Brent, Male, 34

	- Narrator, marketing manager, father of Orchid

	- Tan white skin, 5'10, 175lbs, shoulder-length curly brown hair

Dahlia, Female, 36

	- Mother of Lily

	- Tan white skin, 5'9, 155lbs, 38D breasts, shoulder-length wavy brown hair, green eyes

Lily (Lilian), Female, 9

	- Daughter of Dahlia

	- Dark-tan skin, 4'5, 70lbs, mid-back wavy brown hair, dark eyes, Native American features

I slowly rejoined the fire where Dahlia and Lily were talking softly, the girl's blush obvious even against the fire light. “Brent, I hope you don't mind... I don't hide anything from Lily... Not much, anyway... I told her... about Orchid's panties...”

I was too euphorically numb to mind much of anything. I popped open a beer and downed it quickly, then popped another.

“Can I smell 'em?” Lily's voice broke into my growing buzz. “Please?”

I didn't even think before my hand was in my pocket, offering the nine-year old my daughter's soiled panties. She took them hesitantly, looked at me in amazement, stared at the stained crotch before looking at her mother. “Go ahead, Brent said it was ok.”

Lily brought my daughter's panties to her nose and sniffed once, twice, a third time. She turned them around, sniffed twice more, inhaled quickly three times, started to look very excited. Before I knew it she was leaning back, pulling up her riding skirt and thrusting her hands into her pants.

Lily masturbated openly, sniffing Orchid's panties. The little girl made no sound, just the shifting of the chair to mark her activity. Her hand moved quickly between her legs, and I wished at that moment I could once again see her little hairy pussy.

Lily opened her mouth wide, shuddered quickly for about ten seconds, her legs thrashed, she inhaled, and came the most silent, amazing orgasm I'd ever seen. The nine-year old shook and jumped her hips, her mouth moving but no sounds coming out. Her eyes were tight, her nose pressed into Orchid's scent. She slowly relaxed into the chair, pulling the panties away from her face and shoving them into her pants.

I watched as Lily, open-mouthed and looking at me, rubbed the panties between her legs, then pulled them back out, sniffed them, and handed them back to me. “Now you can smell both of us.”

I was stunned by what I'd seen. Maybe not as much as I was the first time I'd seen Lily masturbate, but stunned for certain. I took the panties back and started to put them in my pocket. Instead, I brought them to my nose. Over Orchid's fading aroma I smelled Lily's strong musk. The nine-year old's cream was wiped on the edge of the crotch, and I instinctively lapped against her slickness with my tongue.

The discharge was pungent, salty, a touch sweet. It was strong and feminine, delicious and wonderful. I lapped again, and again, tasting Lily before I could comprehend what I was doing. I moaned and caught myself, pulled the panties from my mouth and put them away.

Dahlia sat, mouth open and panting, and Lily was grinning and fidgeting in her chair.

I knew I was at the decision point. The one that would make all the difference in the world. I knew I had one chance not to go down that road. The taste lingering on my tongue left my decision easy, and obvious.

I stood and took Lily's hand, then took Dahlia's. I looked at Lily. “Do you want to go to the camper with me?'

She nodded, blushed, looked at her mom. Dahlia looked at me. I asked, “Is this what you want, too?”

She whispered, “yes.”

I led them to the camper, laid them both down on the bed. I first crawled over Dahlia, my mind focused on nothing but the warm bodies around me. My mind shut out all doubts, fears, all the guilt and worry and shame, and I let myself melt into the moment I never thought I'd have.

Dahlia moaned as I pulled her skirt off and removed her shirt. Her large breasts were braless and fell out heavily to her sides. Lily was watching and touching herself under her pants. I yanked down Dahlia's pants, pulled off her panties, and spread her sex. I looked at Lily, said, “I just made love to your mother and left something for you, would you like it?”

Lily rolled and slid under her mother's legs, put her head down sideways, and lapped at the sticky cream on her mother's labia. The nine-year old licked her pussy, Dahlia's eyes staring at her daughter between her legs. I moved behind Lily, knew this was the moment I'd dreamed of all my life.

I felt her little ass and shuddered. She was soft and tender under my hands, her ass small but mature for her age. I fondled as she licked her mother's vagina. I ran my hand into her crotch, felt her heat, could smell her sex clearly in the close air. I pulled out my dick and dropped my pants, my penis rigid and ready.

I rested it on Lily's backside, right in her ass crack, dry fucked her over her riding pants. I backed off, prepared to savor the next moments even more.

I peeled down Lily's pants, saw she wore no underwear. As I rolled the pants from her body, her ass crack came into view, then her butt cheeks. The dark shadow of her crack lightened as the pants were pulled off, the tight, little pucker of her nine-year old asshole came into view. Down further and I saw the hint of sparse pubes and a thin slit. To her thighs went the pants and Lily's labia poked out, dark fur around her little swollen lips. She was small, to be sure, but had very mature looking genitals for someone so young.

I dropped to my knees and gazed into her sex. I inhaled Lily's aroma, could smell her arousal as clear as day. She had a strong, sharp scent, fierce almost, tangy, fragrant like fallen leaves and cut grass. Wet pussy. She smelled like wet pussy.

I licked her, shuddered at the first contact. Lily shuddered, too. Her sex was pungent and salty, sweet and warm and fleshy. I licked again, shuddered once more, my dick drooling precum. Lily's sex was in my mouth as I flicked my tongue across her labia and into her tight vagina. I sucked out her slickness, the girl's body horny and producing lots of lubrication. Lubrication for my penetration.

I couldn't wait any longer. Dahlia moaned as she watched me stand and take my cock in my hand. She whispered, “yes... yes, oh Lily, you want this?”

“... yes... yes...”

I slid my penis along her hairy little slit, wondered how long I could last in the nine-year old. I paused to try to savor the moment. The moment I penetrated Lily for the first time.

The tip of my penis found her entrance and I pushed. She yielded barely, her tightness unlike anything I'd ever experienced. I got the head in, her body tensed, I heard the girl gasp, an almost silent “oh.” I pushed in again, the girl's lubrication flowing freely along my shaft.

I sank in another inch, Lily's little pussy so hot and slick around me, tight and gripping, I could feel sperm rising already. I pushed forward another inch, she cried out, held still, Dahlia rubbing herself quickly.

I got about halfway in and knew I was about to blow. I backed off, pushed in again, started moaning uncontrollably. In, out, in, out, Lily's slick nine-year old pussy felt so fucking hot around my cock. My penis twitched, and I pushed home and hit her cervix. The sensation sent the little girl over and her body shivered in orgasm. Dahlia watched her daughter's climaxing face and shuddered into her own cum.

I filled Lily, ejaculating against her cervix. I bellowed and let out a long, “AAHHHHHHH...” as I gushed inside the nine-year old. I spurted and flowed into her, my seed quickly overflowing her channel and squeezing out around us. The girl's beautiful pink labia were spread wide and coated with my jism. I shot over and over into the girl, her little body soft and tender and wonderful as my sperm drooled and slowed, her insides coated with my cum.

I don't know how long I stood there, but Lily's grip held me tight inside for a long time. I stayed hard, and instinctively started moving in and out of her again. I needed more. My one and only chance to have sex with the nine-year old drove me to take advantage of it.

I started holding her ass tightly, started humping her like I didn't before. I heard little squeaks as my cock struck against her cervix. In and out and in and out, she began to dilate, take me deeper, her little body accommodating three-quarters of my length. My sperm churned along Lily's swollen pink labia as I rocked her body, almost pounding her. I held her hips firmly, pulled her back against me as hard as I pushed into her body.

I was quickly humping the girl by the time I ejaculated the second time, filling her, possibly sending sperm into her young womb. I trembled over top of Lily, her body my cum chamber, her pussy filled and soaking with my seed. I felt so much release in that moment that I fell to my knees and stared into Lily's messy young crotch.

Her sex was gaping, swollen, my sperm running out and catching in her pubic hairs. Lily was breathing heavily, otherwise silent. My head reeled as I looked at the results of fucking the little girl. I could smell her wet pussy and my hot sperm between her legs, watched her labia tremble and try to close from my penetration.

My cock hurt. My head hurt. My emotions were on fire. I can't say that, at that moment, I felt guilt or shame or anything other than pleasurable release. I felt spent, the scene surreal. I sat staring into the nine-year old's creampie and felt nothing but amazement and wonder. It was so beautiful, so special to see. I'd cum in Lily. Twice. My seed had shot out of my body and into hers, and I could think of nothing but how I wanted to mount her again.

Dahlia rose and pulled Lily onto her back on the bed, spreading her daughter's legs, and kneeling down. She lapped up the creampie I'd left. Lily watched me, mouth open, face flushed and dark. She shook as her mother cleaned her pussy.

It was too much. I was overwhelmed. This time, though, instead of running, I pulled Dahlia's hips up and brought my cock to her ass crack. I humped her crevice, bringing myself back to hardness as she licked her daughter. I spit on Dahlia's asshole, spit on my cock, and nestled the tip of my dick against the mother's anus.

She let out a grunt but didn't stop me as I slowly penetrated her asshole. She gasped, sucked in her breath, sucked at Lily's cunt. I bottomed out quickly, Dahlia's anus spread wide around my shaft. I knew it was uncomfortable, the way I'd entered her quickly, but she wanted it. Needed it. Her body told me as I began to thrust. She humped back hard, began slamming her ass against me.

Her anus was tight, her bowels squishy. My cock was sore, I was over-aroused. I doubted I could cum again. I didn't care. All I wanted was to pound Dahlia for a while.

So I did. She licked her daughter's pussy, moaning and grunting as I fucked the woman's asshole. By the time I pulled out her opening was a sloppy gape, my cock slimy and burning.

Dahlia turned around and sucked my cock, cleaning me, soothing my flesh. She took me deep in her mouth, sucked on me hard, her tongue dancing around my shaft.

Lily moved to the side and opened her legs again, and I could tell she was waiting for me to enter her once again. When I was sure Dahlia had cleaned me and removed the ass from my cock, I pulled her from me. She breathed hard, her lips and chin wet and dripping.

Lily's legs were in the air, the edge of her ass along the edge of the bed. I loved the beautiful young girl spread willingly before me, her sex offered freely and openly. I took it. I held her legs and positioned my cock at her hairy little opening. I pushed in and quickly pushed against her cervix. She was still squishy with sperm and I was soon copulating with the nine-year old once more.

The girl's pussy was so hot. So hot. My cock was on fire, held tight, Lily's labia pulling out and folding in with each stroke. The swollen lips felt like silky gloves tightly gripping my length. I leaned forward, kissed the girl's neck, sucked on her earlobe, kissed her cheek and forehead. Then I opened my mouth and kissed hers.

Lily didn't exactly kiss like I'd expect a nine-year old to kiss, but it wasn't a real adult kiss either. She wasn't sure how to move, exactly, how to caress my lips with hers, how to move her tongue as I swirled mine. I didn't care. She had offered me her little body and I had taken it.

I thrust in and out, felt Dahlia's hand on my balls and between Lily's legs. The woman reached around, pressed a hand between Lily's Mons and mine, found the girl's little clit, and stroked.

Lily's face tightened, her eyes closed. Her body became tense, like before, a soundless scream on her lips. She shivered as I thrust, convulsed, writhed, her little body shuddering as her mother rubbed her button, my penis in her tight pink vagina. Lily opened her eyes, looked into mine, and climaxed without a sound. She shook hard twice, three times, four, her cunt spasming as I stroked in and out. I lost it, cried out, moaned, and climaxed again, my cum spurting into the orgasming nine-year old's hot little vagina.

I filled her with what seed I had left, my semen mostly small shots against her cervix. But it was powerful, so powerful to cum while she did, staring into the girls eyes. It's easy to say I was caught up in the lust of the moment, but that was the look that convinced me the Lily wanted this and enjoyed it. Whether she could really consent to it or not, she wanted me to cum in her and loved every moment with me inside her, just as I was sure she loved licking and being licked by her mother.

I held myself above the girl as her legs wrapped around my back.

My cum dripped out of Lily's little pussy, her channel clenching and clutching at my burning cock. She nuzzled my neck, purred.

“Ohhh... Daddy...”

I wasn't expecting that.

My mind instantly replaced Lily with Orchid and I heard my daughter's voice in my head.

Ohhh... Daddy...