"Is Daddy really going to find me another cock to play with?" Vickie asked.

Mary and Vickie weren't aware that I was awake yet.

"Daddy was just joking," Mary chuckled. "But I think that the idea really turned him on afterwards. The idea of his beautiful little daughter wrapping her hands around another man's cock gives him a rock hard erection. But, for now, it's just a fantasy. It may never happen, but we can have a lot of fun talking about it, and play-acting."

"Play-acting?"

"Yeah, Daddy can play like he's someone else."

"But not a real somebody else?" Vickie pouted.

"We're going to start looking at the block party tomorrow. Daddy and Mommy are going to watch men who are watching you and the other little girls, to see if we can spot a potential pedophile in the crowd."

"Goody!"

"There's no guarantee that we'll find anyone. And, if we do, we'll have to get to know him and check him out, to make certain he's safe for all of us."

I stepped into view, wearing my thin green smoking jacket. My wife and daughter were both nude, sitting on stools at the breakfast bar. "Vickie, you really do want another man to fool around with. Don't you?"

She blushed, nodded and giggled.

"Why don't you just go to the park playground and see if you could find some pedophile who wants to molest you?"

"Can I!?! I mean, May I!?!"

"Most certainly Not, young lady," I said. "There are some bad people out there. People who like to hurt beautiful little girls."

"We'll think about it, Vickie," Mary laughed.

"What!?! Think about it?"

"It could be safe if we supervise. We could go earlier, and act like we're watching other kids, not Vicki, and see who approaches her. We can work on it later. Today we have to decide which bathing suit Vickie will wear tomorrow," Mary said. "Sit. Wait here. We'll have a little style show."

I sat and waited, as ordered. (Don't get excited. I am not a submissive, and this isn't going to go off into some sub/dom storyline.)

"Ta Da!" Mary shouted as Vickie pranced into the room wearing a hot pink bikini. It looked about two sizes too small. The bottom barely covered her pubis. The thin material was stretched so taut that little was left to the imagination. The material was shiny where it covered the puffy little pussy lips. The fabric wasn't shiny over the cleft. It was completely covered but it was obviously a pussy.

Vickie moved around like a supermodel and struck some provocative poses and a couple of down right obscene ones.

"Now, the one piece," Mary said.

Vickie reentered the room wearing a baggy green one-piece.

"You're joking. Right?"

"No joke, joker," Mary laughed. "We need to see both suits wet to get the full effect. Go fill the tub, Vickie, and get in."

My five-year-old daughter was lying in the tub when I entered the bathroom.

Mary helped Vickie stand and get out of the tub.

The bathing suit crotch hung down about two inches, exposing two pussy lips. "Walk to Daddy," Mary said, smiling lewdly.

The dangling crotch swung from side to side, like an obscene soggy green pendulum, exposing her cunt for the world to see. The bikini was much sexier than when it was dry.

"Which one do you want me to wear, Daddy?"

"You decide, Babe."

"But you're a man, Daddy. We want men to look at me."

"I really can't make up my mind. On the one hand, the one piece is a surprise. Here's this modest little girl swim suit with the little girl skirt. Then, you step out of the kiddie pool, and the crotch hangs down and introduces the world to your pussy. On the other hand, the bikini is a hot pink cunt, blatantly announcing itself to the world."

Vickie was silent for a few minutes, obviously thinking. "I've got it!" she squealed. "I'll wear both."

"Huh?"

"I'll wear the one piece for a while, and then act like I just noticed that it was showing my pussy. Then I change into the bikini."

"Excellent solution," I said. "Why didn't I think of that?"

"Because most of the blood has left your brain and went to your little head."

"It's a wonder I can think at all," I sang, in a wretched impression of Paul Simon.

"No sex tonight" Mary said. "No Fucking. No sucking. No jacking off. No jilling off. We need to save up all of our energy for tomorrow night, after the party."

"You think we're going to find somebody at the party?" Vickie asked excitedly.

"No. But we'll be able to talk about the guys who stared at you and maybe even chatted with you. You can tell us what you thought of the guys who scoped you out. It'll be H-O-T!"

That night, I had the first nocturnal emission of my life. I came copiously.

I was firing up my barbeque grille at 10 AM, Bruce Bartlett, chief of campus security, approached, wearing a broad grin. "Hi" He said, clapping a heavy hand on my shoulder, and offering the other for a handshake. "I'm Bethany and Tanya's dad."

"I though that maybe you were here to arrest me for those blank CDs I didn't pay for," I laughed.

"Oh, Right. You're the English teacher," he said, recognizing me as one of the faces on campus. "You teach the creative writing courses. I'm going to sign up for that one of these days. Have I got some stories to tell."

"I bet you have," I said unenthusiastically, fearing that we was going to start telling me his Great American Novel ideas.

He laughed heartily - a deep belly laugh. "You should see the look of dread on your face. I'm not going to bore you with any of my literary ambitions. I'm here to party. I just wanted to meet my daughter's best friend's parents."

I let out a long sigh of relief.

"I hear that Vicki caught Daddy and Mommy in the act."

There was a mental "Oh Shit!" bouncing around in my skull.

"It seems that she told Bethany. I don't know if Bethany told Tanya, or if Tanya overheard Bethany and Vickie talk about it. Anyway, I overheard Tanya telling some of her friends during a sleepover. The word on the street among the prepubescent crowd is that you're hung like a Clydesdale stud horse."

I gulped. "Yes. She walked in on us, and we were kind of busy at the time, and we didn't notice her for a while."

"Kids are curious. I know that I spied on my parents when I was a kid. And kids today know a lot more about sex than kids did when I was a kid. Hell, just look at toddlers and tiaras stuff on TV. And, I ain't saying that's a bad thing. I mean, come on! How old were you the first time you played 'Show me yours and I'll show you mine.'?"

"Four," I said. "It's my first vivid memory."

"Kids get interested in sex at an early age. Girls earlier than boys. I mean, Tanya's only seven. I made the mistake of letting her pick out her own clothes. She tries to dress like the sluttiest looking rock star on MTV."

As he talked, he kept glancing over my shoulder. I turned to look, and there was Vickie, walking toward us with her pendulous crotch saying back and forth, making her pussy flash like a strobe light in the bright sunshine.

"Daddy!" she said. "This bathing suit is too big. Look!"

She swayed her hip from side to side, making the crotch swing higher.

"Go change before Mr. Bartlett arrests you for indecent exposure."

"Hi Mr. Bartlett," she giggled. "He's Bethnee's and Tanya's daddy. You wouldn't arrest me. Would You."

"I wouldn't arrest you if you ran around buck naked, Sweetie."

Vickie giggled, stared at his crotch for a couple of seconds, then turned and ran toward our house, followed by Bethany, Gretchen, Tanya and another 7 or 8 year old.

I looked down at his crotch and saw the huge bulge in his jeans. I looked up at his face and saw him looking at my crotch and smiling. "I hope I don't offend you by saying this, but your daughter is one sexy little girl," he said, placing his right hand on his bulge and giving it a little squeeze.

"No offense taken, Sir," I said, giving my bulge a squeeze. "She certainly is a sexy thing. But your, daughter, Tanya, is the hottest Thing in town."

"She does have a great ass, and she loves showing it off and strutting her stuff. You should see her all made up and wearing the slutty rock star outfits."

"I'd love to see that."

"Come over sometime after school. That's all she wears around the house."

"Vickie runs around naked all of the time."

"I'd love to see that!"

"Come over any time."

Mary walked over to me and I introduced her. "Bruce says that Vickie is a sexy little thing. I told him that Vickie runs around naked all the time at home, he said that he'd love to see that."

Mary laughed, "You must visit us soon. Vickie does love an audience. She's such an exhibitionist."

"Great. If your sexy little exhibitionist needs a voyeur I'll be her voyeur. I'm certain that I'll give her a Standing ovation."

"That'll be good," Mary said. "If you're standing, she won't be able to pester you by trying to get up on your lap."

"Is that a problem?"

"Sometimes, I think that she does it just to embarrass men."

"Really?"

"If the guy looks like he's on the verge of freak out, we order her to her room and make her get dressed."

"And, if the man doesn't look like he's about to freak out?"

"That hasn't happened yet."

"When it does, what do you imagine you would do?"

Mary looked at me questioningly.

I chuckled and said, "If she wants to get up into a man's lap, and that man has no objection, I'm certainly not going to object."

Bruce looks directly at Mary, smiling as he moves his hand away from his bulge, makes it twitch, places his hand back over it and squeezes. "I am going to visit your house as soon as possible because I want to watch your sexy little babe run around, showing off her pretty puffy pussy, and I certainly will make no objection if she climbs up in my lap. In fact, I will welcome her with open arms, and shower her with kisses."

"Oh God," Mary sighed. "I know she will love that.

"When I say, 'shower her with kisses,' I mean that I will kiss her all over her sexy little body. I will kiss, caress and fondle every mound, slope and crevice of her hot little bod. "

Mary and I were breathing heavily. I stroked my bulge and Mary rubbed her crotch.

"And your five-year-old daughter's cute little ass will be sitting on this bulge."

Mary leaned in close to Bruce and whispered, "If I know my little girl, and I do, she will probably want to take that hard cock out of your pants and jack it off till it cums. She loves jacking off her daddy's cock."

"She's wearing me out," I said. "She hasn't given me any rest since her birthday."

The girls ran to us, giggling and squealing. They had obviously played in the water before coming to us. The other girls, joined now by Timmy. Gathered closely around Vickie. Then they all stepped away from her. The bright midday sun reflected brightly off of the shiny, hot pink triangle that clung snugly to her cunt.

"Oh my God," Bruce said. "You are so beautiful." He then bent down and whispered in Tanya's ear.

"Family Business," Tanya announced. "Shoo. We'll see y'all in a few minutes." Timmy, Gretchen and Tanya's friend left.

We gathered in a tight semi circle behind my grill and serving table. Bruce squeezed and stroked his bulge. "Tanya. Bethany. From now on, Jed and Mary and sexy little Vickie are family. Our home is their home."

"Me casa es su casa," I said.

"We don't keep secrets from family," Bruce said. "Girls, you can tell our new family members anything and everything. Now, let's hug our new family members.

Bruce hugged me, rubbing his bulge against mine. Then he hugged Mary, lifting her off her feet, hugging her and grinding his bulge into her crotch. Then he picked up Vickie. Gave her a little kiss on the lips, and asked, "Do you really like jacking your Daddy off and making his cock cum?"

Vickie gave Mary a nervous glance.

"He's family now. No secrets."

"Yes sir, I love it. Mommy and Daddy said they were going to find me another cock to play with."

Bruce looked at me. "How long have y'all been searching?"

"Since about ten o'clock this morning."

"Well, maybe we should split this party ASAP." Bruce said. "First, I have to do a little recruitment and fund raising speech for the Neighborhood Watch. I'm the watch commander. And I'm going to recruit both of you."

He gave his little speech. I served up some burgers.

Bruce was talking to some of the neighbors when I nudged him on the shoulder. He excused himself, and I told him that we were going home. "Tell the girls to come see me. Expect me in about a half hour," he said, before returning to his prospective recruits.

We went home, where I flopped down on the couch. "Can you believe our luck. I didn't even get to look around and watch the reaction other men."

"I did," Mary laughed. There are several possible pedophiles in our little neighborhood. Only one of them seems a little scary. He's got a slimy bile colored aura."

"Do you know their names?"

"No. But I know their faces. I will not forget those faces. Besides, I have photos of them."

The doorbell rang. "Come on in!" I yelled.

Bruce entered carrying a large suitcase. "Don't worry. We're not moving in. Tanya just wants to show off some of her outfits." Then he looked at Vickie, who was still wearing her hot pink bikini. "I thought that you were naked if you were home."

"Can you help me get it off? I can't untie the knot."

Bruce knelt down beside her and fiddled with the knot until it untied. He untied the other knot and let the small piece of thin fabric fall to the floor He then took the top off and sat back on his heels, openly and unabashedly admiring my five year old daughter's naked body. Vickie put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth. He cupped her ass in his right hand and stood, lifting her as he arose.

Bethany was wearing pink baby doll pajamas and climbed up into Mary's lap and kissed her. The kiss quickly turned passionate.

"Is your cock really as big as Vickie says it is?" Tanya asked.

I stood and stripped.

"She wasn't lying," Tanya said, grasping my cock and stroking it. "Mrs. Priestly can swallow the whole fucking thing?" Tanya got a little more than half of it in her mouth before she gagged and coughed.

It was wild. I had a seven year old girl sucking my cock. That alone was enough to blow my mind. But, at that moment, it was a distraction. I wanted to watch my daughter being molested.

"Are you finger-fucking my daughter?"

Bruce turned Vickie toward me so I could see his fuck finger in my little girl's cunt nearly to the second knuckle. He moved closer to give me a good view.

"Shall we retire to the boudoir?" Mary said. "We could all get a little more comfortable on our King sized bed."

"Dad's bedroom is wall-to-wall mattress," Tanya laughed. "Maybe we should all go there."

"Yes!" Bruce. "We must go to my Roman Orgytorium."

We quickly dressed and rushed down the alley to Bruce's house. His bedroom was indeed an orgytorium. Mattresses covered the entire floor, and the mattresses were covered with a deep pile plush carpet. There was a Roman Empire décor, with fake columns. Good reproductions of pornographic Pompeian paintings adorned the walls.

We stripped, and coupled up on the giant bed, Bruce with Vicki, Mary with Bethany, and me with Tanya. We started off with slow, relaxed kissing, caressing, feeling and fondling.

Vickie held Bruce's man cock with both hands, and stroked slowly up and down from the swollen head to the tight ball sac, while Bruce fingered her pussy. She had a look of sheer joy on her face - like a kid in an amusement park. That is pure innocence. It's a game. Make the thing squirt stuff. It's an amusement. And when it squirts, her little hands can feel the semen surging up the shaft. Then she feels warm cum covering her hands.

When I first thought of watching my daughter masturbate another man, I felt a flash of anger. I was angry at myself because I knew that society expected me to be enraged and disgusted. I was angry because the vision gave me a rock solid quaking erection - the vision of my little girl holding a big man's cock and stroking it and her face and body being coated with another man's cum..

"Sexy Vickie vixen?" Bruce said.

"Huh?"

"Do you really like making cocks squirt cum?"

"Uh huh," she replied, nodding vigorously.

"I can show you a funner way."

"Funner?"

"Much funner!"

"Okay! Show me!"

He picked her up by her waist, rolled over onto his back and lowered her until his hard-on was sandwiched between him hairy belly and her hairless cunt.

Vicky spread her pussy lips further opened and wriggled down.

He placed his hands on my daughter's hips and guided her forward and back forward and back. Vickie quickly caught on to the instinctive fucking motion and rhythm.

"This is fun!" Vickie squealed.

My cock erupted into Tanya's mouth. She gagged slightly, but managed to swallow most of it. I pulled her up and kissed her passionately and deeply, tasting my own cum in a sexy seven-year-old cocksucker's mouth. Whenever I say cocksucker, slut, whore, cunt and other words to that affect, they are spoken of as terms of endearment, not as derogatory terms.

As I kissed, fondled and finger-fucked Tanya, I continued watching my daughter's hot pink cunt sliding up and down Bruce's cockshaft, from head to balls. Her humping motions were speeding up and becoming less and less coordinated. Then her pussy started spasming, and she went rigid. Bruce came. The ejaculations began when Vickie's pussy was sliding up. The first cum rope hit Bruce's nose. Then as she humped faster the cum was sprayed wildly in all directions.

Vickie's eyes glazed over, and she seemed to be staring off into space.

"Are you okay, Baby?"

She shook herself awake and said, "Yeah. Wow. Fuck all mighty. That was fun. I wanna do it again. I wanna do it with Daddy!"

"You'll have to give the old guys a break," Mary laughed. "They need a little time to recuperate."

I had been paying so much attention to Vickie and Bruce, that I had been completely unaware of My wife and little 5-year-old Bethany.

"My God,Bruce!" Mary exclaimed. Your beautiful little Bethany is an expert kisser. Did you teach her?"

"Tanya taught her. Bethany is my lovely lesbian. She doesn't care for cock, but she loves pussy."

Bethany got between Mary's legs and buried her face in Mary's pussy. Mary's entire body quaked. Mary grasped the child's head with both hands , humping the angelic face and wide innocent eyes twinkling with joy and wonder.

"Holy shit!" Mary exclaimed. "My God! This child is a better cunnilinguist than most adult women I have known."

"I didn't teach her," Tanya said. "She just knew how. She knew."

"A natural," Mary smiled. "Lick my cunt, Bethany ... Oh yeah, Baby, that's it. The feels so fucking good." Bethany became more animated as soon she heard the dirty word. "Suck my clit. God! You are a wonderful cunt licker."

I was suddenly hard again, and Vickie jumped on it immediately, trapping my cock between my belly and my daughter's hot wet pussy.

Mary moaned and shuddered, "This is so fucking hot, watching my daughter's five-year-old pussy slide up and down her father's cock."

It was surreal, watching my daughter's pretty pink puffy pussy sliding up and down the full length of my throbbing cockshaft. Un-fucking-Real. Or, Too Fucking Real. TOO FUCKING REAL!

"Don't cum!" Mary begged. "Put the head in her pussy. Cum in her cunt. I want to taste my husband's cum in my daughter's cunt."

I exploded the instant that Vickie cunt covered my cockhead.

"Whoa!" Vickie exclaimed."

"Did you see her eyes? Bruce laughed. "They popped open like saucers the moment she felt Daddy's cum erupting into her pussy."

Mary picked Vickie up, laid her on back and started slurping up cum from Vickie's pussy. "That feels goood, Mommy!"

I was breathing heavily, on the verge of hyperventilation, but managed to ask, "Does that feel good, Vickie? Do you like Mommy licking Daddy's cum out of your hot little cunt?"

"Mommy? You wanna lick Mr. Bartlett's cum out of my cunt?"

Mary looked directly at Bruce and said seductively, "I would dearly love to lick Mr. Bartlett's cum out of your pussy, Vickie. I would love to hold Mr. Bartlett's hard cock in my hand and guide it into your cunt. I want to feel his cock pulsate in my hand - feel his cum rush up the shaft.Then I wanna lick and suck all of Mr. Bartlett's steaming semen out of your pussy."

"You're really nasty, Mommy."

"Yes I am. I'll stop being nasty if you ask me to."

"No," Vickie giggled. "I guess that I don't really mind you being nasty."

"Are y'all gonna find someone else-- a cock for me? or just Mr. Bartlett?"

"I have a few suspects," Mary said. "I mean, prospects, who I'll check out."

"What about Paw Paw?"

"Dad!?!" Mary exclaimed. "Surely, you can't be telling me that my strict, over-protective father is fooling around with his granddaughter."

"Kinda sorta," she whimpered. Her chin started trembling.

"It's okay, Vickie. No one gets in trouble."

"Mommy's mad."

"No, Baby. I'm not mad. I am jealous. I wanted him to molest me when I was a kid. When I was seven or eight, he quit being affectionate. Any hugs were very brief and stiff. A kis was a quick little peck on the cheek."

"Oh my God," I said. "He was afraid to touch you because he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control his lust once he started giving affection."

"He ain't afraid to touch me or hug me or kiss me," Vickie giggled.

"What has my father done with you so far?"

"Nuthin' much. We just got started."

"When did it start?"

"When y'all went on the date. When he stayed all weekend.

"I can't believe that wily old rascal. He didn't give us that weekend out of the kindness of his conniving black heart. The lecherous old fart did it so he could have our daughter alone for three days."

"You have to admit that it was a magnificent weekend," I said. "We had it all - dining, dancing, theater, plush hotel accommodations. It must have cost him a bunch of bucks."

"He paid us to let him molest our daughter," Mary said.

I laughed, "Why is it that I sense more admiration than anger in your voice?"

"I do admire his perverseness."

"Shall we pack up and go for a visit."