Growing up in our town, our family had five houses in relatively close proximity: first was the one I grew up in, the home place of our parents; another belonged to my nieces Cheryl and Laurie, daughters of my brother; another belonged to my nieces Lexi and Cindy and nephew known to family as Butch, kids of my oldest sister Abby; another belonged to my nieces Laurie, Linda, Lonnie, and Lynn Ann along with my nephew Joey, kids of my sister Hazel; and the fifth belonged to my nieces Carolyn, Marilyn, and Sherry, daughters of my sister Fran. Looking back, I find it fascinating that my siblings with their husbands actually owned these houses, because the fact is, although they may have seemed much older to me at the time, they all now seem awfully young to have incurred responsibilities for homes and kids. For instance, my sister Fran, the youngest of my older siblings other than Joy who was only 3 years older than me, was just 17 when I was 5, marrying a fellow several years older, and the two of them already owned a home by the time their first child, my niece Carolyn, was born. Their home was a new one in a neighborhood of new homes lived in by young couples just like they were, and my oldest sister and her husband, the parents of Lexi, also lived in a similar but different neighborhood. The sister next older than Fran, my sister Hazel, as well as my brother lived in older homes in established neighborhoods, actually quite near our park where the homes were owned by people of a variety of ages. By the standards of the times and our town, my siblings were middle class, and in fact, my sister Abby even had a pool in the back yard.

During the summer months, my sister Abby's house was a favorite gathering place for family and friends to have weekend pool parties, and did my older siblings ever love to party! They were young, after all, my siblings and most of their friends were in their late 20s, early 30s, and a hallmark of our family has always been how tightly knit the family has always been. All my siblings were best friends as well as siblings, so when they partied, they partied together along with all their friends.

Each Friday afternoon typically brought with it a keg or two of beer to the backyard pool of my sister Abby's house, to be tapped and consumed over the next couple of days, along with whatever other wines and alcoholic beverages people brought along. On Fridays and Saturday, neighbors could expect loud music and laughter as my siblings and their friends danced and partied in and around the pool late into the night, but then again, that was usually not a problem because the neighbors themselves were already at the party. It was an absolute delight for my little nieces and me to sit in the dark, well after the time we should have been in bed, watching the grown folks drinking and playing.

The time period for these years was the 1950s, early 1960s. Swimwear for women was typically a rather heavy form-shaping Lastex, a blend of nylon and spandex, one piece with a "modesty" panel across the crotch, a built-in bra with straps buttoning inside the top of the swimsuit toward the sides which could serve as halter straps, tying behind the neck, or buttoned to the swimsuit in the back as shoulder straps, or which could be removed entirely for a bare shoulder look. Some had extra reinforcing to flatten the tummy, and some were designed to enhance the shape of the lady's butt ("fanny-shapers"). Two-piece suits never showed the belly button and the tops always had built-in bras with straps. Bikinis had been invented, but it was years before I ever saw one; respectable ladies did not wear them, and bikini waxes and shaving pubic hair were a thing of the future. Men still wore boxer type swim trunks, as they were called, very short, only extending an inch or so down the leg, usually with a kind of fishnet brief underneath to hold their package. The legs were loose enough for a kid easily to slip a hand underneath to feel the treasures inside the fishnet briefs. There was something of a fad at this time with some men were wearing a new style tight nylon/spandex swimsuit, also short, extending an inch or so down the legs. Nothing was worn underneath so a man's package was fairly visible through the tight material. These swimsuits seemed pretty risque for the time, perhaps some European influence, but as I recall quite a few younger men wore them, maybe to show off their physique. As I recall, most of these were made by Janzen.


The July 4th bash was always an awesome event at my sister's pool, but the one which took place in 1957 took the prize for awesomeness. That it fell on a Saturday was a major contributor to the magnitude of the party, in that it meant Friday was a work holiday beginning a 3-day weekend. Consequently, the first keg of beer showed up Thursday afternoon, followed by more kegs as the party intensified throughout the afternoon and evening. Many people left work early Thursday afternoon, and from noon on more and more people gathered, drinking beer and playing in the pool.

This spectacular 4th of July party I speak of occurred in 1957, as I said, the year I was 13, a little less than 5 feet tall weighing perhaps 90 lbs. My swimsuit was one of the new style, tight Janzen's, which irritated me when my pecker was soft or cold because everyone could see it was only 1 or 1 and a half inches long and so I tried to keep it massaged enough to stay semi-hard, making it around 2 and a half or 3 inches long which I thought was pretty manly for my age and was proud to show off.

Pretty Lexi was 10, some 4 and a half feet tall weighing perhaps 60 lbs. with a lithe little body beginning to show hips and puffy, very pink nipples which stood out an inch or so. Those growing breast buds were a constant source of interest and pride to Lexi; she could hardly walk past a mirror without stopping to lift her shirt and look at them again, often fondling them to feel the firmness grow inside the nipple as she became stimulated. Over the years, I've seen many little girls doing exactly the same thing, often quite unconsciously fondling their puffy nipples through their shirt as they sat idly watching television or whatever. Her swimsuit for this particular 4th of July party was a two-piece, solid white, made from a new ultra-thin, stretchy fabric (perhaps the reader can help me recall the name of this fabric), a very lightweight, thin material with a natural, skin-like feeling, something like the microfiber fabrics of today. The top was about a 6-inch band encircling her chest with thin shoulder straps, a series of ruffles in the front, while the bottoms were simple panty briefs up to the waist. Since it was a child's swimsuit it had no modesty panel, but unlike looser smaller kids' swimsuit bottoms, this one fit stretchy tight, outlining each butt cheek clearly and perhaps even a hint of a camel-toe in front. With her developing, lithe body, her peaches and cream complexion and gorgeous curly auburn hair, 10-year old Lexi was more than aware of how sexy she looked in it.


It always feels like I am understating Lexi's physical appearance: she had that natural beauty people could not resist stopping to stare at, but she also exuded a kind of tangible sexual allure, even as a little girl, that was heart-stopping to be near, for men and women alike. That play sex was her favorite game - she was into it like other little girls might be into dolls or skates or make-believe - made her an incredibly potent force, even as a kid. She exalted in her power over grownups; seducing a man or woman gave her an exhilaration like she had just won a race or contest. To think of her as some sort of nymphomaniac would be to miss the point entirely; it was the game of play sex she loved, and if she had any addiction at all, which I have never thought she did, it was to the game. For me, it is akin to my love of baseball. As a kid I loved it and played every chance I got, but there came a time to put the game behind me and move on. Lexi did exactly the same thing with the game of play sex. At age 65 today, she still has the looks and allure to seduce any man or boy, but she is well past that game. A joke in my family between my nieces and me is that if play sex had been an NCAA sport, Lexi would have gotten a full-ride scholarship to college and been a 4-year All-American.

I also feel compelled to defend Lexi's use of her prettiness to seduce people. In her late teens, her vain mother, my sister, whom I should add bought that sexy white swimsuit for her gorgeous little girl, coerced Lexi into entering our state's Miss America pageant. When Lexi came in first runner-up, Lexi was tickled pink, because it meant she had lost and out of the competition. Beauty for beauty's sake was not Lexi's thing. Using another sports comparison, Lexi was like a wide receiver with great speed. No one would ever question the wide receiver taking advantage of his superior speed in the game he plays, so likewise, why would anyone question Lexi taking advantage of her great beauty in the game she enjoyed playing?

For clarity, I should add that at age 10, Lexi had not begun fucking men. I fucked her and some of my friends (though not from our school - from other parts of town), but she had not had a cock inside her from a boy over the age of 14 or so, and the reason is that none of us knew a little girl could handle a man's cock. The following year at age 11, my niece Cheryl allowed a college boy and his friends to fuck her, and it was not long after that that Lexi fucked her first man's cock. As a grown man, I prefer to begin fucking girls when they reach 9 or 10, but as kids, we simply did not realize that was possible.


It seems appropriate to explain the particular 4th of July party in more detail because of the sexual promiscuity it evoked. Although we kids looked at the people there as grownups because they were, after all, our parents, the fact is my nieces and their friends parents were all around 30, healthy, vigorous young folks in the very prime of their lives. Outside of the kids, the ages of the people drinking and partying ranged from my sister Joy and her friends, teenagers from 16 up, to older friends in their 50s and perhaps 60s, but by far the bulk of the partiers ranged from 26 or so to 35 or so, young parents and singles out for a good time. As I think back on the event, I consider this the main contributor to the sexuality that transpired: young, healthy people coming together under ideal conditions to drink and party and play.

That it also occurred as the game of play sex among my nieces and their friends was at its peak also had to be a contributor. Many of the kids at the party had grown up in the neighborhood of Our Park so were familiar with and had played with all the "naughty" men, as we called the fellows who frequented the park, a number of those men were at the party, intimately familiar with us kids and what they could do with us. These were the men who initiated play sex with us at the party, and other people, both men and women, who wanted to play sex with kids but never had had the courage were encouraged by what they were witnessing to join in.

Along that line, let me repeat that everyone, men and women alike, find kids sexually attractive, whether they admit it or not. So very many people argue with this statement, but it is an easily demonstrable fact. To prove the point, let me start with an example we have all experienced: A person walks by two people, and one says, "Oh, what a sexy person that is!" The other says, "Are you crazy? That person isn't sexy at all." To one, the person in question evokes a feeling of sexual attraction. That is what the word "sexy" means: the feeling of sexual attraction. My sister would have taken Lexi shopping, had her try on the white swimsuit, and when Lexi stepped out of the dressing room, my sister would have exclaimed, "Oh Lexi, you look darling in that swimsuit!" When friends saw Lexi at the party in the swimsuit and commented to my sister how sexy she looked in it, my sister would have swelled with pride, knowing how very true the statement was. But had anyone asked either my sister or those commenting if they were sexually attracted to Lexi, they would have been repelled by the notion. But that is a logical fallacy, a lie to themselves and others because in order to see a kid as sexy means by definition being sexually attracted. Our culture demands this lie and it is so ingrained we cannot recognize how illogical a comment it is. To keep the cultural demands and mores intact, heavy drinking around sexy kids is not a good idea.

Which brings us to the prime reason for this particular party's sexual promiscuity: Drinking lowers inhibitions, which was the true catalyst for what happened the weekend of this particular 4th of July party. Young, vibrant, good-looking people crowded together in nothing but swimsuits, bare flesh touching bare flesh, with the express purpose of letting their guards down and having as much fun as possible. The spark that ignited the sexuality may well have been all the kids, and there were many, and their excitement with the game of play sex.

Of course, not everyone at the party was involved in sexual activities. My memory of the event is tinged by what I experienced. Many people, most of the people, I feel certain, did not indulge. But for those of us involved, including my nieces and me, it felt like everyone was having sex with everyone else for 3 solid days.


Kegs that had arrived shortly after lunch Thursday afternoon were soon being seriously tapped by those who had taken off work early for the weekend holiday. By mid-afternoon when I got there after school, I was amazed to find 50 or more people already there, loudly talking and joking around and in the pool, all in various states of intoxication, up to and including drunk.

By 5 o'clock Thursday afternoon as the grilled hamburgers and hotdogs began to be served, there must have been over 50 people around the pool in my sister's backyard. Music blared as people drank, danced and played games in the pool. By dark, the crowd had swelled to twice that number and the mood was most definitely "Party!" Everyone in the neighborhood was there as well as everyone my siblings worked with or knew, along with friends of all these friends.

Kids ran everywhere once school was out for the 3-day weekend and moms got them and herself into swimsuits and headed over to join in. Lexi came out to model and show off her new swimsuit shortly after she got home from school. It was avant-garde, chic: no one in our little town had seen anything so dazzling. My vain sister took great joy and pride in having Lexi model it for everyone to get a good look as they oohed and ogled. Lexi, of course, knew well enough how sexy she looked and the effect she was having on libidos, men's and women's.

Strutting around the pool looking prissy and sassy, it was not long before one of the men from Our Park, an early arrival at the party who had been drinking since noon, picked her up, laughing and squealing, and jumped into the crowded pool with her, much to everyone's delight and amusement. Holding her in front of him as both wiped the water from their eyes, he said, "Don't you look sexy today, pretty girl?" Laughing with a sexy twinkle in her eyes, Lexi's hands held on to the man's shoulders as she wrapped her legs loosely around his waist. "You like my new swimsuit?" she asked with a giggle.

"What do you think?" the man asked as his hand under the water clasped around her pussy mound.

Lexy laughed and squirmed, drawing her arms around the man's neck. "I think you think I'm sexy," she whispered in his ear, wriggling her hips down on to the man's squeezing hand on her pussy.

"God yes I do," the man said, a hand grasping her butt cheeks as the other found the waistband of her swimsuit and her forced his fingers down inside to find her slit and begin rubbing.

"Oh, that feels good," Lexi giggled, squirming her hips and tightening her legs around him. Pushed her hand inside the waistband of his swim trunks to enwrap his swelling cock, she giggled, "Am I making you hard?"

"Oh fuck," the man sighed, feeling her hand tightening around his cock and beginning to tug up and down. "God I wanna fuck you so bad, Lexi."

With her face in front of his, she answered in her sexy, little girl voice, "But I'm too little. You know that." She grinned at him, feeling his finger stroking inside her slit, and then closed her eyes in pleasure. "Wow, that feels good," she said, her chest beginning to heave as her hand tugged the cock as her hips lifted and fell on the man's finger. "I needed this," she added, feeling her orgasm rising. "All day at school today I've been wanting to get off," she said, her tongue flicking over her dry lips. "Oh, here it comes," she moaned, her body seizing up as her eyes squeezed shut. Lexi could always orgasm on a dime.

Watching the gorgeous little girl begin to orgasm sent the man over. "Oh fuck," he moaned, his back arching back as Lexi felt hot cum exploding into her hand.

Still orgasming, Lexi whispered, "Cum for me. Cum big for your sweet little girl." The man was shaking all over, his knees weakening and trembling as load after load shot out over Lexi's pumping hand until he sagged back against the wall of the pool.

"That was fun," Lexi giggled. Nearby guys in the pool had realized what was going on. Some turned and moved away, some stood dumfounded, while others moved closer to watch. Lexi turned to the nearest one and said, reaching our her arms, "He's tired now. You wanna hold me?"

When Lexi hopped out of the pool and walked over to me, combing back her wet hair and straightening her swimsuit, I asked, "How many did you get?"

"6," she giggled, picking up a towel to dry her hair.

"Wow, that's a helluva start," I laughed, Lexi joining in as she bounced up and down on her heels in excitement. That is how Lexi kept score. It was not how many orgasms she had but how many orgasms she elicited that gave her the feeling of achievement.

Seeing Lexi, my other nieces and their friends had taken her cue and gone to work seducing, both in the pool and around the yard. I saw a man carrying my little 8-year old niece Sherry into the house and a little after that my cute little 6-year old niece Lynn Ann leading a man by the hand behind the hedge.

This hedge needs a little special attention: Along the far side of the yard at my sister's house was a tall, thick oleander hedge, behind which us kids had hollowed out a private play area between the hedge and the fence. The big oleander leaves on the front of the hedge totally blocked out the rest of the yard, making it completely private inside our play area where we had wooden apple boxes and baskets of various sizes along with other toys we used in whatever games we were playing in there. It was a fairly long area and pretty wide, actually, and all of us used it, the little ones for playing dolls or whatever while bigger ones played doctor or whatever.


By 9 o'clock, all the kids at the party had been taken home by their mothers and put to bed, leaving the adults free to drink and party hard. For Lexi and me, that meant we had to sneak out of bed and hide out, watching from the shadows. If any of my older sisters saw us, we were dragged off to the house and put to bed with admonishments that we had best stay there. We would sneak back out again, but it meant we had to be very careful to stay out of sight. As this Thursday night wore on, though, it soon became apparent we would not have to hide that much: everyone was drinking and partying too much to care, even my sisters including Lexi's mother. The sheer mass of humanity packed into the backyard shielded us well enough so that even if we were seen, a couple of steps through the crowd would be all required to disappear from sight.

As we watched the grownups inhibitions falling away with the massive consumption of beer and alcohol, Lexi and I became bolder and bolder moving through the thick swimsuit-clad crowd. Gorgeous little 10-year old Lexi was relishing the event, eagerly searching out lustful eyes watching her. Seeing someone looking her over, she would go up to them, laying her hands on their chests if it was a man, taking their hands if it was a lady. "Hi, my name's Lexi," she would say with her delightful, sexy laugh, "what's yours?" One of her tricks was this touching, encouraging the person to wrap an arm around her or lay their hands over her shoulders or whatever. She wanted their hands on her. Once they did, she would wrap her arms around them, saying something like, "It's so crowded I feel squashed," with her sexy little laugh.

Often she received a comment on her fancy swimsuit. "Isn't it pretty?" she would say. "Feel the material," she would add, taking their hand and squeezing it into her firm butt cheek. "Doesn't it feel good?" she would giggle naughtily, squeezing their fingers deeper into her flesh as she massaged her own butt with their hand. "Here, you can feel how thin it is," she would add, holding out the top chest band for them to slide their hand under. "It's so stretchy and thin it doesn't feel like I'm wearing anything," she would laugh. "Like I'm naked." This was all about seduction, and Lexi gauged how she went forward based on her target's reactions.

If it was a woman, she would turn the attention to them. Putting her hands on the lady's hips, her little eyes would look lustfully up and down the lady's body. "Wow, Miss Taylor, I didn't know you looked so sexy in a swimsuit," she would say in awe. "Such pretty hips," she would add, letting her hands travel down the lady's hips and around to cup her butt cheeks, "and such pretty boobs," moving her fingers lightly over the lady's bosom. "Do you think I'll ever have such pretty boobs when I grow up?" she would ask, her hands on the lady's breasts as she looked up with her inquiring, sexy brown eyes.

Laughing, the lady would say, "Of course you will, sweetie," running her fingers through Lexi's gorgeous hair.

"You think?" Lexi would laugh back, her fingers digging deep into the flesh of the lady's breasts. "Yours feel so nice," she would add. Holding out the bottom of her top, she would say, "Feel mine. They're little bitty," with a petulant look, her lower lip stuck out sexily.

"Oh honey, they feel fine," the lady would say, her fingers squeezing the puffy, pink little nipples between them.

Giggling, Lexi would say, "That feels good. Do the other one, too, okay, Mizz Taylor?" With the lady's hands under her top, Lexi's hand would go to work on the lady's boobs, squeezing and kneading. "Do that feel good to you, too, Mizz Taylor?"

Quickly taking Lexi's hands, the blushing lady would say, looking around, "Don't do that in public, dear, someone might see!"

Lexi would blink her eyes a moment, looking hurt, and then brighten up. "Oh, I know! Come over here where us kids play," she would say with a laugh, pulling the lady's hand. "Nobody can see us there!"

Once behind the hedge, it would not be long before she was standing on a box as the lady slid off her bottoms, and not long after that before the lady sat naked on a box, her legs splayed over Lexi's shoulders as the little girl stroked her clit with her tongue as she fucked her fingers into her.

If it was a man, Lexi would laugh, "Gosh, you're so big, Mr. Eberly. Can you pick me up?" her hands going up over the man's shoulders. Once her butt sat on the man's arm, she would wrap her legs around him, pulling him into her as her arms wrapped his neck. With a sexy little laugh, she would say, "I feel so safe up here," leaning in to kiss his lips. "Nobody can get me here!" she would laugh. "I'm your little girl now!" she laughed.

Lexi knew the man wanted her from the way he had been looking at her before she went to him, so she knew her challenge was to embolden the man to take her. Once in his arms, if he would not initiate action, she would do it for him.

Taking his hand holding her back, she pulled it around to her to lay it on her bare leg. "Which do you think is smoother?" she would ask, "my skin?" helping the man run his fingers over her exposed inner thigh, "or my swimsuit?" moving the fingers up to her pussy mound and circling them over it. "Can you tell?" she would ask with a laugh.

Laughing, the man would say, "I can't tell, honey. They're both smooth."

"Feel both at the same time and see if you can tell," she would say, helping the man cup his hand around her pussy mound with his two smaller fingers still on her leg and pressing them in. "Feel good and see if you can tell," she would say in a sexy, little girl voice. As his hand moved, fingers curling up into her, Lexi would say, "Oh, that feels good," squirming into his fingers. "Does it feel good to you, too?"

"Oh yeah," the man would sigh as he gained confidence, his fingers pulling more and more into her pussy.

Wrapping her arms tightly around the man's neck, she would lean her mouth into his ear. "Oh wow, Mr. Eberly," she would moan softly, "you're making me feel tingly all over. Her little hips would begin moving with his stroking fingers as she would add, "Don't stop, okay? Please?"

"Okay honey," he would say, his chest beginning to heave.

Breathing hard into his ear, Lexi would whisper, "Carry me over there in the dark where nobody can see us, Mr. Eberly, okay?" In the dark corner of the yard, Lexi would whisper in his ear, "Put your hand inside my swimsuit, Mr. Eberly, please, pretty please? It feels so good."

With his finger stroking her slit, Lexi would whisper, "Do you think I'm sexy, Mr. Eberly?"

"Oh yeah," Mr. Eberly would pant. "You're the prettiest, sexiest girl in the world."

"I wanna see," Lexi would say, her chest heaving as she slipped her hand down inside his swim trunks to wrap around his throbbing cock. "Oh wow, Mr. Eberly," she would moan, her little fingers squeezing up and down the throbbing shaft. "It's so big, so hard," she sighed, her hips pumping into his finger. "When I get big enough, will you stick it in me?"

"Oh yeah, baby," Mr. Eberly would moan. "I'll fuck you good, pretty girl."

"Good," Lexi would gasp, and squeeze up into orgasm. "Just a second, Mr. Eberly," she would gasp, letting go of the cock. "Don't cum, I wanna suck it for you when I'm done going, okay?"

After a few more orgasmic surges, Lexi would hop down in front of him, giggling as she pulled down his swim trunks to take the big cock in her hands. "Oh, it looks so nice, Mr. Eberly," she would say, looking up at him as she blinked prettily. "I'm sorry my pussy's too little but you can fuck me in the mouth, okay?"

Gulping down the man's cum, Lexi would look at him with her little girl eyes as her tongue licked the remaining cum into her mouth to swallow, saying, "Wow, you really gave it to me, Mr. Eberly." With her wide, innocent eyes, she would ask, "Was that fun?"

"God yes," the man would answer, his knees trembling.

"Good!" Lexi would exclaim, jumping up to give him a warm kiss on the lips. Skipping off she would add, "Let me know when you wanna do that with me again, Mr. Eberly. I really had fun!"


Meanwhile, I did much the same with the drunken ladies of the party. A neighborhood lady watched me as I made my way through the crowd. Coming up, she took my shoulders to gaze up and down me. "Look how you have grown, Jimmy!" she gushed, and I could hear from her voice she had been drinking a lot. "I almost didn't recognize you, you've grown so much," she continued to gush. Taking my hand, she led me off, saying, "Come over here where I can see you better."

Behind a row of shrubs was the pool equipment, enclosed on two sides was a 3-foot high concrete block wall connected to the back wall of the yard, designed to shield the equipment noise from the yard. Leading me into this enclosure, she chose to sit back on the pool filter, a circular canister about 30 inches in diameter and perhaps 30 inches high, her legs spread as she pulled me between them. Looking toward the shrubs, I could see we were totally shielded from the backyard. With her hands on my butt cheeks, she pulled me stumbling toward her as she said, "Come closer so I can get a better look at you, Jimmy."

Laughing, I came to rest standing close in between her legs, the back of my leg against her inner thigh. "It's good to see you, Mizz Brown," I said in my best little boy voice. "It's been a long time, huh?"

"Yes, it has," she said. Her hands on my hips turned me sideways as she said, "Now let me get a good look at how big you've grown." With my hand resting on her shoulder for balance, she gripped my far butt cheek with one hand as the other stroked back and forth across the front of my hips, back and forth across my little semi-hard cock bulging inside the tight Janzen swimsuit. "My, my," she cooed as her hand stroked back and forth, "what a handsome young man you are becoming." I could feel each stroke pressing into my cock.

Laughing, I said, "You really look pretty in your swimsuit, Mizz Brown." My eyes looked up and down her body as I added, "I've never seen you in a swimsuit before. You look really good, Mizz Brown."

"Silly boy," she laughed, her hand coming to rest curled over my little cock and into my crotch. She was treating me like a little boy, I realized, feeling me up.

"No, no, I'm not kidding," I added earnestly. "I think you look really, really sexy tonight."

"Oh, you're teasing," she laughed, her hand on my butt cheek repeatedly squeezing into my butt cheek as her hand in my crotch moved back and forth over my little cock, stimulating it. "Oh my!" she exclaimed, pulling back her hand to look at my growing cock. Laughing, she added, "You are getting to be a big boy, aren't you?"

I laughed, looking down at my cock which was pulsing upward with her. "Naw, it's not very big yet," I said dejectedly. "I wish it was a lot bigger."

Laughing as she pulled me around to face her, she stroked my growing cock through the swimsuit with her fingers as her other hand still squeezed my butt cheek, saying, "Now, Jimmy, it is a very good size for a boy your age."

"You really think so or are you just teasing me?" I asked eagerly, both hands resting on her shoulders as I thrust my hips forward to get more into her face.

"No, I'm serious, Jimmy," she said, pinching her fingers into the shaft that was now growing down my leg as it was trapped inside the tight swimsuit.

"Really?" I asked, inching forward until my legs pushed into the insides of her bare thighs. "You can look at it if you want to," I said seriously in my little boy voice.

She giggled as she glanced up at me. "Okay," she said, and with her fingers in my waistband, slowly began pealing down my tight swimsuit over my hips and legs until my cock came springing out. "Whoa!" she exclaimed, her head jerking back as it sprang free. Looking up at me as she reached for it, she added with a laugh, "It sure is a peppy little guy!"

My cock was now its full throbbing 5 inches as she squeezed and pulled on it. Putting my hand around her head to pull it down, I said in my little boy voice, "Can I put it in your mouth, Mizz Brown?"

She laughed, holding back. "Jimmy, what a wicked little boy you are!" Looking at the throbbing little cock in her hands, she added, "Oh, I suppose it wouldn't hurt, leaning down to suck me into her mouth.

With my hands on her head, I used my hips to fuck her mouth. "Wow, Mizz Brown, that feels good." Reaching down, I thrust my hands inside the bra cups of her swimsuit and squeezed my fingers into the flesh of her breasts. She moaned softly as I said, "You've got really nice boobs, Mizz Brown. Pulling one hand out, I reached on down between her legs to push my fingers into her crotch, pushing in and out harder and harder until I could feel I was inside her slit, her juices soaking through the fabric, my other hand continuing to squeeze and pull at her breast. "Are you gonna show me yours, Mizz Brown?" I asked, her hands on my hips pumping my cock into her mouth. I showed you mine so you gotta show me yours, okay?" I continued, sounding as much like a kid as I could.

"Uh-huh," she murmured, unwilling to stop sucking to answer.

"Good," I giggled. "This is fun, Mizz Brown. I didn't know you were so fun." Holding her head, I slammed my little cock into her mouth. "Bite down harder, Mizz Brown," I gasped, "your teeth feel good on it." The feeling of her teeth scraping against the skin brought me rapidly to orgasm. "I'm gonna cum in your mouth, Mizz Brown," I gasped, chest heaving. "Swallow it for me, okay?" With a hard thrust into her face, I began unloading my cum into her mouth, listening to her swallowing sounds as she gulped it down.

Finished, I stood there as she gazed up at me and smiled. "My, what a big boy you are, Jimmy," she laughed. "That was a lot of sperm!"

I laughed, kicking off my swimsuit which still hung around my feet as I reached behind her neck to undo her halter. "My turn, now!" I said eagerly, helping her stand. Flipping down her bra cups and pealing the swimsuit to her waist, I looked at her grapefruit-sized breasts. "Wow, your boobs are so big and pretty," I said in amazement, and dropped my head down to suck a nipple into my mouth to bite and shove with my tongue. Taking my head in her arms, she moaned softly. Tugging her swimsuit on down over her hips as my mouth continued to work her nipple, I slipped my hand inside her crotch, pushing my fingers inside the soaking wet slit, and she moaned again. I pushed her swimsuit on down to the ground and she stepped out of it, bringing her legs back together as I gazed down on her furry patch. "Spread your legs a little so I can feel it, okay, Mizz Brown?" I asked. One foot moved about a foot apart from the other, and I pushed my hand inside her crotch, curling my fingers up into the slit where I could feel her swollen clit. Her hands were on my shoulders. "Wow, it's really hot in there, Mizz Brown," I said. Using my foot, I pushed her legs wider apart so my fingers could shove further under her and curl up into her vagina.

Her hands squeezed into my shoulders as my fingers entered her and she moaned an, "Ahh!" her body trembling slightly.

"Did that feel good?" I asked innocently, wrapping an arm around her waist, letting my hand relax before shoving my fingers hard up, deep inside her.

"Ohh," she moaned at the feel.

My fingers began to fuck her as my head went back to suckling her nipples. She was on her toes, her arms enwrapping me as she moaned with each hard thrust into her pussy. With each thrust up inside her, my thumb rubbed over her clit. I could feel her body temperature rising as her body became wet with sweat. Looking up, I asked, "Do you want to cum, too, Mizz Brown?"

"Oh yes," she moaned, still clutching my head and body to her.

My hands on her hips guided her over to the low concrete wall where I sat her down. "Just hold on, Mizz Brown" I said, kneeling in front of her and lifting one leg at a time over my shoulders. Shoving all my fingers inside, I slowly began finger fucking her as I pushed my face deep into her hairy crotch, feeling the hot wetness on my chin as I thrust my tongue into her clit and began to lick it. Above me, I heard a squeal of pure, sexual pleasure as her fingers grabbed into my hair. Sticking my tongue out as far as I could, I began bobbing my head up and down, running my rough tongue up and down her clit as my hand rammed as hard and deep into her as I could, over and over. Her feet began kicking up and down as her hands gripped my hair tightly, jerking my head up and down as she gasped over and over, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," her body sweating and trembling, until with several short gasps, her body tensed up and she gave out a tight, long squeal as the first spasm crashed through her. Trembling and shaking, she re-gripped my hair, a long, tight squeal erupting again as the next spasm coursed through her. Over and over until her hands in my hair relaxed and she began falling forward.

Quickly, I jumped to my feet to support her body, her sweating head lying over my arm as her chest heaved for air, her voice rasping. As she finally began to calm down, I said in my little boy voice, "That felt good, huh, Mizz Brown?"


Pushing my way through the crowd later that first evening, I came across Mrs. Eberly, seated in a lawn chair chatting merrily away with Lexi whom she held standing between her legs, her hands cupped around Lexi's little butt cheeks. Lexi rested one knee on the chair seat, pushed up between Mrs. Eberly's bare inner thighs against her crotch, her hands resting on Mrs. Eberly's shoulders as she smiled sweetly to the gushing lady, her words slurring badly as she raved over what a pretty, sexy little girl Lexi was. Mrs. Eberly was a tall, very nice looking lady with a very good figure, mother of two teenage boys, who lived in the neighborhood. We thought of her as old, since my siblings were all around 30, but in retrospect she could not have been more than in her late 30s. Walking up, I laid my hand on her shoulder, and she looked up to recognize me with a beaming smile. "Here comes that sweet, handsome young uncle of yours, Lexi!" she slurred, wrapping an arm around my waist to pull me to her as well. "I was just telling Lexi what a darling girl she was," she said, her eyes running up and down Lexi. "Don't you think she's lovely?" she asked me.

"And I was telling Mizz Eberly how pretty she is," Lexi chimed in. "You are s-o-o-o pretty, Mizz Eberly," she said to the lady, and then added with a giggle, "And you look s-o-o-o sexy tonight! Doesn't she, Uncle Jimmy?" she asked looking up, a wicked twinkle in her eye.

I laughed, feeling the arm wrapped around me begin slipping downward until her hand cupped around my butt cheek as well, pulling me closer. "You really look pretty and sexy tonight, Mizz Eberly," I said, lifting my knee up and over to rest on the chair between her legs as well, pulling it to the inside of her knee to open my crotch for her to see my little semi-hard pecker through the tight Janzen swimsuit I wore. Reaching my hand to her cheek to shift her face around for her eyes to rest on my crotch, inches away, I added, "You're the prettiest, sexiest lady in the neighborhood, isn't she, Lexi?" She blushed, giggling like a school girl. "Why don't you get up in her lap, Lexi?" I suggested.

"Uh-huh, she is," Lexi confirmed, climbing up into the lady's lap, a knee on each side of her hips as she wrapped her arms around the lady's neck. "You don't have any girls, Mizz Eberly," Lexi said, an earnest look in her gorgeous brown eyes. "Do you like little girls?"

Mrs. Eberly burst out laughing, wrapping both arms around to pull Lexi up on her knees and tightly against her, her head resting on Lexi's bare tummy. "I love little girls, darling," she slurred out enthusiastically, "Especially when they're pretty as you are!" One hand cupped and squeezed Lexi's butt cheek as she stared up at her lustfully.

Lexi giggled as she sat back down, Mrs. Eberly's hand coming around to rest on Lexi's upper leg, her thumb pressing in high on the little girl's inside thigh. Giggling, Lexi said, "You've got really pretty boobs, Mizz Eberly," her hands reaching to cover and squeeze them through the swimsuit, a wicked little seductive look in her little girl eyes.

Again bursting out laughing as she took Lexi's hands away, Mrs. Eberly said, "You shouldn't do that, you naughty girl," and pulled Lexi's cheek to hold tightly against hers as she laughed, one hand still squeezing into Lexi's butt cheek as the other roamed caressingly over her tight little body.

Lexi's hands returned to the bare chest just over the swimsuit top, pushing downward as she squirmed her own body closer into the lady, giggling with glee. "I like when you hold me, Mizz Eberly," she said. "Your hands feel good."

"Oh they do, do they?" Mrs. Eberly laughed, bringing her hands around to rest on Lexi's chest. "You like the feel of my hands on you?" she asked again, her voice slurring as the fingers of her hand circled down Lexi's tummy, the other continuing to work Lexi's butt cheek. Lexi continued giggling naughtily as Mrs. Eberly's wandering fingers continued on down to circle over her bare, upper legs, circling inside to feel her inner thighs.

Lexi reached down to pull the hand up tight against her crotch as she laid her head contentedly on the lady's shoulder, whispering, "Uh-huh, that feels good." With Mrs. Eberly's hand wrapped around her pussy mound, Lexi's fingers pushed deeper inside the bra cups as she softly giggled, her head still resting on the lady's shoulder, "Your boobs feel really, really nice, Mizz Eberly."

Mrs. Eberly laughed softly. "You are such a naughty, naughty girl, dear little Lexi!" she quietly exclaimed, but I could see her hand moving, lovingly massaging Lexi's crotch, her fingers pressing up into and stroking the little girl's pussy.

"Mmm," Lexi moaned softly, feeling the lady's fingers on her crotch. "Rub me there, Mizz Eberly," she purred. "That feels good," she added, bringing her head from her shoulder around to place her lips on the lady's.

An "Ahh!" escaped from Mrs. Eberly as she felt Lexi's tongue pressing inside her mouth, and then as Lexi's tongue began to play with hers she lost all composure, a hand pulling the back of Lexi's head into her as her fingers stroked hard and fast into Lexi's little slit. Reaching down, I cupped my hand around the lady's pussy mound, pulling my fingers up into the hot wetness to begin stroking. Hot wetness soaked the crotch of her swimsuit. After a few moments of this intensity, Mrs. Eberly suddenly threw back her head, gasping for air. "Oh my goodness," she panted.

Laughing I said, "Let's show Mizz Eberly your bedroom, Lexi." As Lexi and I each took an arm each to help Mrs. Eberly to her feet, I added, "Bet she's never seen it."

Mrs Eberly staggered slightly as she stood, trying to gain her balance in her disoriented state. "I'm afraid I'm a little tipsy, kids," she murmured.

"That's okay," I said as we began leading her toward the house. "We'll help you, won't we, Lexi?"

Earl stumbled out of the hall bathroom, obviously drunk, in time to see us leading a staggering, obviously inebriated Mrs. Eberly into Lexi's bedroom. Earl was one of the men from the park, a nice guy who worked at one of the car dealerships. I nodded for him to follow us in and he did, softly closing the door behind us.

Lexi stood on her bed facing Mrs. Eberly, her hands resting on the lady's shoulders for balance. "I need to take off my swimsuit now, Mizz Eberly," she said in her sexy, little girl voice. "Will you help me, please?" Mrs. Eberly stood there dazed, her fingers resting on Lexi's hips as she looked up and down the lithe little body. Lexi wrapped her arms around the lady's neck, pulling her into her as she brought their lips together. Again an "Ahh!" escaped as Mrs. Eberly felt Lexi's tongue push through her teeth and begin to work; again her arms flew around Lexi, her hands pulling the little girl to her, reaching down to grasp Lexi's butt cheek as she shoved her fingers back inside Lexi's crotch to stroke up into the little girl's pussy slit. Breaking the kiss to push her lips back to the lady's ear, Lexi gasped in her sexy little girl voice, "Take off my swimsuit, please?" Mrs. Eberly jerked off the top, fondling the little girl's puffy nipples before lowering her head to suck on them. Lexi's hands were on the lady's head as she whispered, "Take off the bottoms, too, okay?" Mrs. Eberly stared as her fingers lowered the bottoms to expose Lexi's bare little mound. Lexi's hands pulled Mrs. Eberly's head with her as she slowly bent back to lie on the bed, pushing the head down toward her crotch. "Lick it for me, please, Mizz Eberly?" she begged like a child, pulling Mrs. Eberly's head on down between her legs.

"Oh my god," Mrs. Eberly groaned as her hands slipped under Lexi's butt to lift the little slit up to her lips, kissing it profusely before pushing her tongue inside the slit and beginning to suck and lick with total sexual abandon.

Behind her, I reached to untie the halter straps of her swimsuit before beginning to pull it off. Mrs. Eberly had one knee resting on the bed, but did not notice as I pulled it down to get the swimsuit completely off, and then put it back up. I pushed my fingers inside her cunt, hearing her moan, and began to stroke her before looking up at Earl, standing near the door watching. "Do you know Mizz Eberly, Earl?" I asked. Earl's mouth was hanging open as he nodded yes. "She's a really pretty lady, isn't she?" I asked, "A really nice lady." Again the slow nod yes. "Wanna feel her pussy?" I asked, and Earl moved over, watching and waiting on me to remove my fingers before inserting his own finger and slowly beginning to stroke in and out. "She's got a nice pussy, huh?" I asked. Earl nodded as his other hand reached up and under to feel her boobs. "She's got really good tits, too, huh?" I asked. Again Earl slowly nodded. "Go ahead and fuck her, Earl," I said. "Fuck her good. She needs a good fucking."

Mrs. Eberly jerked a little as she felt Earl's hard, thick cock enter her and begin to fuck. Hopping up on the bed on my knees, I leaned down toward Mrs. Eberly's head furiously working between Lexi's legs. "Earl's fucking you, Mizz Eberly," I said. "You know Earl, don't you? He's giving you a really good fucking with his nice, big cock." Leaning back, I said, "You wanna see?" and leaning back, I grabbed Earl's cock on the next withdrawal and pulled it toward me. "Come show her your cock, Earl," I laughed.

Stumbling over in a daze, I tried pulling the slippery wet cock up on the bed. "Oh, come show me, Earl!" and excited Lexi called. Earl adored Lexi, and begun crawling up on the bed as I made room for him. Sitting up with his arm on Mrs. Eberly's back for balance, he pushed his hard cock toward Lexi, who took it in her hands in admiration. "Oh, look how wet it is, Mizz Eberly!" she exclaimed. "That's juice from inside your pussy!" she giggled. Mrs. Eberly's dazed eyes stared at the cock. "Hold it," Lexi said. "See how hard and big it is." Mrs. Eberly's hand went up to wrap around the long, thick cock as she stared at it.

"Say hello to Earl, Mizz Eberly," I said. Still holding his cock, her eyes lifted to Earl's and she gave a weak smile.

"You want Earl to fuck you with that, huh, Mizz Eberly?" Lexi asked excitedly. "Why don't you ask Earl to please give you a good fucking, Mizz Eberly?" Lexi pleaded, her pretty little eyes imploring as Mrs. Eberly looked at her.

Shaking her head a little as she tried to clear the fog, Mrs. Eberly looked back up at Earl to say, her drunken words slurring, "Would you please give me a good fucking, Earl?" and smiled a crooked sort of smile.

"Sure," Earl agreed, and began backing back down the bed.

As she felt the big cock shove inside her, Mrs. Eberly closed her eyes and moaned softly. "Feels good, huh, Mizz Eberly? Earl's big cock inside you?" Lexi said cheerfully. Taking the lady's head back in her hands, Lexi began lowering it back down between her legs. "Lick my pussy while Earl fucks you, Mizz Eberly," she said. "It'll be fun!"

Scooting myself back over, I pulled Lexi's legs up on Mrs. Eberly's back and reached under to tug and pinch the nipples of her hanging boobs. Leaning down my head beside her bobbing head pushed up in Lexi's crotch, I said, "You're gonna make Lexi cum, Mizz Eberly," I said. "Isn't she, Lexi?"

Lexi was watching Mrs. Eberly's head between her legs as she grunted out an "Uh-huh. Feels good."

"Then you're gonna cum when Lexi cums, aren't you, Mizz Eberly?" I asked, still working her nipples. "How long have you been wanting to get your hands on pretty little Lexi, Mizz Eberly?" I asked softly. "And now you've got your tongue inside her little pussy. From now on, you can have Lexi anytime you want her, can't she, Lexi?" looking up to the naked little girl watching the drunk lady at work between her smooth little legs. "You're gonna do whatever Mizz Eberly wants you to do, aren't you, Lexi? Anytime she wants you, all she has to do is come get you and you'll do anything she wants, won't you, Lexi? From now on, she can have you anytime she wants you, can't she?"

"Uh-huh," Lexi panted, her fingers caressing Mrs. Eberly's hair. "I'm your little girl now, Mizz Eberly. I love you and I'll do anything you want me to do. I just wanna make you happy."

Mrs. Eberly was softly groaning as her head continued bobbing up and down inside Lexi's crotch. "If you tell her to, she'll fuck Carl and Billy," I whispered to her, referring to her teenage sons. "You can watch while they stick their pretty cocks in her and fuck her pretty little cunt, would you like that?" Looking up again, I said, "You'll fuck those boys for Mizz Eberly, won't you, Lexi?"

"Uh-huh," Lexi panted, getting close to orgasm. "I'll do anything you want, mama. I'm your little girl. Your boys can fuck me good and hard for you, mama."

Now Mrs. Eberly was trembling and sweating profusely, groaning with pleasure. "Cum for your mama, little girl," I said to Lexi. "Cum now." Lexi's back arched up and her little body trembled with the orgasmic seizure and she softly squealed feeling the spasm rush through her.

"Oh my god," Mrs. Eberly moaned, her body vibrating wildly as she went into convulsive orgasm, her head curving back as she lifted little Lexi's hips up with her to keep her tongue inside the little girl's slit, revealing her neck muscles springing taut.

Her cunt clamped down as the first spasm rushed through her, sending Earl into orgasm. "Cum good in her, Earl," I said encouragingly. "Fill her cunt up with cum." Earl was doing his best to do just that.

Finally, Mrs. Eberly collapsed on top of Lexi, her chest heaving violently. Earl fell with her, lying on top as his chest heaved up and down, gasping for air, with his cock still barely inside, cum slowly dripping from the lady's cunt.

Lexi crawled out from under and down the bed to look at Mrs. Eberly's cunt. Wiping a wad of cum off the bed, Lexi went back up to Mrs. Eberly. Sticking her cum loaded finger inside the lady's mouth, she said, "Earl really filled you up with cum, Mizz Eberly." Watching the lady's lips close around her finger as she withdrew it, Lexi added with a laugh, "We all gave you a really, really good fucking, didn't we, Mizz Eberly?"

Her bloodshot eyes looked up toward Lexi as her chest continued to heave, and she smiled weakly.

"That's good cuz Mr. Eberly cummed in my mouth while ago," Lexi continued cheerfully.

Mrs. Eberly stared at her as what she said sunk in. She blinked and shook her head as if to clear it.

"It's true!" Lexi laughed. Rubbing her tummy, she added. "He fucked me in the mouth," she added, bending over with her little girl laughter. "And boy, all that cum really filled my tummy, too!" Mrs. Eberly's eyes were wide as she stared at Lexi, who laughed again. "Does he always cum in you that much? I could barely swallow it all!" She was enjoying the effect on Mrs. Eberly.

Laughing with Lexi, I reached over to pull Mrs. Eberly's nipple to get her attention. "Did you not know Mr. Eberly had the hots for Lexi, too, Mizz Eberly?" Lexi and I laughed again. "Both of you want to fuck her," I added. "You guys didn't know that?"

Still giggling, Lexi leaned over to kiss Mrs. Eberly sweetly on the lips. Stroking her hair back, she said, "You lay here with Earl and rest, Mizz Eberly. Maybe he can fuck you some more after he rests. Uncle Jimmy and me are gonna go find Mr. Eberly and tell him. Bet he's gonna wanna fuck both of us, huh?" she said cheerfully as she finished pulling back on her sexy little swimsuit.


That was Thursday night. Mr. Eberly was asleep in a lawn chair and we could not rouse him.

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