My daddy and I arrived in California after what seemed like -------- forever! We had been driving from New York for over a week inside a bumpy, noisy U-Haul truck. I lost my mommy back in January, so we decided when daddy got this great job offer that we'd start all over again. I missed my mom a lot, and all I had left was her ashes in this pretty gold urn. I don't think I could ever let go of it.

The neighbors in our town seemed awfully nice. When we showed up they took care of everything, even unpacking all our junk and putting it in the new house. I got a real nice bedroom in a corner overlooking a golf course, and my pink canopy bed was up in no time at all. I placed my cowgirl hat on the pillows and arranged all my stuffed horses just before I put on my favorite yellow sundress. We were invited to a party at my dad's new boss's house nearby. He seemed real nice. His daughter was named Erin, and she was ten years old, one more than me.

"How do I look, Daddy?" I did a spin for him in the hallways upstairs. I swear I saw him rub tears from his eyes. He's so silly, and I know he worried about me growing up fast, but he didn't need to. I was a good girl and not about to change that!

We walked to the party, and it felt nice to cling to my daddy's arm. He's tall and big and strong, and so handsome. I felt so special when I was with him.

"I think we're here," he said when we arrived at a really big house with a lot of noises coming from inside.

Erin met us at the door and asked my father to put his keys inside a basket with a bunch of other people's key chains. That was kinda weird, but I guess it was for some sort of game we would play later on. Erin's real pretty with really, really black hair and blue eyes. For a moment, I thought my daddy even flirted with her when he put the keys in the basket. That made me a little mad!

I got to taste wine for the first time that night! It was a little bitter, but my new friend, Erin, kept sneaking some to me when we ran upstairs to play. I lost count of how much I drank, and all I knew was my tummy started feeling funny a little while later. Not a sick funny, but a silly, happy kind of funny. When we were upstairs some of the other kids were making out. Oh -------- my -------- God! I couldn't believe it. Right in front of me! Erin laughed at me when I looked all shocked, and she said something about getting used to it. Whatever!

It was getting late and she whispered in my ear that it was time to gets some keys, so I guess the game was gonna start soon. She grabbed my hand and dragged me downstairs, even breaking up all the makeout sessions that were going on in all the rooms to get everyone ready for the game.

All the kids got blindfolds and we were told to pick out a set of keys. Mr. Pitt, my dad's boss, took my hand and helped me feel around inside the basket, but it almost seemed like he just stuck some keys in my hand.

Erin was next and she got our house keys! Now that was kinda cool, like we had switched keys completely. I was feeling really silly by then, all warm and damp like I was sweating a little bit. Things were a little blurry and seemed to slow down. The next thing I knew, daddy was leaving with Erin for our house to hunt for treasure. I was alone with Mr. and Mrs. Pitt and they told me I was going to get a treasure tonight too. I was so excited wondering what it could be.

"Come with me, Honey," Mrs. Pitt said taking my hand. She led me upstairs to the master bedroom.

I was feeling a little sleepy. "Is the treasure up here?" I asked. I think my words came out funny.

She just laughed a little bit and lifted me onto the bed. I fell back, feeling heavy and unable to move much. Mrs. Pitt lay down next to me, put her arm around me and pulled me in close. She felt warm and soft, and when I closed my eyes I imagined my mommy holding me again. It felt so nice. She started to kiss me on the cheek, which I loved so much. But then she started to kiss my neck and ears, and her hand was moving around over my body. It felt nice, but kinda different.

"I think I had too much wine," I hiccupped.

"You're going to be just fine, Honey," she whispered.

Just then I felt kisses from the other side of me. Mr. Pitt was on my left and kissing my neck too, and before I could say anything at all, the two of them were kissing me all over. I just froze, not sure what to do! I don't think I could have moved anyway from the wine, but I'm also not sure I wanted to move! It felt real nice and it made me feel safe and loved even more. I must have said something because Mr. Pitt told Mrs. Pitt that he heard me moan. When he said that, I felt his hand on my leg. I closed my eyes and got a little scared. I knew it was wrong for him to touch the inside of my leg like that, but part of me wanted him to.

"Mr. Pitt, what are you -------- ?" I stared to asked, but he put a finger to my lips.

"Shhhhh, you are such a pretty, sexy girl," he whispered.

No one ever called me sexy before, and when he said it, I felt a funny feeling between my legs. I got warm and damp down there, and the way his hand was sliding up my leg, I knew he would find out soon that I was getting that way. I was worried he'd think I had peed myself, and I was a little concerned I actually had! I wanted to protest, to tell him to stop, but I couldn't. Instead of pushing his hand away, I felt my legs open on their own. His fingers reached my panties and I started to shake my head no, when he kissed my lips.

That felt so wonderful! He kissed me with his mouth open, so I let mine open too. I knew what French kissing was, but I had never done it until then. Mr. Pitt's tongue felt so warm and good in my mouth that I didn't realize for a moment that he had slipped his fingers under my panties and he was rubbing my honey hole! He stopped kissing me and looked at his wife.

"She's dripping. That mild dose of Roofies and Crocin are working wonders!"

I didn't know what he meant, but he was back to kissing my mouth real hot like again. I felt cool air hit my honey hole and realized that Mrs. Pitt had slipped my panties off.

"Whaddya, whaddya doin'?" I asked her, but she just smiled.

Mr. Pitt reached behind me and unzipped my sundress and slid it up over my head. I fell back wearing just my training bra, feeling a little funny for being almost naked with them. Mrs. Pitt removed my bra and the two of them got real big eyes seeing my body.

"She's stunning, an absolute beauty!" Mrs. Pitt said out loud. That made me feel so nice, but what she did next was so strange at first.

She pushed my legs open and began to kiss and lick the insides of my legs, getting closer to my honey hole. I have heard that boys like to do that, but not girls! It seemed yucky to me, but I sure changed my mind when she reached my love area. I thought she had an electric tongue because it sent jolts through me when she licked me down there. My kitty was really wet now and when she licked me, it just got worse. I thought pee was flowing from me. Her tongue went deep inside me and it felt amazing. I must have made more noises because Mr. Pitt said something about moaning again.

He suddenly began kissing and sucking my nipples while Mrs. Pitt licked and sucked on my hole. I felt my hips moving all on their own, pushing up into her face. Mr. Pitt made my nipples get all pointy and sharp like when it was cold outside. I didn't know what was happening, but I loved every lick and nibble they gave me. My kitty was getting even gooier when Mrs. Pitt suddenly touched the little button at the top. I sometimes played with it at night because it felt nice to rub, and that usually helped me fall asleep, especially ever since my mommy died.

I began to make a lot of noises now, pushing my kitty up harder to get more of her mouth over it. She pulled my button into her lips and I started to lose control. I wasn't sure what would happen next, but my body felt like it was jerking forward toward something, but I didn't know what that something was. I was groaning out loud now, and the only seemed to excite them both. Mr. Pitt was sucking and rubbing my small breasts, and Mrs. Pitt was tugging gently on my nubbin. Suddenly, I was reaching that point my body was pushing me to. I began to jerk hard and shake. My butt came off the bed, and I felt a gush of pee rush through my honey hole hard.

"Ohhhh! What is happening? Ohhhhh, that feels sooooo gooooood!" I screamed and bucked up and down like I've seen rodeo cowboys do on wild horses.

"She's cumming real hard!" Mr. Pitt moaned.

All I heard Mrs. Pitt say was a muffled, "Uh huh!" because her mouth was still all over my kitty.

I was panting like I was in gym class. I could barely catch my breath, and I was so embarrassed I had peed.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to go pee pee!" I whispered, my body making my hips continue to jerk some more.

"You didn't pee, Honey. You had an orgasm," Mr. Pitt smiled as he unbuttoned his shirt.

"A what?" That was a funny word to me.

Mrs. Pitt kissed all the way up my belly to my nipples and sucked on them while her husband undressed. She felt as nice as Mr. Pitt did when she took them in her mouth and tenderly licked and sucked them. I was a little scared seeing him undress, because I knew what was coming. They were sexing me, and I just knew he was going to show me his penis.

I was right. The last thing he took off were his boxers, and his thingy stood up like it had a wire inside it. It was big and hairy, and while I was real scared, I was also real curious about it. He knelt next to my head.

"Has daddy ever showed you his cock, Stacy?"

"What? NO!" I shook my head. That was a sick idea, although I did peek on him once last year when he showered. I had been a little curious about men.

He took my hand and placed it on his thingy. It was warm and hard, but the skin was nice and soft. I began to rub it slowly, fascinated by it now. He smiled at me.

"Go on, you can't hurt it. Trust me on that," he chuckled. He placed his hand around mine and began moving it up and down the full length. It was really hard and felt pretty cool.

All the while I played with his thingy, Mrs. Pitt kissed and licked my entire body. I don't know what things they put in my wine, but I knew I never felt so good before in my life.

"Kiss it, Honey," Mrs. Pitt whispered in my ear.

I was shocked. I knew girls kissed boy's thingies but I wasn't prepared for that just yet! I stared at it for a moment. Mr. Pitt reached down and pulled my head to his penis.

"Kiss my cock, Stacy," he said, his voice a little more serious this time. It was the second time he said that word, and for some strange reason, it made my kitty get wetter.

I gave his cock a kiss on the tip. He smiled again. "Open your mouth."

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, resigning myself to giving my first blow job. I knew what that word meant already since girls talked about doing it at school, but I thought they were all liars.

His cock entered my mouth, stretching my jaw real wide. It had a salty wet taste, but somehow it was kinda nice. He began to move his hips and push more of his cock in my mouth. When he did, Mrs. Pitt was back down at my kitty licking my hole again. I was feeling so funny now, the kind of funny where I knew this was wrong but it felt super nice at the same time.

Something took hold of me, and I just grabbed his cock near the base and began to suck on it. I moved my head back and forth, sucking it as hard as I could. He began moaning, and I thought I had hurt him so I looked up. He was grinning down at me, caressing my face.

"That's it, Baby. You are going to make one fine little cocksucker!" he smiled.

That sounded really nasty and really nice at the same time. I sucked him faster and faster because his moans got louder and louder, so I liked knowing I was making him happy. He started to make really strange noises and his hips pushed his cock in my mouth deeper. I was starting to gag because he hit the back of my throat, but I kept going. He gripped my face tight and told me not to stop because he was going to come. I didn't know for sure what that meant, but suddenly he seemed to snap. Something warm and wet shot out of the end of his thingy and into my throat.

I choked on the goo he shot inside my mouth. I needed to get some air, fast! He didn't let up for a few more minutes, and that stuff kept filling my mouth, so I had to swallow it or it would shoot out my nose! It had a salty, bleachy taste and smell.

He pulled out of me, and the tip of his cock shot some more of that white stuff on my face. I licked off what I could and swallowed it all.

"Oh fuck, she's a hot dick licker!" he moaned, falling back on the bed. "Did you loosen things up?" he asked Mrs. Pitt.

"Yeah, I think I stretched her hymen just enough to make this relatively easy," she laughed, pulling some fingers from my kitty. Up until then, I just thought she had had her tongue inside me.

I didn't know what they were talking about, but I had a feeling he was going to do it to me. I knew I was too young for sex, but after all they did to me tonight, it seemed like I wasn't going to be able to stop them. Heck, I didn't want to stop them.

I looked down and saw Mr. Pitt's cock was still really hard, so without anyone asking me to do it, I leaned down and began sucking it again.

"Oh shit! Get a load of that!" Mrs. Pitt said behind me. "She's an eager beaver!"

He moaned and panted and smiled down at me. "Just a few more minutes of that sweetie, and it's time to deflower you."

I sucked and jerked his dick a while longer until it was harder than before. I didn't know that was even possible, but I guess I discovered the secret to making it really stiff. He pulled me off and lifted me in his arms. He placed me down on my back and pulled my legs apart. I wasn't sure what it was going to feel like, but I had heard it was going to hurt a lot, so I bit my lower lip.

He put the tip of his cock against my honey hole and pressed it in a little. His thingy was kinda fat, so it stretched me some. It was uncomfortable, but I nodded to him to continue. He shoved inside me hard, and I thought his cock had gone up into my guts.

"OUCH! OWIE!" I screamed. "It hurts! Stop!"

But he didn't. He pulled out, and then pushed back in again. Mrs. Pitt had gone to the bathroom for a moment and came back with a cold wet towel and placed it on my forehead, kissing my face while Mr. Pitt did it to me.

In and out he went, over and over and over. It hurt a lot the first few minutes, and he wouldn't listen to me when I pleaded with him to stop. I sobbed for a while as he continued to do it to me.

Mr. Pitt is big and muscular, and his cock was like a big baseball bat inside me. It hurt real bad for a bit longer, but then it started to feel better. I mean A LOT better. I guess I stopped crying and had started to make those other noises again.

"She's moaning again, Steven," Mrs. Pitt said as she watched him moving inside me.

"Do you like fucking?" he asked me.

I nodded. It really did feel good.

"Tell me to fuck you, Stacy. Use that word."

I didn't think I could say that word. It's real bad. I shook my head no.

"Go ahead, Honey. Tell Mr. Pitt to fuck your baby pussy!" his wife said as she kissed my face.

"F -------- F -------- Fuck, me, Mr. Pitt."

He smiled. "Say it again, sharper, like you mean it!" he groaned as his cock moved in and out of me faster.

"FUCK ME!" I grunted. "FUCK ME HARD, MR. PITT! FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG COCK!" I screamed.

I had no idea where those words or thoughts came from, but they poured from my lips. He picked up speed when I spit the words out, and what Mrs. Pitt did next was yet another surprise for the night. She straddled my face, her butt at my forehead and her adult pussy right over my lips. She began kissing her husband while he fucked me, and then she pushed her pussy down onto my face. I thought she was going to smother me!

My tongue had a mind of its own and it slipped out and up into her pussy. I thought it was going to be disgusting, but she had a nice gentle smell, and she was really soaking wet like I had been all night. I licked and sucked on her lips, and she returned the appreciation with more hip movement, grinding her pussy down onto me even more.

All the while I licked her, Mr. Pitt fucked me hard and deep. My pussy was gushing again, and I knew that pee pee orgasm thing was going to happen again. Judging from the way Mrs. Pitt's pussy poured all over my face, so was she! This went on for maybe ten more minutes, and I knew I was going to lose it fast.

I started pushing my pussy up to meet every thrust Mr. Pitt made inside me. Mrs. Pitt was mashing my face now, and Mr. Pitt moaned something about coming again. I could barely hear him with his wife's pussy smothering my head.

I think we all did it at the same time, which was cool. Mr. Pitt was slamming into me super hard, and I loved it. My pussy started to gush hard and I flopped up and down like a fish on the shore. That pee pee feeling was intense this time, and when I lost control, I felt Mr. Pitt's cock dumping that white stuff inside me. His wife was slapping her pussy on my face so I grabbed her button with my fingertips. She screeched out loud and shook hard.

It took a few minutes for us all to calm down and pull apart. I was soaking wet and the white stuff poured back out of my kitty. Mrs. Pitt stared to lick it from me which felt real nice. Mr. Pitt kissed me all over my face and mouth, and we even French kissed some more. I felt so special, like a real woman now. When Mrs. Pitt seemed satisfied she had gotten every last drop of the goo from my cunny, she told her husband to get me my treasure.

He went to a bureau drawer and came back with a smile and something shiny gold in his hand. He and his wife placed a small gold chain around my ankle, exactly like the one I saw Erin wearing last night.

"This special ankle bracelet means you are now officially a woman, and a full participating member of the Kiddie Key Klub. Congratulations, Honey!" Mr. Pitt beamed.

He and his wife kissed me some more as I admired the new jewelry. I didn't quite understand all they said about some club, but I knew I couldn't wait to show my daddy the new ankle bracelet!

But before that was going to happen, Mr. and Mrs. Pitt sexed me for a few more hours. Mr. Pitt fucked my asshole too. I didn't think was even possible, and it seemed gross, but once I got used to the pain, I started to like it.

My daddy was right, I was going to enjoy living in our new town!