It had been almost two months since Candy moved in with us. I wanted her to start sleeping in my bed right away, but she was terrified of being caught and sent right back to the shelter. I acceded and let her sleep in her own room. I also think she just wanted some time to enjoy having her own sanctuary with many of the luxuries that I have always had and taken for granted. Our bedrooms were next to each other and we shared a buddy bath

Despite that little setback, we became very close and I thought that I really had come to love her. From the very first moment I met her, Candy has been completely and brutally honest with me. She loves me and she's very affectionate. We hug and kiss all the time and we're always holding hands. As for sex, Candy has been smarter than a junkyard dog. She has yet to give me either her pussy or her ass, but she sucks my cock and enjoys it. She has no compulsion about swallowing my cum or drinking my piss; and it doesn't matter if it comes from my cock or from some girl's just fucked pussy or asshole.

She does submit to me, but she isn't at the point where she's totally submissive to me like I'd want. I do, on occasion, make her shit for me and that humiliates her. I get hard as a rock watching her asshole push out and slowly expand as that turd slowly emerges and drops into the toilet. I imagine it's my cock spreading her open. She certainly likes peeing in my mouth and getting her pussy licked and her clitty sucked!

Being a spoiled rich kid who usually gets what he wants, I wanted to make good on my deal with Candy that I owned her completely and on that night I was going to assert my dominance over her.. After dinner I told her to be in my room in ten minutes, naked and on her knees waiting for me. She cocked her head and looked at me as if to say, "What the fuck do you have up your sleeve?" I looked at her sternly and she acquiesced and nodded saying "Yes, Tommy."

I watched TV for about twenty minutes and drank a quart of iced tea. I wanted to make sure that Candy would be kneeling and ready for a while because she didn't know when I'd be entering the bedroom; I also wanted a full bladder when the festivities started. When I finally opened my bedroom door, Candy was kneeling erect and beautifully naked next to my bed facing the door with her head down submissively and her hands by her sides. I thought Candy was a very, very pretty girl. She wasn't beautiful like Colleen, but she was pretty damn close. Her facial features were predominantly white with a thin, small pug nose and full, but not large lips; kind of like the Angelina Jolie type. She had a beautiful Café au Lait skin tone. Except for her chest, she looked just like a seven year-old third grader. Candy didn't have any tits, but she had those slightly bulbous puffy nipple swellings that I guess you would call breast buds that protruded about an inch or so from her chest. Those swellings were super sensitive and she always wore a T-shirt or a camisole to keep those sensitive buds from being rubbed by her clothing. When sucking or fondling them I had to be very gentle or they would become irritated and sore.

Her pussy was totally devoid of hair and silky smooth. She had a sleek looking pussy with thin outer lips, no inner lips to speak of and a pronounced hood at the top of her crease. I was probably going to have to get her some surgery to correct her clit hood because it seemed to me to be too large and her clit would never fully expose itself without manually pulling the hood back over the tip of her clit. But once exposed, that little button was very, very sensitive.

She looked beautiful kneeing there and I said to her as I closed the door, "You look beautiful kneeling there Sister waiting for my pleasure."

I saw her smile even though her head was down and she replied, "Thank you, Tommy; I'm happy you think I'm beautiful."

I walked to the bed and stopped right in front of her. I dropped my shorts exposing my slender four inch dick. At ten, I hadn't grown a whole lot and like Candy, I was kind of small for my age. My dick was about as thick as a grown man's finger and about 4 or 4 ½ inches long, but it had served me well and brought many a young girl to orgasm. After undressing I turned and faced my kneeling foster sister with my cock inches away from her face.

She leaned forward and sucked my cock into her mouth like a good little girl and began to swirl her tongue around the head. As she worked on me orally, I said to her, "You have something that belongs to me and tonight I'm going to take it from you."

She started to pull off of my cock and say something, but I held her head and said, "Keep working that cock. Play with your pussy while you're at it"

I silently watched her as she worked her tongue over, under and around my cock head. Her hand dropped and she began to slowly jill herself. I began again saying, "I'm very proud that you have tried you best to become a good cocksucker for me. You're good ‒ very good. And I must admit that you have proven yourself and obtained some excellent little girls for my pleasure including a tiny baby; that was boss! Having said that, you still have something that belongs to me; I want it and I'm going to take it tonight. Do you know what that is?"

Candy stopped sucking and shook her head with my dick still in her mouth. I said, "If you remember, and I know you do, when we made our agreement, you said that if I got you out of the shelter and into my home as a foster child, and I promised to love you and marry you, I would own you. Do you remember saying that?"

Candy nodded while loudly hissing her breaths through her nose. "Good girl," I said, "I knew you'd remember." After a few moments silence I asked, "Do I own you Candice Miller?" She nodded again. "So," I began again as I gently stroked her left breast bud, "that means that these tiny little titties are mine right?"

I gave her puffy nipple a gentle squeeze and she groaned and nodded. She gave my cock a couple of sucks and swallowed. I asked her "And that pussy you're playing with; that's mine also, isn't it?" She nodded again with a mouthful of cock. "Amd I guess that means that that tiny little pucker between those little girl butt checks is mine too, right?"

With tears running down her cheeks, Candy nodded. I backed away from her and my cock slipped from her mouth. She dropped her head submissively and I asked her "Do you love me Candy?"

She nodded and said softly, "Yes Tommy, you know I love you. I've proven I love you. I'd go to jail getting you little girls I love you so much. I'll never leave you Tommy, never. I'll never let another guy touch me; I'm yours Tommy, now and forever." She covered her face with her hands and cried.

I stepped to her and hugged her to me. I stroked her hair and said, "I love you too, Candy. I'm gonna marry you when we get older and I'm gonna put a baby in your belly and you're gonna give me a daughter to fuck, aren't you?"

"Yes Tommy. I'll hold our daughter's pussy lips open and feed your cock into her. I'll even spread her open so you can fuck her asshole."

"Well, Baby, tonight, it's your pussy and ass I'm gonna fuck. I'm taking what's mine and claiming you. From this night on, if you are ever unfaithful to me or you stop doing what you've promised to do, I'll buy a pit bull, put you in a cage and make you live the rest of your life as a dog's bitch. Do you understand?"

"Yes Tommy, I understand. I promise I'll never be unfaithful to you and I'll do everything in my power to get you the girls you desire. I'll have your babies and give you daughters to fuck. If I have a boy, I'll give him up for adoption or raise and fuck him if that's what you what."

"Good girl, now let's go to the bathroom; you need to shit and make room for me."

Candy rose quietly and walked to the bathroom. She lifted the seat and lid on the commode, stepped up on the rim and turned around to face me. She squatted deeply and spread her legs so I could clearly see her vulva and rectum. I asked her, "Is your Pussy wet; it looks like it?"

"Yes Tommy, I'm wet for you."

"Good girl. Now play with my pussy and beg me to let you shit for me."

Candy started to diddle her clit with her thumb and finger her pussy with her middle finger and began to beg. "Please Tommy, let me shit for you and clean out my ass so you can fill it with your cum and piss."

"Okay Baby, shit for me."

Candy gritted her teeth, bore down and grunted trying to defecate in front of me. I saw her sphincter slowly start to distend and flower open as the tip of a turd started to poke out of her rectum. It took her a few minutes, but she did her business as she masturbated. The humiliation mixed with the sensations of clitoral and vaginal stimulation and working her anal muscles all culminated in her suddenly having an intense climax. Her orgasm took both of us by surprise and she almost slipped off the toilet.

I told her to go back and lie on the bed on her back. I was going to take her cherry first then fill her anally. When I walked into the bedroom, Candy was lying on the bed with her legs spread open and masturbating. I crawled up the bed between her legs and started to put my cock into her crease and at her vaginal; opening. She quickly grabbed my cock firmly right behind the head and blocked any penetration. She looked at me with imploring eyes and said, "Tommy, I need your promise; your marriage promise. Promise me you won't use me and throw me away."

I smiled down at her and said, "Candice Miller, you are mine. You belong to me: mind, body and soul. I will marry you, impregnate you and die with you. You have my word on that."

She smiled, released my dick and said, "Then take what's yours."

I pushed into her and boy; she was as tight as three year-old Latisha! Her hymen must have been really soft because I plowed right through it and Candy gave just a slight wince as I pushed through it. Once I was buried to the root in my lover's virgin pussy I asked her if she was alright. She nodded and said, "Just a pinch; I hardly felt it at all."

We smiled at each other and then I withdrew and started to slowly build up a rhythm. Our eyes never left each other's as we began our love dance. She studied me and paid close attention to my moves because she began to move with me. As I thrust into her she would rotate her hips up and try to accept as much of me as she could. It only took a few minutes and she was cumming on my cock as I was spurting my offering into her willing and accepting pussy. I pulled out and crawled up and let my newly claimed slave clean my cock.

I warmed a washcloth and reverently cleaned my future wife's pussy and we cuddled for a while. Candy was afraid my mother would come in and catch us, but I told her that even if she did, I'd take care of it.

When I was ready again, I began to make love to my mulatto princess. I began my laying butterfly kisses all over her face. I kissed up the side of her neck and sucked her earlobe into my mouth. She gasped and shuddered for a moment.

I then kissed my way down her sternum and then kissed my way over to her left nipple. I gently kissed it and licked around it lightly. Candy arched her back to push her chest into my mouth and I gently sucked her nipple into my mouth and nursed for a few minutes. I kissed my way over and paid homage to her right one. After a few minutes of attention to her right breast bud, I headed south.

After thoroughly eating her pussy to two orgasms I started rimming her anal ring. After getting her relaxed and accepting my anal intrusions with my tongue, I started to lick her perineum as I slowly inserted my middle finger up her ass. Candy grunted when I poked through her anal ring and sank about two inches inside her.

I slowly started to finger fuck her ass and she was warming up to it by fucking herself on my finger in time with my thrusts. As she heated up and was near an anally induced orgasm, I pulled out of her ass. Candy was now in a tizzy! She wanted the penetration and was getting close to having her first anal cum, and then I suddenly took away the stimulation.

I climbed up and growled out, "Pull your legs up and open; present that ass to me!" Candy quickly pulled her legs back and open. She knew what I wanted and she begged "Do it! Do it you fucker, fuck my ass and make me your bitch! Come on Tommy, I need it. Fuck my ass!"

I chuckled at her frustration and as I seated my cock to her dimpled star I said, "Here it is Bitch, take it all!"

My cock may not be big and fat, but I put every single millimeter of it into her in one, forceful lunge. She grunted deeply as I bottomed out. Being thirteen and more physically mature, I started to bang that ass hard and fast. All the girls Candy had gotten me to fuck were small three to five year-olds and you can't plough away in a small girl like that, even with a four-inch dick, without causing some damage.

Candy was grunting loudly every time I bottomed out. She'd pull her legs back so I could get as deep as I could into her. As both of us got nearer and nearer to cumming, Candy became more vocal. She'd grunt loudly with a sort of squeak. When the peak came, she cried out "Oh gawd Tommy, I'm cumming!

After I'd calmed down, I slowly relaxed my bladder muscles and starting filling Candy's intestines. Candy was lying there with her hands behind her knees, and had her legs pulled back with me buried in her ass to the hilt. She closed her eyes and shuddered as my hot piss filled her guts.

When I'd finished, I slowly started to pull out of her and said, "Close up tight; if you spill a drop on the floor I'll beat your ass black and blue, got it?"

Whimpering, Candy nodded and groaned out, "I'm so full I feel like I'm going to burst!"

It was kind of funny to watch my pretty mulatto princess try to scoot off the bed without dripping anything on the bed. We laughed as I followed her into the bathroom. She waddled real funny like with her finger pressed against her butt hole to prevent an accident. She'd no sooner spun around and started to sit on the toilet when she let loose with a huge, loud wet farting explosion. I slid to the floor I was laugh so hard. She didn't think it was so funny because with each pulsing explosion she felt a strong stomach cramp.

After she'd shit all she was going to, we got in the shower and cleaned up. From that night on, Candy slept in my bed. It's weird how we develop the feelings we do towards certain people, isn't it? I mean, I set out to use Candy. I never expected to have any real feelings for her, even though I told her on the first day we had lunch at school and worked out our "arrangement", I planned on simply using her. I fully intended to fuck her until either she dumped me or I got tired and dumped her.

Her ability to get me all those little girls made me want to keep her around for selfish reasons, but I still intended to use her. Now, lying here with her in my arms after she vowed that I owned her mind body and soul; and how she promised to even go to jail for me, I knew I loved her. I really loved her. Somehow, she had wormed her way into my heart and now I was the one who was owned. I think she already knows we have a symbiotic relationship where I guess we "own" each other

If Mom knew about us, she never let on. She treats Candy like a real daughter. Sometimes they would have a "girls' day out" and go shopping and out to lunch. Me, I had to fend for myself on those occasions. One day when I was sixteen, while Candy was working at the shelter, Mom and I had a long talk.

I told her about Candy and me, how much we loved each other and that we've been sleeping together and have been intimate from the time she moved in. Mom said she suspected we fooled around, but she wasn't shocked. I asked her to keep it between her and me, but that we were going to continue as we were and that when I turned eighteen, we were going to get married. She nodded and said that I couldn't have found a better and more faithful girl to marry.

At sixteen, I hadn't grown much. I was now five-feet eight inches tall and weighed about 150 pounds. As for my dick, well I guess you could say I'm like a kosher hot dog: kind of long and skinny. I'm about 6 ½ inches long and maybe an 1 ½ in diameter; not too fat at all. It's great for fucking little girls. I've slipped inside three year olds without too much trouble and just last month I fucked a little two year-old Latino bitch in the ass. She wasn't having fun, but she wasn't in any pain. I loved every minute of it. For two, she sure had a deep ass! I got almost four inches inside her before I had to back off a little; a three inch stroke in a two year-old ass... wow, what a nut!

At almost eighteen, Candy hasn't changed at all. It seems she's got some genetic disease called hypo-something unpronounceable. Anyway, she's got what they call in layman's terms "interrupted stage 1 puberty." She started puberty, but somehow her glands stopped making the hormones and she stopped going through puberty. The only signs of change are those puffy nipple breast buds she had when I met her. She gets a period every two or three months. In fact, I could count on one hand the number of periods she's had in the six years I've known her. The doctor said her chances of ever getting pregnant are like a million to one: not impossible, but darn near improbable so we don't use any protection.

Mom took her to a bunch of specialists and they put her on hormones, but she started to grow cysts on her ovaries so they had to stop the hormone treatments. They figured it was better to look like a little girl all your life than to get cancer. Besides, having a wife who will be a little girl all her life is a pedophile's dream. Candy was thrilled because she knew I wouldn't lose my sexual attraction for her. I thought she was the prettiest black girl I'd ever seen; even if she was of mixed race.

On her eighteenth birthday I told Candy that Mom knew the truth about our relationship and she was very happy that we wanted to marry. She was very happy to know Mom thought that she was the perfect choice for my wife. From that night on, we slept together as man and wife.

We had a family tragedy a few weeks after my sixteenth birthday. My Aunt Kathy, my mom's baby sister and her husband were killed in an auto accident. Their deaths orphaned my three year-old cousin named Esther. Because of our financial independence, Mom accepted legal custody of Esther and she came to live with us.

When Candy and I found out that we were getting a preschool little girl at our disposal, as you can imagine we were very excited. Before she came to live with us, Candy and I sneaked a peak at her custody papers and her medical records. Esther was a plump little three year-old at 38 inches tall and 40 pounds. She had green eyes and strawberry blonde hair. Candy and I both thought she was a little cutie! She even had those little "fatty" cone-like titties with pointy little nipples!

Esther was the prettiest little butterball you've ever seen. She was teething so she was always drooling. Her lips were always wet and she had a drop of that clear slobber hanging off of her bottom lip. It made me groan every time I looked at her imagining that she had my cum dripping out of her mouth. There is something about cum that just makes my dick harder than a piece of iron!

It's one thing to fuck a girl or make her suck you off, but it's so fucking hot to see your cum dripping from her pussy or asshole. In my opinion, the only think kinkier and sexier than a pussy or anal creampie on a little girl is that it's mind blowing to see a little girl take a cumshot on her tongue or see it shoot into her mouth and make her swallow it! What makes it even hotter is the knowledge that YOUR cum is the first she tastes or get's her cunt and ass filled with.

It's as if you've somehow claimed her and made her yours when she's had your cum dumped into one of her holes, but I digress...

Getting back to Esther, Candy and I didn't waste any time in claiming that little fatty as our full time plaything. She had been in the house for less than an hour and I had her sitting on my lap and I put my finger in her mouth and told her to suck. Like a good little girl, she sucked on it like a lollipop. When I pulled my finger out with a pop and told her what a good girl she was, she smiled with those wet lips and that drop of slobber hanging from her bottom lip. Boy, the imagery was enough to make my dickhead hurt! Candy just giggled and said, "Boy, you don't waste any time in checking out her oral skills do ya?"

That evening, Mom asked Candy to give her a bath and put her to bed. Needless to say, Candy sat on the toilet and watched while I bathed the little plumper and checked out her tasty morsels up close and personal. Esther wasn't just plump, she was borderline fat. She had the fattest pussy lips I'd ever seen on a three year-old girl and thanks to Candy, I'd seen a few. Her crease was deep with no inner lips, just at the top of her slit where her hood faded into the sides of her slit. Esther took to being fondled and caressed like a duck to water. When I slid a slippery, soapy finger into her crease, her eyes got real big and she stood perfectly still with those wet lips open in surprise. When I dragged that slippery finger over her tiny tingle button a few times, she smiled, squatted a little and spread her legs a little more. As I diddled her clitty I asked her, "Does that feel good, Sweetie?"

Smiling, she nodded and said, "Uh huh."

I leaned in and sucked her little cone-shaped titty into my mouth and began to nurse. She giggled and pushed her little pussy into my hand as I continued to diddle her. I pulled off of her little milk bag and began sliding my other hand up and down the deep crease of her fat little butt cheeks. I circled her little dimple a few times and she squatted a tiny bit more. I thought, This fat little butterball likes her shit hole played with. My kinda girl!!

I pushed my finger right into her ass about two inches. She grunted and her sphincter muscle started to flutter open and closed around my finger like crazy! This little whore actually started to pump her ass on my finger! She'd raise up a little and then squat back down, impaling her fat little ass on my finger. I wondered if her daddy had taught her a few things. After a minute or so, I pushed the rest of my forefinger all the way up her rectum. I groaned; four inches inside a three year-olds ass, I just had to cum!

I pulled my finger out of her ass and put it in her mouth and said, "Suck it clean, Baby."

Damn if she didn't suck it without a second thought! I peeled my pants down around my knees, knelt up to the tub and pulled her head towards my throbbing cock. I told her "Suck it Esther! Suck my cock; suck it good!"

Like a champ she took my cock in both of her fat little hands and opened her mouth. I pushed about two inches into her mouth and she started sucking like a Dyson vacuum! I was totally shocked when she started to pump my cock like a two dollar whore as she sucked for gold! I closed my eyes, thanked her daddy for bringing her up right and enjoyed my baby cousin's wet, warm mouth. She was so good, I only lasted a few minutes and couldn't help but pump into her mouth and fuck her face. Her fat cheeks would bulge out and she gagged a couple of times when I got a little enthusiastic, but she hung in there like a champ. I felt my nuts start to pull up and I groaned out, 'Oh yeah, Sweetie, here it comes!"

I pushed into her mouth and fired off the first powerful spurt. She swallowed it like a champ, but choked on the next one when I pushed too far into the back of her mouth. She gagged and blew that salvo out of both nostrils, but as I shot off the third spurt, she'd regained herself and swallowed like her life depended on it and quickly drank down the last two. .

I pulled out of my little cocksucker's mouth and she grinned from ear-to-ear with those two nodules of cum dripping out of her nostrils like snot. Little Esther saw a large drop collect at the tip of my cock and she leaned in and licked it off. She then licked her upper lip the way kids do when they have a cold and a runny nose. I smiled and said to her, "You're such a good girl! You love that cum, don't you, Baby? You're gonna be my personal cum slut aren't you'

She grinned and licked her lips. She did me so well I was gonna return the favor and quickly snatched the butterball out of the tub and wrapped her in a towel. I stood her on the bed and dried her off then laid her down on her back.

Her daddy must have been a one-way motherfucker because she looked confused and didn't know what to expect. I pulled her legs back and open and exposed that fat, ripe juicy little pussy. I told Candy to hold her legs open. After Candy grabbed her two ankles and opened her up, I leaned in and peeled open those fat lips and started to eat my little cousin's freshly washed pussy. When I took that first swipe up her entire crease, she gasped out loud. After the third lick, she had two handfuls of hair and was pulling my head into her as she dug her heels into my shoulders and thrust her fat peach up into my mouth.

Esther, like all girls, simply loved having her pussy licked! But the greatest gift her daddy gave me was when I looked at her vaginal opening and guess what? You got it; my new, fat little cum slut didn't have a hymen! She was already wet and slick with my saliva and I realized I was harder than a tent peg. I smiled at the little butterball and said to her, "Well Sweetie, looks like you get a 'Welcome to the family' fuck. Cousin Tommy is gonna shoot his cum right in your fat little pussy!"

I don't know why but chubby or heavier girls have a bigger pussy than the tiny skinny ones do. Anyway, I seated my cock head to Esther's vaginal opening and gave a gentle push. After a minute of gentle pressing and continuous pressure, the head of my cock slipped in. It didn't 'pop' inside of her, but it was really cool to see her pussy ever so slowly start to flower open and my cock head slowly sink inside her three year-old cunt. Mmmm... good stuff!

After a few minutes of gentle fucking I had worked four of my six inches inside Esther's fat little treasure before I bumped her cervix (which she didn't like at all, I might add). I pulled back a hair and then started stoking my cock in and out of her and giving her a proper fuck. Holy moly, hers was exactly like a three year-old pussy was supposed to feel like - tighter than a tourniquet! Candy, meanwhile, was holding both legs wide open and as I worked up to a gentle rhythm, I started diddling Esther's tingle button. I could see her change as her arousal began to build.

I could see her cheeks and her chest in between her titties start to get a rosy pink color and her breathing started to deepen into pants that coincided with my pumping. She'd kind of hoot with each thrust; when I'd hit the bottom of my stroke she'd "ugh, ugh, ugh..."

The clitoral stimulation started to work on her and she would thrust her pussy up at me and her vaginal muscles would tighten around my withdrawing cock as if she wanted to prevent me from pulling out. After about fifteen minutes of gentle fucking, I could feel Esther start to cum before it actually happened..

She began to pant deeply and quickly, her eyes started to widen and her vaginal muscles started to ripple up and down the length of my cock. When she tipped over the edge and came, her cunt locked up and just started gripping and releasing my cock in hard, fluttering spasms. This caused my nuts to pull up and I groaned out to Candy, "She's cumming and I'm right with her!"

Little Esther squealed out and like a stuck pig, and arched her back as her pussy locked up around my spurting cock. She held me so tight it was actually a little painful as I spurted what was left in my balls into her clenching pussy! Her pussy would clench then release; clench then release. It did this several times and each time I would dry fire in response to her pussy's muscle contractions. Wow! That was some gooood pussy!

As I slowly pulled out of the exhausted three year-old, Candy snorted, "Get the fuck outta the way! I wanna suck your cum outta her!"

I quickly rolled out of the way as Candy spun around and was sucking Esther's freshly fucked cunt before the toddler knew what was happening. The poor kid must have been over sensitive because she tried to push Candy's mouth off of her pussy, but Candy wasn't going to be denied.

The little tyke squirmed and Candy sucked and after a few minutes, Candy had drained Esther's cum-filled pussy and had licked her clean. Our new plaything was asleep before I could wipe her freshly fucked cunt with a warm cloth. I put her in between us and we went to bed and turned out the light.

I told Candy, "She belongs to both of us. By this time next week, she'll fuck me in any hole I want and we'll teach her how to eat your pussy too."

"Oh Tommy, can we? I'd love to have her lips locked onto my pussy!"

'Anything for you, Baby! You just need to play the big sister role with Mom so she doesn't get too suspicious."

"I will, Tommy; I know just what to do. By the way, I don't know about other guys, but even though you seem to shoot a lot of cum, how would you like to shoot massive loads of cum into Esther and the other girls I get for you"

"The more cum the better, but how to you plan to increase my cum production?"

"The same way porn stars do it," she said as she leaned over our little butterball and kissed me. "I think it is so hot to see you shoot a huge load into those little girls' mouths or see it bubbling out of their cunts and asses. I love sucking it out of them."

"Yeah," I agreed, "you enjoy sucking it out of them as much as I love shooting it in them. But you still haven't said how I can produce more cum."

"There are some amino acids like L-Arginine, L-Lysine and zinc oxide you can take along with pre-digested protein."

"Yuck," I replied with a shiver, "what the fuck is predigested protein?"

"It's a powder. You mix it with milk and raw eggs and make a milkshake out of it. Body builders use it."

"Where did you hear about this?"

"I've been doing some research on the subject. I was just wondering if it was possible for you to make more cum and decided to look into it. They've found ways to do all kinds of shit. Did you know they can make a young girl produce milk and breast feed even without ever having been pregnant or had a kid?"

The thought of drinking a "power milkshake" and being able to shoot gobs of cum into little girls was a real turn on. I broke the dark silence with one last question, "Does it come in chocolate?"

Candy giggled in the dark and replied, "If it doesn't there's always Hershey's syrup."

I rolled over and said, "Works for me."

Little Esther took to being abused like she was born to be a cumslut! One week after she had arrived, I had already pumped a quart of cum into her three holes and she took every drop with a smile. She absolutely loved anal sex and she could almost take six inches of cock up her fat little ass! I loved holding her head back and shooting spurts of cum onto her outstretched tongue and into her gaping mouth. Like a good little cumslut she didn't swallow until I told her to.

I didn't know for sure because her parents were dead, but it seemed that her daddy began abusing her, but was one-way about it. When Candy and I started to give her pleasure, she drank it up and would do anything for an orgasm. Amazingly, after two weeks of stimulation, she was constantly wet and practically begged to be stimulated. I was going to enslave this fat little whore and breed her after she had her first period, it didn't matter if she first bled at 8, she was gonna get knocked up!

But human nature being what it is, Esther started to lose her appeal after a few months of fucking the little butterball senseless. Candy used her almost daily. Esther quickly became adept at eating pussy and learned to do it just the way Candy liked it. Candy wasn't one-way about it either. Candy would lick Esther's fat, plump puss and drive the little urchin crazy. Within 6 months, Esther was a bona fide bisexual cumslut and was very easily brought to orgasm either by me or Candy.

Candy wasn't lying when she said that taking those chocolate shakes and some pills from GNC would increase my semen production. They were essentially vitamins and amino acids that the human body produces naturally, but in small quantities. I could almost fill a shot glass three times a day. If I came twice within a few hours, I could still produce enough to fill a little girl's pussy. I was impressed!

Right after Candy's eighteenth birthday, she was hired by the Department of Social services. She worked part time until she graduated high school and then went to work as a case worker full time. Candy had years of experience working in the shelter and taking care of kids. She made sure I was the one to give all the young girls their primary education in becoming little whores.

One Monday right after school let out for the summer, Mom took Esther to her sister's house to visit and they would be gone for a few days. Mom knew that Candy and I were like a married couple even though I was just sixteen. Candy was eighteen and on that day Mom left her in charge. I was feeling rather perverted and asked Candy is she had a little whore we could abuse for the day.

She grinned and asked me "How perverted do you feel?"

"Hmm funny that you ask; to tell you the truth, I've been thinking that I'd like to knock up an elementary schoolgirl. You know; a girl that's maybe eight or nine and bleeding already?"

"What the fuck is it with you? You come up with the strangest shit. Like, how am I supposed to find a fertile, fucking eight year-old?"

I shrugged and said wryly, "I don't know, it's just one of those perverted thoughts bouncing around in my head."

"Well, she replied, "there's one major problem with that."

"What?"

"DNA you idiot; you knock up a little girl and your DNA is growing in the little bitch's belly."

"Hmmm, you need to know where to start looking before they could ever find me, right?"

Shaking her head, Candy left the room waving a dismissing hand saying, "Let me see what I can find out. There's got to be an angle here somewhere..."

I knew what she was going to do. She'd call a couple of shelters. She had made good friends with some of the young girls that lived in the shelters, but went to public school just like she did. Girls talk among themselves and a fourth or fifth grader that had gotten her period would be big news among girls at school.

I watched some toddler porn on the computer and gently stroked my dick. Candy hadn't let me down yet and I was pretty sure she could find some precocious little bitch that would spread her legs for a few bucks.

Sure enough, an hour later she came into the bedroom smiling and waving a piece of paper. I turned to her and asked, "Well, did you find the mother of my child?"

Candy chuckled and replied, "Maybe, put that boner back in your pants, grab some cash and let's go. I may have found a girl, but we'll have to talk to her."

"What's her name?"

"Mirabelle Santiago."

"Where's she live?"

"Little Havana; she's a nine year-old Latina fourth grader at William Lehman Elementary. A classmate of hers said she just finished her second period a week or so ago."

We got in the car and made the half hour drive to her neighborhood; boy, did it look rough. We stopped and parked in the middle of the block a few doors down from her address. There were three young girls sitting on the stoop of the house next to where we were looking for. Candy walked up to the girls and spoke in fluent Spanish.

Come to find out, one of them was Mirabelle. After conversing with the girls for a few minutes, two of them said goodbye to the third girl and they walked down the street and around the block. Candy walked Mirabelle over to where I was standing and introduced us.

Mirabelle was a very pretty ‒ and very tiny ‒ nine year-old girl who didn't look a day over seven! In fact, she was a cunt-hair under Beautiful with a capital "B"! She looked to me to be just under four feet tall and if she was 45 or 50 pounds soaking wet she weighed a ton, that's how tiny she was! The two tiny puffy points that poked out of the front of her tight crop top were the only indication that she was old enough to have reached menarche. For a girl so small, most of her height was legs: long slender legs. If they were any skinnier, they'd be spindly. I thought she was simply adorable.

She smiled when we were introduced and I asked her if she was hungry. She said she hadn't eaten since school of Friday, three days and was famished. I asked her about her parents. She said her mom was crashed out unconscious. She'd gotten a fix after her last john left last night. I thought, "This couldn't be better! A junkie whore mother! I know how to play this one."

We got in the car and Candy drove to a Denny's Restaurant while Mirabelle and I sat in the back seat. I asked her if she had a boyfriend and she laughed. She said, "What do you think? I look like a little second grader! The only time I've been approached was by some old pervert wanting me to play with his tiny dick."

I asked her if her mom was very strict with her and would she get in trouble if she were out late. She replied, "My mom couldn't give a rat's ass about what I do or where I go. She doesn't even care if I eat. She'll spend her trick money on drugs. As long as she's got her fix, she doesn't care about anything or anyone else."

I asked her, "Mirabelle, how would you like a boyfriend?"

She looked at me and smirked saying, "Why do you ask, are you volunteering?"

"As a matter of fact I am."

She shook her head and said, "How old are you? Why do you want to mess around with a kid like me? I'm sure you could get plenty of girls older and prettier than me."

"I'm sixteen and I like tiny girls like you. Second, I think you're pretty, very pretty; beautiful in fact. I would be proud to say you're my girlfriend."

"What do you want from me?"

"What every boy wants."

"What, you want in my panties; is that it?"

"Yes that and more; if you were my girlfriend, I'd expect that we'd have sex."

"Where did you see me that you decided you wanted to fuck me?"

"Around; I'm not some jerk that is crude about what I want. I've got class and want a girl with class who expects to be treated with class."

"I'm only nine; I've never even kissed a boy much less done anything sexual. I'm not a whore like my momma is and I ain't gonna start either. "

I leaned over and asked her, "How bad do you want to get out of that shit hole you're living in? Do you want a nice place to live, nice clothes and good food to eat every day? Do you want someone who will love you and take care of you?"

Mirabelle started crying and she stared me right in the eye. She reminded me of Candy when we first met; street smart and brutally honest. She was tiny and beautiful just like Candy and I wanted her, really wanted her. I could see both her and Candy being my wives. I needed to let Candy in on my thoughts because she was watching our exchange with some trepidation.

Mirabelle broke the silence after a few moments of silence saying, "Don't! Don't fuck with me that way! Don't write a check with your mouth your ass can't cash. What you're talking about is me moving in with you and living like your wife, sleeping with you and fucking you; is that what you're saying? So what you're really saying is that my pussy will buy a new life, right""

I wanted some time with Candy before I answered THAT question, so I stalled. "You never answered my question: Do you want to get out of your life now and start a new life, a better life? Why don't you go to the little girl's room; pee and think it over for a minute and come back. We'll finish our discussion then."

Mirabelle silently nodded and slide out of the booth and headed to the ladies room. Candy put her hand on mine and said, "I know. I can see it in your eyes, you really, really want her. If I allow you to have her, I need to know two things."

"Ask away, Darling; you are my mate."

"If she comes to live with us, I can accept her as one of your wives, but I need to know that you will share her with me and that I will be first wife, top dog. I don't care how many girls you marry and knock up as long as I'm the number one wife."

"You got it, Candy," I answered plainly, "as long as you continue to do your duty as first wife, you will be queen of the roost; ALWAYS."

"I'll continue to get you everything you want if it's in my power to give, don't you worry about that. If you try to cross me, I'll castrate you in your sleep and shove your balls down your throat. Do we understand each other?"

"Perfectly; you have my word that you will always be queen of the house."

We sealed our bargain with a kiss and Candy sat back and smiled saying, "If you can get her to come home with us, I'll slip her some ecstasy and then you can plunder her tiny body and fill her belly with our baby. Any children we bring into our family circle suck all of their mommas' pussies as well as her daddy's dick, agreed?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

About then, Candy nodded towards the bathrooms and said, "Our tiny little plaything is coming back."

Mirabelle had no sooner sat down and the waitress arrived with our lunch. We didn't say too much as we ate, mostly because our little chica was swallowing her food half whole. I told her, "Slow down, you're gonna be sick. No one is going to take your food away and if you want more, just say so and order. You can have as much as you want."

With that, she slowed down, swallowed her bite of food and said, "I'm sorry for being such a pig, but I haven't eaten in three days and this food is just so delicious."

"I know, Baby."

She blushed and the look she gave me was tell-tale. I think she resigned herself to me subconsciously even if she hadn't realized it yet. I smiled back and continued to eat. I looked at Candy and she gave me a barely susceptible blink telling me we had our tiny new wife.

We finished our meal and continued our discussion where we left off. I asked her, "So Mirabelle, what do you think? Are you interested in a new life?"

She wiped her mouth real dainty-like and said, "Before I make a decision, I want to know the truth. What do you want with a nine year-old girl like me as your girlfriend? Do you like fucking little girls, what?"

"You want the truth; the honest to goodness plain truth?"

"Yeah, the truth."

It was déją vu all over again. I leaned over a little and said, "The plain truth is: "Yes I like fucking little girls. Yes, I want to fuck you. I want to own you ‒ all of you, completely. But we want more than that. We want you to be our wife. You will be married to both of us. You will make love to me, you will make love with Candy and sometimes we will all make love together as a threesome. "

"What happens when I'm not a little girl anymore?

"We've got that covered. All you have to do is love both of us."

"If I say yes, when do you take my cherry?'

"Tonight."

"I want to say yes, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid you're one of those psychos and you'll tie me up or something and hurt or kill me."

Candy sat back and giggled. I chuckled and said, "I have never tied a little girl up and I have certainly never hurt one. I love making little girls feel good: not hurting them. Losing your cherry may hurt a little, but that's not the kind of hurt that I can prevent."

Mirabelle looked back and forth between Candy and me. She asked, "What do I have to do if I say yes?"

Candy said, "Whatever he wants. When he's not in charge, I am. That's the only rule you have to obey: do whatever he wants, when he wants it and how he wants it; and whenever he's not around you do the same for me. Neither one of us is into hurting anyone."

Mirabelle continued to look nervously back and forth between Candy and me. I smiled at her and looked at Candy and we smiled at each other and turned to look at her. She looked at me and asked, "When you said 'own me' what did you mean?"

"It means I own you completely. If I want to fuck you pussy, you give it to me. If I want to fuck your ass, you give it to me. If I want you to suck my cock and swallow my cum, you do it. Anything else I tell you to do, you do. You will never have sex with anyone else but Candy and me or any one we add to our family. That also includes any children we have. If I ask you to suck your daughter's cunt, you do it; any questions?"

"Did you say have sex with my kids?"

I smiled and answered, "Incest is best: keep it in the family."

Mirabelle shook her head in disbelief and gave a nervous smile. Looking up she asked "And I'll never have to turn a trick or have sex with another guy, right?"

"I shook my head and replied emphatically, "No, I don't share my women. No other man will ever see you naked; not even your sons."

She turned and looked out of the window for a minute or so and then turned back and looked at us. She said, "Alright, I'll do it. What now?"

Candy and I looked at each other and smiled. We then reached across the table and all three of us joined hands. I said, "Repeat after me," and Mirabelle nodded. I said, "I, Mirabelle Santiago, take Tommy and Candy Stiles as my lifetime partners."

Mirabelle repeated what I'd said. I then said, "I give myself totally and completely to them for as long as I live. Tommy and Candy own me: mind, body and soul."

She repeated the sentences. I then said, "I, Tommy Stiles, promise to love, cherish and protect Mirabelle Santiago as my wife for as long as I live." Candy repeated the same thing substituting her name for mine.

Mirabelle started to cry and she said, 'You'll love me right?"

Nodding, we both said in unison, "Always."

Our new bride smiled and I said, "Well, are you ready to go to your new home or do you want to say goodbye to your mom or get anything?"

She said, "I want to get a few things that are dear to me and then I'll say goodbye. At least that way she will know I've decided to start a new life somewhere else."

We left the restaurant and drive Mirabelle back to her mom's tenement. A few minutes later, Mirabelle came out holding a green trash bag with all of her possessions. I put the bag in the trunk and we got in the car and started for home. Mirabelle started to cry and I pulled her onto my lap and held her to me as she sobbed.

About half way home Mirabelle sat up and asked, "I'm your wife now?"

I smiled, nodded and kissed her nose saying, "You sure are."

I started rubbing my hand from her bare knee up her thigh to the edge of her shorts. She looked down nervously at my roaming hand. I cupped her pussy and she gasped. I asked her, "Do you have any hair on your pussy?"

She shook her head and said, "Not yet."

"Do you play with yourself?"

She blushed and said faintly, 'A little, not very often."

I kissed her lips and said, "Tonight little girl, I'm gonna make you feel REAL good!"