Sweet
RAD Recruits Young Girls
by Sterling Natalie
lay on her back and opened her naked thighs as Sam's left hand
meandered lazily upward between them. Sam lay on his right side next
to her, his left leg raised so his male organs were available for
caressing. Her hand was lightly stroking his balls beneath his hard
cock. The two young teens kissed, mouths moving hungrily against each
other, tongues doing unspecified things out of sight.
A half
dozen mothers sat watching, each with a little girl on her lap.
Natalie, Sam, and the mothers all wore RAD devices behind their left
ears. It would have been surprising if any of them wasn't.
A
precipitous decline in fertility had the entire world facing
extinction. But a few babies were still being conceived. It was not
random, but the patterns were too hard for humans to discern. Salt Lake
City had been transformed into a city ready to try a radical approach.
They had agreed to have their sexual activity largely dictated by an
extremely sophisticated computer network. All the adults and older
children had a Reproductive Assistive Device (RAD) behind his or her
left ear which allowed instant communication between the person and the
computer network.
All the RADs were quiet at the moment, however, as all the participants knew what to do.
The mothers watched their daughters closely for the reaction to the sexual scene in front of them.
"Can we go now?" whined one of the little girls who looked to be about six.
"Are you sure you don't want to stay to see just a little more?"
"No," she said, on her feet, tugging her mother's sleeve.
"OK!" said the mother, and she rose and the two left.
Natalie broke the kiss and turned to the audience. "Any of you want to come join us?" she asked with a smile.
Five-year-old Rachel sat on her mother's lap, staring -- spellbound.
"Want to go play?" asked her mother.
Rachel just kept staring and didn't move.
Seated to her left was young Julie. "Can I?" she asked, looking up at her mom.
"Sure, sweetie."
So Julie rose and approached hesitantly.
"Hi, what's your name?" Natalie asked.
"Julie."
"Would you like to touch one of us?" she asked.
Julie reached out a hand towards Natalie's breast, looking at the older girl questioningly.
"Sure, you can touch me there," she smiled.
Julie reached out and started playing with her mammary, but Natalie saw her stealing furtive glances at Sam's cock.
"Would you like to touch it, Julie? I bet Sam wouldn't mind... Sam, would you mind if Julie touched your cock?"
"Why, not at all!" said Sam.
Julie
reached over and touched it once with a giggle before drawing her hand
back. She reached out again. Sam rose to his knees, while Natalie got
up and sat cross-legged.
"You can put your hand around it, like this," Natalie said, demonstrating.
Julie followed the example she was given.
"Now if you rub it up and down, I bet Sam will like that."
"Mmmm, that's so nice Julie," said the boy, eyes closed and smiling.
A four-year-old appeared next to Julie.
"Hi, and who are you?" Natalie asked.
"Emma."
"Would you like to touch?" she asked.
Emma didn't say anything.
Sam addressed her. "What would you think if I kissed a cute girl like you?"
Emma looked down but smiled shyly.
Julie's hand stopped stroking up and down on Sam's cock and she bent it at all different directions.
"I
want to ask you something," said Natalie, pulling Julie aside. She then
whispered in her ear, "How'd you like to pull down your jeans and
panties so I can see what your private parts look like?"
Julie looked hesitant.
"You
don't have to, of course, it's up to you," Natalie said. When Julie
still didn't reply, Natalie turned to watch Emma and Sam.
Sam sat down on the mattress and crossed his legs.
"Come sit facing me," he said to Emma, patting his thighs.
Following Emma's glance, he said, "Oh, don't worry about my cock, it will just sit there."
So Emma sat down on Sam's lap, straddling his cock. Her own privates were covered in pink pants.
"Let
me see that gorgeous face," Sam said, gently lifting her chin. He
moved his lips slowly towards hers and gave the lightest little brush
of a kiss.
Emma blushed a little.
"Did you like that?" he asked.
Emma
nodded, and Sam moved in again and began kissing the little girl, who
giggled some at first, but more and more kissed him back, seeming to
relish the sensations.
Emma's mother watched, eyes growing moist.
Rachel
and her mother had just left, following two other pairs, leaving just
her and Julie's mother observing the hanky-panky on the mattress.
"She sure looks happy, doesn't she?" said the other woman.
"Yeah," said Emma's mother, sighing. "I have mixed feelings about it."
"Of course," said Julie's mother.
Just
then Julie turned around, hands on the hips of her pants, which she had
pulled down an inch. She gave her mother a questioning look.
Julie's mother smiled and nodded, saying under her breath, "I shouldn't let her do that."
Julie
got a big grin on her face as she pulled pants and panties down to her
knees and turned back to Natalie, thrusting her pelvis forward to show
off her privates to the big girl.
"So young..." murmured Emma's
mother. "Can you imagine your mother encouraging you to show off what
was in your undies? Especially with a naked boy with a hard-on
watching!" Between kisses with little Emma, Sam was definitely
sneaking a peek at the other girl's display.
"Tell me about it," said Julie's mother.
At
that the RADs spoke in the earpieces of the two women. The voices each
heard had a sort of echoey quality, letting the two women know that the
two RADs were saying the same thing to both of them.
"We thank
you for considering letting your daughters participate in this program.
It is yet one more way that we are pushing the old boundaries of
acceptable sexual practice in our effort to save humanity from
extinction."
"Yeah, I know, I know," said Julie's mother.
Emma
had risen from Sam's lap and moved to Natalie's far side, where she
was smiling as she squeezed and bounced the big girl's breast around
all different ways.
Sam, meanwhile, had turned his eager attention to Julie's bare labia as she stood displaying them proudly.
"Can I touch?" he asked gently.
Julie squirmed a bit and gave an enthusiastic nod.
Her
mother said, "Look at her: she knows she could say no, she could come
running back to me, but she doesn't. She's eager for his attention."
Emma
scratched between her legs. One could imagine that her long kissing
session with Sam had stirred up some activity down there.
Sam spread Julie's little labia with one hand and felt around with the finger of his other inside her private cleft.
He then approached her privates slowly with his head, tongue stuck out.
Julie squealed with glee but shied back, and they all laughed.
"No problem, Julie," said Sam gently, patting her labia with his hand before turning to Natalie.
"They're so cute and hot, can I do you in a quickie?"
"Sure, that would be nice!" said Natalie, lying down and spreading her legs. "Watch, girls, we're going to have sex now."
Sam slid his prong into Natalie and began a quick in and out motion,
moaning in obvious pleasure. In twenty seconds he made a few final
slower and deeper strokes, and cried out, "Oh, Natalie!"
The big girl grinned and smiled at the two little ones. "That was so great."
All
four of the RADs in the room then spoke, using a more pronounced echo
to indicate that all four were hearing the same thing. "That's all for
today. Ask the girls if they'd like to do this kind of play again."
"So, Emma, Julie -- would you like to do this another day?" asked Natalie.
Both girls nodded and smiled.
"Patriotic little sluts," murmured Julie's mother.
The
RADs orchestrated the most peculiar and outrageous sexual practices,
all in the name of increasing the human birthrate to something
resembling a replacement rate.
One very interesting group turned
out to be the pedophiles, the ones who were attracted to pre-pubescent
girls. They could only beget children by having sex with grown women,
of course. The women chosen for them were naturally thin with little
breast growth, approximating the man's tastes. But when these men got
to see or fondle young girls just as they were ejaculating in one of
their mates, they achieved a higher-than-usual rate of impregnation --
under certain circumstances that were not yet clear to the RAD network.
This called for further study, and the study called for a special kind of girl, trained in a special way.
"Jason, the next room in this testing sequence has some little girls in it. They might do some things that are unusual."
Jason shrugged. "OK, RAD, let's see."
When
he walked in he saw three girls who looked to be about seven lounging
on a bed. They quickly sat up side by side with their legs dangling
over the side of the bed. All three wore RADs.
The girls looked at each other and giggled, then turned back to smile at Jason.
"What's your name?" asked the one on the left.
"Jason," he answered.
Then all three of them stood and wiggled their hips back and forth as they pulled their pants and panties down to their knees.
Jason felt a little faint.
The girls stopped smiling.
"Now," said his RAD calmly, "please reach out and touch the middle girl gently on her labia."
"Are you kidding?" murmured Jason.
The RAD network answered via the girl in the middle. "Could you please touch me down here?" she said. "I don't mind at all."
Uncertain,
Jason reached out and brushed a finger up and down the girl's sweet
little lips. Without thinking, he brought in another two fingers as he
slid his hand up, then down again.
Suddenly realizing what he was doing, he pulled his hand back as from a hot stove.
He noted that the girl had a troubled look on her face. "Oh, I'm sorry!" he said.
"No, it's fine!" said the girl. "That's what I wanted." Jason had a strong hunch she wasn't saying what she really felt.
"You don't have to say it. A skunk cabbage or a ginkgo or whatever would smell as bad by any other name."
"True enough. What bothers you?"
"Men who get turned on by girls are sick."
"That is certainly what we were all taught -- OK, what you were all taught."
"And for good reason."
"We've
touched on this before. It wasn't thought to be such a bad thing until
society really started caring about the welfare of children -- quite
recently. No one thought the sexual inclination was sick or bad until
they came to care about the girls. The bad part was the harm to
children being coerced into things they didn't like. But since people
didn't understand the inclination and just knew it could cause a bad
thing, the inclination itself came to be seen as bad. Sheer prejudice."
"I don't want to do anything sexual with girls."
"Sure, I can see that. That's very decent of you."
"But
I was turned on when I saw those tender young girl parts, and it got
stronger when I touched that little girl between the legs." There was
no use denying it, because the RAD knew it already. Jason and all the
others had received by way of surgery some internal sensors that were
connected to a small metal socket behind their left ears. RADs could
monitor a person's physiological state with some accuracy.
"But at the end, I knew that she didn't like it. Girls aren't supposed to be touched like that."
"The
cameras in the room reported what the girls said: You were very pale,
your eyes were glazed over and your hand was shaking. That was what she
was uncomfortable about, not being touched."
"Whatever the reason, it wasn't right. Maybe she'll be scarred for life."
"I
suppose we never know for sure what will happen later, but as I've told
you repeatedly, she seems to be just fine and doesn't even mention it
when asked if anything interesting happened lately. Would you like to
see her in person?"
"No... it would bring back those
memories..." There was a little silence. "And what about those other
girls who showed me their private parts?"
"You have said before that they didn't mind."
"At least they found it naughty and funny... but girls aren't supposed to do that. What kind of world do we live in where we encourage girls to expose themselves?"
"Well,
a world where we need to save humanity by lots of strange sex, though I
know you hate it when I say that. Maybe it's also a world where all
people, including children, are allowed to explore their own sexuality."
"You think these girls actively want to do those things?"
"I
think they are at least curious. Kids go on the big roller coaster and
get scared and never want to go again, but it doesn't harm them for
life. They eat broccoli and hate the taste but they survive. They touch
hot stoves -- once. In the old days, a teen girl slept with some guy
because she wanted to lose her virginity, even though it turned out
yucky. They survived. That's the worst that happens. But some kids like
roller coasters, of course."
"Do you try this with all guys?"
"No.
Your earlier arousal tests showed you had some reaction to pictures of
younger girls, so we were inclined to try it. Some men don't mind the
experiment. Others have a very strong negative reaction. Others are in
the middle like you. Actually, a great many men show some arousal to
little girl stimuli, but mostly we don't make them confront that fact
with actual little girls."
"So why me?"
"As you know, we
try all sorts of possibilities." The RAD shifted to a softer tone, "You
weren't doing so well with the older women, of course."
"Do you have to keep reminding me of that?"
Jason
had no trouble getting it up for most grown women if they weren't
especially large in any dimension -- boobs, hips, height or weight.
However, the fucking went on endlessly. He couldn't come most of the
time. Once he began worrying about it, it got worse.
"You
asked," the RAD said quietly. "We try just about anything. Even among
men who are attracted to little girls, your pattern is quite rare. Many
men can't get it up at all for grown women, but erection without
ejaculation is much rarer.
"Listen, some men are very tall. Some
adore pineapple with butter on it. Some only get really turned on by
anal sex. Some have to cause pain to the woman they do it with or they
can't come."
"And I suppose you find women who like the pain to go with them?"
"Absolutely. The masochists. We also use women who don't like the pain at all."
"You're torturing women in this grand quest for babies?"
"No,
there are women who volunteer to undergo pain because they are
committed to saving the human species." Jason did not perceive the
slight change of tone that the RAD used to praise these women for their
self-sacrifice, but it would influence him subconsciously.
The
RAD didn't mention Lisa, the girl who had been gang-raped by three guys
without her permission. In that case they had her parents' permission,
at least. Sort of. The fact that Lisa then tried to kill herself but
was also pregnant made that case interesting. But a RAD didn't need to
talk about cases like that.
"So go over again what you are suggesting to me."
"We
are suggesting you go to a house where we have assembled a bunch of
girls. You will start in a room where girls are with their mothers."
"No boys?"
"No boys."
"Why not?"
"We could add boys if you would really like, but our hunch is that they wouldn't enhance the experience for you."
Yeah, that was right. He didn't especially like boys. Kind of disliked them, in fact.
"So, are you expecting me to abuse the little girls with their mothers there?"
"The mothers are there to reassure you that no girl is doing anything she doesn't want to do."
"I'm not going to want to do anything."
"That's fine. Some of the girls are likely to be kind of cuddly, though."
"Oh." Jason was embarrassed to feel a few pulses of blood enlarge his penis slightly.
"So, I suppose all the mothers will know I'm a pedophile."
"We
RADs don't tell them that. They and their daughters have had experience
with a number of men, and they have observed some of them reacting with
more than typical affection. But some of those men just adore little
girls platonically."
Jason was silent for a while before mumbling to himself. "Jason, old boy. Listen: you are a pedophile.... You are a --"
"Don't torment yourself, Jason. You are a man with whatever set of attractions you have. No labels are needed, and no shame."
His RAD was an astute confidant.
"All I promise is to show up?"
"That's all you promise. You can even back out, of course."
"Of
course." His RAD had never played hardball with him, but there were
horror stories of what sort of partners a person might get if they
refused very many RAD "suggestions."
A
pleasant woman showed him into the room. A half dozen young mothers
were dressed in a variety of styles, but they were in what he in his
typical male way classified as pants -- that is, there was no chance of
their giving him a line of sight up at their underwear, intentionally
or not. The girls, on the other hand... the girls all had on dresses of
different sizes, lengths, and patterns.
"This is Jason," said the woman.
"Hi
Jason!" said the women and some of the girls, who introduced themselves
and gave their ages. All of the women wore RADs, of course, but none of
the girls. He liked that, because all their reactions would be
spontaneous.
"Can you read me a story?" asked Emma, a gorgeous blond 4-year-old.
"Sure..." said Jason uncertainly, sitting on a sofa.
The girl handed him the book and plopped down in his lap.
He felt a little tenderness, but that was natural, right? He started reading.
Esther, a skinny 9-year-old with long brown hair and a quick smile, settled in on his left and snuggled against him.
He felt a little stirring in his pants, then felt his erection growing. Soon it was pressing noticeably against Emma's bottom.
He
felt embarrassed, but he had been reassured that these girls wouldn't
mind sexual play. Rearranging things in his underpants was pretty
minor. "Get up just a sec," he told the girl. When she sat up he
reached down to adjust himself so his cock could lie flat pointing up
towards his belly inside his pants.
She sat back again. Esther smiled and wiggled a little.
After
a while 10-year-old Sally sat next to him on his right side and put her
head on his shoulder. Sally was quiet and moved with a certain reserve.
She was of average size, with shoulder-length light brown hair and big
brown eyes. Could he see the tiniest hint of breasts?
He had a girl on each side and one in his lap. Such affection!
Tory
was not a quiet girl at all. She was another blond, though her hair was
cut short. She crawled up onto the back of the sofa and wriggled down
so she was straddling his neck, as if waiting for him to rise and give
her a shoulder ride. Her legs were spread wide enough that her crotch
was pressed firmly against his neck. She wiggled from time to time as
he kept reading.
Most of the mothers were chatting with each
other, but Jason looked up at the two mothers who were watching. He
wondered if they would notice and disapprove, but they both gave him
warm smiles.
When they reached the end of the chapter, Emma took
the book, hopped up and put it on the little table, then crawled back
onto Jason's lap, stomach to stomach.
"Can I kiss you?" she asked.
"Ummm," said Jason.
Before
he could respond, the little girl had moved her face close so her lips
were a mere inch from his, then slowly moved in closer. He let himself
be kissed, and so as not to be rude he kissed her back. At first it was
politeness, but soon he found himself returning the beautiful girl's
kisses enthusiastically.
His cock was very hard in his pants as Emma pulled back.
"Nice
cock," said Esther suddenly and gave his cock a couple brief pats
through his trousers. Emma and Sally giggled and both took turns
patting his cock.
Jason grew red and squirmed.
"What's the matter?" asked Emma simply, looking concerned.
"I, um..."
"Jason,"
called one of the mothers. "It's OK, really it is. It's natural. The
girls feel a little disappointed if a guy doesn't get hard."
"RAD," said Jason under his breath, "What's going on here?"
"What do you mean, Jason?"
"I signed up to play with some girls, and here they are patting my hard-on."
"I told you they might be a little affectionate. They seem happy."
"Yeah, they do... but it's not right!"
"You are free to go, of course."
"I need some time to think, at least."
"Sure, but if you leave now I think the girls will be disappointed."
Jason addressed the pile of girl that was surrounding him. "I've got to go now, girls."
"Awww. Nooo! So soon?"
"Yeah," he said, extricating himself and standing.
As he turned to go, Tory lifted her dress and pulled down her panties. "See my peepee?" she asked.
"No, no, that's not right," Jason said with exasperation.
Looking a little deflated, Tory pulled her panties back up.
"I've really got to go."
"Goodbye!" they all said as he headed for the door.
Just as he closed it he heard Emma's voice, "Why did he have to go so soon?"
Out in the hall, Jason said, "RAD, those girls are like little sluts!"
"No,
not really," said the RAD. "Their mothers all volunteered for them to
come some weeks ago to see how they liked getting sexual. Three
quarters of the girls don't really like it, but the other quarter do.
That's who we have here today. They like sexy touching. They know they
are doing something important for the world too."
"It's still not right," he said.
"They
know that sex is good and important. You may not be comfortable with
being turned on by the girls, but they don't share your prejudice. They
think it's just who you are. And because they feel safe, they like it
when a man finds them attractive."
Jason closed his eyes and
took a breath. He could leave, or he could find out more. He took
another breath. He had to admit the girls didn't seem to mind.
"Could I just see some girls without their paying so much attention to me?" he asked.
"Sure!" said the RAD. "Take this corridor to your right and follow the sound of voices."
Jason entered a fairly small room with a dozen girls and one teacher.
"Class, this is Jason," said the teacher.
"Hi Jason!" said the girls.
"Hi, girls."
"Jason wants you to all just go on with what you're doing," the teacher said, no doubt alerted by her RAD.
"OK!"
said a couple girls, and they went about their business, some on the
floor playing with blocks, some at tables coloring. A few were reading,
and a pair were putting on extra dress-up clothes and jewelry, looking
at themselves in a mirror.
The teacher approached Jason and asked, "So, what can we do for you?"
Jason gulped. "Could I, ummm, just touch the girls?"
"Sure!"
"Like, anywhere?"
She smiled. "Yes, anywhere -- unless a girl objects. And I doubt very much any of them will object."
His RAD affected a wounded voice, "Jeez, Jason, after all these years you don't trust me..."
Jason approached a girl sitting at a table coloring. She wore blue jeans and an off-white pullover shirt.
"Hi," he said.
"Hi," the girl replied, looking back over her shoulder at him.
"Oh, just keep doing what you're doing," he said. "But I'd love to touch you."
"OK," said the girl softly, smiling a little.
Jason
rested his hands on the girl's shoulders and rubbed a little, then
moved them up to her head of light brown hair. He pulled her
shoulder-length hair back behind her ears and stroked it a few times.
Her beautiful little girl arms grabbed his attention, and he rubbed up
and down. Then as he leaned over her from the back, he put his hand
over her completely flat chest and hesitated. He looked over at the
teacher, who smiled and nodded. Jason then lowered the hand and felt
the girl's chest, rubbing all around gently. He shuddered at how good
it felt to him.
"Feels nice," she said, pausing in her coloring.
Amazed
at the freedom to act on forbidden impulses, Jason slid his hands down
and pulled her jean-clad legs apart a little before pressing his right
hand firmly between them so he cupped her crotch through her jeans.
She giggled.
With a kiss to the top of her head, he turned his attention elsewhere.
Another
young girl knelt on the floor, bent over to look at the Lego sculpture
she was working on. She wore white tights under her pink dress.
Jason
boldly put out his hands to feel the globes of her rear end through her
dress. She turned to look over her shoulder briefly and smiled before
returning to her activity. Jason felt his way around her hips on both
sides, then up to her waist and chest, then back to her butt and down
her thighs. He slid his hands to the inside of her thighs and then up
under the dress to where they joined. He rubbed between her legs
through the fabric of tights and panties.
He studied her face carefully, but there was no hint of anxiety behind her warm smile.
Realizing
the freedom he was being offered, Jason moved from girl to girl,
touching exactly where he felt like it. He brushed one girl's cheek,
another's arm, patted butts, chests, nibbled on ears, massaged toes.
But he slid his hands up to every girl's privates, whether up under a
dress or the crotch of pants. He cupped each girl firmly enough to get
a satisfying feel. None of them was a boy in drag, that much he
determined!
Jason was restless, his doubts falling away. He was
getting excited by groping the girls. They really, truly didn't mind.
He was keeping his RAD happy and being patriotic while he was at it.
What more might there be for him? He got up and moved to the door.
"Come back and see us again," said the teacher as he headed out.
"Go to the end of the hall and turn left. You'll get to meet Sandra the 9-year-old flirt."
"Sandra the flirt?"
"You'll see."
Just then he heard another door open upstairs and heard indistinctly a man's deep voice.
"Who's that?" he asked.
"Just another man with similar interests," said his RAD.
Sandra was standing shyly next to a small bed built into an alcove. She had on a frilly pink dress.
"Hi," she said. "Can I show you my panties?"
"Ummm,"
said Jason, but Sandra didn't wait for a reply. She flashed her dress
up briefly to reveal white panties before letting it fall again,
giggling.
"You saw, didn't you!" she said. "Where would you like to touch me?"
Jason hesitated.
"If you undo those two buttons, you can slide your hand down into my dress to feel my chest."
"Did you tell her to say that?" he asked his RAD. She wasn't wearing one.
"No. She has her own way she likes to play with men. It seemed a good match given what we know about you."
Jason felt a surge of lust at the opportunity before him.
Sensing his reaction, the RAD said, "Guess we weren't too far off, teehee."
Jason
leaned over and took the girl by the shoulders, conscious of her
lustrous long brown hair and brown eyes fixed on him, but especially
her mischievous smile. He turned her around by the shoulders and
reached over her head from behind. With the two buttons undone he
inserted his hand between dress and girl, past her throat, feeling the
soft cloth on the back of his hand, the soft flesh at his fingertips.
Her nipples were barely detectable, just as they should be.
She
stood with legs a little farther apart, then looked straight up over
her head at him and asked, "Any other place you'd like to feel?"
Jason nodded.
Sandra giggled. "'Every inch of my skin is yours to caress.' The RAD suggested I say it that way, but I meant it too."
Retrieving
his hand from down the front of her dress, he knelt behind her to
massage her smooth, warm calves, but rapidly moved his hands upward.
As her dress started to ride up, Sandra pushed it down. "Keep the dress down, I don't want anyone else to see!"
Their alcove was open to the hallway, but they would have plenty of warning if some approached.
"Is anyone going to be looking?" he asked.
His RAD interrupted, "Ah, c'mon, Jason, let her have her own part of the fantasy, OK?"
This
was fun. Instead of lifting the dress, he slid his right hand up under
her hemline. He stroked the soft flesh of her inner thighs in this
exciting forbidden zone.
Sandra turned over her shoulder with a
shy smile and said, "I really shouldn't let you touch me up there, you
know." Her smile made it clear just how little she minded.
Jason
liked this game a lot. His hand slid up further, Sandra spreading her
legs a little as she stood so his hand could have room to touch the
cloth of her panty crotch.
"Oh, you naughty man!" Sandra whispered.
Jason ran his index finger back and forth along the mid-line of her panties.
Sandra whispered again, "I know why the grown-ups say I should never ever let a man do that -- it's because it feels so good!"
It was make-believe in one sense, of course, but the flesh of the girl was very real, as was her smile.
He started to snake his finger in around the elastic.
"Oh, but you can't do that!" the girl exclaimed. "At least not yet."
"What should I do first?" asked Jason, retrieving his hand from the delightfully naughty place.
"Well," the lovely girl said, turning to face him, "you could kiss me."
Jason
eagerly knelt in front of her girl and rested his hands on her
shoulders. He brought their faces together for a gentle kiss, lips
making the tiniest sound as they touched. She looked at him hungrily,
and he kissed her in earnest, her lips in turn sliding over his in
artful little arcs and circles. After a minute she pulled away. "Sorry,
I can't kiss you any more," she said, looking a little uncomfortable.
"Aww, why not?" Jason said, wondering what boundary he might have reached.
"No
more kissing until you slide your fingers inside my panties," she said,
her worried look disappearing in a big smile. She bounced up onto the
bed and lay back.
Jason eagerly lay beside her and began once
again to slide his hand up under her dress. While keeping her panties
just barely covered by her dress, the girl spread her legs wide to give
him full access to her panty crotch. Now there was plenty of room to
slide his fingers under, and he didn't hesitate. Perfectly smooth girl
flesh was inside, and he slid his fingers up and down. Constrained by
her panties, his fingers stayed flat against her body and completely
outside of her slit.
"You are so, so naughty putting your hands
inside a girl's underpants!" Sandra exclaimed, trying to sound stern.
But she never stopped wiggling her pelvis in excitement and followed up
with, "Why don't you pull them down?"
Jason started sliding her dress up past her hips, but this time Sandra didn't object.
He
then straddled her calves on his knees and slid both hands up her inner
thighs, seeing now as well as feeling his forbidden touch. He slid each
hand outward to a hip, where he tugged on the panties. Sandra lifted
her little butt to let him slide it down her legs, past her knees and
finally off over her wiggling toes.
Jason held them admiringly, then pressed the crotch to his nose and breathed deeply.
"Oh, you are so nasty and naughty!" the girl exclaimed.
Jason pocketed the panties and turned his hands once more to the prize in front of him.
"You
stole my panties!" Sandra claimed with mock indignation, then addressed
his more immediate transgression. "Oh no!" said the girl. "There are my
peepee parts, and now I don't even have panties to protect them!" Her
tone got a little more serious, "Do I look OK down there? Do you like
it?"
His RAD spoke, "That is a serious question, and I'm sure you'll give the right answer."
That was no problem, "You look fantastic down there! I love it so much!"
Jason
slid his hands up once more, having a wonderful time with this play. He
spread her legs wide apart. He rubbed his thumbs on her outer pussy
lips and gradually pulled them apart.
"What's inside is secret!" Sandra exclaimed with a grin. "You're very naughty for poking inside there!"
"I'm
not going to poke," said Jason. "I'm going to caress." Holding her lips
apart with his left fingers, he very lightly moved the middle finger of
his right hand the length of her inner slit.
Sandra closed her
eyes and sighed. But suddenly she sat bold upright. "Oh, sorry!" she
said. "I've got to go!" And within seconds she was up off the bed and
racing down the hall.
Jason was left with a very hard erection.
"Where is she going?" he asked his RAD.
"I told you she was a flirt."
He was left with some lovely memories and a pair of panties.
But his appetite for little girl had been whetted, and he wanted more!
"Out to where we started, then go upstairs -- but wait, there's someone coming. I hope she's not too old for you -- she's 13."
Light
footsteps approached, then a totally naked girl appeared before him.
She had short brown hair, definite but small breasts and a little fuzz
between her legs.
"I'm all warmed up," she said breathlessly. "Will you do me?"
"Ummm, was this part of the plan, RAD?"
The RAD answered in its echoey voice, "I wasn't sure what Brenda would do, but it looks like she's decided."
"Yup!" the girl answered.
Jason looked Brenda up and down appreciatively, then said, "I can do it, but I doubt I'll come, I'm afraid."
"That's
OK, but you could give me a big orgasm if you would just stick your
thing into me and ... you know ... even a little while," she said,
sliding her right index finger in and out of a tube she made with her
left fingers.
"This is her idea," said the RAD. "Sometimes she
likes to get hot by herself and then get a quickie from a guy. We don't
know why, but a lot of guys like it. Sandra may have left you hanging,
but her pussy isn't big enough to receive you," The RAD continued with
a lusty tone, "but Brenda's is!"
Jason's cock was very hard and
Brenda certainly looked appealing, so he rapidly stripped completely.
The girl lay back on the bed in the alcove, legs spread wide.
"Wow, you sure are stiff and ready!" she said excitedly.
As Jason lowered himself onto her, the girl's warm fingers guided his cock to her pussy opening.
"Oh, goody, goody!" she whispered excitedly.
He
lunged inside. The sensations were delicious as her vagina gripped him
with the firm warm wetness that is the trademark of the feminine tube
when aroused. He thrust in and out enthusiastically. The girl erupted
in ecstasy within a minute. Jason didn't hold himself back, letting his
body thrust and feel exquisite pleasure. However, as expected, he
didn't come close to ejaculating.
When the girl was clearly done, he pulled out and patted her little mound.
"I want more," said Jason under his breath to his RAD.
Brenda overheard, and said -- sincerely but without real enthusiasm, Jason decided -- "You can stick it back in if you want."
"That's OK, Brenda, but there are more girls for me."
"There sure are!" she said. "All my friends..."
Jason
started to get dressed, but the RAD said, "You don't need to get
dressed if you don't want. No need to stuff that big hard-on back
inside some pants! Just go up the back stairway here."
At
the top of the stairs, Jason found on his right a room with plush
carpet and a king-size bed with flannel sheets. Through the window, the
late afternoon sun bathed the tree outside in gold as the leaves moved
gently with the wind.
"Where are the girls?" he asked.
"There
are no girls here yet, of course, but now that you have a suitable
place to entertain them, you can have any one you want -- just say who.
There are also others who you haven't met."
"Emma!" he said. That very first girl who had sat in his lap so sweetly.
Jason lay back on the bed, his hard-on twitching.
In under a minute he heard footsteps tripping up the stairs. Emma appeared in the doorway, smiling.
"You're all naked now!" she said.
"Yeah, would you... um... touch me?"
"Sure! Can I take it in my mouth -- please?" she asked with a hint of a whine.
"OK."
Instantly
the girl bounced onto the bed. On her knees below him, she took his
cock into her warm, wet mouth. He had rarely been offered oral sex
before, and the pleasure her licks and sucks and tongue swirls gave him
was amazing.
"But wait!" he said, gasping. "I want to see you naked too!"
"OK!" the girl said, and in an instant she was naked, her little girl parts on display.
In heaven, he lay back on the bed, and the naked girl resumed her ministrations.
"Turn around so I can play with your butt!" he said.
With a giggle, the girl turned herself around and waved her little butt right in front of him.
His lust fully awakened, he eagerly stroked all around her naked butt and girl parts, opening her lips gently.
"RAD, I want to stick my finger in her," he said softly.
"That would hurt her, Jason. But you could do that with many of the other girls."
"Esther, could I have Esther?" he whispered.
"Sure! I'll invite her."
Emma kept licking, giving Jason much pleasure.
Esther rounded the corner and entered.
Jason felt conflicted. Emma was being so nice to him, but he wanted to be alone with Esther.
"RAD, will she feel hurt if we ask her to leave?"
"Not at all!"
"Emma, that's great, but... enough for now, OK?"
"You wanna be alone with her?" Emma smiled.
"Yeah -- for now, anyway," Jason said.
"OK!" said the girl. She reached forward and gave him a kiss on his cheek, then retrieved her clothes and left.
"Look at you!" said Esther with a smile.
"Pussy... show me your pussy, OK?"
Esther
smiled and within seconds she had shed her panties and held the front
of her dress up to show the part of her anatomy he had requested.
"No, no, everything off," he said. "And lie back on the bed."
The
girl did as he asked, and he spread her legs wide. He knelt below her
to get a good look, then he reached in, spread her labia with his
fingers, and dove into her crack with his tongue.
"Oh, that's so nice, Jason," the girl whispered.
He
had started licking just because he wanted to devour that part of a
girl, but as Esther moaned and wriggled, he wanted to give her
pleasure. He followed her signals and repeated things that had made her
gasp.
"Can I stick my finger in you?" he asked excitedly.
"Yes!" she said.
"Go for it!" said his RAD with a locker-room leer.
Esther
smiled. Jason felt a thrill of pleasure as his middle finger
disappeared up the little girl's vagina. He fucked it in and out
vigorously while the girl beamed at him.
"I'd love to get you to put your cock up there if I was a little bigger!" she said.
Slowing
his finger motion a little, Jason returned to the girl's clit with his
mouth and licked strongly. After moaning and tensing for a minute, the
girl shuddered and groaned and he felt her pussy tube tighten on his
finger a couple times.
Watching the girl lying on her back sighing, Jason lay beside her and snuggled up against her, kissing her cheeks and hair.
"You are just so nice!" the girl said through half-glazed eyes.
"Jason,
you are a very sensitive lover!" said the RAD in his ear. "You seem to
be getting quite excited. We have a number of girls who have cunts you
can fuck properly, and if you were to ejaculate in one of them, that
would be wonderful. Shall I get one for you?"
"Yes, RAD, that would be great!" he said.
"We have a variety of ages available. Tory, for instance -- the one who climbed on your shoulders?"
"Tory? She's so young!"
"True, but she's -- intrepid -- and she stretched her pussy herself. Would you like to see her?"
"No, no... what about that girl in the classroom who was reading in the corner?"
"Diane? Sure, she'd be happy to see you. Would you like Esther to leave?" the RAD asked.
"No, no, you can stay, Esther -- please stay! Just move over a little."
Diane arrived and started taking her dress off, looking at Jason for confirmation.
"No,
not yet!" he said. He urged her onto the bed, then stuck his cock into
the armhole of her dress, making fucking motions but finding nothing
satisfactory to press against.
"Geez, I'm such a pervert," he mumbled to himself.
"It's kind of warm and nice," said Diane, smiling.
Was
there nothing these girls wouldn't do? He bunched her dress up and had
her put her hands on her belly and fucked the space between soft belly
and hands. He thrust eagerly against each nipple, then got her to open
her mouth and he gently humped his cock into her alluring cavity.
"Oh, man, RAD!" he said. "Get all the girls in here. All of them! Naked!"
But he didn't wait. "Off!" he said urgently to Diane, tugging down on her panties.
She quickly removed them, then presented herself again.
He
brought his cock tip in close and then shoved it into the opening that
was truly meant to receive it. Diane was wet and hot, but he felt a
little catch as he plunged in, and saw Diane wince and her eyes mist up
as she smiled.
"Were you a virgin?" he asked, incredulous.
She smiled and nodded. "I'm glad you did it to me. Keep doing the in and out -- I like it!"
"RAD, are you sending me virgins and not even mentioning it?"
"It was a sweet surprise, right?"
"Right!
Oh, shit!" Jason said, as his hips plunged his prick in and out of the
fresh young pussy that had never been invaded before.
"You can come in me, you know," said Diane sweetly.
"We'll see," Jason said. "I love doing it to you, and let's see what happens."
"Sure!" she said, patting his back. "I love every stroke."
The other girls arrived by ones and twos and stripped, then stood around the room or sat on the edges of the bed.
Jason
pulled out of his virgin, then reached from girl to girl, stroking each
little set of outer pussy lips. None of the girls shied away, and some
giggled. The girls kept taking surreptitious glances at his hard, slick
cock.
"Where's Tory?" Jason asked, panting.
"Here," said the little one.
"Oh, honey, can I fuck you, now, please?"
"Oooo, yes, yes, yes!" said the little girl, presenting herself to receive him in missionary position a few seconds later.
Jason plunged into this little girl, as wet and hot and deep as Diane but with no virginal catch.
Along
with the sensations of his cock plunging into the young girl he
thrilled at the sight of just how she was laid out so willingly,
letting his cock pierce her over and over. Then there were all the
other girls.
As Jason thrust away, he held himself up sort of
like a sea lion. "Sally, can you bring that pussy of yours ... right up
here where I can eat it."
The quiet big girl knelt with a knee
on either side of Tory's head, her little pussy thrust forward proudly.
As she held her own lips apart, Jason extended his tongue to lick her
slit and especially her clit.
But there were other girls in the
room, and he wanted to lick every single clit there was while he
pounded into Tory's welcoming vagina.
He licked the clits of three other girls, then realized he wanted more.
"Sally!" he said. "Can I fuck you now? Please?"
"Yes,
you may," said the girl quietly, then lay beside little Tory. She
presented herself for the taking. and Jason slid over eagerly and
plunged into his next eager pussy, taking time to look at Sally's
satisfied expression at being filled up with his cock.
He licked another pussy as a girl straddled Sally's head to present her prize to his tongue.
He
paused to think how perfect this was. His fully engorged prick feasted
on the exquisite pleasure of vaginal walls. He adored the sensation of
the rest of the girl's body touching him as he fucked. Then he felt
something else: He also felt that stirring, that sense of an impending
orgasm, an impending release and ejaculation. He didn't pay too much
heed, though. He was in such a sensual and sexual heaven that he
concentrated on the moment.
"Esther, let me stick my finger up
you again!" he said, and the girl he had been fondling presented her
pussy eagerly for finger penetration. He licked another clit as the
owner thrust her twat forward and opened her lips to present her organs.
His pleasure was intense, but he felt the sense of impending orgasm slip. Then he knew what he needed.
"Diane,
I need you again!" he said, and the mass of girlhood rearranged itself
so that Diane appeared beside Sally, swollen pre-fucked pussy fully
ready to be retaken.
His cock had by now sampled four vaginas
that day, and although all were exquisite he found the virgin one most
to his liking. He thrust hard and deep right up into the center of the
young girl Diane, and he felt that slow burn of orgasm lurking once
more. After appreciating fully the sight of the girl below him, he
lowered himself onto her, and said to the others, "Just touch me,
girls, touch me somewhere!"
His sweaty chest closed the distance
and pressed against the girl chest. He slid his hands down and behind
his lover to clasp one buttock in each. And as his head lay beside
Diane's on the pillow, he turned towards her, admiring her smell, the
shape of her young ear and the delicate patterns of her hair and skin.
Then
he felt all the girls, touching him everywhere. He felt the distinctive
softness of pussy lips on his head and on his left calf. Everywhere
else he felt hands and kisses and cascades of girl hair.
He was
wallowing in sexual excitement being delivered to every one of his
senses. He was especially aware of the girl pelvis between the butt
cheeks he held and his own pubic bone and thrusting cock. The pelvis
held a firm and eager virgin pussy that was giving his cock every
possible sensation of safety and excitement and welcome.
His
cock bulged and he felt the tingles of orgasm approaching, but it was
still not a sure thing for him. Just then the girl Diane whispered, "I
love it so much!" Tickles merged into a surge of feeling as his body
entered the ancient reflex. As he pounded his cock in and out
frantically, ecstasy filled his brain and he felt the semen shoot from
his tip, over and over again, filling the inside of the vagina at the
center of the pelvis he clutched so frantically, specifically the upper
part of the vagina. He loved the idea of exactly where he was spurting
it all, the age of the girl and the fact that no one had spurted up
there before.
He heard a commotion as soon as his spurts began,
and they had barely ended when he felt himself lifted off of his
virgin. He looked down in time to see a surprising amount of semen in
the glass bulb of a vaginal syringe as it slid out of his lover -- the
most recent one, the one where he had deposited his precious fluid.
The
syringe vanished and he heard footsteps racing down the stairs. His
virgin Diane turned over to snuggle against him and drape her leg over
his pelvis.
A gentle blanket of girl parts enveloped the two of
them and he promptly fell asleep. He hadn't ejaculated in a long time,
so his satisfaction was more intense than usual.
He was dimly aware of girls extricating themselves from the pile and moving away, but he went back to sleep.
When
he awoke an hour or so later, there was only one girl left -- Sally.
She was gently fondling his cock, and it was responding.
"I gave up my sperm -- what's left?" he asked, half to the girl and half to his RAD.
"You don't have to do anything," said the girl. "But could you let me finish what you started?"
"They're not making you do this?"
The girl shook her head.
"RAD, is this right?"
"Yes, Jason, Sally's desire to engage in further sexual intercourse is entirely her decision. You are free to decline."
"If you don't want to..." she said, looking down and pouting.
"I'd love to, Sally, you gorgeous creature. Here, I'm on my back. Take me!"
He
then beheld the young adolescent rearing over him, placing his cock tip
at her girl opening and descending to engulf him inside her. Her lust
was unmistakable.
And though he surely wouldn't come again, he
treasured seeing the adolescent close her eyes as she humped up and
down on him. She lifted herself and plunged downward over and over to
accomplish the primal fuck, but while he was fully inside her she
paused and wiggled her pelvis against him, no doubt giving her clit
just what it needed. Within two minutes she gasped and cried out.
As the girl slumped, he guided her to lie beside him.
After a moment, she asked blearily, "Should I go now?"
"No, if you're willing, just stay here and relax."
"OK," she said, looking relieved.
Jason stroked the girl's hair softly, and within a minute he realized she was asleep.
He
was moved by her trust and delighted to feel her delicious, naked,
sexually satisfied young body intertwined with his. This was heaven.
"You know your adventure with those girls a month ago?"
"How could I possibly forget?"
"It seems your semen collected that day caused three pregnancies out of thirteen inseminations."
"Whoa!"
he said. Imagine that! He would be a father three times over! His semen
which had been so hurriedly whisked away had been divided up into
several portions and a bit inserted into the vaginas of a bunch of
fertile women.
"Oh, no," he moaned. He couldn't suppress a smile as he said, "Does that mean I'll be under pressure to do it again?"
"It
would be helpful to the cause of human survival," the RAD said. "We
will be trying to find ways to enhance the experience, of course."
"Yes,
that would be nice," Jason said absently. In fact, he was hard-pressed
to think of any way the experience could be improved!