My family is huge, simply huge. My 7 siblings produced a dozen nieces (not counting my sister Joy's daughter because she was much younger, or my 2 daughters, making a total of 15 female 1st cousins) along with 7 nephews, and they produced 24 grandnieces (again, not counting my 3 granddaughters) along with 13 grandnephews, who so far have produced 42 great-grandnieces along with 17 great-grandnephews. Add in spouses and that makes for one large family reunion. Let me see if I can catalog them:

My oldest brother John produced one niece, Patty, along with a nephew, Johnny, who incidentally are both older than I am, and Patti produced 2 grandnieces who have produced 6 great-grandnieces.

My next brother Everett only produced one nephew, John Louis, who was also older than me and died never marrying.

The next brother Julien produced 2 nieces, Cheryl and Nancy, who produced 2 grandnieces along with 3 grandnephews who have so far produced 5 great-grandnieces and no grandnephews.

My oldest sister Abby produced 2 nieces, the infamous Lexi and Cindy, along with one nephew we call Butch, and those have produced 3 grandnieces along with 2 grandnephews, who have so far produced 4 great-grandnieces along with one great-grandnephew.

My next oldest sister Hazel produced 4 nieces, Laurie, Lynda, Lonnie, and Lynn Ann, along with 1 nephew, Joey, who produced 9 grandnieces along with 6 grandnephews who have so far produced 18 great-grandnieces and 7 great-grandnephews.

The next sister Fran produced 3 nieces who have produced 4 grandnieces and 2 grandnephews who have so far produced 11 great-grandnieces and 3 great-grandnephews.

And my youngest sister Joy produced a niece and a nephew who produced 4 grandnieces and no greats so far.

I'm not sure how all those numbers add up but they're close enough. Of the dozen nieces I grew up with, the oldest was born in 1945 when I was 3, and the youngest was born in 1950 when I was 8. That's 12 girls in 5 years from 5 different mothers, 3 of them sisters along with 2 sisters-in-law. Lexi was the oldest, Sherry the youngest, and all of us grew up on the west Side of Our Town within easy walking distance of one another. We were a close-knit family.


Lexi begins with a mental image. We all have these images, of things or events we once saw which etched themselves deeply into our memory, available for instant recall in vivid detail throughout the rest of our lives. That is my image of Lexi. She was in 1st grade, 6 years old, while I was in the 3rd grade, 9 years old.

It was mid-morning, a couple of days before Christmas, and mom and my sister Abby, Lexi's mother, along with Joy had gone Christmas shopping, leaving me home to look after Abby's kids, Lexi along with 5-year old Butch and 3-year old Cindy. Butch and Cindy were playing back in the bunkhouse, as we called it, a large bedroom at the back of the house, while I sat on the couch in the living room watching Lexi coloring in her coloring book.

Earlier that morning Abby had taken Lexi for her Christmas photo, and Lexi was still wearing the prettiest red velvet Christmas dress with a scalloped white lace bib around the throat, a big, wide satin bow tying the waist behind her, and a short, full skirt with a frilly, lacey white nylon little girl's slip underneath. She wore black patent leather Mary Janes over thin white sox with scalloped tops, turned down the usual inch. Her naturally curly, thick auburn hair, a little less than shoulder length, was brushed perfectly, with a pert large red bow pinned toward the back.

Lexi was a gorgeous child, one of those showstoppers people stop in their tracks to look at and admire. With pale, almost translucent skin, perfect features with deep brown eyes and full, naturally rose-colored lips, her body thin and well-shaped, Lexi was stunningly beautiful. Her mother, my oldest sister Abby, was herself statuesque and gorgeous, but a very vain woman, in truth, who loved dressing Lexi well and assuming credit for her child's stunning beauty. Lexi could not leave the house without people stopping to comment, and all the attention resulted in Lexi being a very self-assured little girl, confident in her looks and demeanor which only added to the overall effect she had on people.

So this is the image frozen in my memory: Pretty little 6-year old Lexi, maybe 3 and a half feet tall, bending over the ottoman in the middle of our living room in her pretty Christmas dress coloring away, facing away from me at such an angle that I have a profile of her serious, pretty face as she works away on her coloring book, but what has my attention are her red-ruffled nylon panties on display beneath the short skirt and lacey white nylon slip, red panties covered with row after row of red ruffling lace all the way up, her perfect little butt swinging back and forth with each stroke of her crayon.

Have I done well at painting the image? I have no idea how long I had been sitting on the couch watching Lexi color that morning. My mind was on my sister Joy and her friends. They were not treating me nice, and it upset me, made me angry and morose. All my life I had been their entertainment, their toy, their little doll to play with, but now that they were reaching puberty, all they ever talked about were boys their age, giggling and talking and not paying me any attention anymore. For 5 years and more, play sex had been a very active part of my life, but now that the big girls were getting really fun to play with, they didn't want me anymore. It wasn't fair, that's what I was thinking as I sat with my eyes blindly transfixed on Lexi as she colored away.

Those red-ruffled panties switching back of forth with each stroke of the crayon had me mesmerized, and gradually I realized I was becoming aroused. At 9 years old, that surprised me. All my life I had played with older girls, Joy and her friends, and that is how I saw myself, as a boy who liked big girls, the bigger, the better, certainly not little ones like Lexi.

My nieces were always around, but I had never thought about them sexually until this very moment, and I was a little shocked by how I was feeling toward Lexi. Maybe that's why the image is so ingrained in my memory. I watched Lexi work for several more minutes, and then rose from the couch to have a better look at those fancy red-ruffled nylon panties.


Lexi was really focused on her work and didn't seem to notice as I knelt down behind her. With my hands on her hips to still the swinging, I examined the red lace and found my hands squeezing into the firm roundness of the perfect little butt cheeks and my fingers exploring how they formed up from the crevice of her crotch. It felt really good, surprisingly good, and I could feel myself becoming more aroused as my fingers clutched deeper into the flesh underneath the panties.

Lexi paused to glance back over her shoulder. "What are you doing, Uncle Jimmy?" she asked.

"I'm feeling your panties," I answered, my hands continuing to work over her butt. "I like how they feel. They feel sexy."

"I know "Lexi said as she returned to her coloring. "They're really pretty, aren't they?" Lexi liked pretty things.

"Yeah, they are," I said. "I like how they feel." Lifting the skirt, I folded it up over Lexi's back, straightening it before lifting the frilly, lacey little nylon slip and folding it up over the skirt. The red sash around the dress waist was keeping me from seeing the waistband of the panties so I worked the dress and slip up a little higher until I could see an inch or so of flesh above the waistband of the panties. My hands circled around the skin of her waist until my fingertips touched, seeing how big her waist was, and then brought the palms of my hands down over her hips. The hips of the big girls were beginning to flare, and I was looking at Lexi's little figure in comparison. Lexi's body was nice and shapely but not as much as the big girls. Sliding my hand on around, I felt over the smooth, silky panties covering her tummy while the other hand continued clenching the firm roundness of her butt cheeks.

"What are you doing now, Uncle Jimmy?" Lexi asked as she glanced back again.

"I'm checking out your figure," I said.

"Is it okay?" she asked, a look of concern on her pretty face.

"Yeah, it's fine," I answered. I was trying to push the fingers of my hand on her tummy down into her crotch. "Spread your knees apart, Lexi," I told her, "I want to see how they feel underneath," and Lexi dutifully stepped her knees wider apart to make room for my hand as she watched with an elbow resting on the ottoman next to her coloring book.

I felt over the double-layered crotch of the panties good, letting my hand run over the inside of her thighs, feeling how her legs culminated into her crotch, and getting more sexually excited as I did. "Does it feel okay?" Lexi asked as she watched.

"I like how it feels," I said, letting my fingertips feel up and down her little pussy slit and then pushing up, pressing the lips apart so I could work my fingertips inside. Lexi giggled and squirmed her hips. "That feels funny, Uncle Jimmy," she said. "What are you doing now?"

"I'm feeling your pussy," I said. "See how this feels," I said, cupping my hand tightly around her pussy mound and squeezing my middle finger up into the slit. "How does this feel?" I asked, stroking the finger back and forth inside the slit while my other hand clenched and massaged the firm flesh of her butt cheeks. "Does it feel good? Do you like it?"

Lexi thought about it as she watched. "It feels funny," she said, still thinking about it. "Why are you doing that, Uncle Jimmy?"

"I want to see how it feels," I answered.

"Oh," Lexi said. "Okay."

"See how this feels," I said, sliding my hand down inside the front of her panties. Her little pussy was already getting wetter as my finger came up inside the slit to stroke back and forth. "Does it feel better?" I asked.

Lexi thought about it as she looked down at her crotch. "Yeah, that feels good," she laughed, twitching her hips back and forth. "I like that."

"That's good," I said, continuing to stroke while my hand roamed over her butt cheeks, squeezing and feeling how perfect they were. Her pussy was getting wetter. "It makes you feel sexy, doesn't it?"

"Yeah," Lexi laughed, "it makes me feel naughty."

I was beginning to get very hot as the juices lubricated her little pussy slit. "Let's go into Joy's bedroom, Lexi," I said. "I want to take your dress off." My bed was back in the bunkhouse where Butch and Cindy were playing, and Joy's bedroom was off the kitchen, away from them.

"You do?" she asked, sounding a little confused. "Why?"

"I want to play with you and I don't want to mess it up," I answered.

She thought about it. "Okay," she said, "but mommy'll get mad if you mess up my dress."

"I know she will," I said, taking her hand to lead her through the kitchen and back into the bedroom, "but we'll be careful."

Sitting on the edge of Joy's bed with my knees spread, I undid the sash before unzipping the dress and letting Lexi step out of it so I could lay it carefully on a chair. Returning to the bed, I felt over Lexi's pretty, lacy little girl slip. "I like how this feels," I said.

Lexi beamed with pride. "It's really pretty," she said. "I really like it."

"Me, too," I said. "Let's leave it on. I want to see how it feels," standing to undress. Lexi leaned against the bed as she watched me strip, and when I stood after taking off my underwear she giggled. "How come it's sticking out like that, Uncle Jimmy?" pointing at my stiff 3-inch cock sticking out in front of me. Lexi had never seen me naked before.

I laughed. "I guess it likes you," I said, crawling up to prop my head and shoulders against the pillows, my stiffy pointing straight up at the ceiling. "It thinks you're sexy."

"It does?" Lexi asked, laughing as she hopped up on her knees beside me to stare at my pecker. "That's funny," she said, still laughing. She was getting excited now.

"I think so, too," I laughed, pulling her down on top of me and moving her around between my legs so that the pecker was pressing into her chest.

Lexi laughed and giggled, squealing and squirming as I lifted and moved her. "What are you doing now, Uncle Jimmy?" she asked as I settled her down on top of the pecker. She giggled and squirmed more at the feel of the pecker pressing up into her chest. "It feels funny," she giggled. "It's sticking me."

"I bet," I laughed, dragging her slowly up over the pecker to feel the sensation of the nylon slip pressing against my crotch. "Your slip feels sexy," I said, bringing her high enough that I could cup my hands around the firm, round butt cheeks and squeeze them downward, pressing her lower tummy into the pecker.

"It does?" she laughed, resting her elbows on my chest as her sparkling brown eyes looked at me. This was by far the most attention 9-year old me had ever shown 6-year old her, and she was relishing it.

"Yeah, it does," I said, laughing with her. Lifting her shoulders, I said, "Sit up now so we can take it off," and Lexi drew up her knees beside my hips to sit on my upper legs while I lifted the slip over her head and laid it to the side.

I examined her body as my hands moved up her thighs to her chest, feeling of her. Her tiny nipples were such a light pink I could hardly see them. "Wonder when you're going to start getting boobs?" I said, I pinching into the nipples.

"I don't know," she giggled, pulling in her arms bashfully as she twisted and turned.

"That's okay," I laughed, rising to get an arm around her so I could pull her back down on me. "I really like how your butt feels," I said, sticking my hand inside the back of her panties to feel the firm flesh. "Go ahead and take off your panties now."

Pulling her back down after she had kicked the panties away, I said, "Lift your knee so I can feel your pussy some more."

Lexi's foot rested on the bed, knee in the air as she watched my hand holding her pussy mound, feeling my fingers massaging the pussy as my finger slipped back inside the slit to stroke. "That feels good, Uncle Jimmy," she said.

"I can tell," I said. "You're pussy's getting hot and wet inside."

"It is?" she asked.

"Sure," I said, "feel of it," moving my hand aside for her.

Lexi's excited face looked up at me as her fingertips felt inside the slit. "It's wet," she laughed.

"That's because you feel sexy," I laughed, pulling her upward until her face was beside mine and dragging her leg over on top of my pecker. "Now I'm going to big girl kiss you and see if you're any good at it," I said.

She blinked at me. "What's that?" she asked.

"You use your tongues," I explained. "That's how big girls kiss. Your tongue plays with mine."

"Okay," Lexi laughed, and I brought our lips together, pushing my tongue inside and as Lexi responded with her tongue, I slipped my finger back inside the pussy slit to masturbate her as we tongue fucked.

In moment's Lexi's chest was heaving as she writhed hard against me, and I could feel her little body flushing hot. After a minute or so, she looked up at me, eyes wide. "I feel funny," she said, breathing hard. "I'm all tingly."

"That's an orgasm," I laughed. "I'll show you something that feels ever better in a minute, but first I want you to play with my cock, okay?" I asked as I relocated her on her knees down between my legs. "Go ahead and play with it," I said, placing her hands on the pecker. "Have you ever played with one before?"

"Just Butch's," she said, beginning to squeeze and tug on the pecker. She giggled. "His isn't this big."

I laughed with her. Pulling her head down, I said, "Lick on it. I want to see how your tongue feels."

After a few tentative licks, Lexi began getting into it more and more, licking over the pecker and nut sack and taking a few sucks on the pecker. "That feels good," I said, caressing her pretty face. "I'm going to fuck you with it when your pussy hole gets big enough," I said, showing off my knowledge of such things.

Lexi looked up at me. "What hole?" she asked, and I laughed.

"In your pussy," I said, "I'll show you later. First I want you to suck on my cock," my hands on the sides of her face bringing her mouth up to fit over the pecker. "You have to suck on it really hard," I said, my hands pumping her head up and down on the cock. "That's good," I said, watching her indrawn cheeks and feeling the suction. "Keep going just like that."

After a minute or so, I felt my orgasm rising, a boy's long, drawn out contraction of delicious agony. Lexi reacted when my body began to tremble, but holding her head down I said, "Keep sucking hard. I'm cumming."

Lexi's face looked completely perplexed as I drug her back up on top of me, resting with my arms wrapped around her as I regained my breathing. "You gave me a good one," I said, admitting, "I think that was the best one I ever had."

"Really?" Lexi asked, pride breaking over her face.

"Yeah," I said, holding her excited body as I rested to regain my breath. "Now I'm going to do you," I said, rolling her over on her back and getting between her legs and helping her position her feet on the bed with her knees lifted.

Using my thumbs to stretch open her pussy lips I leaned in to press my tongue firmly into the bright pink flesh inside and lick upward, hearing Lexi gasp. "Wow, that felt really funny, Uncle Jimmy!" she laughed, wriggling her hips.

I laughed. "You're really going to like this," I said, pushing my face back down into her pussy.

The big girls, Joy and her friends, had taught me how to do a good job eating pussy, and I used my tongue on Lexi's swollen little clit as my fingertips stroked inside the slit. In no time, Lexi's body flushed hot and trembled. "I'm tingling again," she said, and I listened to her short gasping breaths as my tongue continued to work the little pussy. That was the beginning. Lexi was hooked on play sex, and I was hooked on her. From that point on, Lexi and I were practically inseparable until I left for college.


In those days, the whole family, all my brothers and sisters and their kids, would come to our house Christmas morning to open presents and have Christmas dinner later that afternoon. The house would be full of laughing, happy people and excited kids running everywhere, usually still in their sleep clothes. By mid-morning, moms would head into the kitchen to begin preparing Christmas dinner while dads cleaned up the house, loaded the family's presents and toys into the car to take home along with the kids to get them properly dressed for Christmas dinner.

At Christmas a couple days after my episode with Lexi and her red-ruffled panties I found myself watching my other 6-year old niece, Cheryl, and wondering if she would be as much fun. I was finding there was much to be said for playing with kids like Lexi. Unlike my sister Joy and her friends, I could do anything I wanted to Lexi, whenever I felt like it, because I was her bigger and older uncle and she had to mind me. Watching Cheryl, I wanted to try her out next.

After dinner, I got my chance when my brother Julien took Cheryl and her 5-year old sister, Nancy, home to play with their new dolls. As soon my brother returned to our house, I sneaked out to ride my bicycle over to their house.

I found the two of them sitting facing one another on their bedroom floor, still wearing their Christmas dresses, playing with their new dolls, sitting with their legs in front bent at the knees so their feet sprawled back beside their hips in the manner that only a child can do. I sat on the bed and we talked a little about what a great Christmas they were having, but their minds were on their new dolls and soon they were totally focused on them, brushing and playing.

Getting up from the bed, I knelt down beside Cheryl, reaching one hand under her skirt to feel of her pussy while the other went under the skirt behind to feel of her butt cheeks. "What are you doing, Uncle Jimmy?" Cheryl asked, still brushing away on the doll's hair. "I'm feeling of you," I said, cupping my hand around her pussy mound so I could press my fingertips up into her pussy and massage it while my other hand clutched the flesh of her firm butt cheeks.

"Oh," Cheryl said, keeping her attention on the new doll.

"Hold your skirt up so I see your panties," I said, and Cheryl raised the skirt to reveal bright red nylon panties. "Are those your Christmas panties?" I asked.

"Yeah," she answered. "Nancy has some just like them, don't you, Nancy?"

"Uh-huh," Nancy said, and lifting her skirt added, "See?"

"They're pretty," I said, and sliding my hand inside the waistband of the panties, I said, "Now I want to see how they feel inside."

"Okay," Cheryl said, watching my hand disappear inside the panties.

Cupping my hand around the bare flesh of her pussy mound, I pressed my finger up into the warm slit, finding it still dry. "See how this feels," I told Cheryl as my fingers massaged over the little pussy.

Not quite sure what I meant, Cheryl said, "It doesn't hurt," watching my hand inside the panties.

"I know," I said. "I want to see if I can make it feel good."

"Oh," Cheryl said, watching me work.

In moments I could feel wetness and soon I was able to stroke the finger up and down the slit. "That feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yeah," Cheryl said, and giggled as she glanced up, her eyes showing some sparkle. "It feels good, Uncle Jimmy."

"Do it to me, Uncle Jimmy," Nancy said.

"I'm going to do both of you," I said, getting up to go sit on their bed and take off my high top Keds and socks before pulling off my shirt.

"What are you doing now, Uncle Jimmy?" Cheryl snickered as I stood to begin undoing my jeans.

"I'm getting naked," I laughed, pushing the jeans down. "Do you guys want to see me naked?"

"Yeah!' both squealed with delight, bouncing with excitement. Dropping my underwear to expose my stiff pecker brought squeals as they pointed and laughed.

Laughing with them as I sat on the bed with my knees spread, I said, "Come look at it," and watched the girls spring up to run kneel between my legs. "Go ahead," I said as I leaned back to rest on my arms. "You can play with it." I watched as the girls touched with their fingertips first, then seeing it was really okay began to fondle the pecker, squealing and giggling with their wickedness.

Sitting back up, I pulled Cheryl in, saying, "Let's take off your dresses now, Cheryl first and then you, Nancy. We'll leave your panties on for now."

With the dresses off both the girls, I stood Cheryl in front of me first to look her over, rotating her hips to look and feel over her firm butt cheeks as my hand roamed over her bare chest and tummy.

Cheryl stood giggling and blushing, arms curled with hands tucked under her chin, as I examined her. "Are you being bashful?" I laughed, wrapping an arm to draw her into me. "I know what you want," I teased, slowly pulling the waistband of her panties out before sliding my hand inside. "You want me to play with your pussy more, don't you?" I said, clamping tightly around the pussy mound as Cheryl squealed and danced.

"Spread your legs for me so I can rub it good," I said, and laughing as she did, Cheryl spread her legs and thrust her hips forward. "Good girl," I said, sliding my finger into the warm slit and finding it even wetter. "Sexy girl," I laughed, masturbating over the swollen clit. "It feels good, huh?" I asked.

Cheryl vibrated with excitement, hips squirming as my finger stroked. "Yeah, this is fun, Uncle Jimmy," she said, eyes sparkling with excitement.

Laughing, I said, "Let me do Nancy and then we'll have some more fun," I said, pushing her back to make room for cute little Nancy.

Little Nancy's hands rested on my legs as she stood shaking, her cute face so flushed she looked as if she might burst with excitement. Wrapping an arm around her waist to pull her close, her hands came up to my shoulders as I kissed her hot cheeks and loudly whispered in her ear, "What do you want me to do with you?"

Immediately she whispered back, "Play with me!"

"Want me to stick my hand in your panties?" I whispered, and she couldn't help squealing with delight.

"Yeah!' she whispered, dancing with excitement.

"Okay then," I said, sliding my hand inside, and again she squealed with delight as my hand clenched over her pussy mound for my finger to slide inside her wet little pussy. I laughed as the finger began masturbating, saying, "You're a hot little girl, Nancy!" Her giggling was out of control as she said, "This is fun, Uncle Jimmy!"

"Do you want to play with this some more?" I asked, pulling her hand from my shoulder to wrap around the pecker.

"Yeah!" she laughed. "Can I?"

"Sure," I laughed. "Get down on your knees so you can see it better, okay?"

"Okay," Nancy squealed, dropping to her knees and grabbing the pecker.

I pulled Cheryl up on her knees beside me, wrapping an arm around her as we watched Nancy's little fingers probe and explore. "You can lick it if you want to," I told Nancy, and her face radiated excitement as she looked up.

With a quick lick up the shaft, she asked, "Like that?"

"Do it all you want," I laughed, reaching down to pull her head into my crotch. In moments her mouth and tongue were all over the pecker and nut sack. "Show me how hard you can suck on it," I said, and Nancy began to suck as hard as she could, her head bobbing as she glanced up for approval. "That's really good!" I laughed, stroking her hair, and with that, I turned my attention to Cheryl.

With Lexi, I had explained tongue fucking but with Cheryl I simply lifted her on top facing me with a knee to each side, wrapped her arms around my neck and then held her head as I pushed my tongue into her mouth. She tried to jerk back but I held her head in place until she got the idea before sliding my hand inside her panties to masturbate her as we tongue fucked.

In moments she was making little animal sounds and squirming her hips, her chest moving faster and deeper, and I felt her body flushing hot as she began to shake. Grabbing my neck tighter, she said, "It tingles."

"It feels good, doesn't it?" I asked, continuing to masturbate.

Cheryl was clinging to me desperately, her hot body vibrating. "Uh-huh, it feels really good, Uncle Jimmy," she gasped.

"In a minute I'm going to take off your panties and lick your pussy," I said. "That'll feel even better." Pulling my hand from her panties, I held her as she settled back down. "Come up here with me," I told Nancy, helping her up on to the bed before lowering Cheryl down between my legs. "It's Cheryl's turn."

Little Nancy was excited out of her skull as Cheryl sucked my pecker into her mouth. Standing Nancy, I said, "Take off your panties and show me your pussy," and with squealing delight she stripped the panties off.

"See, Uncle Jimmy," she said proudly, thrusting out her hips to me.

"Good girl," I laughed, and lifting her I fell backwards, carrying Nancy down to sit on my face, hearing her yelling and screaming as she squirmed and jumped with the feel of my tongue pushing up into her slit.

Little Nancy was well into her little girl tingling orgasm when I locked my legs around Cheryl's head, forcing it down on to the pecker as I went into another long, painfully delightful orgasmic seizure.

Two more nieces were now into play sex, and within a few days three of us were in bed together, Lexi, Cheryl and I, and I helped the girls lick each other's pussy. That was fun to watch, something I had not seen the big girls do. We added the younger ones, Nancy and Carolyn, and made it their job to eat their older cousins' pussy. As time passed, we added all the other nieces, following the same pattern.

A year or so later, I was able to get a finger inside Lexi and Cheryl, and not long afterwards my skinny pecker. From then on we fucked continuously, adding nieces as they came of age.


These years, from the time Lexi was 6 until Sherry and Lynn Ann, the youngest two, grew to 5 or 6, were a vast learning experience for all of us. We spent countless hours in bed together, between each other's legs as we explored our sexuality. My little cock and balls seemed simple enough for them to understand, but the wonders of their little pussies never ceased to amaze me.

We studied pussies as scientifically as we could, using flashlights and floodlights, mirrors and magnifying glasses. We probed and we measured. We learned where to touch and rub to stimulate and make the pussy feel good. We studied orgasms, how to make them better and last longer.

Hymens fascinated us. We learned that babies are born with a protective wad of skin covering the hymen which gradually goes away to expose the hymen as the baby grows into a little girl. We watched as year by year the hymen became thinner and more pliable. We saw the first signs of a hole in the hymen at age 5 and 6, and we watched as the hole grew larger with each passing year, from an eighth-inch at 6, a quarter-inch at 7, to a half-inch at 8. We probed, learning the diameters of objects we could stick into the hymen hole to reach the pussy inside. This is when I developed my technique for stretching the hymen, opening it in order to stick ever bigger objects through it, like fingers first and then eventually my cock.

Once my cock fit inside, first Lexi, then Cheryl and on down through the nieces, we learned how to fuck in ways that felt good and didn't hurt. The girls worked and worked on ways of achieving strong, delicious feeling orgasms. We may have just been little kids, but we got very good at sex.

It was Lexi who brought the first friend to play sex with us, and not to be outdone Cheryl brought two. By 3rd grade, both Lexi and Cheryl were bringing as many of their classmates home from school with them as they could, for the express purpose of fucking them. This began a kind of competition among the nieces that lasted right through Lynn Ann and Sherry, the youngest. When one of the girls brought home a friend who chickened out because she was afraid it would hurt, we held her down so I could stick her. Once the girl discovered it not only didn't hurt but felt good, it never failed that she enjoyed fucking from then on. We never had a moment's problem with any of the nieces' friends.

From the beginning, Lexi and I became inseparable, even though she was only 6 back then. Lexi took to play sex like a duck takes to water, and overnight it became her favorite game in the world. In chapters to come, I will tell a few of the stories of Lexi and me, but it is impossible to overstate what a wild child gorgeous Lexi became, nor is it possible to overstate how much fun the two of us had.


Years and years later, after we had all moved away, married, and settled down, I got a telephone call from Lexi. Lexi had married well, and settled down in Colorado to raise her family. "Bill and I are leaving for a 3-week Mediterranean cruise," she said. "Bill's parents are going to see after little Will while we're gone, but I won't you to take Buffy." Buffy was her 9-year old daughter, and like Lexi, she was a drop dead gorgeous child.

I laughed, saying, "You've got to be joking." But she wasn't, and that was the point. She knew I would fuck Buffy, and that is what she wanted me to do, to teach Buffy how fun play sex can be. She wanted her daughter to experience at least some of the fun she had as a little girl.

Not too many months after that, I got a call from my niece Judy. "Earl and I are taking a two-week vacation, and I want you to look after Amber and Angie while we're gone." One by one, my nieces sent me their daughters. The subject of play sex never did nor has it ever yet come up. We simply never discussed what went on when their daughters came to spend time with me. Of one thing I am sure: the nieces believe the play sex we experienced as kids benefitted them, made them better, more responsible stable adults. Play sex is a healthy, natural activity for kids, just as it is throughout the animal kingdom. Humans have simply forgotten how to play the game, a forgotten game that somehow we rediscovered growing up.

More years went by, and one day I got a call from my grandniece, Jennifer: "Do you mind if Britney comes down to spend some time with you this coming summer?" The next generation has now arrived.

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