The hired driver sat quietly with Piper and I in the back seat. We were careful not to show any obvious signs of our arousal and attraction for each other. Piper said little, and what words she spoke were innocent and light despite the explicit thoughts which must have been circling her brain as heavily as they were in mine. I could smell her excitement, though, and worried a little that the girl's rocking, scissoring thighs might send her lovely, aroused odors up towards the driver. If he noticed, he said nothing, and I enjoyed smelling my young protege so clearly as we rode along.

I buzzed, filled with raw energy and turned on beyond anything I could imagine. I hadn't wiped the memory cards of the explicit images of young Lena and her father having intercourse. I didn't know what I would do. I hadn't brought the special disconnected laptop with me, the one where I'd stored photos of Piper from the stormy night. Scared of transporting the images anywhere I went, but especially through security and customs, I surely couldn't simply travel around with them. Our next trip was to London, not Los Angeles, so it was even more points of risk in our path before getting home. It was painfully obvious that I desperately wanted to keep the images for myself, and for Piper. It had truly been an amazing, exciting day, sights and sounds unlike anything I'd ever experienced. The deflowering of a ten-year old girl was never on a list of thrilling moments I'd one day hoped to see, but it was easily a top five after the fact, behind only moments shared with Piper in privacy.

We all but raced to our room. Inside, I swept Piper up and rolled with her onto the bed. The girl was breathing heavily as I began to touch and taste her skin. I was raw with my desire for her. She panted, moaning, grunting when I slid my hand between her thighs, leggings moist against her crotch. I felt myself pulse to life in seconds.

I slid down her body, leaving her clothing in place a moment, letting my nose hover between her legs. I inhaled Piper's scents, her feminine, sweaty, aroused aroma rich and intoxicating. I pushed my nose against her covered sex, sniffing her intimate odors, then using my chin to grind against her there.

Piper moaned louder as I pawed at the edge of her leggings, drawing them down, her panties coming with them. Her scents became stronger immediately as I pulled her leggings off one foot and left them to hang from her other ankle. Piper's legs drew up around my head and I buried myself in her pink, moist pussy.

"God, Piper... I'm so horny right now... You taste so good," I breathed, tasting her wetness, savoring the pungent, creamy juices coating the ten-year old's cunt. I licked and she squirmed, clawing at my head.

"Mmmm... Mmmmm... Mmmmmmm... Ohh... Ohhh... Orgasm me, Uncle Patrick!" Piper exclaimed between ragged inhalations, "Orgasm me!"

I licked her pussy, Piper's labia spreading open, my tongue sliding quickly over and under the girl's clitoris. I slid a hand up below my chin and gently fingered Piper's opening, pressing inside, deeper, deeper. I surged each time I felt Piper's vagina clench tightly around my probing digit.

She came in tight, rapid jerks, "Nnn-nnn-nnn... Ohhh... Ohh-ohh... Mmm... Nnn... Nnn... Ohhh..."

I lapped up everything between her legs, standing halfway, leaning over so that I could jerk my cock and still sniff and taste Piper's cunt. I was so aroused from watching Lena being deflowered that I was orgasming in seconds.

"Oh, God, Piper... I'm cumming! Ohhhhhhhhh... Oh, God... Uhng... Uhng... Uhhhhnnnng..." I pushed the tip of my cock right against her opening as I let go, firing semen into her body, most of it splashing against her tight folds and running down her labia and onto the sheets. I was convulsing, jerking, blissful, my dick swollen as it spurted hot cum into the ten-year old's hole. I almost drove inside, taking her virginity, but I held back, only as I remembered how special that moment had been for Lena. I wanted that for Piper, and I stopped myself at the last moment, satisfied to feel just the hint of her pussy around my spurting penis.

I looked down as I leaned back. Piper's little hairless sex was coated with white globs of cum, some leaking out of her hole, more pooled where the cleft in her bottom rested on the mattress. Piper's cunt was a mess, swollen, covered with my semen. I'd never seen a more arousing sight in my life.

We crawled together, kissing. Piper was still horny, so as we slurped tongues together, I fingered her more deeply than before, holding myself on one elbow while she spread her legs wide. The ten-year old orgasmed again, moaning into my mouth, then again a short time later. I would have kept fingering her long into the night if Piper hadn't pushed away my hand and stopped me from touching her overly-sensitized flesh.

Without saying anything, Piper rolled up and scooted down the bed, turning so that she could put her lips around my penis, my erection returning during the long moments. She began to hum and I lay back, letting the little girl suck me tentatively. She was getting better, and, perhaps, driven by the arousing hours from earlier that day, she seemed determined to do even more.

Her first attempt to slide me deeper than ever resulted in her gagging and pulling away, coughing a moment. I grinned at her, "Careful... it can take time to get used to it..."

"I know," the girl responded, "but I wanna try..."

And so she did. This time, I felt her flinch and almost gag, but she held fast and was pretty soon moving much more of my shaft in and out of her lips. Her tongue twitched and I surged. She moaned on my cock and I slowly pressed my hips against her movements.

"Oh, Piper... God, Piper... God, Piper," I moaned, in a rhythm with her, the lovely young preteen blowing me so, so nicely. "I'm cumming, Sweetie... I'm cumming in your mouth! Uhnngg... Uhnngg... Oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhhhhhh! Oh, God! Oh, Piper! Fuck! Ohhhhhhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!"

My cock burned wonderfully between Piper's lips. She held still as I flooded her, breathing both through her nose and mouth, each spurt of my cock sending salty fluids splashing against her tongue, some of it slipping out the sides. I pulled out, sensitive, a final spurt firing out and splashing on Piper's lips, adding to the mess on the lower half of her face.

Cum was all over her lips and cheeks and chin. Piper held more in her mouth, appearing like she might spit it out a moment, then she gagged very lightly and swallowed, coming up for air immediately, "Gahhhk," she laughed, "I think I breathed some of it!" She cleared her throat, swallowed again, then started wiping the cum from her face before I leaned in to kiss her. I tasted the salty, pungent seed I'd spurted between her lips and we shared that moment for a while before I grabbed her a warm, wet washcloth so that she could clean up the rest.

- - -

I should have felt drained from the emotional, risky, and passionate day I'd had. Piper should have, too. But even after multiple orgasms, Piper and I were both full of energy, not wanting to simply head to sleep. Besides, we'd yet to eat dinner and it wasn't so late that our options were limited.

We showered and decided to walk around nearby to see if anything caught our eye.

Passing a pretty blonde girl, perhaps Piper's age, my companion giggled and whispered, "Think she's sexed yet?"

I shook my head, "No idea..."

"Or her?" Piper said quietly, looking at a different, slightly older girl.

"Again, no idea..."

"Just wonderin'."

"Fantasizing?"

"Uh-huh. Now I've seen Lena sexing, so... I wanna see more..."

I laughed, leaning down to kiss her forehead, "Easy, tiger... that was a very unique and special thing we got to share today. That's not... something you'll encounter often."

"Oh, but the inside girls almost all do it, I think. Maybe not with their own dads and all, but... I dunno, it's just what I heard."

I replied, "They sometimes sell their virginity, yes... I'm not sure how that sort of thing isn't kept completely hidden and secret... I mean, I overheard the interviewers asking Lena about that very thing. Seems like a good way to have the whole competition and ModelLight itself shut down hard and fast..."

"Do you think they would?"

"I can't believe it hasn't happened already, Piper. The competitions... even the main ones... I can't believe they're legal. But if anyone is looking to bust ModelLight, they're sure letting lots of very illegal things take place before pulling that string."

"Like the private shows?"

"Exactly. And selling virginity... The sexualization of underage girls alone should land all of us in jail."

"All of us?" Piper asked, looking concerned.

"Well, I mean the adults involved. Part of me worries about that happening one day soon. That... will be horrible, for sure..."

Piper looked solemn, "Oh... I didn't know that..."

I didn't reply, taking Piper's hand and leading us across a busy street, then towards a cafe which offered in pink and blue neon letters, in both English and German, a claim of housing the finest steaks and seafood in Hamburg. "How's that look? They say it's the best."

Piper smiled at me, then said, "You're the best, Uncle Patrick." The girl leaned closer, then whispered, "And I really liked it when you orgasmed into my vul-va... I could feel it shooting!"

I grinned, kissed her cheek, and said, "I'll take that for a yes..."

She laughed and skipped ahead of me and into the restaurant.

- - -

Once our stomachs were filled with steak and salad, Piper and I crashed hard, getting back to our room in time to shed our clothing, hit the lights, and snooze together.

It was Tuesday, and we had a free day in Hamburg before we flew direct to London the next morning. Piper wore a clean pair of reddish-pink leggings which had me aroused just by the way they molded so perfectly against her thighs and crotch. It had been so tight and revealing that I'd had to ask her to put on panties before we headed down for breakfast that morning.

While we were eating waffles and ham, my cell rang and I answered a call from Gunther. "Ah, Patrick, are you somewhere we can speak a moment?"

I glanced around, the cafe half-full with the rushing business crowd mostly off to work for the day. "Sure."

"I have had a chance to review, and... Thank you, both of you. What you have captured... it cannot be described!"

I smiled, looking at Piper a moment, "Glad you liked. That was... that was fun for us, too..."

"I wondered if you and your niece might have enjoyed that... Perhaps... if you are still in town today, you might like to dine with me and my wife and daughter tonight?"

I shrugged, "That might be great, let me ask the boss." I lightly covered my phone with my hand and said to Piper, "Interested in dinner with Lena and her parents tonight?"

The girl's eyes were wide and bright, "Uh-huh!"

"That's an affirmative. Preferences for when and where?"

"Six-thirty or seven," he told me, then suggested a home-style local German place they enjoyed. I agreed we'd meet him there that evening before we hung up.

"So," I told Piper quietly, "seems Gunther is quite thrilled by our work yesterday. I'm sure he is dying to talk about what happened with us."

"That should be fun, right?"

I shrugged, "So long as they are all still good with everything, I think it would be a lot of fun."

Piper leaned towards me, elbows on the table, "Don't you just want to know what Lena was thinking? You know, like, when he was putting it in and sexing her?"

"I do want to know, yes..."

"Me too," she giggled, "also, I'm, like, tingly already."

"My little perv," I laughed quietly, "takes after her Uncle Patrick, it seems..."

Piper's grin was both innocently-cute and devilishly-mature at the same time.

- - -

As we finished breakfast, we looked over some things to do in the city and picked out a couple which looked fun. After a few minutes using the toilet in the room, we caught a cab and headed to Miniatur Wunderland, a big warehouse which featured scale models of the city's features, and included many kilometers of model train tracks. It was rather fascinating, and it caught Piper's attention as much as mine. We wandered around, looking at the buildings we'd seen in real life captured in miniature so beautifully in the displays.

Afterwards, we went down to the harbor, booking tickets on a two-hour cruise in the surrounding waters, grabbing lunch at a sausage cart nearby. We sat on a bench looking out into the water, numerous boats and small ships cruising by. "Ever done a cruise, Piper?"

"You mean going on boats? Sure, lots of times."

"No, I mean a vacation cruise, several days on a boat."

"Oh, no... you can do that?"

"Millions of people do it every year, all over the world."

"I didn't know that," she said, pursing her lips. "Why would you want to?"

I took a bite of a salty, spicy bratwurst and replied, "Well, see these cruise ships are basically hotels and restaurants and entertainment all in one place. Lots of places to eat on the ships, theater shows, pools, musicians, bars. Some have skating rinks or bowling alleys or even water slides. They're a lot of fun. I've been on two, with my parents. Maybe you and me, we'll go sometime."

"Sounds neat! Like, where do they go, just out there?" Piper asked, pointing out into the harbor.

"All over. Like, one might go from Miami to the Bahamas, or to Mexico, or might stop several places during a week-long trip. You get to get off and visit a foreign town that way and then get back on the ship before it moves on. Quite a lot of fun, as I recall."

"Oh, I wanna go! That sounds like sooooo much fun!"

"We'll see what our schedules look like," I told the girl. "You know how weird my schedule can be, and you've got a few commitments of your own. Once we get back in LA, we'll see about me possibly taking a week or two off so we can go have fun."

Piper settled her head onto my shoulder. She'd gotten really good at playing the innocent child to anyone looking, though I knew, in her head, more mature desires were bubbling just below her mask.

Finishing our brats, we headed over to the port where the tour boat was starting to board those going on the next trip, and I let Piper go ahead of me and pick out our seats, the girl choosing the top-level, open air section, which would have been where I'd have put us, as well.

- - -

The cruise was perhaps three-quarters full, so there was plenty of space to move around and take in everything. There was a juice and cocktail bar on board, a couple drinks already included in the price, so while Piper enjoyed a mix of pineapple and orange juice, I had a similar mixer with a healthy measure of a dark Caribbean rum.

The tour was around the Hamburg harbor, up and down the Elbe river, and we got to see amazing sights, such as the Speicherstadt, these gorgeous brick warehouses straddling some of the many canals in the city, and the neighborhood where the Miniatur Wunderland was housed. We saw both modern and industrial Hamburg, weaving slowly around the major shipping lanes which were heavily trafficked by container ships and other vessels to and from the major German port.

We traveled far enough west to see the Elbe broaden out to more than a mile wide, several islands between the shores. Our guide explained the history of various parts of our tour, thankfully in English as well as German, and before we knew it, we were already back at the port. I'd have loved to spend another hour or two out on the water. I'd loved having Piper settled against me, peaceful and happy, as we eased along the beautiful surroundings. If I never did anything sexual with Piper again, I hoped I could at least hold her. Not that I wished to choose, but there was something really special for me when I held her, something beyond just our passion and love for each other. I couldn't quite put my finger on why I felt so strongly for the girl. Protective, but also letting her find her freedom. Whatever it was, I had enjoyed the minutes I could squeeze her against me during our tour.

- - -

We were nearly late for our reservation after rushing back to the hotel, showering, and putting on some clean clothes. Piper pulled out something I'd never seen her wear.

She spun around when she'd seen my eyes widen and my mouth drop. She wore a tight, black, body-fitting dress, more a tube with sleeves than the skirt style dresses. It hugged modestly along her neck and over her shoulders, covering her arms down to near her wrist, and past her thighs, stopping around her knees. She couldn't take long strides without the hem rising up a bit. Underneath, she wore semi-transparent white hose, and to beat that, her feet were fitted nicely in black, shiny heels.

"My God, Piper..." I breathed. Her young curves were on display. Immature, yes, but Piper's hips had a round quality to them already, just a hint of the body she would grow into. But it was her backside that really stood out, literally. Piper's tear-shaped bottom was framed perfectly by the tight black fabric, rounded, pressed out even when she wasn't so obviously sticking it out to draw my eyes. "My God... you look amazing!"

She'd even put on a bit of mascara and red lipstick. It aged her three years in my eyes, sort of. I could still see the preteen underneath.

We had already spent too much time getting ready, so we rushed to catch a ride to the restaurant and got there with about a minute to spare. Not that Gunther or the others would have been mad, but I was someone who never ran on time if I had any control of the situation. I ran ahead of time and liked to ensure I always left room for the unexpected.

Gunther greeted us outside and we were soon settled at our table. Piper was beaming as Katharina and Lena gushed about her dress. The mother and daughter wore nearly-matching white blouses, the woman's chest obviously more pronounced than Lena's, and each wore loose skirts down to their calves, Lena's a red florally design while Kat's was more eclectic with grey and dark-blue and tan rectangles settled together on the fabric.

Gunther's enthusiasm was overwhelming. He shook my hand before we sat, encouraging both of us to hug his wife and daughter, both warmly greeting us and thanking us quietly for what we did the day before.

"We are aglow!" the man admitted one the waiter had taken our drink orders. He said very quietly, "Twice today, we shared ourselves, the three of us. It was just as wonderful, if not more!"

Piper grinned, "It was sooooo neat!"

Lena blushed a little and said, "I hope it worked!"

I remembered Piper and my realizations that the timing of the girl's first penetration, her first insemination, was right in the middle of ovulation after her first menses. "So... you do want to be pregnant?" I asked quietly, "And with your father's child?"

"Oh, much so!" Lena giggled, "Though... I hope we keep trying even after I'm set..."

We paused our conversation when the drinks were placed on the table, then, once we ordered meals, Katharina leaned forward, "May I ask a question of you both?"

I nodded and Piper said, "Sure!"

"Were you aroused by my daughter's first time?"

"Uh-huh!" Piper answered for us both.

"Mmm... I must admit... this turns me on, knowing this..."

"Me as well!" Gunther exclaimed a little loudly, then, hushed, he added, looking at me, "It is a pity you do not share... attractions... as I do..."

I gulped. I'd admitted to the man's wife what Piper and I did, but it seemed the woman had not told her husband. I looked at Kat. She watched me, eyes sparkling, a small smile on her face. "I..." Lowering my voice considerably, "I do share that attraction... for my niece..."

Piper squirmed in her chair, clearly enjoying the knowledge becoming known to both Gunther and Lena.

The man gasped, "This is so?"

I nodded.

"Lovely..." He turned to Piper, "And with such a lovely one... Have you... taken her... as I have my Lena?"

Shaking my head, I said, "No... no, we're... waiting for that right now..."

Turning back to Piper, he asked, "Have you bled yet child?"

Piper looked at me, "He's asking if you've had your first menses."

"Oh," she said, "no... not yet..."

"Delicious, though, what you do together..." Katharina purred quietly. "I have imagined it ever since you told me..."

Gunther turned to his wife, a look of surprise in his expression, "You know these things?"

"I learned them yesterday, but it was not my secret to share..."

Gunther nodded, accepting her explanation, "Anyway, this is exciting!"

"Um, Piper?" Lena breathed, "Like... what do you do with your uncle?"

Piper grinned, leaning over the table from her chair, sticking her lovely bottom in the air a bit, stretching the tight black fabric even further. I couldn't look away even as she began to speak. "Well... Uncle Patrick orgasms me with his fingers and mouth, like, uh, and I do that to him, too... We haven't sexed yet, though..."

I was rock hard, and the sensual, curious, and innocent look on Lena's face wasn't doing much to ease the arousal as she asked, "Have you ever tried, um, touching another girl?"

Piper shook her head, "Uh-uh... have you?"

Lena blushed, "Only Mamma. Like... she used her mouth on me today, and it was so nice!"

Piper grinned at Lena, then at the girl's mother, "That's neat!"

"She tastes so delicious," Katharina nearly moaned, her face flushed and a light sheen of sweat on her brow, "I can still taste her now..."

Lena giggled and looked shy a moment.

"I didn't know," Piper said, finally sitting back fully, "that girls could do that stuff..."

"Um, yeah, they can," Lena giggled again.

Piper looked at me a moment, then just smiled, saying nothing more.

- - -

Our meals were excellent and filling, and with more diners being seated around us, we had to stifle any further exciting conversations. When we were finished, we walked out to a nearby park where we could continue to talk, walking in the city-lit darkness, Piper's hand in mine, with Lena doing the same between her parents.

"Gunther... something been bugging me," I said.

"Hmm?"

"At the Berlin event... There were... journalists? Industry people? At the interview. They, uh... They were asking Lena about things which seemed... rather unsafe to discuss in public, such as whether she would take a lover..."

"Ah, yes..." Gunther replied, "they have gotten rather bold these last few months."

"Who are they?"

"Well... see, there is a sort of... dark market around the competitions..."

"Dark market..."

He nodded, "There are publications, secret ones, or at least they were until the last few months. Only a few people knew of them, at least within the model and parents' circles. They feature photographs from the events, likely the ones you've been taking, and people could access them in print or, I understand, online if you have that access."

"They cater to pedophiles..."

"I think so, yes... Do you not see yourself that way, Patrick?" he asked me.

"I... I didn't think I was, honestly, but... I suppose I have to rethink that, now..."

"I did, as well, but the point is, there are... consumers of images and videos of the models. You saw some of them, I believe, at the private show in Berlin?"

I recalled the people, men and women, who openly masturbated during the performances of the inside girls, including Lena and her bloody menses. "I remember..."

"I'm afraid I know only a little about what else goes on."

"So... are the girls at risk? It seems likely to me..."

Katharina broke in, "Here's the thing, Patrick... ModelLight knows it operates within a... a grey area..."

"Doesn't honestly seem so grey..." I replied.

She nodded, saying, "Perhaps true, but they have been active in keeping the models safe and protected from predators. It is one thing to look, Patrick, it is another to take without consent. You may not see them, but there are protectors in every part of the competitions, and even at the private shows. They keep an eye on those who might assault or harm the models and they... deal with them..."

"Sounds ominous..." I breathed.

"Perhaps so," Kat replied, "but the result is that the girls are safe at the events, offering just a ripe tease of themselves at the competitions, more directly after for those performing privately..."

"But the questions," I said, returning to my earlier concern, "they asked them openly, not caring that I heard, or that others heard. A ten-year old girl taking a lover? I'm sure I don't need to explain how most of the world would, justifiably, find that horrifyingly abusive... To be so brazen in acknowledging it, that seems to me to put every one of us at risk..."

Gunther nodded, "I suppose I was so caught up in Lena's performance and her milestone that day... I hadn't thought too hard on it... Suppose we should be more careful..."

"Is there a chance I could see exactly what these people are producing? The magazines or online videos or whatever it is? I'm surely curious to see how Lena and Piper and the other girls are being monetized and offered up."

"Hmm," Katharina considered a moment, "I don't know that we have that access currently. Do we, Papa?"

"We do not, no... I, too, would like to see things being sent out of my Lena."

"Is this all a sting? You know... one big net to one day snap tight and grab everyone involved?" I asked.

Gunther shook his head, "No... ModelLight has been around, in various forms, for decades now. Yes, I have no doubt there are many predators who have been removed, one way or another, but... the authorities are surprisingly cautious when it comes to shutting things down. I cannot recall any time a ModelLight event has been raided, or its participants arrested, not openly, at least."

"Hmm," I pursed my lips.

"There is something we learned of recently," Lena said in the vacuum.

"Oh?" I replied.

"Like, Papa said it was a sort of, um, safe place? For people like us?"

Gunther nodded, "We don't know all that much, really, just a reasonably-trustworthy rumor..."

"People like us?" Piper asked.

Gunther answered her, "Those of us who... are attracted to those below ages which are deemed socially acceptable... and within blood relations, often."

"What," I said, "like some sort of incest commune?"

"Kinda of, yes," Katharina responded. "We only heard of it a few months ago. Reportedly, it is somewhere in Estonia, a large piece of property where a select, and carefully chosen, group of people resides and are openly sharing their... desires... freely and without judgement..."

"Sounds like a mess of bullshit, honestly," I said.

"Perhaps so," Gunther agreed, "but the person, a close friend whose daughter once modeled, told us about it and said she was going to seek access."

"So what happened?"

"We haven't heard from her since," Kat said solemnly.

"That's not exactly encouraging..."

Conversation died off as we quietly paced. I was far from sated in my desire to better understand what was going on in the darker parts of the ModelLight circles. I'd seen a good piece of it at the private show in Berlin. Perhaps that was the depth of it, with a circle of buyers of the photos and videos I helped create, maybe that was it. But I worried, naturally, that something more sinister was just below the surface. Were they recruiting girls into sex slavery? If people, like this woman and her daughter, could just disappear and fall out of contact, who would know if that happened to other models and their families from time to time.

I was concerned but not in a place to do anything about it. Piper and I were both yawning by the time Gunther offered a ride back to our hotel. We accepted and then warmly hugged each of them, promising to stay in touch and, perhaps, return to Hamburg to share something special together in the future.

- - -

While Piper showered, I debated what to do with all the pictures of Lena and Gunther and Katharina we'd captured. They were still on the camera memory cards, and I plugged one in and slowly scrolled through them, one at a time.

Lena looked so calm despite her excitement. Like Piper, she was a capable, charismatic model who could wear a mask of most any emotion. I didn't think she was pretending to be aroused, though. The early photos of her, before her father had joined her, showed her skin flushed and shiny, the look of a girl who knew something exciting, and maybe, clearly naughty, was about to happen.

I scrolled more rapidly, enjoying images of Lena spreading her legs, opening her lovely little flower and showing her hymen, the barrier soon pushed through by her father's penis.

Piper came out, wringing her hair out with a towel, her body completely naked below. I looked up and smiled at her, enjoying the way her hairless pussy was just a tiny slit surrounded by pinkish, swollen flesh between her slender thighs. She asked, "Whatcha lookin' at?"

I told her and she joined me on the bed. For several minutes, we both let our arousal grow and build as we watched, through our images, Lena's father slip his penis inside the girl and take her virginity.

"Uncle Patrick?" Piper said at one point.

"Hmm?"

"Did you know a girl and a girl could orgasm each other like you do me?"

I chuckled, "Yes, I knew... you haven't come across that when you've been watching videos?"

Piper shrugged, "I dunno... I don't remember any."

"Well... yes, girls can be lovers, too. Some girls... women... they only want to be with other women."

"Huh... that seems weird."

"Not weird at all. They prefer women to men, they have no choice at all, just like... just like I have no choice in being attracted to young girls, and you... especially you."

Piper giggled, "Yeah, I can tell you like me lots... But, um... Uncle Patrick?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think I can try it sometime? Like, orgasming a girl like me?"

I stirred, "I think you might enjoy that, yes."

"Neat!"

"In fact, I think Lena might enjoy it a great deal..."

"Oh, yes!" Piper exclaimed, "Oh, definitely! I want to orgasm Lena!"

I stroked Piper's thigh and felt the goosebumps raise up all down her leg. "I'd love to watch that... but that's for the future... Right now... I suppose we need to get ourselves to bed... Our flight isn't too early tomorrow, but still..."

"But... I'm, uh, what's the word?" Piper asked as she spread her legs and wantonly showed me her hairless cunt.

"Horny?"

"Yeah, horny."

I laughed, "My sweet girl..."

I rolled into her and embraced her body in a gentle hug, kissing her neck. Piper was flushed, her fingers sliding over my shoulders and my upper back. I loved when she touched me, even in such a relatively innocent way. Her skin was clean, smelling lightly of soap. We kissed a moment, then I slid down and sucked lightly on her tiny nipples, the flesh there delightfully erect. I paused a moment, just enjoying the way her body responded to my attention, Piper arching her back, moaning lightly, panting as my hand slid down her thigh. I caressed her there, moving slowly, slowly, teasing her just inches from her sex. Piper's legs spread naturally and soon, I was between them after licking my way down her slim abdomen, letting my tongue hover just above the child's vulva a moment before moving lower.

Piper moaned louder when I began to slide my tongue through her swollen slit, her outer labia puffy, the inner dark-pink lips opening a little as I wet her there, her own arousal already making her flesh pungent and so tasty.

I licked her cunt in slow movements, letting her only slowly rise towards a release. I teased her a long time, swirling Piper's hard clit a moment before moving to kiss her inner thigh, then I probed the child's vagina, slurping her wetness before smearing it up her pussy to lubricate her nub.

Piper rose and fell, panting, moaning. Her hands were balled over her stomach, the girl shuddering as her release drew closer, closer. I pushed a fingertip into Piper's vagina and felt her clenching, trapping my finger a couple of inches inside her body. I probed deeper, her channel wet and hot, my tongue moving more strongly against her straining clitoris.

"Mmmm... Mmmm..." she moaned, writhing, her hips rocking against my face. Piper's pussy creamed my finger and I stroked in and out steadily, the girl taking my penetration a little easier than it had days before. No less tight, but more comfortable allowing my finger to slip deep into her body. I pressed the tip against her cervix a moment, then turned over my hand, rubbing along her rough upper channel, Piper's G-spot small but very responsive.

She purred and trembled, "Mmm... Mmm... Ohhhhh... Ohhh..." Piper started to cum, the ten-year old's body sweating and flushed, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Mmmm... Mmmm..." I licked her juices and withdrew my finger, kissing her pussy and thighs and stomach as she slowed and breathed heavily, eyes closed and mouth parted. Piper's cunt was open, more swollen and reddish than moments earlier. God, she was so beautiful!

I turned her over, onto her stomach, then pressed my face right between her buttocks. My tongue swept past Piper's tight little hairless anus and the girl shuddered, "Hey!" she giggled, "That's where my poop comes from!"

I laughed, continuing to lick her butthole, "I know... and I love licking you there..."

Piper giggled again but didn't resist. I pushed my tongue against her tight ring, the hole barely opening, clenching, becoming very slippery. "Just relax..." I told her as I brought a finger to her cleft and swept it around her wrinkled hole.

The girl didn't resist, letting me show her something different. Very carefully, regularly pushing saliva into Piper's butt. To ease her comfort, I slowly slid two fingers along her slit and stroked her clit, the hard little pink flesh there rigid and swollen. She bucked and humped back at me as I lapped her anus, the rough flesh becoming slippery, opening little by little as I probed with my tongue.

Soon, I pulled back, continuing to play with Piper's clitoris, my other hand beginning to penetrate, carefully, her butthole. Over long moments, I worked my finger into Piper's rectum. She took the sodomy with light grunts and heavy breathing. "Feel okay?" I asked.

"Uh-huh... it feels like I need to poop!"

I chuckled, "It takes some getting used to..."

"I like it..." she breathed, suddenly moving faster, her ass slipping back, my finger sinking deeper into her butt. I started to finger her there, steadily sliding in and out of Piper's ass, her hole gripping me tightly, the flesh pulling out when I slid out, pushing in when I penetrated her again. I felt her clit harden suddenly and Piper's orgasm rushed in. "Mmmmooohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhh!"

She rolled over onto her side and my finger slipped from her tight hole. Letting Piper catch her breath, I hugged her, kissing her neck from behind, the child's feminine scents a lovely mix of brine and arousal. I nestled my leaking penis in the cleft of her bottom, slowly pushing along the parted flesh.

Growing more aroused by the second, I rolled Piper once more onto her stomach, straddling her thighs. I gently stroked her with my cock against her anus, pushing her bottom together to form a slippery valley for my pleasure. I leaned over her, careful not to hurt her, resting just above Piper's body on my elbows, continuing to thrust right through her cleft.

Quickly, my orgasm rushed in and I started to ejaculate between us. I felt scalding cum splash against my stomach and drip down onto Piper's lower back, several strong spurts making me moan and tremble as I came. Piper held still, letting me use her butt to climax fully. I looked down between us, the tip of my cock bubbling with semen, a shimmering pool of white cum collecting in one of the prominent dimples in Piper's back.

I kissed the girl's ear, leaning down from above, and whispered, "God, Piper... I love this so much... I love you so much..."

She giggled, "Me too!"

"Did you like that? Me licking and fingering your bottom?"

"Uh-huh..."

"Maybe, one day... we'll try something else..."

"Like what?"

I smiled, nibbling her shoulder as I rolled off her, my cum trailing along my body and hers, "Well... girls sometimes like a boy to put their penis into their butts..."

"Like, inside where I poop?!"

"Yes..."

"I didn't know that!" Piper exclaimed. "That sounds weird!"

"A little," I admitted, "but... it can be so much fun. You liked my finger there, right?"

"Oh, yes..."

"Then maybe we'll try to work you open a little so you can take my penis inside you there..."

Piper giggled, "Sounds weird," she said again, "but for you, Uncle Patrick, I'll do anything..."

"Only if you want to, Piper... I'll never force you to do anything you don't desire..."

"Well, if I can orgasm you with my butt, then... I wanna try it!"

I purred my appreciation and held her a few moments before we cleaned up the mess we'd made and sank into a satisfied, exhausted sleep, holding each other tight and enjoying our budding love and sexual intimacy together as we dreamed lovely dreams.

Patrick, Male, 25

	- Narrator, professional photographer

	- 5'9, beige skin, 165lbs, muted-brown bangs

Piper, Female, 10

	- Child model

	- 4'7, tanned beige skin, 90lbs, blue-green eyes, straight raven-black hair

Gunther, Male, late 30s

	- Father of Lena, husband of Katharina

	- 5'10, beige skin, 160lbs, cropped blonde hair

Lena, Female, 10

	- Child model, winner in Berlin

	- 4'11, tanned beige skin, 100lbs, dark-blue eyes, curly dark-brown hair

Katharina (Kat), Female, late-30s

	- Mother of Lena, wife of Gunther

	- 5'1, beige skin, 125lbs, blue eyes, wavy dark-brown hair