Naughty
Dreams Come True In Heaven
by Sterling
Chapter 4 of 4
It's a gigantic summer camp for small girls and it's arrival day. I'm
the camp doctor, and I'm one of the people checking for lice.
The attendant has helped the girls undress before they get to me, so
they arrive in nothing but a pair of panties.
"What's your name?" I ask.
"Hannah."
"OK, Hannah, let me look you over. My, you are a lovely young girl!"
She is. Curly black hair, big brown eyes, a bit more muscle than the
average 8-year-old.
Hannah smiles and looks down. I look through her hair. No nits. I lift
each arm and look in her armpits.
"Open wide... Say ahhh..."
Her mouth looks just fine.
"Hop up on the table... Panties down...."
She hesitates, then pulls them down. I look in her butt crack for signs
of pinworm and briefly spread her labia. No sign of trouble. This also
lets me verify she's a girl. No little boys sneaking into this camp!
"All set!" I say. Then I whisper, "Would you like to get a really good
feeling in your private parts?"
She nods.
"Close your eyes... Lots of pressure now..."
The little girl with the shut eyes gasps as she feels my penis forcing
its way inside.
Five thrusts into her private girl spot and I come. It feels fantastic.
The instant my little squirt splats into her girly innards, she
shudders and gasps. Her eyes open but they are unfocused.
I pull out.
She never sees my penis. She recovers, looking dazed. "What was that?"
"A secret! Just between us."
"OK," she says with a game smile. "Sure was a nice secret!" She pulls
her panties up and goes back out to where the attendant is waiting.
We go through the same inspection. At the same point I whisper, "Would
you like to get a really good feeling in your private parts?"
She shrugs and nods. A thin cutie, dirty blond hair pulled back in a
pony tail. Between her legs, she's a girl all right. She's got the
mysterious little cave, and it's readying itself. I mount, penetrate,
give nine quick pokes and ejaculate.
The counselor who comes to see me is maybe 17 years old. Her name is
Heather.
"Some of the girls said you did something with their private parts when
you were doing the inspection. Is that true?"
"Yes, that's true."
"I can't believe it! That's... that's.... that's."
"Let me show you," I say.
"Uhhh," says the girl, but she seems confused. She's athletic, with big
breasts and a pretty face featuring big blue eyes. I lay her back on
the couch, flip up her skirt, pull her panties down, and mount.
"You shouldn't be doing this," she says. "It's against the rules." But
she's raised her hips to help me as I pull the panties down, and she
spreads her legs. Her body knows deep down that this is what she's got
to do to get a baby.
"I'm gonna tell --"
"Shhh, shhh!" I say. "Big pressure now."
I surge in.
"Ow!" she says.
It seems my phallus ripped through a hymen. "Sorry about that -- but it
feels so good!"
"To you, maybe!"
"Just you wait... Aaaahhhhhh!" I ejaculate.
The counselor seizes and twitches, her big blue eyes rolling.
As she lies in a daze, I say, "So, you were asking about the girls and
a fun thing I did in their private parts. I hope we cleared that up to
your satisfaction?"
"Yes," she says with a smile. "Thanks for explaining. I understand now!"
A brown-eyed girl walks into my office. She's maybe ten years old.
"Mary says you did something with her private parts when she got here.
I think she's fibbing. She also said it felt great."
"Yes."
She pulls her jeans and panties down to her ankles, lies back on the
couch and spreads her legs.
"There are my private parts. I dare you to do something that feels
great to me." She crosses her arms over her chest and glares at me.
"OK!" I say.
I come over to the couch and lie down flat on her. I'm completely
clothed, but my cock is stiff in my pants.
"Nnnnggggg!" she says as a I lean my full weight on her chest. Down
below, out of her sight, I'm pulling down my pants and underpants,
freeing my cock for action.
I take my weight back on my arms and ask, "So, did that feel great?"
"No!" she says.
"Do you know what a vagina is for?"
"Umm, sort of, when I'm a lot older."
I smile. "Big pressure now."
I aim, I poke gently, then I poke hard. Her vagina discovers it has a
role to play in her life right now as my organ forces itself into her.
By reflex her vagina has wet itself to facilitate the penetration.
Her eyes are wide. "Uhhhh, hmmm!"
In I go, further and further.
"New and different?"
"Uh, yeah... but it doesn't feel great!" She frowns at me.
Then I slide in and out, pleasure building. "Oooo, ahhhhh," I say. "You
feel so good up there."
"Well, that's not what she said. She said you made her feel great."
"I'm gonna pee in you. What do you think of that?"
"Ewww! No!"
"Yes..."
"Get off of me!"
One big surge, and I climax. I'm gonna teach her a lesson. As I
ejaculate, goopy sperm fills her pussy.
She twitches and moans, and looks up at me with open surprise.
I pull out, get up, and help her get decent and presentable once more.
I knock softly on Heather's cabin door, and she quietly lets me in.
"Oh, good!" she says, pulling me towards her bed.
I resist. "The girls first," I say. "A counselor should always think of
her campers first."
She gives me a dirty look. "I could get fired for this."
"Of course you could. So could I."
"That's for sure! Let me follow you and make sure you don't hurt any of
the girls."
"Well, OK. Who's this?"
"Stacy."
I shake her shoulder. "Hi, Stacy. Would you like me to do something in
your panties that feels really good?"
"Huh?" She looks over my shoulder at Heather.
"It's OK if you do," says the counselor.
"OK," says sleepy Stacy.
"Jammies down -- panties too... Good girl.... Big pressure now..."
"Oooo!"
I pause to savor the moment. It's nearly dark in the cabin and I'm on a
little girl's bed. The sheets are pulled back, her jammies and panties
are around her knees, and my cock is buried in her pussy. Her counselor
is looking over my shoulder.
Four big thrusts and I spit a blob of magic sperm into her naughtiest
place.
She shudders and twitches and smiles. She is half asleep by the time
I'm sliding my manhood out of her.
Heather fixes up the little one's clothes and tucks her in again.
I'm on to the next girl. None of them says no. Some giggle when they
feel their pussies being stretched so wide and filled so full, others
yelp a little or look with wide eyes. But they all twitch in ecstasy
when I am just as naughty as I can possibly be inside their very
naughty parts.
I've done all twelve now, and feel very satisfied. "Thanks, Heather," I
say, tousling her hair.
"What about me?" she asks, agitated.
"Oh, right, you!"
I crawl under the covers with her. Primed in her expectation, she has
an ordinary orgasm as I massage her womanly slit. She has another
ordinary one as my cock thrusts into her depths. She's having such a
nice time that I fuck away happily. Every minute or so she has another
orgasm.
"So, are you satisfied?" I ask, slowing down.
"No!" she says. "I need... I need you to do it."
"You're awfully demanding," I say. "You've had -- what, six orgasms?"
"Yeah, but not the big kind."
"So what do you want?"
"You know!"
"Tell me."
"I want you to get your penis in all the way -- that stiff, wonderful
penis -- and then spit out your magic stuff inside me."
"OK!" I say. My pleasure has been building, and five seconds later I do
just what she asks. I spit boy slime into the pocket by her cervix to
mix with her girl slime.
The girls range in age from about 4 up to 11. There are a hundred of
them. They are all sexy, and the very quantity makes my lust for each
of them individually higher.
I poke into their jammies and inside their panties and up their little
cunnies every night. I do the nine counselors too. Every little pussy
gives me a hot, wet hug and then receives my ejaculation. None of these
girls leak -- they all take the sperm into their tummies. I don't end
up giving them very much fluid -- maybe even in the afterlife
dehydration would be a problem. But delivering the little blob feels
fantastic to me, and it's plenty to get them going too.
Girls start sleeping without panties or jammy bottoms. Some of them
barely wake up, but they all smile when I penetrate them, and they all
twitch and moan when I piddle in them.
They start calling it sweet dreams. At this camp there's always been a
contest for the cleanest cabin, and now in addition to the dumb little
trophy there is a new prize -- an extra round of sweet dreams. The
cabins are all cleaner than ever.
The prize for the fastest swimmer, the loveliest craft project, the
best archery score, the best tennis player -- it's always now enhanced
with three extra sweet dreams. The girls gain proficiency in all things
as never before.
I have a favorite girl in the whole camp. Her name is Emily, and she's
five years old. I invite her to sleep with me at night. They all like
me so much that they'd all jump at the chance, but Emily is the one I
want. So in the couple hours I have when I'm not copulating with the
other little girls and ejaculating sweet dreams into their small
pussies, I sleep with Emily in my arms. She gets a couple extra twitchy
happy dreams too, just because I feel like it.
Sometimes the girls have fought off sleep in a mighty effort and are
still awake when I come in. They prance around, naked from the waist
down, sometimes begging to be first. But they know they have to take
turns. And so at first eleven little girls stand watching, squirming
and rubbing their little pussies in anticipation, while I squirt
ecstasy into one of their little buddies and she drifts off to sleep.
Then there are ten watching, then nine, then eight... The counselor
watches too, though she's too dignified to be naked from the waist
down. When all her little charges have a little dollop of sweet-dream
sperm tucked way up inside and are then tucked into bed, she gets her
turn.
A week before the end of camp, the girls want to see how long it takes
for me to give them all a sweet dream if we all cooperate to make it
quick. The eager girl spreads her legs wide, I bury my cock and give a
squirt after five strokes. After I withdraw, I turn to a girl spread
for the taking on the bed behind me. Meanwhile, the other girls close
the ecstatic little thing's legs and roll her onto her side, making a
row of girls like spoons in a drawer. The next one gets into position
with legs spread as she watches my twitching buttocks as I fuck her
pal. When I turn, cock hard and slick, she knows her injection is
coming soon. And she gets it, right on schedule. It turns out to take
about 15 seconds per girl. So the whole camp is done in under half an
hour.
They say that meant I could do them each during nap time too. I say no.
A guy has to set some limits.
None of the girls is half asleep on the last night. They are all wide
awake, but anticipating this I arrive in each cabin earlier than usual.
They are mostly sad as I approach. Some say earnestly that they love
me. They know it will be the last time, but I can console each one with
a very sweet dream, even if it is the last.
We all agree I should be gone before the parents arrive to pick up the
kids. No one spills the beans.
And in a nice finishing touch to the summer, I find I've made all
twelve of the counselors pregnant.
But then this is the afterlife, and pregnancies aren't exactly real.
People don't really say goodbye. They don't grow old and die. And a
little girl who wants a little dab of naughty man goo in the deepest
part of her naughty girl tunnel can always get more. There's plenty of
time.
I'm walking up the steps of the same Ivy League-like administration
building. I enter, and the same man is standing there. I haven't seen
him since I first arrived.
"Hey, Zach, how's it going?"
"Great!"
"You understand the afterlife now?"
"Pretty well, I think. I know I'm having a hell of a good time!"
"Yeah, it is awfully nice."
"Better than any of those descriptions of heaven I heard about back
when I was alive."
"Right. And there are more pleasant surprises in store for you. Things
that are even better."
"Even better? Wow..."
"But tell me, Zach, do you remember why this afterlife is such a good
experience for you?"
"Um, hmmm, oh -- I remember! I led a pretty good life. I didn't do
anything too bad."
"Except the one bad thing, and you paid for that, right?"
"I regret it, and I sure paid, just like I deserved to."
"And in particular, all the fun you're having with small girls, what
did you do in life that made all that fun possible?"
"Right. I know. It was because I never, ever, even once did anything
sexual with a small girl when I was alive -- that's why I get to have
ever so much fun here!"
"That's right, Zach. That's right. And here's something you may not
know. You can pay off some other crimes, but there's no way a person
can atone here for sex with a small girl while alive. So what would
your advice be for pedophiles who haven't made it to the afterlife yet?"
"Um, never, ever do anything sexual with a small girl!"