Summer Collection by Rider Copyright 2000 by Rider. All rights reserved. Published with permission from the author by TYGER. DISCLAIMER: This story contains graphic depictions of sex, especially paedophilic sex. If this offends you, please do not read them or download them. Please read the subject header for info regarding story content. I am trying my best not to offend anyone, and I ask that you consider the story content as described above before you read the stories. All of the stories are consensual except for one scene where the girl is asleep. This is intended for adults only. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of a sexual nature, please, don't read this or download it. If this is illegal wherever you are reading this, stop now. Introduction It is a story of paedophilia and some incest, so be forewarned that such reading may be extremely disturbing. It is also important that the reader realize that this is a work of fiction. None of the actions have occurred in real life to my knowledge and none of the characters exist outside of my mind. Plot Summary Part I, The Fall of Summer The plot is actually fairly simple. John tells the story in the first person and is the main character. John's wife's sister has moved in with them because of financial hardship. She begins to work at the main character's office, but she has a daughter that has a live-in boyfriend and they are raising three children in an environment of poverty, mental and physical abuse, and neglect. John agrees to help my sister-in-law's grandchildren and my sister-in-law gains custody of her three grandchildren. After they move into John's house, he begins to let his previously secret and unexpressed tendency to be sexually attracted to children become more manifest. Over time, John learns that the children had been sexually abused by the live-in boyfriend. The oldest girl is four at the start of the story and is strongly attached to John. She reveals their lives before moving into John's house and, in the process of learning the details, John becomes involved in the same types of sexually abusive behavior to which the children had become accustomed. The sexual situations are generally somewhat furtive because John fears being discovered either during the situations or as a result of what the children might say. It seemed reasonable to me to conclude most of the sexual acts with John's ejaculation, but the problems associated with hiding the semen produced create some tension (just ask Bill). Cast of Characters John Businessman, narrator, and chief protagonist. Amanda John's wife; works with him in his office. Jenn Amanda's sister Dawn (does not appear in the story) Jenn's daughter Bob Dawn's live in boyfriend Summer Dawn's oldest daughter, age four at the beginning of the story Cory Dawn's second child, male, age two at the beginning of the story Barbie Dawn's youngest daughter, age one at the beginning of the story Chapter 1 Dawn called, collect of course, to speak with her mother, Jenn, and there was an obviously angry exchange. Dawn was only 18, but the mother of three and living in squalid conditions in Odessa, Texas. Her live-in boyfriend, Bob, who had fathered none of the three children, was a wierd man who supposedly was a cross-dressing cowboy who dealt in drugs. Jenn was convinced that the only reason that Dawn continued to live with Bob was because she was addicted to drugs. Dawn was a previously beautiful girl who had become emaciated and malnourished over the past several years. The telephone conversation was typical of recent exchanges between Dawn and her mother. Dawn had lied to her mother about leaving Bob in order to get some money. Jenn felt betrayed and angry about the conditions that her grandchildren endured while they stayed with Dawn. Around and around they went with accusations and threats. After she hung up, she finally decided that it would be necessary to take the children in order to protect them from disease. Also, there were unconfirmed reports of abusive and neglectful behavior. The children were obviously subjected to shouting and excessive corporal punishment, but that was as much as anyone knew or even speculated. Jenn, however, had problems of her own. She had not completed high school, although she had passed a high school equivalency exam. Her work experience left her empty. Corner convenience stores and factory work were the only jobs she could get. She had no money. Her sister Amanda, my wife, discussed this situation with me and we decided to let her live with us. My name is John. I am fairly well off with my own business and my wife manages the financial aspects, so she offered a position to Jenn together with room and board to get her back on her feet. Jenn's decision to take the children, therefore, left her with a dilemma. She had no place of her own to place them and my wife was reluctant to invite even more house-guests. Amanda has a good heart, however, and she could not stand by while her grand-nieces and grand-nephew lived in squalor. After much discussion, Amanda finally asked Jenn if she wanted to have the children stay with us, at least until she could afford her own place. Amanda and Jenn went to Dawn's "house" and picked up the children after calling Child Protective Services and the sheriff's department. Despite Dawn's tearful and even violent objections, Jenn and Amanda left West Texas with three children and their meager possessions. The three children arrived at my house tired and hungry. Summer, the oldest, was 4 years old and extremely bright. She and I already had a special relationship. For some reason (maybe that I didn't yell at her), she stuck by me like glue. Cory was two years old and didn't speak well, but was friendly enough. Barbie was the youngest, just one year old, and barely walking. We fed them and bedded them down that night, and they were out like lights. My wife would never suspect that I was a closet paedophile. Even I have a problem admitting that. It is clear, however, that I find youngsters sexually attractive; particularly young girls. Other than having a secret collection of visual and written child pornography, I have never acted on these desires. My problem, as I saw it, was to find a way to gratify my sexual urges without compromising my marriage or my standing in the community. I lacked any idea of how to do this without being caught, leaving traces, or being betrayed by the child, even if the child were willing. I finally determined that any opportunity would have to be very carefully manipulated. Over the next few weeks, my friendship with Summer grew even stronger. She loved for me to carry her and she would frequently sit in my lap as we all watched television. My wife was proud of my ability to get along with the children and attributed it to my kind and generous nature. Well, maybe so, but the incentive to "get along" was much darker than kindness or generosity. At any rate, I was reasonably satisfied with what little contact I could muster. It was particularly gratifying at night when I had only cotton pajamas and she was scantily clad in a nighty of thin synthetic material -- with panties, of course. My biggest problem was hiding my raging hard-on when we went to bed. Amanda, fortunately, never noticed (or I was clever enough to hide it). She even benefitted indirectly because I was so horny I became much more attentive to her (while secretly visualizing the most obscene fantasies, mostly involving Summer). One Friday night Amanda and Jenn retired early and Summer stayed with me in the living room watching television. Sitting in a armchair, Summer reclined on my lap sound asleep. I am not sure how she could sleep with an iron hard penis against her back, but she did sleep soundly. I gently lifted her upwards on my stomach to relieve some of the pressure and behold my cock popped out through the pajamas. As I let her ease back down, my cock slipped effortlessly between her silky smooth and hairless thighs and rested on her lower abdomen, separated only by the sheer material of her panties. The head of my cock actually reached under her nighty to bare skin. I grimaced with pleasure as I struggled to avoid cumming. If I were to cum, the mess would be impossible to explain and extremely difficult to hide. After a few moments, the ejaculatory urge subsided, but it still felt incredible. I checked to be sure that we were alone and then gently tilted my pelvis to slide my cock back and forth between her legs. Suddenly my wife entered the living room from the bedroom. All I could think was "Oh, God, I've been caught!" I glanced down, expecting to see my turgid phallus sticking obscenly between Summer's legs. Instead, it seemed that her gown had completely covered the "evidence" of my lust. I could see the outline of my hard-on under the gown but Amanda didn't notice. As she past by the recliner she said "How cute!" She proceeded into the kitchen and poured a soft drink which she then carried towards the bedroom. As she passed for the second time, she asked "Will you put Summer to bed?" "As soon as this show is over," I replied, realizing only to myself the double entendre. "Ok. I'll keep the bed warm," she said as she walked back into the bedroom and closed the door. After I had stopped sweating and my heart began to beat again, I looked at the sleeping girl on my lap. None of the movement or conversation had awakened her. I still had a raging hard-on not the least diminished by the close call. As she soundly slept, I again moved my cock to and fro between her smooth legs. Slowly and gently, but with my body as tense as it could be, I rubbed my cock over her panties and felt the head of my cock rubbing her stomach. As I imagined being inside her, the urge to cum became overwhelming. I began to shoot streams of cum, never altering my slow to and fro movements. After what seemed like an eternity, my eyes could open and I looked to see my cum soaking through the thin material of her gown on her chest and stomach. Still she slept. As my penis returned to its normal size, the cum streams followed it, soaking her gown down to and including her panties. I gently picked her up and turned her over, wiping my cock on her gown. I lay her face down on my chest and picked her up. She moved only slightly and wrapped her legs around my abdomen as I slowly stood. Holding her this way, her skin stuck to her gown and her gown stuck to my pajamas. My half-hard penis hung below with a drop of cum hanging obscenely from the head. I carried her upstairs to her bedroom, which was used by her alone, and placed her on the bed. The semen was sticky and cold as I removed her gown and panties. I used the gown and some tissue paper to wipe up any traces of my cum from her belly and cunt lips where it had flowed as I removed her clothing. Parting her legs, I could see the tender puffy cuntlips coated with cum. It had even reached between the lips into the slit. That was an enormous cum! Her sound sleep never faltered as I cleaned her, and this gave me new ideas... I found another gown and pair of panties and redressed her, temporarily regretting that I had to clothe that beautiful body. Part of me wanted more, part knew that time was critical to avoid getting caught. I still had no plan about what to do with the cum-soaked gown, but I could not let it dry or throw it away since it would be missed. I decided to wash it in the hall bathroom sink. I used Jenn's hairdryer to dry the gown and panties and then placed them in her dresser with the others. I stood briefly and watched the sleeping beauty. Resisting the urge to caress her, I left the room and walked down the stairs towards the master bedroom. Fortunately, the room was dark and Amanda was snoring loudly. I undressed and threw my pajamas into the hamper before showering. As I entered the bed, Amanda turned towards me and said sleepily, "I love you." "I love you, too," I replied before drifting off to sleep with dreams of Summer. Similar opportunities seemed to never present themselves. I could hold her in my lap, but there was always someone around. And I didn't want to seem to spend too much time with Summer. I kept my aloof manner most of the time as I plotted and planned for events that didn't happen. One day, I was at home alone with Summer, Cory and Barbie. We played games and they crawled all over me as children will do, but eventually, they tired and the younger ones went for naps. Summer and I sat on the sofa side by side and watched cartoons. We chatted some and I asked her about her life with Bob and Dawn. She was reluctant to talk about it though, so getting answers to my queries was like pulling teeth. I finally told her, "You know you can trust me and you can tell me anything. Did Bob or Dawn tell you not to talk about them?" "Yes," she mumbled as she looked at the television. "Look at me," I commanded. She looked into my eyes and I was again in love. "Did Bob hurt you?" I asked. "No," she replied as she looked away at nothing, avoiding my eyes again. I wasn't sure what question to ask, but I had a pretty good idea of what had happened by now. As I was trying to formulate a question, she began to talk. "He put his hands on my pussy. Sometimes he would lick it." She looked at my eyes with a fear of rejection, as though she thought I would be angry with her. I gently cradled her with my arm and asked softly, "Did you like it?" "Sometimes I did," she mumbled against my chest. "His moustache tickled me, and I didn't like that." "Did he ask you to touch him?" I asked, wondering about whether the relationship was reciprocal. "Yes," she said with her head against my chest. "Where did you touch him?" I asked, already knowing the answer. She was quiet for a while and then, instead of speaking, she put her hand on my crotch, right over my partially turgid penis. With her head on my chest, she was looking right at her hand, and my crotch. It was an inspiringly erotic moment for me, but I did my best to retain my composure. As I sat feeling the warmth of her hand on my penis through my pants, I gently rubbed her shoulder and kissed the top of her head. Instead of removing her hand, she began to slowly rub it up and down. My cock responded by getting harder and longer, and she continued to rub. "Is that how he wanted you to touch him?" I finally managed to ask. "No," she replied, watching her hand move over my growing cock as it strained against my pants. It was clear that she was quite comfortable with the situation and trusted me completely. "Well, how did he want you to touch him?" I asked, wondering if there were some peculiar way that Bob preferred to be touched. Summer, instead of answering, sat up and removed her hand. I quickly regretted my question, fearing that I had offended her and missing warmth and gentle motion of her hand. Before I could think of anything to say, she undid my pants and unzipped them with an expertise that revealed experience. She put her hand around my exposed cock which both startled and excited me immensely. She again lay her head on my chest and resumed the up and down motions with her hand around as much of my cock as she could hold. As my exposed cock lengthened, the eye looked directly at her face from a distance of only inches and she returned the gaze unflinchingly. Drops of clear pre-cum began to ooze from the eye as she continued her massage. She rubbed her fingers over the head before returning her hand to the shaft and resuming her massage. I was reaching a critical point, so I asked her "Honey, do you know what will happen if you continue to do that?" She nodded as she continued to gaze at her hand massaging my cock. Shifting her body slightly, she moved her head until it was almost touching the head of my cock. As more pre-cum oozed out, she stuck her tongue out and licked it from the opening before licking the rest of the head. Her hand motions sped up and her grip tightened. As she opened her mouth and lowered it over the head, I lost it. Unable to hold back any longer, I groaned, "Honey, I'm going to cum." I soon began to shoot spurt after spurt of cum into her waiting mouth. She pulled back briefly during the deluge to swallow and a large squirt popped her in the face. A second squirt hit her upper lip and nose as she again lowered her head over my erupting phallus. All too soon, I finished shooting fluid, but continued to experience those exquisite spasms as she held the head of my penis in her warm mouth. I could tell she was still swallowing and feel her tongue move as it urged the last little bit of cum I had remaining. We sat there like that with her mouth over my phallus for what seemed like an eternity. Drips of cum slowly fell from her face onto my stomach and her cheek rested in the puddle. When she lifted her head, her face was covered with globs of cum. She licked her lips and looked at me. She was so cute and precious that I just smiled and kissed her cum-coated forehead. With that, she smiled and asked, "Does that feel good?" "Yes, it does honey," I answered. "You have done that before, haven't you?" "Uh huh. That's something that Bob made me do a lot." "Honey, I didn't mean to make you do that. I'm sorry if I made you do something you didn't want to do. Can you forgive me?" I asked, hoping that she would keep this secret. "Uncle John, I did that because I love you. Do you love me?" she asked plaintively. Just watching her talk with her face covered in cum made me begin to feel stirrings. My prick started to swell again and seemed to echo my sentiments. "Yes, honey, I love you very much. Can we keep what happened between us two?" I begged. "Sure Uncle John. I won't tell." Relieved and satisfied, I had her wait while I went to the kitchen for a paper towel. I cleaned her face and my belly and then zipped my pants. We sat and watched television while she lay with her arm across my stomach, dozing occasionally. We were comfortable and close, and all was well. Except perhaps that I had crossed the line and abused my grand-niece. I didn't know where this would go, or how it would end, but I was sure as hell enjoying the ride. Chapter 2 As I was reclining with Summer in the armchair, I asked her, "Did Bob ever do anything to Cory or Barbie?" She looked at me and replied, "Sometimes, but not very much." "What did he do?" I asked, my curiosity piqued. "He would put Cory's thing in his mouth and then Cory would suck his. With Barbie, he just rubbed on her until he squirted." I chuckled internally at her description of ejaculation, but the imaginary visual was a little stimulating. "Were you all in the room together?" I asked. "Uh huh, except sometimes he would take one of us into their bedroom when Momma wasn't around," she replied. "He probably did some other stuff I don't know about. Sometimes Cory would cry after he was with Bob. I never asked why." We continued to sit silently and watch the television while the new information sunk in. Summer was only four, but Cory was just a two year old boy and Barbie only one year old. The idea of a freak like Bob abusing these children whenever he wanted to was both shocking and revealing. I couldn't help but think that Summer had probably seen and swallowed more cum than many adult women. Including my cum. Suddenly, Summer put her hand on my crotch again. The warmth added to the mental pictures I was generating and I began to become erect. I began to wonder if she was going to repeat the actions that made such a mess earlier, but then she looked up at me. "Uncle John?" "Yes, honey?" "Did I make you happy?" I had already answered that, but I suppose she wanted reassurance. Perhaps she was insecure or needed to know that she was loved and wanted. Sex is a way of expressing love and want, but not one that is expected from a child of four. Still, she made me melt with that look of hopefulness. "Yes, honey, you made me very happy. I've never been so happy in my life." She smiled and returned her gaze to my crotch which she started to rub along the turgid ridge of my straining cock. The pleasure was so intense that I closed my eyes and moaned. "Am I hurting you?" I opened my eyes and said, "Oh, no! It feels so good! I was just enjoying it. Sorry if I sound like I hurt, but I don't. Not even a little bit." That seemed to satisfy her and she returned to her slow and deliberate massage of my cock through my pants. I just watched as this young girl showed her affection in this most sexual way. The pleasure was intense, but I did nothing to encourage her. Then, I didn't need to. After she had brought me almost to orgasm, she stopped, sat up, and again unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. This time, there was no hesitation in her actions. She grabbed my now fairly rigid shaft and rubbed it as she looked directly at the head. As the pre-cum (and perhaps a little of my last cum) started to ooze from the eye, she licked it, swallowed it and quickly smiled at me before she turned her head and placed the head of my cock into her mouth as she continued to massage it. I was wondering if the volume of cum that I would produce would be sufficiently less that she would be able to swallow it all, but then she stopped. "Uncle John," she asked as she rubbed my cock and looked into my eyes, "would you like to do the other things that Bob did with me?" Answering was hard because I was virtually speechless with ecstasy, but I regained my senses long enough to respond, "Like what, honey?" "You know, like rub your thing on me or lick me." "Would you like me to?" I asked. "With you, I bet it would feel good. I could move and rub it with my pussy. That's if you want to." She looked again at my cock as she continued to rub it. I gathered there was some disappointment that I had not immediately responded affirmatively, but it seemed that she really wanted me to do something different. "Honey, I would --" I caught my breath as she again licked some pre-cum from the head of my cock unexpectedly. "I would love to!" I continued as my head spun from her ministrations. She rose and reluctantly released my cock as she started to undress. I had to stop and think about when Amanda and Jenn would return. I figured they wouldn't be home for hours, but I thought it might be safer to do this where we would be less likely to be caught. "Honey, why don't we go upstairs to your bedroom?" I asked. "Ok!" She left her shirt partly unbuttoned and grabbed my hand, pulling me up. She practically dragged me upstairs. The other children were still in their own room, napping, perhaps, or playing quietly. We walked into her room and she finished removing her blouse. By the time I had unbuttoned my shirt, she was already naked and lying on her back in bed, naked as a jaybird, and legs spread as wide as they would spread. As she watched me undo my pants and pull them off, I watched her rubbing herself on her cunt lips with one hand as the other supported her head. It has to rank as one of the sexiest things I have ever seen. True to her word, as soon as I was on the bed on my knees between her legs, she pulled my penis to her cunt and began to rub herself against the head of my cock. As excited as I was, it took great resistance to avoid cumming immediately. My pre-cum lubricated her labia and my cock slipped between the lips as she moved. She seemed to be enjoying this as much as I and her actions clearly rubbed my cock head against her clitoris. After a few moments, she seemed to spasm, closed her eyes and opened her mouth. I was about to ask her what was wrong when she blinked her eyes open and sighed. "Oh! That felt good!" she exclaimed as she resumed rubbing her cunt against my cock head. I do believe she came! Well, that did it. I could hold back no longer and I leaned into her and pushed my cock between her labia and against her tiny hymen. I began to cum, and cum, and cum. When I could open my eyes, I saw that she had lifted her head and was looking between her legs. I followed her gaze and saw a pool of cum that had overflowed her vagina and covered the head of my cock. It continued to ooze around the head and covered her clitoral hood and then poured onto her belly. I slowly pulled my cock from between the warm and gooey lips of her cunt and watched as globs of my cum leaked out and dripped down her anus and onto the bed sheets. I shifted lower onto the bed and gazed at her hairless pussy. Placing my thumbs on both sides of her cunt, I separated the lips and watched in amazement as copious quantities of cum poured out from the tiny hole in her hymen. Her vagina was filled with cum that was draining out as I watched. She took her hand and scooped up some of the cum that had poured onto her abdomen and then proceeded to place the cum into her mouth. She gathered even more cum and placed that into her mouth as well. Like a kid, she then opened her mouth to show me that it was full of my cum. Well, not like any kid I had ever known, but you know what I mean. Anyway, there was a lumpy puddle of cum that covered her tongue and filled the corners of her mouth. With one quick motion, she closed her mouth and swallowed. When she again opened her mouth, it was glistening and empty. She smiled, and I was head-over-heals in love. I moved my head between her legs and licked her vulva. I got a tongue full of my own cum. I then sucked on her vagina to remove the remainder. I wasn't sure what to do with this mouthful, but Summer suddenly sat up, opened her mouth and gestured with her finger that she wanted to have this in her mouth. I placed my lips on hers and, through a combination of her sucking and my allowing it to drain out, filled her mouth again. The kiss is one I shall never forget. She made sure of that when she repeated the show of cum and then swallowed it all. I swallowed a small remainder of my own cum, but with her mouth so small, she had consumed the equivalent of a glass-full of cum. As satisfied as I had ever been, I had some trouble leaving this lovely sight to get some toilet paper to clean up with. After wiping the cum from her abdomen and pussy, I cleaned my cock which was quite sensitive by now. We dressed and returned downstairs. When Amanda and Jenn returned from shopping, Summer and I were quietly watching television as though nothing had happened. What a day! It was clear that my life would never be the same, regardless of the final outcome. I thought it was ironic that Summer had been abused by Bob, but he would never be punished because I was the only one who knew and I couldn't tell either! I wasn't clear about how Summer felt about her experiences with Bob, but clearly she did not perceive the acts themselves as intrinsically bad. As time wore on, I learned more and more about her life with Bob and Dawn. Dawn, it seems was unaware of what Bob was doing with the children, or at least she was never there and the children never told. Sexual abuse was rampant, but there was more. Bob was physically abusive towards the kids and Dawn and there was a strong element of psychological abuse. As close as Summer and I had become, she was still reluctant to discuss some aspects of her relationship with Bob. I began to realize that she viewed the physical and psychological abuse as the great evil and sex as the way to escape from the physical pain. Bob would not necessarily associate the two, but Summer knew that if she was giving him pleasure, he would not hurt her. The beast was quieted by sexual orgasm and would not then become physically violent. This explained, in part, her willingness to engage in sexual acts. With me, she had kept the desire to please even without the need to avoid corporal punishment. There was actually very little sexual dalliance. There were few opportunities to be alone and there were times when Summer did not indicate interest. We would talk, play, watch television and just do ordinary things. I would never force her or even encourage her, so the occasions on which we were engaged in sexual acts were essentially her idea and happened on her initiative. This sense of control was something new to her and she reveled in the sense of self. I noted that she would, on occasion, tease me. When there were brief moments of being alone, she might flash me, perhaps to remind me of what she had to offer. On other occasions when the room was crouded, she might squirm in my lap, rubbing her butt on my crotch and giving me a raging hard-on. This was particularly effective when we were already dressed for bed. Her thin nightgowns did nothing to hide the softness of her skin or the shape of her body and my pajamas allowed easy expansion of my phallus. No one appeared to notice her movements as being teasing. Instead, they just called her squirmy. Once, we were watching television with the rest of the family and it was cold. We sat next to one another and I covered us with a blanket. Her hand moved to my lap and caressed my cock. The movements were inconspicuous and slow. Before long, however, she reached her hand beneath the elastic waistband of my pajamas and grasped my cock. It was all I could do to avoid gasping. She held her hand still for a while, but then began to slowly rub up and down. I should point out that my cock was lying on my belly and her hand was over it. It was not sticking up like a tent pole. The thick blanket hid the motions quite well. She kept this up for several minutes and the excitement was too much. I soon came in large quantities in front of everyone. No one knew, but I had experienced an orgasm that left me flushed and weak. After a short time, she began to play with the cum on my belly. Every once in a while, she would pull her hand out and lick the semen off before reaching in for more. Even with her consuming as much cum as she did, my pajamas were a mess, top and bottom. She jumped up and said "I'm going to bed." I wasn't sure if this was some kind of invitation, but I was drained. She went upstairs and left me with a royal mess under the blanket. I later stood carefully and carried the blanket into the bedroom in front of me to hide the mess until I could shower. Summer came to the office once with her mother since there was no babysitter available. While Cory and Barbie played innocently in one of the other offices, Summer stayed with me most of the time. No one saw anything unusual with this since it was obvious that Summer had a "crush" on me, or at least found my company enjoyable. The reasons seemed unimportant. Summer had found security and comfort, and that was all anyone cared about. A client was supposed to come into my office for a conference, so I asked Summer if she could wait with her brother and sister. She grabbed my arm and begged to stay. I was going to insist when she crawled under my desk and said that she would hide under the desk until the client left. Well, I could never resist and I saw no harm in letting her stay. I assumed she would be quiet so that the client would not know she was there. Well, she was quiet. As the meeting got underway, she quietly unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. I began to perspire lightly, but the client didn't seem to notice or care. My cock was only partially erect, but her hands milked it until it was firm and hard as a rock. It was extremely difficult to maintain my concentration during this time but I managed to avoid looking totally foolish. My level of distraction reached a critical level when she put my cock into her mouth. Holding the head with her lips, which were tightly stretched around it, she used both hands to continue milking my cock. By this time, negotiations were almost finished. So was I. Without rising, I said that it had been a pleasure doing business, and I was quite sincere. We shook hands as I remained seated and the client left to see my secretary. Moments later, I was unable to hold back any longer and I erupted into her mouth. The seal of her mouth around my cock was almost water tight. I ejaculated such copious quantities of semen that there was not room in her mouth for all of it and she was unable to swallow all of it as fast as it was produced. Some of the semen actually squirted out of her nose and some passed around my cock and through her lips, but like a trooper she kept stroking my cock until it was finished cumming. At last, she emerged from under my desk, smiling and licking her lips. A big dollop of semen dribbled from her nose like snot and more was on her chin. She scooped the semen from her chin and licked it off before saying, "I deed to blow by doze." I translated that to "I need to blow my nose" and got her some tissue paper from my desk. While she blew my semen onto the paper, I proceeded to clean her chin and neck and tried to clean up the small amount that had landed on the collar of her blouse. About this time, Amanda came in and said, "Sweety, have you got a cold?" "My doze got stopped up," she answered as she wiped and blew again. I was still unzipped, but fortunately Summer took her tissue paper and walked to the bathroom. As I moved my chair back to my desk, I hid the incriminating evidence. "I think she may be getting a cold," I said. "How are Cory and Barbie? Are they sneezing too?" "They seem fine. I wonder if it's a cold or allergies. She may be allergic to something here in the office," Amanda suggested. "You may be right. It would probably be better if she weren't here." That was as much for my safety as anything. With so many people in the office, sex with a four year old girl was just too risky. "I'm getting ready to leave and I'll take Summer with me," Amanda offered. Another close call. Summer was much bolder than I felt was appropriate, but I was too infatuated to really care. I was deeply in love and my brain gears were only partially engaged. I felt I was on a ride at a carnival, and what a ride it was! Around and around until I was dizzy with lust, I was unable to get off the ride, and I didn't want to anyway. I would still try to be careful, but I was certainly out of control. If love is a madness, then I was insane. Wherever this was leading, I was sure to follow. Chapter 3 From time to time, I would ask Summer about her experiences with Bob. Mostly, I was curious. This four year old girl was surely a fountain of experience with the most bizarre types of sex that I ever heard of -- or even imagined. While I despised Bob for his abuse of Summer, I was hardly in a position to be critical considering my own actions. In a way, I even envied him. At any rate, she was my responsibility now, at least indirectly, and I felt the need to know more about her previous life with her mother's live-in boyfriend. "Did Bob ever make you do anything with your brother or sister?" I asked one day. "Yeah, sometimes," she replied shyly as she cast her eyes downward. It was strange that such an outgoing girl should retreat into shyness whenever this subject should arise, but once she started talking, there was no stopping her. "Like what?" I asked. "He would make me suck on Cory's thing or lick Barbie's pussy while he watched or took pictures." Hmmm, I thought, that would make for some interesting viewing. I wondered where the pictures were, but decided to put that on the back burner for the time being. "What was it like?" I inquired. "Cory's thing is real small, but it would get real hard. He didn't ever shoot any cream, though. Barbie tasted kind of, well, salty, but it wasn't bad. Bob also made Cory lick me sometimes, but I don't think he liked it." "Why not?" "Cory never did lick me long enough for me to get really happy. I guess he got bored. I used to suck him a long time, though, if Bob let me." I was about to ask if there was any other activities when she offered, "When Cory was hard, sometimes Bob would make me put Cory's thing in my pussy." "Woah!" I thought. I had seen her pussy close up, but the hole seemed too tiny to admit anything larger than a pencil lead. Well, maybe a pencil eraser. I had trouble imagining this, but Summer made an offer I couldn't refuse. "Wanna see?" she asked. "See what, honey?" I asked, wondering if she meant what I thought she meant. "See me put Cory's thing in my pussy. Cory won't mind." I bet he wouldn't. I was intrigued, but concerned about letting anyone else in on our "secret." I wasn't entirely sure that even Summer could keep a secret this big, but what about Cory? Well, he wasn't the brightest bulb in the chandelier, and he had problems even yet speaking, but even one simple sentence could ruin me. "What if Cory tells? We could get into real trouble." Actually, *I* could get into real trouble, but I didn't think it would hurt to have her think in terms of consequences should we be discovered. Summer shook her head and said, "Cory would Never tell." "How do you know?" "Once Cory said something to Momma and got the shit beat out of him. He knows what a secret is now." "Summer! Don't use that kind of language! Where did you learn that?" I was hoping the incongruency of my admonishing her for cursing while we planned how to get her little brother to fuck her would not strike her as too ironic, but then I don't think she knew what irony was anyway. "I'm sorry, Uncle John. I heard it from Bob and Momma. They said I shouldn't say shi- that word either." "Well, Ok. But now that Cory is not with Bob, how do you know he won't tell someone about what happens here?" "He just won't. We don't tell." "You told me, didn't you?" I countered. "That's different. Come with me and I'll show you." Off we went, hand in hand, up the stairs to where Cory was napping. His angelic face was almost glowing in the afternoon light. Barbie slept quietly in the other bed. Summer tip-toed over to Cory's bed and gently woke him up by shaking him. He squinted and yawned and then looked at Summer and then at me. Summer told him to come with her and he quickly rose and followed as we walked to her bedroom. "Cory, Uncle John wants to know if you can keep a secret." Cory motioned with his hand to his lips to indicate that his lips were sealed. It was clear that these two were accustomed to keeping secrets from others. I wondered if Summer had kept our secret from him... "Remember what we used to do with Bob?" she asked him. His mouth opened slightly and an anxious expression appeared. "Don't worry. You can trust Uncle John. You can't tell anyone else, though. Ok?" Cory nodded his understanding. I gathered that he was heavily under his sisters influence, but it seemed that she had not kept him informed about recent events. "Let's show Uncle John what we used to do," she commanded and Cory nodded. Summer began to strip, first pulling her tee-shirt over her head and then pulling down her slip-on pants. As she removed her panties, Cory was still fumbling with his belt. Summer walked over to Cory completely nude and said, "Let me help you." Cory watched as Summer deftly undid his shorts and then pulled his shirt over his head. He lay back and lifted his hips to let her pull his shorts and underwear down and off. His small penis was uncircumcised and perhaps slightly erect at this point. Cory lay on the bed naked with his hands behind his head. Summer got on the end of the bed and lay on her stomach between his legs. Without hesitation, she grasped his penis and plopped her mouth on it. With quick up and down motions, she gave a blow-job I shall never forget. In seconds, Cory was hard as a rock. He watched closely as his sister continued to move her head. Finally, she took her mouth off and continued to hold his penis which she gently stroked. "Ready?" she asked her brother. "Um hmm," he mumbled. There was a sly smile on his face and I could tell he not only enjoyed what had happened, but also knew what was coming. Watching this display, I needed to adjust my pants to accommodate my burgeoning cock. It was definitely an erotic experience. As I watched, Summer put one foot on either side of Cory while facing his feet. She squatted and grasped his penis which she guided to her cunt. I moved to the end of the bed for a better view and I was not disappointed. I saw the two year old's penis slide almost effortlessly into the cunt of the four year old girl. Summer leaned back to show me an even better view and as I watched, mesmerized, she began to move her hips. The penis slid in and out from between the cunt lips, moistened with her fluids. As Summer smiled and humped the little boy, I saw the most amazing fuck of my life. I could tell that she knew I was turned on by seeing this. My trance was lifted briefly when she asked, "Uncle John, do you want to join in?" "How?" I asked. "Come here," she ordered and I obeyed. She sat up on his little prick which disappeared inside of her cunt as she used her hands to undo my pants. I helped her pull them down to my knees and she said, "Take them off." I took off my clothes and moved back to the bed. She reached out and grabbed my prick with warm hands and drew me closer. I nearly passed out when she put my cock into her warm moist mouth. When I could finally look again, she was using her hands to milk my cock while she slid up and down on Cory's penis. With this degree of coordination, she looked like a four year old pro. She tilted her head back and forced even more of my cock into her mouth and even down her throat. She seemed truly turned on by all of the attention and her movements speeded up. Soon, she developed a wrinkled brow and hunched down moving my cock into her throat until there was pubic hair at her nose. Her movements slowed to a halt briefly and she shook slightly. She then opened her eyes and moved her head back until the head of my penis popped out of her mouth. After a brief cough, she replaced her mouth over my penis and began to suck and stroke in earnest. After the preceeding display, I was so charged that it was only a short time before I began to cum involuntarily. Her own movements never stopped as she continued to move her hips in rythm to my ejaculatory discharges. Cory's tiny cock moved in and out feverishly and Summer briefly opened her mouth with my cock still resting on her lower lip. I could see her mouth filled with cum just before she again moved my cock head back into her mouth. I was still in the process of cumming as the cum began to drip from around my cock, down her chin onto her chest where it flowed in rivulets down her abdomen. The small streams of cum passed her hairless pubis and began to coat Cory's penis, adding lubrication to his thrusting penis and carrying my cum into her tiny vagina. After Summer had swallowed what remained of my cum, she smiled with cum-coated lips and slowly released my cock. She then rose from off of Cory's little penis and a few more drops of my cum fell from her pubis onto his penis and scrotum. I had an irresistable urge to suck that little penis, even though I am not by any stretch of the imagination a homosexual. I looked at Cory as he looked back and, while Summer looked on, I put my mouth over Cory's penis and sucked my own cum. I found that I could open my mouth and enclose virtually his entire pubis, penis and scrotum as his penis tickled my soft palate. I sucked up the loose drops of cum and left only my saliva over the boy's genitals. "Now me?" pleaded Summer. While she stood by the bed, I got onto my hands and knees and began to lick her cunt while she separated her legs slightly. I then continued to lick, starting with some small droplets of cum that had flowed down her hairless legs and working my way up to her pubis and lower abdomen. She giggled as my tongue tickled her but I grabbed her tiny buttocks with both hands and finished licking her entire belly and chest. I finally reached her neck and chest and she began to go soft as I licked her cheeks and then we kissed while my lips removed the last visible traces of my cum. I was exhausted by now and sat on the bed. Cory sat next to me on one side and Summer on the other, all three of us completely naked. Cory surprized me when he bent over, grabbed my cock and sucked some more of my cum residual from the head. It was too large to fit within his mouth, but he certainly tried. Summer, meanwhile, put her arm around my back and leaned her head on my shoulder as she watched Cory work on my cock with his mouth. The continued stimulation prevented my penis from becoming flaccid and the sensitivity was exquisite. Summer commented, "Cory likes you. I think it's because you're so gentle." I gently stroked his head as I watched, fascinated by his enthusiasm. Although I had cum not long before, I was quickly reaching a critical point from the insistent licking, sucking and stroking. I put my arm around Summer and felt the sticky skin on her abdomen. She parted her legs; an obvious invitation to touch her vulva. My hand reached down and I felt the soft hairless skin of her cunt lips, still coated with a residual of saliva and cum. As my fingers slid between those lips, I came yet again, this time into Cory's waiting and busy mouth. The volume of semen was small, but the sensation was powerful. Cory kept busy as I came in droplets and finally he raised up and smiled. His upper and lower lips were coated with a shiny layer of cum. As he sat up, Summer touched the end of my cock, lifted her finger to her lips, and licked the small droplet that Cory had left (or that had oozed out after he had finished). "Some day," she said reflectively, "I'm going to put that in my pussy." We took a quick shower together to wash off the sticky cum that seemed to be everywhere. There was much giggling and playing as we splashed and tickled. When we had finished, we dressed and returned to the living room. Before long, Cory yawned and Summer said, "Cory, you can go finish your nap." Cory ambled back up the stairs, pausing briefly to look at me and smile. Summer was seated on the sofa while I was reclining in the armchair. I started to watch television, but out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't help but notice that Summer was already being a tease. I pretended to ignore her as she sat with her legs spread and showed me her panties. With one hand, she teasingly pulled her panties aside to reveal her hairless pussy lips. She moved the index finger of the other hand in the slit between the lips slowly before the finger slipped into the vagina. When I didn't respond, she took her panties off and again spread her legs, this time wrapping her arms around her legs and placing her hands on either side of her pussy. She pulled the lips apart and revealed the delicate pink tissue of her hymen. By this time, I could no longer keep up the pretense of watching television. As I sat with my arms folded, the show went on. She pulled her dress over her head which left her completely nude except for her white socks. She leaned back on the sofa and spread her legs wide while she kept her hands behind her head. After lifting her legs into the air, she put her feet back onto the sofa and then lifted her buttocks off the sofa as if to make an offering. While she humped the air, I couldn't refuse to do her implied bidding. I rose from the chair and went over to where she lay on the sofa. I put my face between her legs and inhaled a delicate aroma of young girl before I put my lips on her nether lips and began to lick with wild abandon. Although still at first, she began to hump my face as she had been humping the air. The movements were regular and deliberate at first, but after a minute or two the motions of her pelvis seemed to keep her buttocks off the sofa and pressed firmly against my mouth. Soon, her movements became slightly jerky and then stopped briefly, followed by a few more jerks. I kept up my licking and sucking and she then let her pelvis sink back down onto the sofa. She lay there with eyes closed and there were a few more short jerks before she remained still. I slowly lifted my face from between her legs and she lay there with legs spread obscenely, mouth open slightly, and her breathing became regular. It was soon apparent that she was sound asleep. While she slept, I replaced her panties and dress without awakening her. She didn't stir as I lifted her from the sofa and carried her back to the armchair. I laid her on my stomach and we stayed like that for what seemed like hours. I caressed her soft hair while she slept and I soon drifted off to sleep as well. When Jenn and Amanda returned from wherever they had been (shopping?), Amanda smiled and said, "Aw, that's so sweet!" I lifted a finger to my lips to keep them from waking her and we spoke in whispers. Jenn asked, "Where are Cory and Barbie?" I pointed upstairs and said, "Everyone's napping." As Amanda and Jenn then went into the kitchen to prepare supper, I lay quietly with Summer on my stomach and reflected on the day's events. Life had become an adventure. All adventures, however, have something in common; the enjoyment comes from the newness, but the excitement comes from a sense of danger. I was on the ride of my life, hoping that it would go on forever, but always fearing that it could come to a screeching halt. For now, I could put the fear away. Life went on, and the adventure continued. Chapter 4 As I was sitting in Summer's room while she played, I noticed an unusual item in her toy box. Exceptionally unusual for a (now) 5 year old girl. It was smooth and elongated, pink in color, with one end conical and the other flat. It measured about 4 inches in length. "Summer," I asked, "what is this thing?" She raised her head briefly and then returned to her search for another toy as she answered, "That's my ditto." "Do you mean dildo?" I queried. She nodded as she played with a doll she had found. "Where did it come from?" I asked, although I suspected it was something she had brought from Bob's house when Summer's mother lost custody of the children to Jenn. She looked at it again and replied, "It was a present. Bob gave it to me to practice, but I haven't used it much." "Practice what?" "I try to put it in my pussy. That's what Bob said to do. I can't fit it in except just a little way, so I don't use it. Besides, it kind of hurts when I push it," she replied as she continued her play. "Cory's 'thing' fits, doesn't it?" I asked, recalling an experience from the previous year that is engraved indelibly on my mind. "Um Hmm. But his is small." "When you get older, it will fit. Some girls use them so that the pussy will let a man's thing fit," I commented. I replaced the dildo in her toybox and thought I had heard the last of that. She seemed more interested in her doll at the moment, so I let the subject drop. Summer, Cory and Barbie had been living at my house for over a year now and it had been an incredible year. There was very little about sex that Summer did not know and she was a most willing partner -- at least most of the time. Cory loved to join in occasionally, but I had left Barbie alone. She was just a toddler, now turning two years old, and had no clue about what the others were doing. On Summer's sixth birthday party, she reveled in the cake, ice cream, and toys. As the party wound down, she came to me and whispered in my ear, "I have a present for you, too, Uncle John." With that, she ran back to her new toys and became totally absorbed in playing. Soon, the guests had left and my wife and Jenn left me alone with Summer. Since Summer had gotten clothes as part of her birthday, Cory and Barbie went with Amanda and Jenn to the store to shop for clothes for them. Almost as soon as we were alone, Summer looked at me and asked, "Wanna see my present?" I didn't know if she was referring to her new presents or the present that she whispered about earlier, so I said, "Sure!" I got off of the couch and walked over to her. "Which one is it?" I asked. She stood and grabbed my hand. "Not these, silly!" She began to walk towards the stairs and pulled me along. "It's upstairs," she said with a smile. We walked up the stairs, hand in hand, until we reached her bedroom. She released my hand and walked over to her toy box. After rummaging around for a short time, she brought out the pink dildo. I watched with curiosity as she walked over to the bed and said, "Watch this!" She pulled off her pants and shirt and jumped on the bed, landing with her legs spread wide. The site of her hairless pussy never failed to arouse me, particularly when displayed so wantonly. She placed the dildo at the opening of her vagina and moved it very slowly in and out, just using the tip. Soon, more and more of the dildo disappeared into her cunt as she continued the to and fro movements. Her little cunt lips were stretched tightly around the small dildo as she finally got the dildo in to its widest diameter. She released the dildo and it stayed firmly fixed in her cunt. She lifted her pelvis and the dildo stuck out by about one and a half inches of its four inch length. Smiling proudly, she said, "See, Uncle John, I made it fit!" She humped her hips a couple of times before saying, "I have a pee-pee just like you! If I take it out, can you put your thing in me?" I have rarely seen anything so erotic as this dildo sticking out of her (just) six year old cunt. Her flat abdomen and growing legs spread wide accentuated the absurdly pink dildo. The moisture of her own vaginal juices lubricated her plump hairless pussy lips around this protruberance. "I'm not sure I could fit. I think my thing is larger than your dildo, so it may not work." A combination of worry and disappointment showed on her face as she pleaded, "Can we try?" I wasn't about to let this little girl down if I could help it, so agreed to at least try. The width of the dildo was about an inch, but my penis was wider still by about another half inch. I went to my bedroom as she waited patiently and got an oily lubricant that I kept for back rubs. When I returned, she still lay on the bed, legs spread wide, with the dildo poking out. "Are you sure you want to try this now?" I asked. She nodded impatiently, so I removed my clothing. My cock popped out as soon as I unzipped my pants and stood at attention as I removed my shirt, socks and shoes. She had remained froglegged the whole time as she watched me undress, but now that I was naked, she slowly pulled the dildo out and, to my surprize, put it in her mouth before setting it on the floor. I got on the bed and sat between her spread legs, enjoying the view immensely. I gently spread her cunt lips and saw some redness of the inner lips which were so small as to be invisible without spreading the lips. The clitoral hood was engorged and also somewhat reddened. I applied the lubricant to her vulva and the head of my penis just before I placed my cock against her vulva. As I pushed slowly and gently, she wrapped her legs around my thighs (they wouldn't reach any further) and little by little, I pushed into her vagina. For a moment, I thought she was grimacing in pain, but when I asked her, she said she didn't hurt and begged me to keep putting more in. I looked down at the incredible sight of my cock, veins distended, moving slowly deeper between her hairless pussy lips. It was so tight that even I was somewhat uncomfortable at first, but she didn't waver in her insistence that I keep pushing. I reached bottom at about three inches and I could actually feel her tiny cervix against the head of my cock. There was still a fair amount of my cock outside, but it didn't seem to matter. Refraining from resting my weight on her, I supported my self on my hands and slowly moved my cock in and out. There was some resistance, but the lubrication helped. She did not even wince. In fact, as I was moving in and out, she would tilt her pelvis to meet my thrusts. I hardly had to move in order to send my cock back into the depths of her cunt. After a couple of minutes, I began to have an incredible urge to cum. I could feel that some cum was already leaking out and I didn't think that there would be room in her cunt for both my cock and my load of cum, so I pulled back to the opening and held it there as I shot what felt like enormous streams of cum into her vagina. I had trouble holding still as I came, but she humped my cock causing it to slip out momentarily. One huge spurt arched over her abdomen and chest and landed on her upper lip leaving splatters all over her torso and puddling in her belly button. When I finally finished cumming, my softening cock slipped out of the opening of her vagina and a big glop of white cream oozed out through the slit. As I surveyed the scene, she appeared to be covered with cum from head to cunt as she lay there with a contented look on her face. Her tongue darted out and pulled a chunk of cum off her upper lip and into her mouth. She pursed her lips and then swallowed as I was shaking from the intensity of the orgasm. "Uncle John, please lick my pussy," she pled. I could hardly see her cunt lips for all of the cum that had oozed out, but I complied with relish. Moving my face to the level of her cunt, I placed my mouth over her entire vulva and slurped my cum. My tongue reached into the recesses of her vagina and removed even more. Her hymen had become a thing of the past. I think she enjoyed the cleaning even more than the fucking. She lay back with her eyes closed and her hands gently cradling my head as I performed my tongue cleansing. After a few moments, she wrinkled her eyebrows and began to hunch my face. Pulling my face to her cunt, she moved quickly a few times and then relaxed, letting go of my head and letting her arms fall to the sides. We quickly showered together to remove the rest of the cum. At age six, she stood at about 3 and 1/2 feet. That put her close to my waist when we were standing and she took advantage of that as the water from the shower fell on us. She kissed my lower abdomen before raising my cock to her mouth. As she put the head of my cock in her mouth, she looked up briefly for approval and she was just so damned cute. We were short of time, so I knelt down and kissed her before turning off the water even though my cock was beginning to lengthen. We got dressed and went downstairs to watch television while we waited for my wife and her mother to return with Cory and Barbie. Summer was a bold girl who enjoyed this new aspect of her sexuality. Her boldness was not, however, limited to the times when we were alone. Even at age six, she frequently sat on my lap while the whole family watched television. Since my wife always kept the house freezing, even in summer (the season), a blanket was always nearby and Summer would pull it over us to keep warm. One evening, we were watching television late and Summer sat on my lap while this blanket covered us. It was not unusual for me to have an erection with her that close to me and she would frequently rub my penis under the blanket. This night, however, she did not wear panties under her gown. No one had noticed, but with my arms around her, I could reach under her gown and feel her hairless pussy. I also noted that it seemed unusually slick. She reached down between her legs and popped my cock out from the pajamas. She then leaned back and whispered in my ear, "I put some of that oil on my pussy." Well, I was concerned. She obviously wanted to play, but with a room full of people I thought we might actually get caught this time. Humping is a difficult activity to hide. She placed the head of my cock at the opening of her cunt and scrunched down slowly. Her pussy lips spread and my cock head pressed against the narrow entrance. With a little perseverance, my cock eased slowly into her tight pussy. There was no more movement. We lay like that and watched television, with my penis about halfway in (which was as deep as it could go). Even without moving, it was incredibly erotic. And dangerous. My cock would twitch every once in a while and she would contract her leg muscles in response. Inevitably, I came in her vagina. There was no expression on her face, but she leaned back and tilted her head to kiss me on the chin. My penis softened slowly and then slipped out followed by copious quantities of cum that poured onto the front of my pajamas. I rubbed the cum and lubricant into her hairless slit during the rest of the movie. I noticed that my finger could now fit easily in her vagina. The contented look on her face told me that she approved of my explorations. She got up carefully when it was time for bed and slid out from under the blanket so I wouldn't be exposed. I said good night as she ran up the stairs and I noticed a dribble of cum that ran down her leg as she reached the top of the stairs. No one else noticed, fortunately, but I still had to make it to bed without showing the cum spot on my pajamas. As I had done before, I carried the blanket into the bedroom in front of me and immediately went into the bathroom. Discarding my pajamas in the hamper, I showered thoroughly before coming to bed. Amanda was already asleep, so I was careful not to disturb her. The last thing I wanted was to submit to her romantic advances. I was quite sure that I would not live up to her expectations. There was no end in sight. Even though she was now attending school, our unique relationship seemed secure. Summer was growing and so were Cory and Barbie. They looked to be in excellent physical and mental health. Despite my guilty pleasures, I hoped with my deepest hope that I had not and would not cause Summer any lasting harm. On the other hand, I worried that the harm had already been done. If not by Bob, then by me. Sex with such a young girl was not only taboo, it was illegal and probably for a good reason. Right at this moment, however, I couldn't remember what the reason was. At any rate, it was too late to go back and undo what had happened, and it also looked like it would be impossible to change what the future would be. Our relationship was mutual and to withdraw might now cause more harm than good. Only time would tell. Part II. Chapter 5 Fucking a six and a half year old girl is not easy. Even though Summer had dispensed with her hymen about six months ago, it required a large amount of patience and lubrication to achieve penetration. And then, I had to be careful not to get too carried away. Her vagina would only accommodate about half my cock at best. Moreover, there was the problem of height. I couldn't lie on top of her since her head would come about to mid-chest. The main remaining barrier was opportunity; a scarce thing in a house with 6 people including my wife, her mother, her younger brother and sister. I suppose that if it weren't illegal and immoral then the last obstacle would not be nearly so difficult to overcome, but that's the way it is. Summer was a wonderful girl with a good sense of humor and what appeared to be a voracious sexual appetite. Her propensity for teasing and even sexual acts of various sorts in full view of the rest of the family made hiding the true nature of our relationship difficult. More and more, she would take advantage of sitting in my lap to arouse me and then bring me to orgasm as we sat in the living room watching television with the rest of the family. Penetration under these circumstances proved to be difficult and potentially conspicuous, so she began to arouse me with her buttocks and then bring my erect cock between her legs for a massage. She rarely wore panties anymore, so the sensation of my cock rubbing her thighs, cunt, and lower abdomen while she used both hands to press my cock against her lower abdomen was delightful. As before, she usually covered our activities with a thick blanket. With a slow rhythm and steady pressure from her hands, occasionally tilting her pelvis to accentuate the pressure of her hairless cunt on my cock, she never failed to make me come to orgasm. When I would cum, the semen would shoot like a rocket over her abdomen and chest under her gown. Hiding my facial expressions and trying not to move my body was a challenge I would not wish on anyone. One evening, as I sat with my cock between her legs, cradling her in my arms as we watched a nature show, I shot so much and so far that the cum blasted along her chest, hit her chin and ricotched splattering the upper part of the front of her gown and even the front of the blanket. I was shocked. My wife, Amanda, and her mother, Jenn, were both in there with us, so I was sure that we were going to get caught. Summer, however, proved to be a good improviser and pretended to sneeze. There were some tissue papers on the nearby table which she grabbed and quickly cleaned up the visible semen. For a while after that, she just sat there with her cum-soaked gown under the blanket and rubbed my cock in the puddle of semen. I was going soft, but her motions reinvigorated me. The movements of her soft hands, slick with cum, and the rubbing of her stomach and hairless pubis brought me to a second slower orgasm. The volume was considerably less, but it nonetheless felt just as good as the first. She scooped a little cum and then turned and tilted her head so that I could see as she put the cum in her mouth. Oh, what a girl! Either that night or another like it, Amanda asked me why I sometimes carried the blanket into the bedroom with me. In spite of repeating this act many times, I was caught by surprise. I did not have a prepared answer and the truth was something I could not admit. How could I reveal that I was hiding wet cum spots on my pajamas? I mumbled something about how it did not belong in the living room when it was not being used and she seemed to find that explanation believable. Fortunately, she did not make the connection that we never made love when I carried the blanket to the bedroom. I decided thereafter to bring the blanket from the living room into the bedroom every night, regardless of the need. Although Cory sometimes joined Summer when we were messing around, with interesting results I might add, Barbie had been left out. She was getting older and more curious, however, and finally walked into Summer's bedroom when I was in there as naked as could be. "Why are you nekkid, Uncle John?" she asked. Although she had lived with me for almost two years, she still had a strong West Texas accent, even stronger than her siblings. "Summer, you ain't got no clothes on too!" she exclaimed. Summer had been standing by the bed, bent over and sucking my cock while I rubbed her hairless cunt, but she rose quickly when the door started to open, so we were not caught in flagrante delicto. As I sat up and covered my privates (which were in an obvious state of arousal), Summer walked over to Barbie and began to fabricate an explanation. Her explanation, however, was essentially to tell the truth. "Barbie, Uncle John and I were doing nekkid playing. You got to promise me that you won't tell nobody about this, Ok?" "Why not?" asked Barbie. "It's private, that's why! Uncle John and Aunt Amanda do nekkid play too, I bet, but they don't talk about it. And you better not ask, or you'll get in trouble." Although she was speaking in a whisper, I could clearly make out the conversation. Barbie nodded and asked in a soft voice, "Can I play too?" Summer answered, "Well, since you're here, I guess so, but you better not tell nobody!" Barbie said, "I won't. I promise!" "Well, Ok. Come over here then," Summer ordered as she took Barbie's hand and walked her over to the bed where I was laying. I was very concerned, but Summer seemed to have things in control, so I scooted over to make room for the girls, still keeping my cock covered just in case. Barbie crawled onto the bed first and then Summer. Barbie sat there and looked at me with a quizical look on her face until Summer told her to get on my stomach like she was going to ride a horse. Barbie practically jumped on my stomach, straddling me and nearly knocking my breath out, and began jumping up and down like she was riding a bucking bronco. "No, silly!" Summer chided her. "Do it like this." Summer put one knee near my chest and swung her other over to the other side (giving me a beautiful shot of her hairless pussy) and straddled my chest facing her sister. Slowly and smoothly, she rocked her pelvis back and forth over my chest in a kind of humping motion. Barbie caught on right away and began to duplicate her older sister's movements perfectly. I soon noticed that Summer's pussy began to glide over my chest on a slimy film produced from her pussy. Oh, what a sensation! I couldn't see much because Summer's back was right in front of my face, but if I bent my face down with my chin touching my chest I could see her puckered anus and pussy lips when she moved her pelvis just right. I finally gave up trying to see anything and just abandoned myself to the sensations of two smooth silky cunts rubbing over my body. Summer paused briefly and said, "Barbie, it's even more fun when you do that a little lower." She moved the sheet that was covering my now rigid phallus and picked her sister up under her arms, placing her on the shaft. As she did that, she lifted up for a short time and I looked between her legs at her pussy and then to Barbie's two year old pussy straddling my cock. Summer settled back down, but kept her hands on Barbie's shoulders until Barbie began to move her pussy smoothly to and fro. "That's it! Now, doesn't that feel good?" Summer asked. "Yeah," agreed Barbie as she kept her eyes focused on my cock as she slid over it. "This thing is funny looking," Barbie observed. It seems that over the past year and a half, she had completely forgotten about the sexual abuse she had received at the hands of Bob. "It may be funny looking, but it feels good," countered Summer. "Just keep doing that." Summer then turned around and proceeded to stradle my head facing me with her back to her sister. I was looking up to see the most beautiful sight on earth. Her pussy slit was slightly spread, revealing her clitoris and the tiny labia minora inside of her pussy lips. Her lower abdomen was flat as was her boyish chest. She was looking me in the eye and smiling as she lowered her pussy gently onto my face. She rocked ever so slightly as I began to use my tongue on her little pussy. Soon, she gave a glance at the ceiling and pressed her nether lips more firmly against my lips and tongue. I felt her twitch once, twice, and again before she gave a big sigh. One more small twitch and she again looked into my eyes, this time with a smile of satisfaction. Barbie, meanwhile, had continued her genital massage of my phallus and I had reached a point where I was about to climax and pretty sure I would be unable to stop. "Summer," I said urgently, "I'm going to cum pretty soon." Summer wheeled around and put her head near my cock with her cheek resting on my abdomen. Her pussy was right in my face, so I began to lick her there as I could feel her licking the head of my cock. Barbie's movements halted until Summer urged her to continue and then resumed licking the head of my cock. Lying flat against my abdomen with Barbie sitting on it, she could not put the head into her mouth, though. After a few more strokes of Barbie's pussy against my cock, I finally started cumming, and I came big. The squirts of cum splattered her face and even the part that went into her mouth did so with such force that some of it bounced back out covering my cock. Barbie's movements became much more fluid as she slid over my cum-lubricated cock. Summer got up off of my chest and turned around to look at me. Her face was a mess with cum strands stringing from her nose and chin, but it was so cute! Barbie was still rocking on my slightly softened cock and I could see some cum drops over her abdomen that must have splattered from Summer's face. Summer licked her lips and used her finger to bring some of the stray strands of cum to her mouth. Barbie stopped rocking and said, "What's that stuff yer puttin' into yer mouth?" Summer moved her head to look at Barbie and I could see one strand still stuck to her chin swinging wildly. "Don't worry, it's good stuff. When Uncle John makes this stuff, it means he's really really happy," she said as she gathered up the last strands to put into her mouth. As she licked her fingers, Barbie looked at the puddles on my stomach. "Is that the same stuff?" she asked. "Um hmm," Summer responded with her lips closed around a finger. "Can I taste it?" "Sure! Open up." Summer got a scoop of the cum that was beginning to thicken and lifted it over her sister's mouth. She let some of the goop drop into her mouth and then got some more. "It's good, isn't it" insisted Summer. Barbie had a funny look on her face and looked at her sister quizically. "I guess so. I don't know, it tastes kind of salty. And it smells funny." "You have to get used to it. It's supposed to be for older girls anyway," explained Summer. Barbie mulled this over for a moment and then requested, "Can I have a little more?" "Here," said Summer as she placed the remaining cum in her sister's mouth. "That's all you get for now. Maybe you can have some more when your older." Summer got off the bed and went into the bathroom. Barbie was still sitting on my softened cock with her pussy covered in cum. "That was neat, Uncle John. Let's do it again!" "I would love to Honey, but I need to rest a little. Besides, it's getting close to supper and your mother will be coming home soon," I replied, hoping she would understand. I was also hoping she remembered that this is not something that one shares with those not involved, so I added, "Remember not to tell anyone, Ok?" "Ok, Uncle John. It's a secret!" Summer returned with toilet paper and we began to clean up our mess. My favorite part of this cleaning was when Barbie leaned back with her legs spread in the air while Summer cleaned my cum from her pussy and thighs. What a sight! I could never get used to seeing a preteen pussy, especially with a coating of my cum. As we ate supper, we engaged in chit-chat and I watched Barbie carefully for any sign that she might want to share the news of her fun earlier, but she kept her silence. Later, Summer sat next to me in the overstuffed chair and yeilded her spot on my lap to Barbie who usually sat in her mother's lap. It was a peaceful evening as we just sat there and watched television. I held Summer's hand and she would squeeze it every once in a while, but it was just a gesture of love and affection, sincerely felt, and sincerely returned. Barbie was soon sound asleep and her mother carried her upstairs to bed. Summer then cuddled against me and also fell asleep. Although she was now six years old and almost too heavy to carry, I picked her up and set her against me to carry her upstairs as well. she wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, but never opened her eyes until she lay on her bed. "Goodnight, Uncle John." "Goodnight, sweetheart," I answered and kissed her on the forehead before I walked out and turned off the light. Chapter 6 Summer caught a cold. I guess you could call it a Summer cold. It seemed pretty mild; just a runny nose and sneezing with no fever, but Jenn and Amanda decided to play nurse. They gave her some liquid cold medicine and then added Benadryl for the sneezing. Well, Summer went upstairs to bed and I was left alone while Amanda and Jenn went out with the other kids to play in the park and go shopping. It was a rare occasion when I was left alone with Summer and I usually took advantage of that opportunity, provided Summer was accommodating. You could call it experimentation: I was learning about how to have sex with a six and a half year old (closer to seven) while Summer was learning to have sex. Not that she needed any help; the girl was a natural and had experiences that began when she was a toddler living with Bob, but the recent appreciation of vaginal intercourse gave us something new to work with. Actually, she had learned about vaginal intercourse by putting on shows for Bob with her brother, but fucking an adult was something that I had introduced her to. I recently learned that it worked better with her on top. I didn't have to worry about being too forceful or suspending my body on my arms to prevent suffocating her. Her hair would swing gently as she moved on my cock and I could tell from her movements and facial expressions how to best please her. The pleasure was, however, mutual and she loved making me cum. This day, I was exceedingly horny for some reason. It had been a while and Summer had been teasing me until I could hardly stand it. As soon as I was sure everyone else had left, I ran upstairs two steps at a time and then knocked on Summer's door. There was no answer, so I gently pushed the door open. Summer was sleeping on her back with a white tee-shirt, panties and socks on. I walked over to her bed and nudged her, but she was sleeping soundly. She was a sound sleeper anyway, but it seems the cold medication had left her virtually unable to wake up. I rubbed her panties between her legs, thinking that might awaken her, but she continued to breathe regularly with no acknowledgement of my presence. I knew I would have a long time and my passions were now inflamed, so I removed all of my clothing and got onto the bed beside her. I removed her panties and carefully admired her hairless pussy. I didn't usually have the time to spend just staring or playing like this, but with her unconscious she put up no resistance as I spread her legs and got the look of my life. My face was inches from her cunt and the aroma of young girl was delectable. I caressed her hairless cunt lips before spreading them to get an even better look at her cunt. The moist inner folds shown pinkish red and I couldn't resist the temptation to lick that delicate forbidden flower. Still, she did not arouse in the slightest. I was naked with a rock-hard erection laying next to a beautiful naked preteen and I didn't know quite what to do. I looked around, hoping for inspiration. I considered jacking off, but my preference was to fuck. I spotted the oily lubricant that I had left in her room from our previous jaunts and my ideas crystallized. Covering the head of my penis and her vulva with lubricant, I lay beside her and lifted her leg, placing the calf on my upright hip. I moved my pelvis until the head of my cock made contact with that smooth hairless cunt and then rubbed the head around and between her pussy lips. Unable to resist longer, I slowly eased my cock between the lips further and further until I could feel the tight passage squeezing my cock. I lay still as some early spasms threatened to make me cum, but when this had passed, she was still out like a light. I began to move back and forth thrusting my stiff cock in and out of her cunt. The tiny cunt lips were stretched tightly around my cock as I fucked her slowly. I lifted her tee-shirt and rubbed her flat nipples and moved my hand down her belly to her hairless pubis before reaching lower to feel my cock moving in and out. Soon, the sensations became overwhelming and I was on the verge of cumming. I pulled out as I started to cum and shot the majority of my cum onto her belly and chest, getting some on her tee-shirt. Even though I had finished cumming, I was still hard as a rock, so I put my cock back into her cunt and fucked her some more. I watched my cock, covered with cum, moving in and out of her cum-covered pussy as I rubbed the spattered semen on her belly into her skin leaving it shiny and sticky. Before long, I needed to cum again and this time ejaculated what was left in me into her cunt. I lay like that for some time enjoying the sights and sensations. Some of the cum on her belly had beaded into small globs and I picked one or two and placed them between her sleeping lips which were slightly parted. Then, leaving my cock in her cunt, I lay beside her and took a brief nap. When I awoke, I was still hard and in her cunt, so I fucked her once more. Fairly sure the volume of cum would be small, I kept my cock firmly lodged in her cunt as deep as it would go as I came for the third time. As I withdrew, finally satisfied, cum gushed out of her tiny cunt. The amount of cum surprised me since the last two times had followed a massive ejaculation, but I watched in wonder as the cum continued to ooze. To clean up the mess of cum that covered her body and cunt, I got a warm wet washcloth from the bathroom and wiped gently until all traces were removed. The moisture quickly evaporated and she was practically dry by the time I replaced her panties. I pulled her tee-shirt back down to cover her flat chest and then left after one last lingering look at my young lover. Walking back down the stairs, I contemplated my actions. Although I honestly believe that she would have consented given our previous relationship, this selfish act on my part could be construed as rape; nonconsensual sex; sex without her permission. Of course, according to the law, it was rape in any case, but I felt a twinge of guilt about taking advantage of her while she slept. Nonetheless, it was an experience that I could not have passed up and one that I would never forget. The images and feelings were truly unforgettable. I was not the only one to engage in such guilty practices, however. Only a few days later, I had the day off and slept in while Amanda went off to the office with Jenn. I slept naked and as the morning wore on, I felt warm enough to remove the sheets. I heard the door open and, thinking it might be one of the kids, I just lay there pretending to be asleep. I heard a "Shhh" and the sounds of little footsteps approaching the bed. Speaking in whispers, I listened to Summer and Barbie as they discussed the sight of my nakedness. "He's asleep! Let's wake him!" implored Barbie. "I've got a better idea. Let's play with his thing and see if he wakes up," suggested Summer. I could feel the bed shake almost imperceptibly as Summer and Barbie climbed on either side of the bed. I was close enough to the middle to allow room for one on each side. Peering through almost closed eyes, I could tell that they were clothed in their silky sheer sleeping gowns. I felt a small hand on my cock that rubbed only the bottom side at first. After a little giggling, the hand began to close around my cock and move slowly up and down. I became erect in short order, but continued to pretend to be asleep. "Watch this," I heard Summer whisper. I felt her silky smooth hair rub softly against my stomach and soon felt tiny lips kiss the head of my cock. I heard Barbie giggle and Summer then lifted her head. "Now, you try it," Summer instructed Barbie. Summer kept her hand on my cock while I felt Barbie's soft hair brush my skin from her side of the bed. Her little lips closed over the head of my penis as Summer gently jacked me off into Barbie's mouth. About that time, I also felt Barbie's elbow poking into my stomach as she supported herself. If they knew how uncomfortable that was, they would know that I couldn't possibly be asleep, but I kept up the pretense and they were none the wiser. In spite of the discomfort, I could feel myself building towards a climax. I have plenty of practice hiding my facial expressions during climax from our escapades in the living room with others around, so I kept up my best poker face. The urge to cum reached a critical point soon after Barbie whispered, "Let me do it," referring to jacking my cock while she sucked on the head. I felt the hand around my cock release. Soon Barbie's hand closed around my cock and I felt her moving it up and down along the shaft a little more vigorously than Summer had. Quickly peering through almost closed eyes, I could see the back of Barbie's head and the elbow in my stomach. I also caught a glimpse of Summer sitting on her heels as she carefully watched over the motions of her young apprentice. Barbie raised up briefly to ask in a whisper, "Is it gonna squirt?" "I don't know, but keep moving your hand and keep your mouth there and you'll see," offered Summer. Barbie resumed her stroking and sucking for a while, but then declared, "It ain't doin' nothin'. Am I doin' it wrong?" "I don't know if it will squirt when he's asleep, but keep at it and we'll see." Summer placed her hand on my scrotum and gently moved my balls as Barbie jacked my cock into her mouth. It wasn't very long before I began to cum. After the first shot, I felt Barbie suddenly raise up. "Barbie!" exclaimed Summer before she bent over and placed her mouth over my still spurting phallus. She then placed her hand over Barbie's, which was still around the shaft, and resumed the stroking motions. About that time, I raised my head and opened my eyes, but the girls were too focused on my cock to notice. One or two spurts of cum had landed on my lower abdomen, but as Barbie watched Summer gobbling my cock, I noticed some cum in her hair as well. Summer raised her head and admonished Barbie, "You're supposed to keep your mouth on it until it stops squirting!" "I think she did great!" I chimed in. Both girls whirled their heads around in surprise and I could see cum on Barbie's lips and cheek. With her mouth open to express her surprise, I noticed a strand of cum stretching from the upper to the lower lip. In a flash, Summer let go of my cock and they practically jumped into my arms. I looked into their angelic cum spattered faces and we all giggled. I kissed them both on their sticky lips and hugged them tightly. "You girls sure know how to wake me up right!" I stated. "Good morning, Uncle John! Do you mind that we played with your thing?" asked Summer. "You two can do whatever you want, even if I'm asleep," I answered. "You can do whatever you want with me when I'm asleep, too!" countered Summer. Did she know about the other time? Had I been too careless? Reflecting on this, I couldn't be sure, but it didn't seem to matter. I now had her permission, so a great load was lifted from my mind. Summer crawled from my arms and said, "I'll get some paper!" She returned and began to carefully clean up the mess on the two girls faces and my stomach. She was a growing girl and, in a sense, our roles had been reversed. I no longer had to be the one to clean up after our "naked play." The rest of the day was spent in the innocent play of adult and children. Perhaps that's how it should have always been, but then Summer in particular loved sex too much. The future looked bright indeed. While I'm on the subject of sleeping, I have just one more thing to add. When Summer was eight years old, Barbie was five and Cory was six, something wonderful happened. It was a dark and stormy night (I love cliches), and also the first time I had ever been left with the children for longer than a few hours. Amanda and Jenn had gone to see some other family members and I was the lone adult in the house for almost two days (Friday to Sunday). It may surprise you that I did not use this opportunity to creep into the kids bedrooms and molest them, but then I wasn't always thinking about sex. I went to bed alone at a decent hour and was soon fast asleep. Something made me open my eyes, and I awoke. Standing by the big King Size bed were the three kids. Summer had been crying, Barbie was clutching a stuffed animal on one side of Summer and Cory was sucking his thumb on the other side. They were all holding hands as they stared at me. I sat up and asked, "What's the matter?" Summer answered, "We're afraid of the storm. Can we get into bed with you?" I could tell she was sincere and when I asked, "All of you?" they stood there nodding. It was a pitiful sight, but also irresistible. I pulled back the covers and they all jumped in bed in a flash. Their frowns turned to laughter and giggles as they jostled for position. Summer got the side of the bed where my wife, Amanda, usually slept and the other two were on my other side. You may remember that I sleep naked. I suppose I should have put on pajamas, but then what the hell, these kids had seen it all before; quite close up I might add. Summer and Barbie were wearing long tee-shirts instead of their usual gowns, but Cory just had on underwear. I left the bathroom light on as a matter of habit, so I could see the children's faces. They were not at all sleepy and it seemed they mostly wanted to snuggle. Summer placed her leg over my thigh and her arm across my stomach while Barbie held fast onto my other arm as she lay on her side facing me. Strange things began to happen. Summer started to slowly move her hips and rubbed her cunt against my thigh. Her hand wandered downwards until her hand struck my erect penis (so much for not thinking about sex!). Barbie used one of her hands to guide my hand to between her legs while the other locked my arm in place. I couldn't tell what Cory was doing, but I saw his arm around Barbie and it looked like he was humping her. Well, there was no sleep that night! Summer soon sat up and pulled her teeshirt over her head revealing a slim, totally naked preteen body. Barbie saw what Summer was doing and followed suit. Cory sat on the other side, but I could tell he had pulled off his underwear (though I am not sure exactly when). "Let's take turns!" chimed Summer to the others who were now surrounding me like Lilliputians around Gulliver. "Me first!" Being the oldest, it seemed to be her prerogative to choose the order of whatever they had in mind. Although my cock was standing at attention, Summer and the others left it waving while Summer straddled my stomach and lay on top of me. With her cunt against my navel, her face was directly in front of mine. She kissed me on the lips, slowly and tenderly and, with her lips still against mine she began to hump my stomach. Barbie and Cory watched without moving or saying a word as Summer lifted up and moved to straddle my face. I licked and sucked and kissed her cunt lips as she held my head with both of her hands and gently humped my face. It wasn't long before she closed her eyes, wrinkled her brow, and proceeded to clamp my head between her thighs tightly in a long orgasmic twitch, followed by smaller twitches as she slowly relaxed. She practically fell off my face onto her side of the bed and lay on her back with her legs apart and one of her hands rubbing herself between the legs. I only had a short time to admire this scene before Barbie claimed her right to be second. She didn't seem to mind that the lower half of my face was covered with saliva and cunt juice as she assumed Summer's former position. Summer soon jumped up and said, "I'll be right back!" before she hopped out of bed and ran from the room. I was hoping that there was nothing amiss, but too preoccupied with Barbie to keep focused. Barbie was much more active than Summer and her movements carried her hairless cunt onto my nose. She seemed to actually be fucking my nose! I had to breathe through the mouth during this time to keep from passing out, but the aroma was scrumptious. I could stick my tongue out and touch her anus which was fortunately quite clean. This caused her to moan and pump even more vigorously. I had to use my arms to hold her so that she would not rip my nose off, but soon she too slowed and went totally lax. I lay her down where Summer had been and she stretched out and put both of her hands on her pubis. The smile on her face told me that she was not in pain. Before I could react, Cory had jumped on my chest and held his erect penis before my face. He proceeded to assume much the same position as the others had before he put his penis into my mouth. I did not know what to expect, but he started fucking me in the mouth! His penis had grown considerably since he was a toddler and it now reached to the back of my throat where it nearly gagged me. I surrounded it with my lips and he slammed his hairless pubis into my face repeatedly and probed my soft palate. He was strong for a six year old and held my head firmly in place with his hands as he continued to thrust his small cock deeply into my mouth. He soon grimaced and forced his cock into my mouth with such strength that his pubis separated my lips and the cock went in even deeper. I suppressed the urge to swallow or gag and sucked hard as he held his cock for several seconds. I could feel the twitching of the penis as he held it there, but there was no fluid produced. He slowly withdrew his penis from my mouth and sat there looking at me for a while. His penis remained fully erect and I gave it one final lick before he lay down next to me where I cradled him in my arms and caressed his small butt. Chapter 7 I may have satisfied the kids, but I was still hard as a rock and horny as hell. As my thoughts returned to Summer, she walked into the door carrying two items from her bedroom, the pink dildo and the rubbing oil. She climbed onto the bed where Barbie lay, still stretched out, and nudged her sister. "Barbie, show Uncle John what you can do," she implored. Barbie opened her eyes and smiled as she took the dildo from her sister. "Go ahead, Barbie," ordered Summer. "Barbie handed the dildo back to her sister and said, "No, you do it." "Ok," agreed Summer. As Cory and I watched in fascination, Barbie lay back and spread her legs as wide as they would spread and held her knees with her arms exposing her hairless cunt and tiny cuntlips. That alone was enough to nearly make me cum, but Summer opened the oil and spread some over the dildo and Barbie's cunt, rubbing it in slowly and deliberately. Barbie pursed her lips and let out a sigh of pleasure as the massage went on. Summer then put one of her fingers into Barbie's cunt and moved it in and out. "Ready?" asked Summer. "Yeah," affirmed Barbie. Summer placed the dildo at the tiny opening of Barbie's cunt and pressed slowly. It didn't look as though it would fit, but working it in with to and fro movements, it soon was sticking out of her cunt halfway and stretched the cunt lips to their limit. Barbie never expressed any pain and watched with as much fascination as Cory and I as the pink dildo slid into her own cunt. When it was in as deep as it would go, Summer let go and it stuck out like a pink thumb from Barbie's cunt. The tightly stretched cunt lips were shiny and slick from the lubrication. "See! She can fit it too!" exclaimed Summer as she sat on her knees and admired her work. Barbie then looked away from the obscene dildo and smiled at me. She let her legs down slowly onto the bed keeping her legs bent and then humped her hips waving the dildo in the air. Summer explained, "I told her about how you could put your thing into me and told her about how the dildo helped make me big enough, so she wanted to try. We've been workin' on that for a while now." I could just imagine the two girls upstairs playing with a dildo and the image blew me away. I finally found my voice after watching this incredible show of cuntal elasticity. "Does that hurt?" I asked. "Uh uh. Feels good! I'm ready for the real thing now," she said as she looked over to my hardon. I looked to Summer who nodded knowingly and then reached over to slowly pull the dildo out of Barbie's cunt. I moved between Barbie's legs and positioned my cock at the opening of her hairless pussy. Summer reached in between us and rubbed oil over my cock head, nearly making me cum. With great difficulty, I resisted the urge to cum and then, when the urge had passed, I began to press into the hairless little cunt. I could feel Summer's hand on one buttocks and Cory's on the other as they encouraged my thrust. I moved slowly and back and forth to get my cock head first between the lips and then through the tight entrance. Once I had reached her deepest part and felt her cervix against my cock head, Summer took her hand off my butt and lay her head on Barbie's stomach inches away from my thrusting cock. Cory wanted a better look, too, and so Summer and Cory lay with their heads together. Cory gently rubbed Barbie's clitoris as I moved my engorged cock in and out and Summer put her hand around the part of the shaft that could not reach into Barbie's cunt. I knew I was due for a massive cum, so as the moment approached I groaned and pulled back to the entrance of Barbie's cunt. Summer's hand popped it out and stroked it and I began to cum in loads. Summer's hand directed the spray of my cum like a firehose and I covered the two faces from forehead to chin in two squirts. The wildly spraying cum shot over their heads and landed smack dab on Barbie's lips as well as her chest, her vulva and even the pillow that cradled her head. What a mess! Summer really had a taste for the stuff and began to lick her lips while Cory sat up and began to play with it. Barbie also licked her lips and pulled almost all of the cum glob into her mouth. She was looking at me as she smiled and swallowed. I sat back on my knees and, to my surprise, Summer took my place with her head and licked the cum off of her sister's hairless cunt. Barbie closed her eyes and lay her head back as her sister licked first one side, then the other and then the slit between. Despite all of this, there was still cum everywhere. I caressed their faces and rubbed some cum into Barbie's belly as she rubbed herself as well, our hands meeting in a sticky puddle in the middle. We took a shower before we could all go back to bed. The rest of the night we cuddled, fondled and finally slept until daylight. The Saturday following that amazing Friday night, the girls put on a show for me and Cory. We "men" sat on the sofa with my arm around Cory as the girls put on the sexiest things they could find in Amanda's and Jenn's rooms. With the radio on a rock station, Summer danced in a sexy nighty with no underwear and flashed us. I believe the song was "Touch Myself" by Madonna or something like that because at the appropriate moments, she would hump her hips and rub her hairless cunt lips. Barbie couldn't dance as well as Summer, but she wore a scarf. Only a scarf. She spread her legs and put her finger on her clitoris as she swung her hips to the rhythm of the song. Soon, the show got downright dirty. They forgot about the music playing and Barbie lay on the floor with her legs spread, humping the air. Enter Cory who crawled over between Barbie's legs and stuck his tongue out as he licked Barbie with abandon. He made sure, however, that we could see his tongue and Barbie's hairless pussy. Cory then turned around and put his hairless cock in Barbie's mouth while he planted his mouth over Barbie's cunt. His back was arched because he was several inches taller than Barbie, but they still made a good fit. I forgot to mention that I was naked, but I supposed that you already figured that out. As the show reached this point, Summer took Cory's place on the couch and reached her arm around and grabbed my erect cock which she rubbed up and down as the couple on the floor wriggled and giggled, licked and sucked, and humped each other's mouths. Some precum fluid came out of the eye of the head of my penis and Summer bent over and licked it up. She then rested her head on my stomach and idly popped the head of my cock into her mouth as she continued to stroke and watch the action on the floor in front of us. I reciprocated by massaging her smooth hairless cunt with my forefinger. She would move her hips every once in a while, thrusting her pubis against my fingers. Barbie and Cory then changed positions. Barbie lay on her back, legs bent and spread wide, with her cunt facing Summer and me. Cory mounted her, slipping his small erection into Barbie's saliva slicked vagina. Barbie wrapped her legs around Cory and he parted his thighs, giving Summer and I a good view of his cock sliding in and out of Barbie's hairless pussy. Watching the two preteens fucking on the floor combined with Summer's expert ministrations was more than I could stand and, after warning Summer, I poured cum into her little waiting mouth. She never lost a beat and, in fact, increased the speed and force of her hand and mouth motions until I had finished completely. The weekend wasn't over, but we spent the rest of the time just playing. I had bought the kids a computer (Commodore 64, if I remember), and they were fascinated with it. We went shopping, to the park, played and just got plumb tuckered out. Although we spent the rest of the next night together and naked, we just slept. Life got very complicated when Summer entered fourth grade. Not only had she begun to discover boys, but there were games, fashions, expensive toys that everyone else had and homework assignments that would stump Einstein. Amanda was no whiz at math or science, but I was not very good with grammar or history, so we both had plenty to do. Summer did a little physical developing as well. It wasn't much, but it appeared that her nipples protruded just a little more than they had. At age 9, that made her an early developer, but it was still considered normal by the doctor. Sometimes, I was the kids' counselor. Summer would confide in me when her boy of the week disappointed her, which was sometimes a crushing blow from her perspective. Mostly, the boys were interested in other things besides girls. Barbie had entered school and faced new challenges that required the advice of an adult, and she seemed to rely on my help more than my wife or her mother. Cory was just finding out about team sports and I taught him some of the things that fathers are supposed to teach their sons. I was their father substitute during this period. There was still time for fun, and these kids had voracious appetites for learning about everything. I had run out of things to teach Summer about sex, but that didn't mean she stopped wanting it. In fact, she probably became even more aggressive. One night while Amanda and Jenn went to visit a friend, I sat alone in the living room watching television. Summer came in from the kitchen and looked at me with a sly expression that really tickled me. To emphasize her thoughts, she had brought a banana with her. I could not keep my attention focused on the television as I watched her slowly peal the banana. As I watched, she licked it and put it into her mouth. Instead of biting, she began to move it in and out of her mouth like she was giving head. I nearly fainted. Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at me again with that sly expression and bit the banana. She laughed when I said "Ouch!" When she finished eating it, she reached for my belt. I sat and watched as she undid my pants and unzipped them. My cock, old faithful, popped out and she lavished the attention on it that she had with the banana, but without the biting. She left my cock erect and climbed into my lap facing me. "You forgot the lubrication," I suggested. "I don't need it! Here, feel," she commanded and directed my hand to her hairless pussy, already moist and slick. She placed one hand around my cock and moved that pussy over it before she slowly eased onto it. It was still tight, but the oil wouldn't have added anything. At age nine, her cunt was somewhat deeper than it had been, but it still wouldn't accommodate my entire cock. As Summer rode up and down my cock, I supported her with my hands on her chest to keep her from hurting herself by allowing my cock to penetrate too deeply. I wanted so badly to suck those budding nipples, but my head wouldn't reach, so I had to content myself with rubbing them with my thumbs. She seemed to appreciate the attention and threw her head back thrusting her chest out as she continued to ride with abandon. The sensations were incredible and the view tremendous, but she had still one more surprise for me. After she came, she gave me a mischievous look and slowly rose off of my still rock hard erection. She slid over to one side and placed her hand around the base of my cock as she proceeded to lick her cunt juices, smacking her lips for effect. She then placed her mouth over my member and used her hand and mouth in perfect harmony. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensations until I was ready to cum. "I'm cumming," I groaned, expecting to cum in her mouth, but she raised her head at that moment and my first shot of cum hit her nose and lips. I couldn't stop until I had two more small dribbles and a twitch or two, but when I opened my eyes, I looked over her head at the horrified expressions on the faces of Amanda and Summer's grandmother. I had no idea how long they had been there, but it was too late to worry about that. As drips of cum fell from Summer's mouth and nose onto my deflating cock, I watched the expressions turn from horror to anger. There were only two words I could say. "Oh, shit." Epilogue That's the story of how I wound up in this prison. It's been a very long time since I have been free, and I wonder if I ever will be again. Was it worth it? I lost my wife, my job, my reputation and my freedom, so it was a very dear price to pay indeed. I still have my memories, though. They can't take those away. I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't been caught. Perhaps getting caught was inevitable, though. I did get part of my answer just a while back... I hadn't seen the kids for many years for obvious reasons, but Summer, on her 18th birthday, came to visit me. I wasn't sure what to expect after all that had happened and so many years under the influence of those who still think I am the Devil incarnate. Summer picked up the phone as we looked at each other through the thick glass. I looked across at a lovely young woman, fully mature, with a wistful look on her face. "Uncle John," she started. She still called me uncle. That seemed like a good sign. "There's something I have been wanting to tell you for half my life. I want to thank you for all you did for the three of us. You gave us a home when we needed one, fed us, clothed us, and taught us to be human." My eyes burned as tears formed that I couldn't hold back. As I sat there with tears streaming down my face, I noticed she was crying too. She continued, "I love you. I always will." When the shock of that revelation wore off, we began to chat. We spoke of her boyfriends, school, clothes, and just about everything else under the sun. She did most of the talking since I didn't have much to say. She had her whole future, mine was here. When the visiting time expired, she touched the glass and smiled. I just sat there and watched as she turned and walked away. I hung up my phone and let the guard usher me back to my cell. All I could think was that I had missed out on the rest of their growing up. Perhaps *that* was too high a price to pay. Part III Introduction to Part III Summer's Heat These three chapters are a continuation of the story of Summer, Cory and Barbie from the first part entitled "The Fall of Summer." At the beginning of the story, their ages are 10, 8 and 7 respectively. The duration of the story is about a year. In order to introduce the new circumstances, I wrote a rather long chapter 1 with mostly plot and very little sex. Perhaps I should have abbreviated it, but I felt it was necessary given the complex legal and social circumstances surrounding their move to live with their cousin, Ben. Plot Summary After the children's great uncle John was arrested for child abuse after being caught molesting Summer, he can no longer provide food and shelter. Their parents (Bob and Dawn) sue for custody from Dawn's mother, Jenn, and win. The children, aided by Jenn, contrive to go live with their cousin, Ben, who is single and owns a ranch in north central Texas. Ben is unable to avoid his attraction to Summer, in part because of her encouragement, and Barbie manages to insert herself into a sexual relationship partly because of sibling rivalry. [Cory learns about ranching, although his part in this segment is minimal.] You'll have to figure out the conclusion yourself. The characters are unchanged from the first part with the exception of the introduction of Ben. Chapter 1 At this moment in her life, Summer felt as low as she had ever felt. She sat on the back porch, alone, with her head in her hands sobbing for an hour after the family had returned from the courtroom for the last time. She loved her uncle and had seen him despised, stripped of dignity, and jailed because he had been caught sexually molesting her. It was her fault that he was in jail, she thought. She just wanted to make him happy and got careless. Who would take care of her and her brother and sister now, she wondered. The business belonged to Uncle John and just about the whole family worked for him, so there would be no income. Selling the business would tide them over for a while, but then... It had been many years, but she remembered what it was like living with her mother and Bob before her uncle and Amanda had taken them in. As the oldest, she did what she could to protect her brother and sister from Bob's wrath and Dawn's neglect. She was only four when they moved and she feared they might have to move back. Jenn's custody was based on her ability to provide for the children. Now, she was jobless. Bob and Dawn, on the other hand, both worked, at least most of the time. Bob was a roustabout in the West Texas oil fields and Dawn worked in various fast food restaurants. Times had been tough, but lately work had been steady. Barbie came out and put her arm around her sobbing sister to console her. She was almost eight years old and too young to really understand what was about to happen, but she knew her sister was hurting. She too had loved Uncle John, and she couldn't understand why he was in jail. She had not been permitted to go to the trial and Amanda and Jenn, who provided all of the testimony for the prosecution, were apparently unaware that Barbie and Cory were also sexually involved at times with John. When the tears stopped, Summer reflected on her relationship with her Uncle John. For her, the sex was mainly to please him. She adored him and there was nothing she wouldn't have done. She proved that when she tried to take the blame at the trial, but her efforts failed miserably. As for enjoyment, many things they did were not especially pleasing in and of themselves. A blow job only provided him sexual pleasure and, she had to admit, cum was not that tasty. But she pleased him by swallowing it and that made it worth the discomfort. It wasn't swallowing the cum that gave her pleasure, it was knowing that the sight made Uncle John happy. She remembered when she began to use the dildo. She knew that the goal was to make her vagina big enough for his cock, but it was painful to insert at first. It took her several days before it could fit into her vagina even using lubrication. It even hurt when he first put his penis into her, but she wasn't doing it because she wanted sex. She did it because she wanted him to love her. Basically, it was the same reason she studied in school. She wanted him to be proud of her. Holding his hand, having his arm around her, and all the rest made her feel closer to him, and they were never closer than when they shared sexual intimacies. He was hers, at least for that moment, but there was no jealousy. She wanted him to be happy and, if that meant sharing him with his wife or with her sister and brother, then that was what she wanted too. Her step-father, she remembered, used to hit her and her siblings. Sex for her was just a diversionary tactic. She figured out what he wanted and it became a tool to save herself and her brother and sister from his violence. Perhaps she had become somewhat indifferent to sex as a result. It wasn't until she found closeness with Uncle John that sex became more than a shield. It became a part of what she considered to be a special relationship. Dawn had finally married Bob and it wasn't long before Dawn sued for a return of custody. The court saw no reason, given the current circumstances of the two families and the recent abuse case, not to return the children to their parents. Summer, however, had other ideas. She decided that, as the oldest of the children, she should call a kid conference and lay out her plans. "There's no way we are goin' back. You guys are too young to remember, but Bob hurt us. All of us," Summer said, addressing Barbie and Cory. "I suppose you've got a better idea," Cory sarcastically commented. At nine years old, he was independent and somewhat cocky (no pun intended). However much he put his sister down, down deep he respected her opinion. "Do ya'll remember Ben?" asked Summer in reply. Ben was their cousin by one of Jenn's other sisters and always seemed to be available when the family needed him. "Sure," said Barbie. "He was just here about a year ago visiting." Summer watched their faces for signs of recognition of her plan. Cory's face lit up immediately and Barbie's soon after. After contemplating briefly, Cory offered his analysis. "Ben would have to hide us for a long time. If the law found out, we'd go to Odessa anyway. We still have to go to school and they will want records. I hate to say it sis, but even if Ben agreed I don't think we could pull it off." "Ben would be risking a lot, but he knows how we used to live. I could be wrong, but I think even Gramma might go along with this plan," responded Summer. The kids sat on the porch until the sun had completely set discussing this and other ideas. Jenn called out that supper was ready and the kids reluctantly went in to eat. Later, after supper, Jenn was washing the dishes and Summer walked up to help her. As they washed and dried, Summer decided to test the waters. "Gramma, I- we don't want to go back," she began hesitantly. "I know, honey, but there isn't anything else we can do. Your mother won custody so..." She stopped washing and started to cry. "I'm so sorry honey," she wept, "I tried to do my best for all of you and I didn't do such a good job." Summer grabbed her grandmother's arm and made her look into her eyes. "You did fine. Things didn't turn out like we hoped, but we can still make it right." Jenn wiped her tears and her voice became angry, "That sick son of a bitch!" Summer hadn't wanted to discuss her Uncle John, but the conversation turned that way anyway. She defended him and repeated what she had said on the witness stand. Her grandmother was a stone wall though and so Summer tried to change the subject. "Gramma, we don't have to go back. There's another way," she offered. It took some time for Summer to explain her plan and cover Cory's objections, but her grandmother listened patiently and appeared to show some interest. Or perhaps she was being patronizing. Summer had the floor though and made the most of her chance to convince her grandmother of the plan's viability. It almost shocked Summer when Jenn agreed to help put the plan into motion, but that was only the very first step. Numerous obstacles remained, not the least of which was that no one had spoken to Ben about this plan. Jenn knew she would likely be labeled a kidnapper and possibly jailed, but this time the law was wrong. Time was getting short and so Jenn decided to put all of her eggs in this one basket. After some packing and work with the school, she put the kids into the car and they drove to Ben's place -- a long drive indeed. Ben owned a ranch in north Texas where he lived alone. He was divorced, but had no children. Not that he didn't want any. It seems that his wife was barren. A blessing in retrospect, but it had caused a lot of heartache and contributed to his divorce. Jenn and the kids drove down the paved road and then the long winding dirt driveway to Ben's house and stopped the car. Jenn told them to stay in the car while she went to the front door and knocked. Ben let her in and a few minutes later, Jenn came out and said, "Get your things. You'll be staying here for a while." With unlimited childish energy, the three children unloaded their things and practically ran into the house. It was a large house, one story, and comfortably furnished. Each of the children had their own bedroom for a change. Even at John's house Cory and Barbie had to share a room, so for them this was paradise. Jenn had to go back in order to take the heat and keep their whereabouts hidden. She would take the whole blame, saying she lied to Ben. She held her tears until the car left the ranch. There was no school in session at this time, so time was spent on the ranch mostly. They helped with chores, played with some of the animals, explored, and made this their home. Riding on horseback was something new, but they learned quickly. Summer's exploration of her new environment was not limited to the living areas and outside; she also explored Ben's bedroom. She discovered that he was not unflawed. Porno magazines were stuffed in boxes in his closet and videotapes had their own "secret" storage place. From the covers and titles alone, she knew the videos had to be really raunchy. She couldn't help showing all this to the others, but after that she had a problem with Cory sneaking into Ben's room. She, too, was curious, but she didn't want to be caught digging in his private things. That would be rude. One evening, she heard strange noises from the master bedroom and decided to peek through the keyhole. Ben was totally naked and lying on the bed with a porno magazine in one hand and his cock in the other. Instead of averting her eyes, she watched intently as he alternately stroked and turned the pages. Barbie walked up and asked her, "Whatcha doin'?" Summer was startled, but managed to whisper, "Nunya [short for none of your business]! Now, go away!" Barbie elbowed in and whispered, "I wanna see!" Rolling her eyes, and sighing, Summer acquiesced, but shortly said, "That's enough!" "You just want to watch him squirt!" "So what if I do." And she did. Although quite familiar with ejaculation, she had never seen a man masturbate. Barbie stomped off to the living room and sulked while Summer kept her eye plastered to the keyhole. It wasn't long before he did indeed "squirt," splattering cum over his abdomen. He put the magazine down and sat up causing dribblets of cum to run downwards. As he stood, his cock pointed directly at the door and the head was covered with cum. He turned and walked towards his bathroom and she lost sight of him, so she went to the living room where Barbie still sat sulking. In her brief, but detailed, experience with men, Summer noted that they seemed to be attracted to prepubescent girls, so when Ben was in the same room with the children, she watched him like a hawk. The idea of her little sister being molested, however unlikely, and her new role as "mother protector" gave her the self-assigned duty of supervising Ben with the children. There would be no hanky panky while she was around. She also knew all the tricks, so she knew what to look for, but there never was any indication that Ben was the least bit interested. In kids, that is. Well, there were some magazines with young females, but no children. She wondered, however, if he might be interested sexually in her. One time, when they were dressed up to go to town, he smiled at her and said, "My, but don't you look sexy!" That, to Summer, was different. He obviously appreciated her adolescent beauty which was not the same as being attracted to children. And, she was a beauty. Her breasts had started to grow, but at age eleven, she still lacked pubic hair and she had not experienced menarche, though she knew what it was, at least in principle. She still didn't own a bra, but there was really no need on the ranch. She usually wore tee-shirts but as she grew in stature and bosom size, the teeshirts had become a little tight. Comparing herself with the women in the porno magazines, she lacked a lot, but she was almost as big as some of the smaller ones, so she felt attractive. Ben began to treat her like a lady. She also found his eyes following her, lingering on her developing chest and her longish legs. The three children shared a bathroom down the hall which was usually well stocked with towels, but one night there were none. Summer decided to dash to her room, but ran straight into Ben who was carrying a stack of towels. He stood and stared for a moment, speechless, not realizing that he was blocking Summer's way. He didn't even move until Summer reached with both hands and grabbed the top towel and began to wrap it around herself. "I- I'm sorry, I didn't get these into the bathroom earlier," he stammered. It was just a little obvious that he was infatuated with her and she decided to call him on it once and for all. "You just wanted to see me nekkid, didn't you?" she challenged. It was not an angry voice, but rather a sly, knowing tone. "No! That's not it! I swear I --" His denial was cut short as she removed the towel and calmly walked past him to her bedroom. He was jarred back into reality when the door closed and resumed his totally ineffectual denial through the door, "Really! I'm tellin' the truth. Summer, I'll make sure there are towels from now on. Ok?" Summer, listening from the other side of the door as she dried off, smiled mischievously as she decided to let him squirm. She was almost disappointed when she heard his heavy boots clomp down the hall, but she felt she had made her point. There was also a twinge of guilt. Perhaps it was a little cruel to have flaunted her naked body like that after he had been so generous, but his attraction was so obvious that he deserved to be teased. Of all the things she did on the ranch, she loved most to ride on the back of his horse with him. He never failed to offer and she rarely declined, so she had become pretty familiar with the layout of the ranch. There were some beautiful spots; streams, hills and trees. Nothing like she had seen where she had lived before. One day, though, she fell off the horse and struck a rock under her right arm. They returned immediately to the ranch house, but it did not appear that she had broken a rib. It was embarrassing when it happened, and it got even more embarrassing later. Ben said, shyly, "I'm sorry darlin', but you're goin' to have to take off your shirt for me to treat that." She shrugged, painfully as it turned out, and removed her tee-shirt before sitting in a chair in the kitchen. Cory and Barbie came into the kitchen, but Ben sent them into the living room. "She's not hurt that bad. Ya'll go into the living room and we'll be along shortly," he said, and the younger two left after satisfying their curiosity. The actual wound was an abrasion about 2-3 inches in diameter and fairly superficial. He put some salve on his hand and, tentatively at first, started to gently apply the salve to the raw skin. Summer flinched at first, but then the discomfort vanished. His hand movements, however continued in increasingly large circles until she noticed that he had reached the side of her small breast. Her nipples hardened and she found it pleasurable. It had been a long time since she had been close to anyone. It pleased her that he had also found her breasts worth attention, however poorly disguised. To uncover the disguise, she raised her arms and put her hands behind her head, leaving her small breasts totally exposed. His gentle rubbing continued and, as his hand moved forward onto the side of her breast, she sat backwards in the chair. His hand slipped around the front and paused, virtually holding her breast, before returning to the task of rubbing the salve onto the abrasion. Still holding her hands behind her head, she had watched his hand cover her breast and said nothing. She continued to look down at her breast, now shiny with the lineament, and then said, "You missed a spot." "Where," he said, following her gaze to her breast and then staring unabashedly. She reached her left hand from behind her head and pointed to the erect nipple before saying, "There." He didn't argue. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the nipple either. He simply slid his hand over the side of her breast to the front and caressed the nipple with his fingers, still coated with the salve. As he intently performed this "task" she asked him, "Ben, are you stiff?" "What?" he asked, not lifting his eyes or his fingers. "Is your penis hard?" Summer asked bluntly. That got his attention and he removed his hand and stood up, turning away to put up the salve. "Course not," he finally replied. "I think you're lyin'" challenged Summer. "I could even tell you were getting stiff when we were riding horseback." "Well, you're wrong. Now why don't you go into the living room with your brother and sister and I'll be along after a while," he said without looking at her. Summer snuck up behind him and quickly reached around his hips to the front of his jeans slapping one hand firmly over his rock hard erection. "Don't lie to me!" "I- I'm s-sorry. I, uh, didn't think that, uh," he mumbled until Summer began to stroke the front of his jeans. "Why are you doin' that?" he finally asked. "Because you're a liar," she answered with a truly wicked grin, continuing the slow massage. He sighed deeply and stood still for a moment, but then said, "I've got to go." Without another word, he turned and walked away. Summer felt rejected for a moment, but then wondered if just maybe... She tiptoed past the living room where her siblings were watching television and knelt in front of Ben's door to peer into the keyhole. She delighted to see him laying on his bed masturbating, partly because there was no magazine. It gave her satisfaction to know that he didn't need anything but the memory of her to make him cum. And cum he did. She watched as spurts shot clear over his head. Some landed on his chest and abdomen, but she noted some landed on his face. Once again, he rose and walked to the bathroom where she couldn't see him. With the relationship now at a more intimate level, she felt powerful enough to tease him about this "habit" of his. She knew he would absolutely flip if he knew she had seen him. It wasn't hard to tell when he was going to masturbate. He would excuse himself early from the living room and immediately close his door. She didn't think he locked it though. To make sure he was thinking of her instead of using a magazine, she wore something special; a skirt with a halter top that was too loose. She practiced leaning over in the mirror to be sure that her breast would show and then later that night she sprung her trap. They were in the living room watching a serial when she leaned back and crossed her legs. She figured he could probably see her panties since she crossed them like boys do. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him eyeing her and once returned his gaze. He immediately returned his attention to the television, but she watched his face for a while, knowing that he could tell she was watching. Not long after, she feigned interest in a particular part of the show and leaned over, putting her elbows on her knees and her chin in her hands. At that angle, she knew he could see her breast. She stayed like that for longer than necessary before leaning back again. He got up, as she knew he would, and said he was tired and needed to go to bed early. She gave him a few minutes and quietly approached his bedroom door. Sure enough, when she looked through the keyhole, he was naked as a jaybird and beating his meat. Well, she thought, let's make his dream come true. She opened the door and walked towards the bed. As soon as he detected she was in the room, he tried to sit up, but she put her hand on his chest and pushed him back down. He lay there with both hands covering his penis (it took both hands) and staring at her like she was crazy. "Do you need a hand?" she asked. "Thank you, but I've got two," he replied. "Been thinking about me?" she pried, teasingly. "What makes you think that?" As she explained that she had watched him through the keyhole, and deliberately showed him her breast, she reached down and put her hand on top of his two hands. She silently rubbed his hands over his, imitating his movements as she walked in the door. She gave no mercy and expected nothing less than total surrender. Although obviously stimulated, he managed to say, "This ain't right. We shouldn't be doin' this. You're just a little girl and --" His speech froze when she bent over and kissed his hands as they lay covering his erect cock. With little resistance, she pulled his hands away and, while still holding them, kissed his phallus. She smiled briefly when the cock twitched and hit her in the nose, but continued to plant little kisses along it's length. She let go of his hands and they fell to his side. His neck was bent and he was immersed in watching her. She began to move her lips along the front of the shaft back and forth, still not touching it with her hands. Gently brushing it with her lips, her head moved side to side and her body swayed. Her breast was clearly visible, nipple and all, and he finally felt emboldened to move his hand to her breast which he caressed and squeezed gently. Her breasts were too firm to hang or sway, but their shape was perfect with slightly protruding nipples that he could not resist. After teasing him with her lips, she grasped the shaft firmly and began to stroke in earnest. He had a sudden look of anxiety, and there was a drop of precum exuding from the opening of his cock. Noticing his face, she recognized that he would be cumming soon, so she placed her head on his stomach and licked the drop of precum as she continued to stroke vigorously. As she started to lick another drop of precum, he groaned and a stream of cum shot onto her tongue that splattered onto her upper lip. She moved her head downward and closed her lips over the head as he fired another blast that hit her soft palate and shot down her throat. Copious quantities of semen poured out for another few twitches before it stopped. She pulled her mouth off the head of his still erect phallus with an audible pop and pressed her breast into his hand. "Next time, let me know if you need a helping hand," she offered. Chapter 2 Summer had left the door open when she entered the room and it was only now that she and Ben noticed Barbie standing there. When Barbie realized she had been noticed, she turned and ran to her bedroom and slammed the door. "I'd better talk to her. She's upset," Summer insisted. "I guess so. Seeing something like that would upset any 8 year old," Ben remarked. Summer didn't stop to explain that Barbie had seen much more graphic sex and, in fact, had been sexually involved with Uncle John -- and even Summer herself. Walking quickly to Barbie's door, Summer knocked twice before saying, "Barbie, let me in. We need to talk." "Go away!" was all that Barbie replied. It wasn't clear to Summer if it was anger or hurt, or both, but she knew she had to talk with her. Summer had always been close to her sister and this distance was unnatural. Taking a deep breath, Summer opened the door which was left unlocked (deliberately?) and walked in. Barbie lay on the bed curled into a ball and facing away from Summer. There was no movement, no audible crying, and no acknowledgement of Summer's presence. For several minutes, Summer did most of the talking; never apologizing, but acknowledging that she had spent more time with Ben than anyone else and that she had become more intimate than she had planned. Before long, Barbie began to engage Summer and eventually she was able to put into words her angst and understand better why she felt that way. It was the kind of heart-to-heart talk that makes sisters special. The upshot of the conversation was that Summer promised not to hoard his company and Barbie would be included more in everything from chores to horseback riding. Barbie and Summer hugged as Barbie wiped her tears on her sister's halter-top. "Your boobies are really gettin' big!" commented Barbie as she gazed at her sister's halter top. She pulled up her pajama top and, looking down at her own flat chest, she pondered out loud, "I wonder if I'll ever grow." "Mine aren't so big. Remember the magazines Ben has in his closet?" Summer grabbed the material of the halter top and bunched it up, revealing her small firm breasts. "I still think you're beautiful. Can I touch them?" inquired Barbie. "Sure," replied Summer. Barbie reached out and touched her left breast, rubbing and squeezing it lightly. Summer, despite herself, started to think about Ben's hand on her breast; how warm it felt, how tenderly he moved his hand... "Look," remarked Barbie, "your nipple is standing up!" "Yeah," Summer responded distantly. Snapping back into reality, Summer said, "Don't worry. Yours will grow when you're old enough." Barbie leaned over and began to suckle Summer's right breast. Summer laughed and said, "What do you think you're doing?" Barbie took her lips off of Summer's erect nipple long enough to reply, "I want some milk." Summer was trying to think of how to explain that she couldn't give milk, but the sensation was driving her crazy. Her nipple was sensitive, but not in a painful way; it seemed to be directly connected to her cunt. The sensation was new and intensely delicious so she decided she would give Barbie a lesson in sex education another time. She closed her eyes and squeezed her legs together, wanting to reach between them and rub, but decided that would be too obvious. Barbie, however, soon lifted her head and said, "I can't get no milk. Why not?" Summer took a deep breath before explaining, "I'm too young and I haven't had any children." "Ok," Barbie said as she started to get under the covers. "I guess I'm going to sleep now." "Sweet dreams," Summer said quietly before rising and leaving the room. Going to her own room, she had a lot to think about. She undressed and looked in the mirror, noting her breasts, but also the lack of pubic hair. Ben was attracted to her and she could turn him on, but what if he saw that she was hairless -- just a kid -- would that change his mind? There was definitely something happening to her, but she wasn't clear what. She lay on the bed and experimented with rubbing her breasts, but it just wasn't the same as when someone else did it. Moving her hands lower and raising her legs, she rubbed her cuntlips and clitoris more or less idly. She closed her eyes and imagined Ben coming to her, reaching between her legs, putting his finger into her, kissing her... Just then, there was an almost inaudible tap on the door. She rose and went to the closet to get her robe which was old and tattered and a little small for her before returning to the door. "Who is it?" she inquired, not too loudly so as not to wake everyone. "It's me, Ben. We need to talk." This sounded serious. She feared he had come to say that he didn't want anything to do with her, and she didn't want to hear that so she replied, "Now?" "Yes, now. And no, it can't wait," he said, anticipating her next question. She opened the door and he slowly entered dressed in his pajamas and robe. She closed the door behind them and self-consciously went to the bed to sit down. His eyes followed her and then he sat next to her. The silence was deafening, but it startled her when he spoke. "It's about earlier. I guess it's my fault and it won't happen again, I promise," he began. "No, it's my fault. I started it and I wanted it. I still want it." Ben shifted to make room for the unexpected growth of his cock before continuing, but when he looked back at Summer, she had leaned back on her elbows. Her gown had pulled up to show almost all of her thighs. Just a little higher and... Breaking off that chain of thought, Ben said, "It doesn't matter whose fault it is. I'm supposed to be caring for you and, and, " Summer sat up again and took his hand. "I don't want it to stop. And you *do* care for us." There was an awkward moment when Summer reached up with her other hand to caress his face and he bent down to kiss her, paused briefly, and then pressed his lips against hers. Summer moved her hand downwards to his groin and found what she knew was waiting there. When he tried to pull away, her face followed him keeping her lips against his and she reached into his loose pajama bottoms to grasp his naked phallus which was now fully erect. "Oh, Summer, you don't know what you do to me! You're drivin' me nuts!" he said against her lips. She moved her hand down just a little and gently cupped his scrotum. "Did you say nuts?" That did it. They laughed and the tension was gone. He slowly pushed her back until she lay on the bed with her legs dangling off the side. While kissing, Ben placed his hand on her thigh. Summer suddenly sat up, practically throwing Ben off the bed. "I'm so sorry," he began to apologize. "I went too far. I should'a known better than that." Summer looked him in the eyes and said, "It's not that! It's -- something else." "Are you on your period?" he speculated. "I want you to think of me as a woman," Summer said as she rose from the bed and stood before him. "I do! Christ, I do!" he protested. Summer opened her gown and let it slide off her shoulders. Standing before him completely naked, she let him take in the sight for a while. His eyes traveled over her body and rested on her hairless pubis. And rested. And rested. Well, he just stared, unable to tear his eyes away. "Can you still think of me as a woman?" she finally asked. He slid from the bed onto his knees in front of her before he said, "That is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." "You like it? I mean, that it doesn't have any hair?" she probed. "Like it? I love it! Oh, God, it is so beautiful," he replied unable to keep his eyes off. Summer could tell he was trying for a better look, so she gently pushed his back against the bed and straddled him. She kept her hairless cunt inches from his face, thankful that he was not turned off by it. From his response, she even thought he might be turned on by the sight. She put both hands on his head and he began to move his head towards her pussy. She bent her knees and spread her legs a little further as she pressed her hairless cunt against his face. He turned his face upwards and began to lick her cuntlips, finally probing into her vagina with his tongue. She held his head even more firmly, drawing him into her. She wanted to absorb him, to make him part of her. Slowly, gently, but with definite pressure, she moved her hips, moving his tongue in and almost out. She felt a heaviness in her pelvis that urged her to hump his face. Instead of moving faster, she moved slower and slower until she had almost imperceptible, but uncontrollable, twitches of her pelvis that kept his tongue planted as deep into her cunt as it would go. Her eyes closed and she breathed deeply. Shakily, she straightened out her legs and reluctantly lifted off of his face. With only a bedroom light on, she could still see that his lips and chin were shiny from his saliva and her wetness. Still straddling him, she squatted down, feeling with her hand for his erection which was standing proud as it poked through his pajamas. Still sitting on his heels, he guided her boyish hips with his hands as he lowered her onto the head of his cock. As he watched, almost unbelieving, he saw the hairless cuntlips spread to accommodate the head of his cock. She let her weight force it into her vagina through a passage so narrow that Ben was about to start lifting her off again and admitting defeat. Just as he was increasing the pressure of his hands on her hips, he felt the head of his cock reach an impossible warmth and slowly she slid down the shaft. She almost began to cry when he reached bottom; not because of pain, but because he couldn't fit the whole thing into her. Both of them had been intently watching his cock slide into her pussy, but she looked into his eyes and said quietly, "I'm sorry! That's as far as it will go in." "Oh, baby, don't you apologize! I'm flabbergasted! I didn't think it would fit at all for a while there. Does it hurt?" Summer smiled and said, "No, it feels wonderful!" Well, she may have lied a little, but she wanted so much to have his approval that she would keep any discomfort to herself. To prove her point, however, she began moving up and down on the shaft. It was so tight that the skin on his penis was moving with her pussy lips over the shaft. It was as though he had a grip on his penis as tight as he could hold it, but it was so much warmer and softer. Bending his neck, he could just reach her breasts and he lavished attention on them with his mouth while she continued the rise and fall on his cock. He held her in his arms as he leaned forward and lay her on the floor, never removing his cock from her hairless pussy and never taking his eyes off of their union either. His motions remained slow and calm, however. He was gentle and she soon gave into a feeling of completeness, wholeness and oneness that took her breath away. When she opened her eyes, she said, "It's your turn." That sent him over the edge in a hurry. He wrinkled his brow and, to her dismay, pulled out and shot onto her belly. The streams of semen were as forceful as they had been when he was alone, and perhaps even more, and one squirt struck her in the left eye and dribbled down to her lips. As drops of cum continued to ooze out of his cock, she asked him, "What did you do that for?" He looked up and said, "Oh, I'm sorry! Let me get you a towel." Although her eye was watering and burning a bit, she said, "No, not that! Why did you pull out?" "I didn't want to get you pregnant. Are you sure you don't want a towel?" Keeping her left eye shut in a sort of permanent wink, she rose from the floor and put her arms around him. She licked the cum off her lips that her tongue would reach while he grabbed her robe and tried to wipe the cum out of her eye. "Whenever you fuck me, and you can fuck me whenever, don't worry about getting me pregnant. At least not until I start getting my period," she said in a sultry voice that seemed so out of place for an eleven year old girl. "I can't believe we did this," he said rhetorically. "Do you wish we hadn't?" she asked with a worried look on her face and her actual eleven year old voice. "No. I mean I can't -- Well, you're just so damn young. And so sexy! I just can't believe my luck, that's all." He put his arms around her and his semen that was still on her abdomen cemented their bodies together, at least for the moment. As far as she was concerned, they were stuck together for life. Not that she didn't realize that they were cousins; she just didn't care. She shared his ranch, his food, and she had shared her innermost being. At this moment, there was nothing she wouldn't do for him. A few days later, Summer snuck into Ben's bedroom. She had decided that secrecy was necessary if only to protect the feeling of her sister. In every other way, her sister had been included more and more, but this was a personal thing. This time, she made sure, the door was closed. They were naked in a flash of flying clothing. Summer teased him mercilessly with her hands and mouth until he had been on the verge of cumming several times. She pushed him down on the bed and straddled him, slowly rubbing her hairless pussy on his stomach while he rubbed his hands on her small firm breasts. His cock would bump up against her back when she slid backwards at first, but then she began to slowly hump her way up to his upper abdomen and chest. They both knew her goal was his mouth as she reached his chest and put her hands on either side of his head, preparing to plant her cunt on his mouth. He almost came when he felt her hand around his cock and then her warm moist mouth and -- But her hands were on his head! He craned his neck to look around her side and saw the back of Barbie's head moving in sync with her upper body as she knelt by his hips and leaned over his lower abdomen. She was totally naked and, in his extreme state of arousal, the shock of the sight was too much. He lay his head back, looked up at Summer, and then grimaced as he closed his eyes. "Oh no," he murmured as he began to cum. The first shot went into Barbie's little mouth and she moved her mouth back to swallow. As she did, another stream of cum blasted her lips and chin, but she had swallowed and opened her mouth for the third shot which seemed to bounce back out as she tried to put her mouth back onto the head of his cock. Finally making a seal with her lips, the remainder of the cum dribbled warm onto her tongue and she drank the semen as fast as it was produced, sucking and milking his cock at the end to extract the last remaining drops. "Summer," he said quietly as his spasms left him weak and almost immobile. Summer opened her eyes and smiled as she prepared to mount his mouth at last. He motioned with his hand to make her look behind her. She stopped and twisted her head and upper body to see her sister still fastened to the end of his cock. "Barbie!" called her sister. "Barbie lifted up and the cum dripped from her chin as she remarked, "I can play sex too!" She licked her lips and put his softening cock back into her mouth as she lay her cheek in the puddle of semen on his lower abdomen. Summer sighed deeply. How can you argue with that? On the one hand, she was just a kid sister tagging along, interfering with her older sister's "date." On the other, she had promised Barbie not to exclude her. It was Summer who received the bulk of Uncle John's attention, but he was generous and she taught Summer that exclusivity was not necessary. It was possible to share and still have a good relationship. Summer did not want to hurt Barbie. So the answer had to be to include her, at least sometimes. After looking into Ben's eyes for some sign, she found that he made no objections. She turned around on Ben's chest and lay down saying to her sister, "Move over a little." Together, they licked and played with his now mostly limp dick. Ben was afforded an unbeatable view of Summer's hairless twat and, since the opportunity presented itself, he began to lick and tongue fuck Summer. It only took a few licks to inflame Summer's unrequited lust and she briefly stopped toying with his penis and lay her head down sideways on his belly in that puddle of semen. She slid backwards to give Ben better access and force her cunt onto his mouth, grunted softly with her eyes closed twice before relaxing completely. Ben's phallus, meanwhile, had begun to revive and as it grew it brushed by Summer's forehead and touched her nose. Barbie wrapped her small hand around Ben's cock and began to massage it up and down. "Summer, can I ride on it?" asked Barbie as she continued to move her hand on his cock. "Wha?" said Summer as she opened her eyes. "What do you mean 'ride on it'?" "I want to sit on it and ride it," replied Barbie. Unsure of what Barbie had in mind, Summer slid off of Ben and lay on the side of the bed opposite Barbie. The two girls looked at Ben who was dumbfounded at the sight of the two girls faces smeared with globs of his cum. His cock began to harden from the spectacle as much as the stroking motions of Barbie's hand. Summer asked, "Is it Ok?" Replying to Barbie instead of Summer, "Honey, you can do whatever you want to." As Barbie started to straddle his pelvis, Ben looked at Summer with a look that said, "I can't believe this is happening" and then quickly winked at her. Summer was pleased that Ben was being such a good sport about this and returned his smile and wink. It was a private moment. Something that was getting quite rare. Summer and Ben watched as Barbie slid her hairless slit back and forth over Ben's cum-coated cock with hardly any resistance. She put one hand on his abdomen and held the other in the air as she said, "I'm a cowgirl!" "Do like a horse, Ben" she implored. Ben tilted his hips slightly which lifted Barbie and began to tilt them up when she slid forward and back when she slid backwards. In essence, Barbie was humping his cock and he was making fucking motions to meet her humping, but Barbie was enjoying the ride of her life. "Yahoo!" shouted Barbie as she moved faster while Ben kept pace with her movements. Barbie may have just been having fun, but Ben was powerfully stimulated sexually. The pressure of her twat, the smooth skin, the slippery cum, and the rhythmic humping were moving him inexorably to orgasm. Not to mention the improbable sight of a preteen girl humping his phallus with cum still stuck to her face. He reached down and grabbed her hips and started to hump in earnest, moving her back and forth almost forcefully as he rubbed his penis over the hairless lips between Barbie's legs. "That feels good, Ben," commented Barbie as Ben was fast approaching climax. Barbie leaned back and placed her hands on his upper thighs as he took control of their movements. He could see the accumulated cum on the front of her pubis from the rubbing as he watched his cock move between her cuntlips, spreading the lips apart with each of his thrusts. Summer had leaned back and lay next to Ben with her head resting on her elbow as she, too, watched his humping. His face turned red as he finally started to cum. Small spurts of cum hit his abdomen and then more oozed out around the head of his cock. Barbie sat up and looked at the gooey mess before looking at Ben and saying, "Now you have to clean me up." Ben was about to get up to take Barbie to the bathroom to "clean her up" when she leaned forward and pushed his chest back onto the bed. Without further explanation, she crawled up to the head of the bed and straddled his head. "Use your tongue. I like the way that feels," ordered Barbie who was never one to take no for an answer. Barbie's cunt lips were covered in cum as she planted her hairless cunt over Ben's mouth. Ben put his hands around her tiny buttocks and moved her and his tongue to clean her thoroughly. Summer, meanwhile, had slid back down by his side and put his semi-hard cock into her mouth to give *him* a cleansing. With the cock clean as a whistle, she licked and slurped the cum from his abdomen and pubis until there were no traces except for the girls' faces. When Barbie was satisfied that Ben had licked her clean, she started to lift herself off of his face, but he held her in place. It appeared he was enjoying the experience of licking the hairless cunt of an eight year old girl. He was really getting into it. Not that Barbie didn't think it felt good, she had just wanted him to lick the cum off. Since he was holding her anyway, she started to rock on his face in earnest while holding him by the head as he kept his hands firmly on her hips. "You like that, huh?" asked Summer laconically as she watched her sister ride his tongue. "Yeah," answered Ben and Barbie simultaneously, although Ben's answer was somewhat muffled. "Your penis seems to like it to," observed Summer as she watched his erect cock throbbing and bobbing. Barbie turned to ask her sister, "Can I put it inside of me?" Suddenly, Ben stopped licking and sat Barbie on his chest. "Barbie, it's too big for you." Summer offered, "There's something you may want to know about Barbie. I wasn't the only one that had sex with Uncle John. Believe me, your penis would fit." Chapter 3 Ben looked from Summer to Barbie and back to Summer with definite surprise on his face. Was this an invitation, or just an explanation for Barbie's request. Would Summer get mad? "I don't know if I should," he finally said although he was genuinely excited by the prospect. "Well, then, let her," Summer said. "Come here, sis," she ordered and Barbie slid from his chest to his stomach backwards leaving a trail of saliva and cunt juices down the middle of his chest and upper abdomen. Summer grasped Ben's cock, sucked it briefly for lubrication, and held it upright and still while Barbie lifted herself onto the engorged cock. Ben watched in amazement as his cock head slid between the tiny hairless lips and opened a space that did not seem possible. The head slipped in slowly as it met resistance, but Barbie was persistent and soon the head disappeared entirely. It was tight enough to be uncomfortable, but also tight enough to make him mad with ecstasy. Adding to the effort with his hips, half of his cock eventually made it into the preteen cunt. Ben held Barbie by the hips and moved her up and down like he was masturbating with a toy doll. Barbie's expression was curious; a half open mouth/smile all in one. Summer put her forefinger and thumb around the base of Ben's cock and rubbed it up and down following the motion of her cunt. Ben looked at the girls working in harmony and lost it. He started to cum and it seemed like it would never stop. A little cum seeped around his cock as it moved in and out of Barbie's cunt and dribbled onto Summer's hand. After what seemed like minutes, he finally sighed and lifted Barbie off of his cock. Large drops of cum oozed through Barbie's hairless slit and plopped onto Summer's arm and his lower abdomen. "Oh, girls, I've had it! You've drained me of all I got," sighed Ben with a look of extreme satisfaction on his face. Summer put her arms around Barbie and said, "Come on, I'll clean you out." Barbie lay down on the bed with one leg still laying across Ben's abdomen and the other bent and spread wide. Summer got on her knees and put her head between Barbie's legs and started licking up the cum that had remained on her cuntlips and in the slit. With some sucking and tongue probing, Summer managed to clean Ben's cum from Barbie's cunt, leaving a little on her own face as she finally sat up. Barbie asked Ben, "Can we go out and play now?" Ben was almost unconscious, but managed to mumble, "Sure." Barbie grabbed Summer's hand and they got off the bed together. As they walked towards the door naked, Ben looked up and watched their naked butts moving in sync. "Hey, girls," Ben cautioned, "Don't forget to wash your faces before you go out!" "Aw, Ben, don't you think we look pretty?" Barbie asked facetiously as she turned and posed with a silly grin. "Very funny. I just don't want the ranch hands to get the wrong, er, right idea." Everything at the ranch was not good times, however. News from home came that cast a pall on their fun. It seems that Jenn, Summer and Barbie's grandmother, had been thrown into jail for hiding the children. And, in spite of Summer's promise to share, she spent extra time with Ben which made Barbie jealous. The sibling jealousy put Ben in awkward positions occasionally. One night Summer slipped into his room and wordlessly aroused him with her hand before climbing on for some mutual oral sex. Unfortunately, when she managed to get all of his cock into her mouth and throat, he couldn't bend his neck far enough to be able to reach her cunt. He had to content himself (and her) with his fingers which offered an unbeatable exploration of her smooth and hairless pussy. Eventually, she backed off and used her hand along the shaft of his phallus with her mouth over the head and he could just reach her cunt with his tongue. After he came in her mouth and she was satisfied that he was well pleased, she tip-toed out of the room and quietly closed the door. He was so satisfied that he just lay there motionless and drifted off to sleep. About thirty minutes later, he awoke to find Barbie on the bed with a mouthful of cock. Well, he wasn't about to object and Barbie wasn't going to leave, so he let her have her way. She wanted more than just oral sex, and insisted that he fuck her the way she had seen pictures of adults do it. "I'm going to lie on my back and you get between my legs and put your penis in me. Ok?" she insisted. Ben was not about to argue, so he slid over to give her room to lie down. She rolled over onto her back and immediately spread her legs as far as they would go. As he started to move between her legs, she started moving her hips up and down teasingly as if to promise him a good ride. Looking at her from above, he felt a twinge of guilt at being sexually aroused by this little girl -- and such lust as he had only rarely experienced. The discordant commixture of her youth and sexuality was so unexpected, and so erotic, that he couldn't have stopped if he wanted to -- which he didn't. He lowered himself between her legs and felt her thighs against his hips as he used one hand for support and the other to guide his cock into her cunt. With the head poised to penetrate her vagina, he supported his upper body with both arms. Her head would only have reached his lower chest, so he couldn't lay on her. Keeping his body in that position, though gave him a distant perspective: He was like a voyeur watching himself fucking this eight year old girl. The sensations, however, were real; the warmth, tightness, and movements of her hips delivering on the promise of her earlier gyrations. For Barbie, there were many levels of satisfaction. She was fucking her sister's lover; the sensations were extremely pleasant; she was warm, close and loved; and she was doing something only older people were supposed to do. There's also something about doing something "nasty" that had a definite attraction for Barbie. In the end, her goal was to have what Summer wanted. She wanted to satisfy Ben. Since cumming was the way a man got satisfaction, Barbie wanted his cum -- in her, on her, anywhere. She would have done anything to reach that goal, but Ben made it easy. He loved to fuck, or suck, or whatever, so all she had to do was be a little sex object and he would naturally erupt in short order. Ben didn't let her down. It took disappointingly few strokes for him to reach the point of no return, but his eyes were forced shut by the intensity of his ejaculation as he fought both the urge to cum and the urge to ram his cock into her up to the hilt. Managing to remain almost still, his cock shot cum into her vagina repeatedly until the orgasm finally faded. Barbie felt the cum squirting and, while he lay still, slowly pumped her hips to milk the cock of every drop. Withdrawing his cock, cum oozed out of her hairless slit, down the crack of her butt cheeks and onto the bed as he stared. As he lowered his head for a better look, she spread her legs still wider and lifted her hips up, inviting him to watch, or touch, or just know that she had his cum in her. Unable to resist the urge, he bent down still further and accepted the invitation, choosing to lick the cum from between her legs. Gently sucking, he received a glop of sperm on his tongue that he swallowed and proceeded to lick until long after there was no more cum. Barbie lay back and gently held his head to her cunt as she enjoyed the licking as much or more than the fucking. When Ben finally lifted his head, it was his face that had cum on it for a change. She rose and walked to the door, pausing momentarily to turn and smile. As she walked out the door, Ben looked down at the cum stain on the bed. The whole thing was so unbelievable that if he hadn't been wide awake, he might have thought it was a wet dream. This sibling rivalry was so obvious that it was embarrassing to Ben. When Summer would wear a miniskirt and a halter top, so would Barbie. When Summer wore makeup, so did Barbie. When Summer would sit near Ben, so would Barbie. Summer's every action would be echoed in a childish rendition as Barbie did everything she could to stay even with her sister. For Ben, however, the feelings of attraction were different for each of them. For Summer, although she was still quite young, he felt attractions that were the same as for any woman. As a young woman, Summer was quite attractive and her figure was, er, developing in the right direction. For Barbie, there was the attraction of the forbidden, the notion that he was doing something that was not just inappropriate, but illegal. Secretly, he harbored a desire to keep things as they were; perhaps even to increase his activities. One thing he seemed sure of was that, although Barbie was competing with her sister, she was also keeping their private interactions to herself. She never told her sister of her late night visit or of others since that time. He worried about getting caught when the two girls might come to him at the same time, not because of fear of Summer's turning him over to the police, but rather that he might lose her affections which he valued. To keep the sisters from running into each other in his bedroom, he began to take them outside of the house for hanky-panky. Summer was busy with chores one morning so he got into his pickup and asked if Barbie wanted to ride along to see some of the ranch. She scooted next to him in the seat, mostly to spite Summer who she knew would be watching. Driving down the road, he put his hand on her thigh and rubbed the smooth skin, moving his hand under her skirt. "You aren't wearing underwear!" he exclaimed. She parted her legs further to emphasize her lack of underwear and make his explorations easier. "Do you mind?" she asked coyly. He just looked down at her angelic face and smiled as he shook his head, more out of amazement at her brazenness as to say that he didn't mind. Barbie turned towards him slightly and placed her right hand on his crotch where she encountered his cock, beginning to become erect, and started to rub slowly. He felt his face become flushed as he moved is hips in rhythm to her stroking. Meanwhile, he looked for the secluded place that he had in mind before he ever left the ranch house. Turning onto a small one lane dirt road, he drove for a short time before pulling over under a tree. Barbie understood the reason for the stop and busily used both hands to undo his belt and unzip his pants. Ben's cock popped out and he nearly swooned as he felt first her small hands firmly grasping and stroking and then her warm moist mouth closing over the head. While Barbie was occupied with his cock, he reached over her and began to stroke her between the legs and she lifted her right knee to give him better access. The feel of the smooth hairless pussy together with the exquisite attention of Barbie's hand and mouth soon brought him near climax. Barbie briefly lifted her head off of his cock while she continued the stroking with both hands. "Are you gonna cum now?" she asked. Ben was breathing deeply and only a few strokes from cumming so his response was simply to put his hand on the back of her head and guide her back down to his cock. He wanted to cum in her mouth; to know that his cum slid down this preteens throat and into her stomach, and as he was thinking this, he started cumming. Barbie understood the nonverbal message as he gently held her head in place. Ben shot a powerful stream of cum that followed her soft palate into her throat where she swallowed it reflexively. Holding the rest of his cum in her mouth as she stroked persistently, her mouth became so full that there was barely room for the head of his cock. When his contractions ceased and the flow of cum subsided, she carefully lifted her mouth off of his cock, turned her head upwards, and opened her mouth wide to show that she had a mouthful. She then closed her lips and swallowed the cum load in two gulps before she again opened her mouth to show him that there was no more remaining. He zipped his pants and smiled at her before they drove back to the ranch house. Barbie flaunted the fact that she had been alone with Ben to Summer, but as far as he could tell, did not reveal the specifics of their "ride in the country." At any rate, Summer accepted an offer from Ben to learn to drive the truck. His intention, however, was to get her away from the house and he was successful there, but things didn't turn out exactly as he had planned. At least, not at first. Ben got Summer into the truck and she, like Barbie, immediately scooted over to sit right next to him. As they started driving, he was giving her instruction on the various steps in driving: starting the vehicle, the brake, accelerator, signals, etc. Summer gave no indication of interest in sexual activity, so he continued with the lesson. He pulled off to the side of the road and put the vehicle in park and turned the engine off. Summer looked at him for a moment before asking, "Are you gonna move so I can sit there?" His heart wasn't the only thing that sank, but he used another ploy first that he thought might gain her interest. He asked her to first sit on his lap to get used to the steering. She crawled into his lap and her head came to about his chin. Like a pro, she started the truck and put it into drive. With her sitting on his lap, this was a pleasant experience even without sex. He gently pressed on the accelerator as she started to pull onto the road. With his hands free, he couldn't resist the temptation to place his arms around her. Not wishing to offend her in case she was not interested, he simply locked his hands in front of her waist and loosely held her in his lap. Her weight, although she was not heavy, was pressing on his cock which wanted to be free, but was tightly restricted. Nonetheless, he resisted the urge to lift her up and straighten out his "would-be" growing phallus. Her attention was entirely focused on driving. Despite the closeness, he was beginning to regret that he had ever suggested teaching her driving. All he was doing was -- teaching her to drive! But at least she was an attentive student and very bright. She had done well with steering on the open road, but it was time to teach her to turn. The only road was the same two lane dirt road that he had driven with Barbie, but he had her put the blinker on and showed her how to brake for a turn. At first, the turn was slightly wide, but she finally compensated before the truck wound up in the brush by the side of the dirt road. "Well," commented Ben, "You've got us this far, now you'll have to turn us around." "Have I done Ok?" asked Summer, still not taking her eyes off the road. "Great, darlin'. For your first time, I'm really impressed." And he was. It just wasn't how he had expected to be impressed. She pulled the car off under a large shade tree (was it the same tree used by him and Barbie?) and put it into park. Reaching her arms above her head, she gently pulled his head down and gave him a kiss on the cheek. She whispered in his ear, "I've had enough driving for one day. I'll bet you're getting really uncomfortable with me sitting on your lap." With that, she kept her arms around his neck and wriggled her hips slowly and seductively. He unlocked his hands and raised them to her breasts. Her hands remained around his neck and he began kissing her on the neck. Her writhing continued as his cock was beginning to conspicuously swell within his tight jeans. She slid over to the right and began to undress unhurriedly, carefully placing her clothes on the seat to her right. She wore no bra or panties, so the undressing did not take long however. When she was totally naked, she unbuttoned Ben's shirt and peeled it off his back. She then undid his pants and slid them down to his knees exposing his rising cock. He had expected her to sit on is lap facing him but instead she returned to the position she assumed when she was driving. His cock fit easily between her legs and she grasped it and gently moved it around. "Let's see," she said, "this is first gear, this is second..." She began massaging it up and down as she said, "...and this is overdrive." She teased him a while longer by pressing the top of his cock against her lower abdomen and rubbing the underside with her hand while tilting her pelvis and rubbing her hairless pubis against the base. Ben, meanwhile, had his hands around her chest and gently cupped and massaged her small button-breasts as he humped between her thighs in rhythm with her pelvic movements. Just as Ben was beginning to feel that he might cum, Summer lifted up and sat on his cock, guiding it firmly with her hand. With a few tentative up and down movements, the cock finally slid into the tight passage between her cuntlips. Summer placed her feet on the seat on either side of Ben's thighs to assist with movements and then held the steering wheel as she continued to move up and down. "Now, this is the way to learn to drive!" she said as she began to grunt with each thrust. She let go of the steering wheel and leaned back against his naked chest. Ben replaced his hands around her budding breasts and used his arms to lift and lower her on his cock, more and more forcibly. Summer leaned her head back onto his shoulder and asked, as he was approaching orgasm, "Can we drive back to the ranch like this?" Ben was unable to answer. At just that moment, he began to shoot cum into her tight pussy with what felt like incredible force. Summer felt his cum and her vagina began to contract in rhythmic spasms uncontrollably while she made low sounds in her throat. Soon they sat there quietly, breathing heavily, as Summer relaxed totally in his arms. Ben reached between her legs and felt her clitoris, still erect, and behind that his cock buried almost up to the hilt between the hairless lips. As his cock softened slightly, he could feel the cum oozing around his phallus and dripping between his legs and onto the seat of the truck. Fortunately, the truck seats were made of vinyl. Summer turned her head and met his mouth with hers as she kissed him on the lips. Summer was flushed and weak as she lifted herself off of his cock. A gush of cum followed his cock and landed in his pubic hair, flowing between his legs. She practically fell onto her back in exhaustion with her left leg near his right shoulder and her right foot resting on his left thigh. With her legs spread, he could see even more cum beginning to ooze from between the now mostly closed pussy lips. He helped her move a little more towards the passenger side, still lying on her back, and proceeded to lean over to lick and suck her cum-slick labia. Despite having just experienced what was perhaps the best orgasm she had ever felt, she had another, and another as his mouth and tongue licked, sucked and prodded her violated and cum-filled vagina. It took a while, but they finally got dressed and returned to the ranch house. Summer leaned against him and slept on the way back. Upon reaching the ranch house, the ranch hands were all standing around the gate. A sheriff's car was parked in front. With some apprehension, Ben awakened Summer and told her to scoot over to the passenger side of the truck. No sooner had he parked behind the sheriff's car than the door to the house opened. Cory and Barbie came out first. Cory's head was hanging low and Barbie was crying. A lanky sheriff came out next. Finally, a man stepped out from the shadows and met Ben's eyes. The man was dressed shabbily and wore a tattered cowboy hat, but there was no mistaking his identity. It was Bob, the step-father of the three children. Dawn, their mother, was nowhere to be seen. Ben stepped out from the truck and walked towards the sheriff. Barbie ran towards him and grabbed him around the hips crying, "Don't let him take me! I don't want to go!" "What's this all about, officer," inquired Ben, although he knew full well what was happening. "Their father," said the officer pointing at the children, "has come to take them home. He and their mother gained custody a while back. You knew that, didn't you?" "Hell, no," lied Ben. "When did this happen?" he asked in order to substantiate his feigned ignorance. "Well, from what I gather, it was just about the time they came to live with you," replied the officer. The game of cat and mouse continued for a while as Summer slowly exited the truck. The officer handed Ben the papers and Ben pretended to read them, but eventually, he had no option but to let them go with their step-father. Ben was hardly listening to the officer's implied threats should the children return to the ranch. He was watching Bob load their belongings into his truck. The children all looked at him as they got in and even through the rear window of the truck as they drove off. After the sheriff left, everything was quiet. Ben spent the rest of the day contemplating and remembering. He had done some things that, if the sheriff had known, he would have arrested Ben on the spot. His grief was mixed with relief. But the final emotion that he was left with was concern; about the welfare of the children. Maybe he hadn't been what they needed, but their step-father was bound to be worse. Life would never be the same for any of them. End of Summer Collection Rider in the Sky <Rider@nym.alias.net>