed, flips her skirt up to reveal her bald pussy which is leaking down
between her ass cheeks to saturate the back of her skirt.

   "Better get that skirt off before you ruin it," I say.  Pulling Katy to
her feet I remove her shirt and pull down her skirt to pool about her
ankles.

   Katy kneels in front of me and unfastens my shorts and lets them drop to
the floor.  She then sticks out her tongue and licks me from root to crown
coating my member with a sheen of saliva.  Taking a deep breath she ovals
her mouth and plunges her head forward, burying her nose in my hair she
takes me deep into her throat.  Lena gasps.  Katy bobs her head up and down
a few times before releasing me with a slurp while Lena looks on in
disbelief.

   Not to be outdone I pick Katy up, throw her back on the towel and plunge
my tongue deep into her slot.  I lick and suck furiously at Katy's cunt for
a few seconds before changing to teasing licks and sucks.  I work her right
up to the edge, but refuse to tip her over.  Glancing at Lena I see her
with one hand inside her bikini bottoms, the other squeezing and rubbing
her tits.

   "Why don't you take those off and sit here so you can see better?" I
ask, before rolling Katy's ass clear of the bead and descending once more
to her sopping pussy.  I continue to tease her licking and biting at her
thighs, flicking my tongue inside her for a second before withdrawing.

   Feeling movement on the bed flick my eyes up to see Lena has taken up a
position kneeling behind Katy's head and is leaning over to closely observe
where my tongue is working over Katy's delectable pussy.  Her eyes are only
six inches from mine, she blushes when she sees me looking at her, but
doesn't move.

   Beneath me Katy is incoherent, squealing, grunting and moaning.  I move
my head slightly and begin rimming Katy's asshole, her grunts and groans
are now more urgent, coming more swiftly.  Suddenly the sounds are muffled
and I hear Lena gasp.  Glancing up, I see Lena's eyes have rolled back in
her head, looking a little lower I see the reason.  Katy has latched onto
one of her hanging tits and is sucking for all she is worth.  I decide that
now is the time and plunging a finger deep into Katy's opening I attack her
clit, suck, nip, pull, her thighs snap tight on my neck, and she emits a
muffled bane sihde wail into the flesh of Lena's breast as she cums hard.
Lena pulls back in surprise and Katy, unable to maintain her hold, lets fly
with her full voice.  All the while I suck, nip and pull and she is cumming
continuously her tiny body rigid in front of Lena, the muscles of her belly
rippling.  The volume of her voice diminishes with each wail until she is
reduced to a barely audible whimper.

   Just before she passes out I desist in my assault on her clit and change
to slow gentle licks collecting as much of her overflowing juice as I can.
Katy's body looses it's rigidity and her breathing slowly recovers, a
minute later she pushes my head away.

   "No more.  Oh god that was incredible," she gasps.

   "That was awesome," Lena says, I look up to see her gently rubbing her
mons, and squeezing her breast, "I thought you were killing her."

   "Just wait till he does it to you!" grins Katy, recovered enough for her
usual bubbly exuberance to resurface.

   "Would you?" Lena asks in a barely audible whisper, her voice carries a
little apprehension, but I can't tell if she's scared I will or scared that
I won't.

   "Only if you want me to," I reply.  "Good sex is all about choice, and
if someone says 'no', you stop," I explain.  "So do you want me to?"

   "Yes please," says Lena, shyly, in a little girl voice.

   "Move," I say, giving Katy's hip a push.  Reluctantly she gives way, and
Lena takes her place.

   Sitting back on my heels I take my first good look at Lena.  Her dark
curly hair frames a heart shaped face.  The flickering of her deep brown
eyes and the tongue licking her full lips, betrays a slight lingering
uncertainty.  Her nose is just a bit to large for her face, she is not a
beauty but is certainly very attractive.  Her body will definitely attract
more than a casual glance, breasts the size of small grapefruit surmount
her chest, though slightly flattened by gravity they are firm enough to
maintain their shape.  Crowning them her stiff nipples, the same diameter
as my little finger stand out nearly half an inch, centered in dark aereoli
nearly two inches across.  These breasts would be stunning on an adult, on
a thirteen year old girl they are mind blowing.  The still forming flare of
her hips beneath her flat tummy, promises an hourglass figure that most
women desire and few achieve.  At the juncture of her thighs every detail
of her fleshy mons is fully visible, the single curl of fine, dark reddish
hair at the very top of her slit conceals nothing.  The wine dark flesh of
enormous inner labia protrudes from between her puffy outer lips.

   As I prepare to taste of Lena's honey pot, Katy pulls my head down and
whispers in my ear, "Why don't we do what you did to me last night?"

   "What do you mean?  As I recall I did several things to you last night,"
I whisper back.

   "You know, lick her all over," Katy clarifies.

   "Both of us?"

   "Yeah," Katy grins, "It'll drive her bananas." Turning to Lena, who has
propped herself on her elbows and is looking at us trying to follow our
whispers, she instructs, "Lie back, and close your eyes and keep them
closed, and don't move your hands."

   "What are you going to do?" Lena asks, her apprehension showing.

   "Don't worry, you'll like it.  It's gonna drive you nuts," Katy
reassures her.

   Lena does as instructed and Katy and I take up stations to either side.
As soon as she feels the touch of two sets of lips on her forehead her eyes
snap open, and she gasps at Katy, "But you're a girl!  I'm not a lesbian!"

   "Of course not," I reassure her, "You're a lesbian if you do it ONLY
with girls, don't worry this will be a lot of fun, lots of people do it."

   "Yeah, I just want to help Geoff make you feel really good," Katy chips
in.

   "O.K.  I guess." Lena lies back again and closes her eyes.

   Once again Katy and I bend to kiss Lena, she quivers a little but
remains supine.  Our tongues and lips wander over her eyelids and across
her cheeks, together we nibble and tongue Lena's ears.  Our lips on the
side of her neck cause her to squirm as shivers ascend her spine.  Tracing
the line of her jaw I move up to savour lips that part at my touch, my
tongue slips between them and is met by a lively response, Lena's tongue
twines itself about mine before darting between my lips to lick inside my
mouth.  I raise my head and restrain Katy, before she can take her turn, I
shake my head slightly and she nods in response, understanding that Lena
might not be ready for a full kiss from a girl.

   In unison once again, eyes locked together so we can follow each others
movements, our lips trace her jaw line back to her neck and onto her
shoulders, our tongues trace the uppermost swell of her breasts,
momentarily we loose synch as I surprise Katy by doing something I had
forgotten the night before.  I take Lena's arm and lift it from the bed to
expose her armpit, I inhale, savouring the aroma, before licking the slight
sheen of sweat from the smooth expanse of skin, broken only by the finest
of new grown hairs, Lena's body writhes and undulates as she squeaks at the
unexpected sensations.  Katy gives me a funny look, but follows suit.  We
mouth our way down her arms, to take her fingers one by one into our mouths
sucking and twining our tongues around them.

   Making our way back up her arm, we leave a trail of wet kisses to Lena's
heaving ribs.  Taking a breast each Katy and I trace a slowly contracting
spiral with our tongues and lips.  Finally we reach the summit and suck the
engorged nipples between our lips.  Lena makes her first sound, a long
drawn out moan, Katy and I grin at each other, a nipple each between our
teeth.  We nibble and suck for a few moments longer then trail our tongues
onto her quivering belly.  She jumps with a gasp as my tongue plunges into
her navel and jerks again as Katy follows me.  Moving onwards I take her
curl between my teeth and tug gently.  Lena's hips are straining upwards
trying to force her mound onto my mouth.  I ignore her silent plea and take
her protruding labia into my mouth for only a second before releasing them
with a wet slurp, a gush of fluids are released as I separate her lips and
I lap them up with relish.  Katy's tongue and lips follow mine and I have
to prod her to remind her of the task ahead.  Lena groans in frustration as
we abandon her soaking wet quim.

   Once more side by side Katy and I trail nibbles and licks the length
Lena's inner thighs, around her kneecaps, and down her shins.  Our tongues
twine around and between her toes before tickling the sensitive folds
beneath, a broad lick from heel to toe causes her to jerk her feet from our
grasp, with a sharp cry.

   Together Katy and I guide Lena over onto her tummy and gently biting on
her heels we start the journey home.  We lick and kiss our way up her
calves to the sensitive skin behind her knees, where our tongues cause Lena
to squeal and squirm.  The muscles of her thighs tense and relax under our
tongues as she clenches and releases her buttocks grinding her mons into
the bed beneath her.  Together we bite, suck and kiss all over Lena's
buttocks before separating them.  Katy darts in ahead of me and licks from
bottom to top lapping up the juices that have flowed into the crease.  Her
tongue flicks back to circle Lena's anus before stiffening and plunging
inside.  Lena's breath is now coming in short fast pants punctuated by
little yips of excitement.  I push Katy aside and my tongue takes it's turn
licking the length of Lena's ass crack and plunging into her pucker.

   Rolling Lena onto her back I lift her leg and push her knee to her
chest, Katy follows suit and we both have access to Lena's saturated quim
and asshole.  I lap from the base of her spine to the top of her slit and
Katy follows.  We then each take one of Lena's protruding lips in our teeth
and pull as if in a tug of war, back to licking and I allow my tongue to
plunge deep between the labia into her overflowing vagina, out and I flick
my tongue over the tip of her clit.  Katy dives in and tries to lick Lena
dry, licking and sucking like there was no tomorrow.

   Lena cums with a wolf like howl, her body snapping straight, knocks Katy
aside and a knee dazes me as it glances off my temple.  Between her Legs
Lena's vulva is spurting a creamy liquid from between inflamed lips, Katy
dives back in and covers Lena's entire pulsating quim with her mouth
anxious not to miss any more of this new treat.  Lena's body spasms,
arching clear of the bed, and falling back over and over again.  Somehow or
other Katy manages to maintain her lip lock the entire time and not a drop
of Lena's spend escapes.

   As Lena's spasms subside I tear Katy loose and mash my lips to hers,
forcing my tongue into her mouth, I taste of the delectable nectar. 
Indescribable, the otherworldly taste sears my tongue, bottled it would
outsell the beverage giants Coke and Pepsi, driving them into bankruptcy.
An eternity later we are interrupted as Lena throws her arms about us and
hugs us to her, tears streaming down her cheeks.  Katy and I kiss the tears
from her cheeks and this time I don't intervene as Katy presses her lips to
Lena's and they exchange a deep soulkiss, I look on in amusement as Katy's
toes curl.

   Finally Lena pulls back and asks, "Is that me I can taste?" Together
Katy and I nod.  "Well if all girls taste like that I don't care if I am a
lesbian."

   Laughing we tell her not to worry.

   "What was that?" Katy asks, "I don't squirt like that do I?"

   "I have absolutely no idea.  But it was great, wasn't it?"

   "Yeah!" turning to Lena, Katy asks, "Did that drive you nuts or what?"

   "You have no idea.  All that teasing made me want to kill you."

   "Was the wait worth it?" I ask.

   "YES!  You can do that to me any time."

   Katy turns on me with a predatory grin, "It's his turn now."

   "Oh, no it's not.  If you touch me now I'll go off like a rocket.  Lets
go for a swim until I cool down a bit."

   The girls agree, Katy somewhat reluctantly.  Lena slips her bikini back
on, Katy makes do with a pair of knickers, for myself the ubiquitous shorts
suffice.  Two minutes later we are splashing around in the water, though
still cool it has lost it's bite.  We horse around for a few minutes,
ducking each other and bombing each other from the platform.  Then I notice
that look in Katy's eye which bodes ill for someone, a quick pluck at the
back of Lena's neck and her breasts are bobbing free in the water.

   Lena turns but finds only widening ripples in the water, shrugging Lena
loosens the tie across her back and with a flick of her wrist tosses the
top onto the bank.  Katy resurfaces and Lena pounces snagging an ankle,
they the go into a huddle casting significant glances my way.  'Uh oh!' I
think, 'oh well let's get it over with.' and I swim in their direction.  As
I approach they separate, Katy slipping behind me, (normally I would turn
to face the more dangerous adversary, but Lena's bobbing breasts hold my
eyes), Lena approaches and putting her hands on my shoulders leaps up
forcing me beneath the surface, crushing her tits into my face.  'I can
live with this, I don't need to breathe' I tell myself, only seconds later
I am reminded of Katy as my shorts are tugged free.

   Eventually I do need to breathe and I return to the surface keeping an
arm about Lena's waist.  Lena put up only a token struggle as I remove her
bottoms and toss them onto the growing pile on the bank.  A quick feel and
together we gang up to capture Katy.  When we do corner her she slips her
knickers off and tosses them before we are able to capture her.

   "Not good enough," I say, and sweeping her up in my arms I blow zoobers
all over her body, Lena joins in and Katy is soon a quivering mass of
giggles.  Suddenly we release her and she disappears beneath the surface
with a squeal.  Lena and I retreat to the platform and Katy comes up
sputtering, vowing revenge.  Lena wraps her arms about my neck, I support
her with an arm about her waist the other about the pole to support us
both. I pull her in tight and her breasts squash delightfully against my
chest, applying pressure to the back of my neck she pulls my head down and
fastens her lips to mine, her tongue darting out to joust with mine.  Blood
rushes to my head and elsewhere and soon Woody is standing proudly to
attention, his head prodding at the top of her slit.  Lena humps her hips
at me rubbing the length of her slot over my engorged glans, suddenly she
gasps as the head pops inside the tight ring of muscles at the entrance of
her vagina.

   Katy's hand sliding between our bellies and sliding down to grasp my
member interrupts us.  "I think he's ready.  Let's go back to the van," she
says.  Tugging Woody from his warm confines she tows him towards the bank.
I, perforce follow, recovering our clothes from the grassy bank we run
naked to the van.  Inside I take up a towel and rub both girls dry paying
careful attention to where they are dampest.  When my turn comes they take
a towel each and Katy magnanimously allows Lena to dry off Woody, then
dries him herself "Just to make sure."

   "You two were fucking weren't you?" Katy asks.

   "Nearly," I reply dryly, "but we were interrupted."

   "We'll, you're mine.  You can only fuck her if I'm watching."

   "You mean join in, don't you?" I laugh.

   "Whatever."

   Lena clears her throat self consciously, Katy and I cease our interplay
and turn to her.  She seems to be turning something over in her mind,
finally she blurts out, "Katy can you teach me how to suck his cock?"

   Whether by accident or design Lena has picked just the right way to
stroke Katy, and she is all smiles as she replies, "Sure, it's great fun
and his sperm tastes really good.  It's real easy too, the most important
thing to remember is to be careful with your teeth." Katy then tells of her
lesson and they have a good laugh at my expense.

   Katy uses my cock to explain where I'm most sensitive, what I seem to
like.  She goes on to repeat the lesson I gave her on how to build me up
adding a new twist, "If you excite him too much and he's gonna cum before
you want him to, just push hard here with your thumb and wait until he
stops twitching." She indicates a spot at the base of my penis above my
balls.  "I read that in one of those stories," she informs me proudly.

   Instructions finished with, Katy has me lie back on the bed, and Lena
kneel beside my shoulders facing my feet.  She then sits back to watch
fingers already busy between her legs.  Lena's first moves are tentative,
taking my cock in her hand she examines it from all angles, squeezing and
pinching gently.  She scoops up a drop of pre cum from the end, rubs it
between her fingertips and sniffs at it, finally she sticks her tongue out
and tastes it.  Satisfied, she leans over and kisses then licks the tip.

   "Lick it all over and make it wet," Katy says impatiently.

   "Shut up Katy, let her go at her own pace," I tell her.

   Lena steels herself and runs her tongue from the root to the crown, then
opening her jaws wide pops the head through her ovaled lips, her tongue
tentatively licks at the head the tip probing into the tiny slit at the
end. Gaining confidence the actions of her tongue becomes firmer more
assured, soon she is bobbing up and down on my rampant member her tongue
flickering about my knob as though possessed.  Now sure of herself she
makes a deeper stroke than she has previously and my cock bumps the back of
her throat and she gags.  She jerks backwards and my cock pops free of her
mouth, she coughs and returns to try again, over and over she tries to take
my entire length within her mouth.

   After four or five attempts I say, "Don't worry about it, not all women
can swallow a mans cock."

   "Hey, that might work!" Lena resumes her attack on me, and this time
when my cock hits the back of her mouth she swallows convulsively.  The
sensation of the muscles of her throat working about the head of my cock
are almost enough to send me over the edge, Katy notices the warning signs
and warns Lena to back off.  Lena ignores her wanting to try out her
newfound skill, retreating only far enough to release my knob from her
throat, she takes a breath and plunging forwards swallows me whole yet
again.  It takes all of my self control not to grab her head and fuck her
face.  Lena backs up until her lips caress the rim of my glans, her tongue
goes into overdrive flickering all around my knob and spearing into my
pisshole, my balls are tight and churning and my prick is hard enough to
drive railway spikes.  One more swallow is all it takes and I'm cumming
down her throat, she quickly pulls back holding just the head between her
lips.  Jet after jet of my creamy jism pulses into her mouth until it
starts to leak around my shaft.

   "Don't swallow," Katy orders Lena, "I want to share it." Pulling my cock
from between Lena's lips she takes it into her own mouth, lapping up the
last few dribbles before taking Lena's head between her hands and locking
their lips together, they clinch for nearly a minute, passing my cum back
and forth, before swallowing a portion each.

   The pair of them then descend upon my groin and clean it like a pair of
cats let loose in the dairy.  Woody twitches in response but is unable to
rise to the occasion, the combination of the morning's buildup and Lena's
incredible mouth action have drained me completely, my balls hang loose and
aching.  Together they work upon me trying to restore the lead to my
pencil, but all I am able to do is twitch slightly.

   Finally I push them away, telling them, "Woah girls.  Lena's drained me
dry and it's going to take me a while to recover.  Why don't you have some
fun together until I'm ready?  Besides watching you will help me recover
faster."

   Katy is quick to agree, Lena is not so sure but acquiesces when Katy
prods her, "C'mon, It'll be great."

   I position Katy on the bottom and Lena with her knees either side of
Katy's head.  As soon as Lena is in position Katy lifts her head and licks
Lena from stem to stern.  Lena gasps and throws her head back with her eyes
closed.  After a few seconds I place my hand behind Lena's head and push
gently, she shows no resistance and soon her eyes are within inches of
Katy's moist slit.  She looks at it for a moment then tentatively separates
the lips with her the thumb and forefinger of one hand, the fingers of the
other hand explore within, gently sliding over the slick flesh around
Katy's vagina and then flicking her engorged clit.  Katy moans into the
flesh of Lena's vulva.

   Moving to the other end I see Katy has taken one of Lena's labia into
each hand and has them stretched wide apart, her tongue is tracing a figure
eight, circling Lena's clit and anus, pausing to plunge deep within Lena's
vaginal opening every time it passes.  Suddenly Katy emits a surprised
squeal and I look to see that Lena has taken the plunge and has her mouth
covering Katy's entire mons.

   I can't see exactly what she is doing, but judging by the way Katy's
hips are moving up and down in short sharp thrusts I guess Lena's talented
tongue is hard at work.  Moving to put my mouth to Lena's ear I explain my
suck, nip, pull technique and suggest that she use it when Katy starts to
cum.  She nods and continues her ministrations.  I flick my tongue into her
ear eliciting a muffled squeak, before moving to kneel behind Katy's head.

   Bending forwards I plunge my tongue into Lena's back door as Katy sucks
and chews on Lena's engorged inner lips.  Suddenly Katy's head snaps back
against the mattress, her eyes rolled back in her head, her teeth exposed
by lips drawn back in a rictus grin, almost immediately she gives voice to
a shattering screech as she cums hard.  She barely has time to draw breath
before squealing again and again as Lena follows my instructions and sucks,
nips and pulls on Katy's enraged clitoris.  Ceasing her all out assault,
Lena switches to long slow licks as she laps up Katy's overflowing juices,
leaving her gasping for breath.

   Katy soon recovers and I sit back and watch in amazement as she attacks
Lena's pussy like she was possessed, licking and sucking on Lena's inflamed
labia, flicking her tongue over Lena's engorged clitoris.  Katy inserts two
fingers into Lena's cunt and plunges them in and out her fist slapping
against Lena's mound, a minute later she adds a third finger and then a
fourth.  I look on in complete stupefaction as Katy's entire hand
disappears within the folds of Lena's pulsating quim.  Now Lena cums as she
throws her head back and howls, the taut tendons of her neck standing out
in sharp relief.

   Katy is pumping her fist in and out of Lena's cunt with an obscene
squelching sound, her arm disappearing half way to the elbow before
withdrawing and plunging back.  It is Lena's turn to writhe with
multiple-orgasms as over and over again Katy pounds away at Lena's
palpitating pussy refusing to stop until Lena collapses unconscious on top
of her.

   I stop Katy before she is able to withdraw her hand, saying "Wait for
her to wake up." Lifting Lena from Katy's body, I turn her onto her back
and lay her back down beside Katy.  I quickly move to the other end of the
van and return with an empty glass just in time to see Lena beginning to
stir.  Setting the glass on the dresser I lift Lena and sit behind her
supporting her on my shoulder, tilting her head back I kiss her gently on
the lips, her tongue slips between my lips as she recovers.

   Suddenly her eye snap open and she pushes my head away to looks down,
"Oh my god!" she exclaims.

   Retrieving the glass I place it in Katy's free hand and lift Lena's ass
clear of the bed.  Katy holds the glass in position beneath Lena and slowly
withdraws her fist with and obscene slurp.  Lena groans softly as it pops
free, a milky cascade of juices flows from her gaping twat into the glass,
nearly filling it.

   I lean back against the end of the bed and the girls snuggle up on each
side of me each with a leg thrown over one of mine.  Entwined together we
pass our loving cup between us tilting it to each others lips.  Silently we
share our love for each other until the glass is empty and Katy is using
her fingers to scrape up every last droplet and feeding them to me.

   Finally Lena breaks the silence, "That was in-fucking-credible, I don't
believe you had your whole hand in me.  And it didn't hurt, it felt great."

   "I think he's ready to fuck now," says Katy, grasping my throbbing,
steel hard fuck stick.

   "'Ready to fuck' she says!  I'm ready to punch holes in armour plate
after that performance!" I say.  Katy giggles.

   It is then that I notice the moan of the rising wind outside, "That
fuck's going to have to wait." I say, "We had better make sure everything's
secure."

   We quickly slip our clothes on and step outside.  As I open the door it
is snatched from my hand by the wind, banging against the side of the van.
Outside the sun has disappeared behind roiling banks of cloud and the
temperature has plummeted.

   "Shit, Lena, you'd better get home before the rain brings the creeks
back up," I tell her.

   "O.K.  Bye, and thank you so much," she says before fastening her lips
to mine in a passionate kiss.  I give her a quick pat on the ass and she
heads off at a run.

   Katy and I swiftly check around outside the house looking for anything
loose and then check the tiedowns for the van and drop the awnings to cover
the windows.  Everything secure we go inside to check the news.  Just as
the TV finishes warming up Lena comes pounding up the stairs and into the
house.

   "It's too late," she gasps, "It must have already started raining
upstream, the creek's just about burst its banks."

   "What's your number?" I ask picking up the phone.  She tells me and I
dial, it's answered on the first ring and an anxious sounding woman
answers.

   "Hello, is that you Lena?"

   "Mrs Shead?  It's Geoff Lyndon here, you don't know me, but I'm Liam's
nephew.  I'm here at the O'Conner's place with Katy and Lena.  She's fine
but we wore each other out playing in the dam and fell asleep in front of
the telly.  We only woke up when the wind started rattling things.  I sent
Lena off as soon as we woke up, but she's just came back and told me the
creek's right up and she can't get home.  Katy's parents aren't back yet
either."

   "Damn!  You better let me speak to my daughter."

   I hand the phone to Lena.

   "Mum?" ..  "Yeah, I'm real sorry, like Geoff said, we fell asleep and
only just woke up." ..  "Yeah, I will, I'm sorry.  Bye." Lena hands the
phone back to me saying, "She wants to speak to you again."

   "Yes Mrs Shead?"

   "I'm sorry this had to happen.  It looks like you're stuck looking after
those kids for a few days, this storm isn't going to blow itself out early.
Have you seen the news yet?"

   "No we're waiting for it to come on now."

   "Well, that storm moved a hell of a lot faster than anyone expected. 
It's going to hit the coast just north of here in about an hour.  How are
you fixed for food?  Jane told me she was going shopping for supplies."

   I send Katy to check.  She returns a few minutes later to tell me we
have plenty of flour, rolled oats and powdered milk, a dozen eggs, some
tins, but no meat except the leftovers from last night and very few vegies.

   I report this to Mrs Shead, saying, "Well I can keep us full, with
porridge and pancakes it just won't be too nutritious."

   "Good enough.  I'd better let you go, I'm sure Katy's parents are trying
to call.  Bye."

   "Bye."

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   As soon I drop the receiver into its cradle, the phone rings shrilly and
I snatch it up again.

   "Hello."

   "Geoff it's James.  Sorry but it looks like you are going to have to
watch the house and Katy a little longer.  We're still in town and it's
bucketing down.  I know the creeks will already be up so we're going to
have to wait out the storm in the emergency shelters at the show grounds."

   "It's O.K.  James, everything's under control here, though we do have an
extra house guest."

   "Who?"

   "Lena, she came over to see Katy and we got so totally shagged in the
dam that we all fell asleep in front of the telly, by the time one of us
woke up it was too late for her to get across the creek."

   "Oh.  Have you taped the windows yet?"

   "No."

   "Well you better get started, there's a couple of rolls of tape in the
kitchen draw.  Tape a cross on each window pane.  It makes it a little
safer if something breaks the glass.  Oh, and the spare battery for the
telly is down in the battery room.  Bring it up and only use the telly for
the news.  The Kero's also down there, bring it up and put it on the
verandah.  Uh, Jane want's to say a few things, here she is."

   "Geoff," Jane's voice, "I want you to bring the mattresses up from the
van, and sleep on the floor of the lounge, it's safer up there than down in
the van.  I'm sorry you don't have much food."

   "It's all right we can manage, I already worked out that we can keep
ourselves full with porridge and pancakes.  I'll make us up a decent meal
tonight with the tag end of the roast and some vegies and after that we'll
just have to eat peasant food."

   "O.K.  let me speak to the girls."

   I hand the phone to Katy, she and Lena huddle together and listen to
Jane.

   "Uh huh" ..  "Sure thing, not a problem" ..  "We will." ..  "Do we have
to" ..  "Oh O.K." ..  "Bye mum" "Bye Mrs O'Conner" "Here," to me, as she
hand me back the phone.

   "Geoff, we're terribly sorry this had to happen, but at least you'll be
more comfortable than us in this cow barn.  There's going to be two or
three hundred people here before the storm's over.  Make sure the girls are
in bed by ten at the latest.  They're not going to get much sleep but at
least they can be resting.  And make sure they take a shower every night,
you've got plenty of hot water with the stove and the storm will keep the
tank full." <pause> "James just reminded me, you better lay in a stock of
wood on the verandah, the ax is in the battery room.  Oh god, I'm so sorry
this had to happen."

   "We'll be fine," I reassure her.  "I better go so we can finish getting
ready before it starts to rain."

   "OK, Bye."

   "Bye." I hang up and decide my mother can wait until we have finished
moving things.

   "Quick we've got to get the mattresses up from the van.  Katy where are
some blankets?  It's going to get rather cold."

   "Oh, there in the lockers in the van."

   "O.K.  we'll bring them, too."

   We hurry down to the van and Lena and I take the mattress from Jimmy's
bed, Katy rummages in the locker under her bed for the blankets, "What's
this?  I hear her ask, "Oh!" I look up just in time to see her stuff
something in amongst the blankets with a giggle.  We take our loads up to
the house and dump them before returning for Katy's mattress and some
clothes.  I look at Lena and suggest she take some of Jimmy's as they
should be a near enough fit.  Back in the house I set the girls to taping
the windows while I bring up the Kerosene and the battery.  I head for the
woodpile where I begin chopping feverishly.

   "I think that's enough," Katy's voice startles me from my trance like
hewing, "Your mother's on the phone.  I told her what happened, but she
wants to speak to you." I look around at the pile of split timber, there is
enough for over a week, so I bury the ax in the chopping block and follow
Katy up the stairs.

   I pick up the phone, "Hi mum."

   "Are you going to be right?"

   "Yes mum we'll be fine."

   "Have you got enough food?  Blankets?"

   "Yes mum.  Every.."

   "What about wood?" she interrupts.

   "Yes, mum we were just about to stack what I've cut on the verandah. 
God mum you're worse than Jane and Mrs Shead.  It's their kids I'm looking
after, I'm an adult I can look after myself."

   "Are you sure?"

   "Shit mum, I'm sure.  Look I've got to go if we are to get this wood in
before the storm breaks.  I'll talk to you later.  bye." I hang up before
she has a chance to say anything else.

   "Quick, you two.  We better get that wood in." Ignoring the shrilling
telephone we head for the stairs.  Outside it is now so dark I can barely
see to the far side of the dam.  As the door slams behind us the first fat
drops of rain begin to slant in.  Not wanting my only change of clothes to
get wet, I strip off and descend into the rapidly worsening rain naked. 
Suddenly there are two bare nymphs beside me, I load their arms with stacks
of wood and then mine, we ascend the stairs to dump our loads and then
return to the woodpile, back and forth we go until the last of the wood
lies in an untidy heap on the verandah.  On the last trip I wrench the ax
from the block and carry it up to set it beside the door.  We stand on the
stairs to let the stinging rain wash the wood dust from our bodies.

   Suddenly there is a tearing crash and the distended undersides of the
clouds are momentarily revealed as an enormous bolt of lightning descends
somewhere nearby, a rapidly approaching hissing roar builds up and we look
across to where the trees are whipping back and forth in the rising wind.
Suddenly they disappear behind a wall of white that is marching towards us.
We retreat under the verandah and watch in awe as hailstones as big as golf
balls thud into the turf at the bottom of the stairs, immediately
thereafter a boiler shop clangor starts up as the hail hammers the roof.

   It is then that I notice the two shivering bodies pressing up against my
sides.  I draw them inside and collecting towels we dry off in front of the
fire.
   End of chapter 4