The next day came quickly after I went to sleep. In the morning, with the sun right over the horizon, I left the palace, with two guards. One was a slim, but strong looking Mexican child, around 9 or 10. Her skin was a nice light brown, and her dark brown hair cascaded prettily to her shoulders. She wore nothing but rings of leaves around her ankles and wrists.

My other guard was dressed the same, except she was Indian. Her dark brown skin went well with her braided black hair, which went down to her ankles. She had soulful brown eyes and a cute, stereotypically Indian face. She was younger than the Mexican, maybe 7 or 8, but she held a serious, stern demeanor.

As we left the palace, my guards guided me along barely detectable paths through the forest. We walked in almost absolute silence, and stopped only when one of us had to relieve ourselves.

After we had walked for almost 4 miles, the path began to clear. The branches no longer threatened to whip us in the face; the roots no longer grew so thickly. The path was more defined. Finally, we came across a clearing that was quite large. In the center there was a large, old, stone pyramid-like structure, somewhat like a ziggurat. It was covered with vines, as if it hadn't been used in a long time. Still, from where we stood, one could see little nude bodies scrambling up and down the steps. Around this massive building were a bunch of smaller, scattered stone buildings, some consisting of one room, some consisting of a few. This whole clearing was surrounded by forest, with barely discernable paths leading into the forest.

As I was observing this feat of architecture, a tiny Asian girl, no older than 8, came to greet us. She, just like the rest of the population here, was totally naked except for some bangles around her ankles and wrists. "Welcome" she said in a quiet, slightly-accented voice. As she said this, her hands feel to her vagina, and she opened her lips, revealing the pink inside.

"We are welcomed", said my two guards, both performing this action. As I ogled at their sexuality, the little Asian one took me by the hand, and led me to the temple. As we walked inside, I noticed the torches on the walls burned brightly, a sign that these girls may not have been as uncivilized as I thought. I was led through a maze of tunnels and rooms, not knowing where I was going. My two guards did not leave me, but followed, and occasionally talked to each other. As the rooms flashed by, I was able to get a glimpse into some of them. They appeared to be living quarters, with a stone bed covered with some thick fabric, a crude desk and chair made out of stone, and a hole in the ground for a restroom. Sometimes there was a girl or two inside, doing many activities, some sexual (sixty-nine action), some not (writing on some stone tablet with some writing utensil). None of the rooms had doors, a feature I took note of.

Finally, after what seemed like years but had probably been less than an hour, we exited the maze of rooms onto what probably took up most of the room in the temple, a huge central open plaza space, with natural light coming in from the windows at the top of the ziggurat. In the center of this plaza space, there was a platform, somewhat like that of Queen Tessa's, except a bit lower. Atop this, a throne, and atop that...Dakota Fanning?

I was stunned. For one thing, I didn't even remember who that was, only that she was famous, and her appearance. But, a closer look told me that the real Dakota Fanning was older, and had a tiny bit thinner cheeks, and shorter hair. Still, if this girl were to star as Dakota in a porno, no one would know the difference.

This girl was, like the rest of them, almost totally naked. Her legs were blatantly spread out, offering anyone who wanted to see a perfect view of her pale, hairless vagina. She had a sort of haughty look, and aimed it directly at me. "Is this it?"

The Asian girl nodded. "Yes, this is the one."

The blonde girl stood up, her hair falling to her buttocks. "I am Queen Lisa, ruler of this realm. I have heard of your exploit with Queen Tessa, and your...difference. Presently, one of my closest advisors is sick, and the doctor, having heard of this mysterious white fluid that you produce, asked for you. Come, we are wasting time." She turned around I ignored the Asian girl's tugging at my hand. "And what do I get out of this?"

Lisa turned around, eyes bright, nostrils flaring. "What do you want?" She asked in a low voice.

I sensed that this might be dangerous ground to tread on, so I lowered my eyes and gave an ambiguous answer. "Perhaps just one, small request, made at my discretion. It would be, of course, your choice to carry it through. I rely on your honor to judge it."

She softened. "Very well, but please come with me quickly. As we wait, my advisor grows ever weaker."

Again the timeless maze, except now, we stopped at one of the rooms, and went in. The stone chair was pulled up to the bed. In the chair sat a redhead, around 9 years old. She had flaming red hair let down to her miniture breasts, a freckled face, and a nice pale body. Her nose was upturned, and her green eyes glowed. She sat with her legs spread out, closely observing the face of the girl lying on the bed, not acknowledging our entrance. The girl on the bed laid almost totally still, the only thing showing she was alive being her chest moving up and down. Her hair was a dark brown, her skin, a lighter brown, and her nipples, the darkest brown. She had a determined looking face, although how I saw this I did not know.

Presently, the redhead looked up. "You, leave", she said, pointing at the Asian, Queen Lisa, and my guards. "I need you", she said, looking at my cock.

After the others had left, she stood. "I'm Becky. So, how does your...organ release its white substance? It is vitally important. Long I have searched for a cure for Rachel here", she gestured to the brunette, "and long I could not find one, until I came across an ancient writing that depicted an organ such as yours releasing a substance that was white colored. This substance, when treated correctly, should have curative properties...I believe it was referred to as...cum?"

"Yeah", I said, "I can give you cum. But to release it, I'll need-"

"I am familiar with the process", she interrupted. "Let us begin. Firstly, I'll need to treat it..."

On the table, there were various glass and stone containers filled with dried plants, liquids, and all kinds of random things. She took a small blue glass vial of liquid and a stone bowl full of a ground greenish substance. She took a pinch of the green substance and added it to another empty small stone bowl. Becky then filled it with the liquid from the blue vial, which was quite thick, although clear.

After she had sufficiently mixed both items, she turned to me. I had been awkwardly standing there, my dick at full attention from all that I had gone through. Becky scooped up some of the goop with her fingers, and slowly began rubbing it over my cock. It was not cold as I expected; instead, it was actually quite warm. While she carefully applied this warm substance, I felt my dick growing even bigger. It pulsated, the veins standing out. After she was done, it was almost an inch longer, and almost solid red. Becky stuck her tender tongue out, took a tentative lick, and nodded.

She then stood up, turned around, and put her hands on her chair so her ass and her pussy faced me. She gestured to her ass. "I want you to rub right there-no, not there, there!-with that stuff. Make sure you get it as deep as possible. Then, put that...cock? cock, in it."

I was afraid that this might hurt her, but decided that I trusted her judgment. Scooping the viscous substance carefully with my fingers, I applied a light layer on the rim of her asshole. To my surprise, it made her asshole less tight. She showed no obvious emotion, but, by the way her legs barely shivered and how her lips twitched, she was eager and impatient to get it started.

So I took my time. After I applied the liquid to the outer ring, I slowly stuck my finger in, and used it to rub the stuff all over the inside of her ass. But I did it slowly, relishing the tightness, and how it grew barely looser by the second. I loved the smell of her vagina (somewhat flowery, as if she had stuffed dandelions up there), and so I took my time.

By the time I was finished, her vagina and ass were leaking with impatience. Small rivulets of lubricant ran down the inside of her legs, and she was biting her cheeks. Finally, I could do it. Raising my cock to her ass, I pressed the head against the (now loose) opening, and pushed it in. It felt tight, but I could very easily push it in further. So I did.

In the end, it all fit, all the way to the base. I marveled at her face, which held the same expression of satisfaction and impatience that it had held since I began to push my cock in.

Now I began to move. I moved quite fast, my hips thrusting in and out the fastest I could go. The wet slapping noise of sex filled the air, followed shortly by my grunts of exertion and her moans of pain and pleasure.

Soon, she reached her climax. Her toes and back arched, and her legs twitched even harder. Becky threw back her head as if to scream, like the other two, but instead, just kept her teeth gritted so hard I thought she might break them. Her asshole grew a lot tighter, so that I barely was able to keep moving at the speed I did. Not long after, I released my load as well. Just like the other two, it was almost of unimaginable proportions, so much that a few big drops feel out of her ass. Surprisingly, she was able to keep it in.

After I withdrew, Becky, stayed how she was for a while, eyes closed tight in concentration as she held the cum in her ass. Then slowly, very slowly, she turned and began to climb on the bed. She must have felt like the Niagara was about to burst from between her legs! But after what looked like enormous effort on her part, she positioned herself over Rachel's mouth. She gently opened Rachel's mouth, and sat right on it. Becky then looked at me. "Well? What're you waiting for? Do it!"

"Do what?" I asked dumbly.

Becky glared at me, almost as much in desperation as in annoyance. "Stick that" *points at cock* "in there" *points at Rachel's pussy*. "Then, when she's about to cum, you'll know by the way the inside feels. Tell me, so I can release it into her." Becky groaned, as if she could hold it no longer.

So I stuck my cock into an underage pussy for the second time that day. Interestingly enough, my cock had not even gone partway limp after the first cum tsunami. It was still quite swollen, and ready for action. Rachel's vagina was very hot, almost as if her fever had gone down there. As I began to move, sweet little Becky turned to face me, opened her legs, and stuck her finger inside her pussy.

I nearly went wild. Thrusting like a madman, I leaned forward, over Rachel's body, and sucked and licked Becky's vagina so hard I bit it several times. Becky herself was having a hard time too. Facing skyward with her eyes closed, she moaned and screamed so sexually, you would have thought this was her first time ever (it may have well been).

Soon enough, I felt Rachel's pussy began to move. She tensed, and relaxed, tensed, and relaxed, giving an interesting feel. Her legs began to twitch as well, and her stomach tensed, and relaxed with the inside of her pussy. Lifting my head from Becky's tender vagina, I looked at her. From the looks of her face, and the tenderness and wetness of her pussy, she had been about to squirt. Still, I shouted, "Becky! Rachel is about to cum!"

Becky gave a little nod, her eyes still closed. She moved one of her hands, from where it had been supporting her, to her ass. She opened her emerald green eyes, looked at me clearly, and shoved all five fingers into her ass.

The effect was immediate. She had been holding a lot of cum in a little space. It didn't just drip out, it poured out. The white sticky cum fell directly into Rachel's mouth, who, unbelievably, swallowed it, although she still seemed unconscious.

It had an effect on me too. Although I had not felt like I needed to blow a load, as Becky's fingers entered her tight asshole, I shot out any remaining cum I had left. Although it was nothing compared to what Becky had held in her ass, it was still enough to force Rachel's pussy lips wide enough to let some out. When we were both done, we stepped back together to survey our work. Rachel had gotten a good mouthful of cum, which she was now drinking, her throat moving. Some had gotten into her glossy brown hair, and some on her pale brown cheeks, but there was nothing we could do about that. Her pussy leaked some cream as well.

As we watched, Rachel began to stir. At first, she began to cough, her eyes flickering open. As she sat up, she scooped whatever cum she could off her face and into her mouth. Rachel seemed to ignore the cum coming out of her pussy, and turned to address Becky directly. "How long have I been out?", she asked in a strong, although girlish, voice, the voice of a child who has been convinced that they are in charge.

"About a week, Rachel", Becky responded calmly, her face the same mask it was before.

Rachel's eyes widened. Without delay, she sprinted out of the room and down the hallway, her pussy dripping my sperm all along the way.

"Someone's gonna hafta clean that up", I snickered, watching her go. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my lower back. I turned around, and saw Becky gazing at me expectantly. Her eyes were filled with intense desire, and her other hand was fiddling with her nipple. "You know", she said in low voice, filled with want, "you never let me finish..."

She sat back on the chair, this time facing me, and held her arms open. "Oh please finish it, my lord!" she said yearningly. I felt my cock getting hard for the third time that day, and smiled.