As with adults, kids often find age to be a quick and easy method of determining the structure of informal heirarchies, albeit with kids they can be notoriously pedantic.

Take, for instance, the trio of libertine young girls whose activities we shall be hearing all about shortly, Laura, Karen and Sandy.

Karen McLean, at the start of this tale, was twelve-years-old, or more specifically, she was twelve-years-and-two-months old. That, according to her, made her the leader of the gang, regardless of any other factors or, indeed, observations from her two friends that three people didn't really constitute a 'gang'. Boys would have taken more notice of physical size, but not girls, and thus Karen thought it irrelevent to her status as benevolent leader the fact that, at four-foot-eleven in height, she was two inches shorter than Sandy and only a fraction taller than Laura.

Laura and Sandy were both eleven, or rather, Laura was eleven-and-a-half and Sandy was eleven-and-three-quarters. Thus, Laura was the 'baby' of the trio whilst Sandy made do with being in the middle-rank.

Having known each other for years, the trio of little ladies had long since established their heirarchy and grown into their roles. Karen, who was a noisy and somewhat bossy girl with long brown hair and the biggest, darkest brown eyes you've ever seen, always walked ahead of her followers, always making up plans, deciding where to go and what to do in the big suburban housing estate that, for them, seemed like the entire world, and just as importantly she dictated important opinions it was necessary to hold, such as which boybands it was 'cool' to like and which ones were 'sad'.

Sandy, slender and slightly tall for her age, was content to remain in Karen's shadow, for whilst Karen had a bit of a tomboy streak, Sandy marked herself out as an individual by being flagrantly 'girly', nearly always dressing in pink and often wearing lipstick she pinched from her mother's dressing table.

Finally, little Laura, with a sweet round face so delicate and pale it looked like fine china, was a born follower who enjoyed taking orders, knowing that, when the girls frequently ended up in some trouble or other, she could just fall back on her fragile appearance to acquire some leniency. She would wobble her bottom lip, look like breaking into tears, and the teacher/parent/annoyed neighbour would feel their heart's melt and find it impossible to stay angry at the frail little girl, and would thus just grumble at the other two. Not that they got into too much trouble though, nothing serious at least, not counting the time they got a severe ticking off by a passing policemen who caught them one afternoon as they used white paint to erase the letter 'e' on the sign at the end of the street in which they lived, Cent Road, and a felt-tip pen to replace it with a 'u'.

The trio, Karen, Laura and Sandy, were like sisters, and it was rare for anyone in their neighbourhood to spy any of them without the other two within a few feet.

"What do you want to do?" asked Karen. It was a sunny Saturday morning, the start of the school holidays, and the three girls had too much time on their hands. With one week off, they'd be eager to make the most of their time. With six-weeks without school, they were totally stuck for ideas.

"Let's go window shopping," suggested Sandy.

"Nah, can't be bothered going into town," grumbled Karen. She yawned. She was wearing tight black jeans and a fairly skimpy lime-green top that showed off her flat stomach, and through the material, on account of her not wearing a bra, the nipples atop her budding titties were almost poking out. Some would think it odd that her dad would let her dress in such a rather racy manner, but certain conditions at home meant that her dear daddy was more than happy to let her dress like that.

"Shall we go down to the park?" Sandy then suggested. At the moment, they were just loitering outside Karen's house.

"Okay," Karen said, and then a wicked sparkle entered her big brown eyes, "I've got something to confess. A really big, like, massive secret that you can't tell anyone ever."

"Cool," Laura giggled, "What is it?"

"I'll tell you at the park. C'mon."

The three girls headed off.

Karen's secret was, indeed, massive. And nothing that anyone would have guessed.

Five-years ago, Karen's mother had left for good, leaving nothing more than a note that her father threw away in disgust once he'd realised his partner's departure before he'd swiftly had the marriage annulled, glad that at least he was at least in possession of his house and custody of his little girl. That left Karen, an only child, to be bought up by her father, Henry McLean. Father and daughter soon recovered and got on quite happily together with their wife/mother-less lives, becoming closer as Karen approached puberty. For one thing, Karen had began to sleep with her father after her mother had left. She was then aged seven and it seemed wonderfully innocent for the little blonde to pad into her daddy's room in just her knickers in the middle of the night and clamber into bed with him, sleeping peacefully with her thumb in her mouth. She did not show any signs of ceasing such behaviour as she grew older, and often she began sneaking into her father's bed nude. Karen got some sort of kick out of this, especially as her father slept nude, and she'd cuddle up to his warm body. Neither commented on this during the day, that nearly every night Karen would slip into her dad's bed when he was asleep, or more often, pretending to be asleep. Karen knew about the facts of life from an early age and knew what it meant when, snuggling up to her father under the covers, she sometimes 'accidentally' brushed against his cock and found it rock hard.

Two-years ago, aged ten, Karen had woken up one morning in bed with her father, both of them naked. Normally neither would comment on her presence, and just get up and have breakfast, but that morning Karen asked her father to see his cock, and whether she could touch it. Henry let her, laying back and watching as little Karen cooed and giggled as she touched his prick. Then she'd gripped it in her tiny fist and began pumping it, knowing that this was what boy's had referred to at school when they whispered about 'jacking off'.

Henry, who had been single since his wife had left him, was incredibly sexually frustrated, and almost immediately began to climax, groaning as his prick spurted a torrent of sperm at the tenth flick of his daughter's wrist. Karen was delighted and the pair found it rather amusing. From then on, she liked to jerk off her handsome daddy, and was only too happy when, after a couple of weeks, she was asked to suck him off. She liked the taste of cum, and she liked the way her father talked to her like a lover as she slurped down his erection and drank the warm salty juice he squirted down her gullet.

Karen was soon eager for sex. She'd been frigging herself for a while, usually quietly in bed as she lay next to her father, and because she'd assumed the identity of some sort of surrogate wife to her daddy, her hormones were kicking in at that tender age.

Henry couldn't wait to fuck his pretty ten-year-old daughter, and said so. Soon enough he'd plucked Karen's cherries, both her vaginal and anal ones, and the pair began to screw like a rampant, honeymooning couple. Henry had a real love of sodomy and fucked his daughter in the arse more frequently than he fucked her in the cunt, and Karen was quickly won round to this form of entry, getting off on taking her daddy's big prick in her tight bum. She loved sucking his cock too, and drinking his sperm or having it spurted across her slender, pubescent body. Since her titties had began to bud, she loved having hot sperm sprayed across them too.

Karen explained all this to Laura and Sandy, her two friends a bit freaked out but incredibly impressed. They were familiar with Karen's father, Henry, and both agreed that he was a good-looking guy and a thoroughly pleasant one too, the sort who'd never tell them off or nag at them. Karen felt so proud and mature as she explained how, over the last two-years, she'd been fucked by her father on a daily basis, and that it was both damn good fun and made her feel jolly mature. She was more like a lover than a daughter to her dear daddy.

"We've done it in tonnes of positions," Karen bragged, "in every room of the house. He fucked me this morning in fact," the twelve-year-old continued, "and will probably do it when I get home."

"Doesn't it hurt?" Laura asked, trying to imagine what it's like having a big willy rammed up you.

"Not really," Karen shrugged, "Only at first. Taking it up the arse isn't as sore as you'd think, that's what me and daddy do most of the time."

"That is so brilliant," Sandy gasped, trying to take all this in, "Wow. I bet you're the only girl in our year at school who's been fucked!"

"You're not to tell anyone though," Karen insisted, "No-one! Ever!"

"We won't," Laura and Sandy promised in unison.

"I wanna be fucked," Sandy pouted as she stood up, the bright pink dress she wore fluttering in the gentle summer breeze, "I wanna do it."

"Me too," Laura added, "If it feels good, I wanna do it too."

"Do it with your dad then," Karen added with a giggle. Her two friends frowned as they tried to imagine asking their father to fuck them in their arses, and the implausibility of it all made them giggle too.

"My daddy wouldn't go for it, Laura said.

"Nor would mine," Sandy grumbled, "Hey," she added, brightening up, "Your dad would though Karen. Wouldn't he?"

"You want my dad," Karen began, "to fuck you two?"

"Yes," nodded Sandy and Laura.

Karen smirked. This was what she hoped they'd say.

Got any pretty friends who'd be up for this? her father had asked her last night whilst sodomizing her lustfully in the bathtub, and Karen had grinned and said I might do.

"Let's go to my house," Karen said, and she got up and walked off, knowing that her two friends would be following behind like loyal little puppies.

Henry hadn't always specfically liked young girls, and his pleasure of little Karen clambering into bed with him years ago was originally purely innocent. However, it had soon developed into something rather less innocent, and now, having being indulging in the most lewd and esquisite sexual pleasures with Karen since she was ten, he'd naturally become so fixated on pre-pubescent and pubescent girls that, although he'd not turn down the offer of sex with a grown woman if it was offered, he wasn't going to go out of his way to seek it.

Little girls, he knew, were a man's best friend. And he was about to get two new best friends.

"Hi dad," Karen said as she sauntered into the living room.

"Hi sweetie," Henry replied. He noticed Sandy and Laura come into the room, both a little anxious but excited. "Hi girls," he said to them.

"Hello Mr McLean," Laura and Sandy replied in unison.

Karen had stepped up to where her father sat on the sofa, and she leaned in and clamped her lips to his and gave him a long and lustful snog, knowing that this would erase any doubts her friends had as to her intimate relationship with her father.

"What are you girls up to?" Henry asked once his daughter had stepped back, beaming with pride.

"Laura and Sandy want to join in our fun," Karen explained, "Isn't that right?"

Sandy and Laura nodded. The former looked excited, the latter looked amused and kept breaking into giggles.

"Well, I'm sure we can accomodate them," Henry told his daughter as he looked at the two little girls, "Either of you ever been fucked before?" His daughter's friends shook their heads and giggled, the same response they gave when Henry asked them if they'd ever sucked a cock.

"I played with a boy's willy once," Sandy admitted, "Last year. He showed me his willy and I played with it and then I showed him my thingie and he looked at it, and he just said 'Ewww it looks silly'."

"I'm sure your 'thingie' won't provoke such a response from me," Henry explained, "Undress ladies."

Sandy and Laura looked at one another, then looked at Karen.

"Come on," Karen huffed at them.

Sandy began to remove her pink dress, conscious of Henry staring lustfully at her. Encouraged by her friend, Laura began to take off her clothes too, removing her pink T-shirt and slinging it aside, then undoing her jeans.

Karen sat on Henry's lap, flinging an arm round him possessively and joining her father in watching as Sandy and Laura undress. Soon the two eleven-year-olds were naked, and Karen could feel her father's cock stiffen against her bum as she sat in his lap. It was hardly surprising. Sandy and Laura had such sweet, sexy pubescent bodies.

Sandy's long fiery red hair was tied in pig-tails with orange ribbons, and the pig-tails themselves hung down past her shoulders. Being five-foot-one, quite tall for her age, and with barely a hint of pubescent shaping to her body, she seemed especially slender. Her tits were barely apparant, just tiny buds that thrust her red nipples out slightly, and below her narrow belly was a hairless little cunt. Her bottom was slender too, although firm looking with a deep cleft. Henry nodded in approval as the girl gave him a twirl.

Laura, despite being just a little younger than Sandy, was slightly further into puberty, although not by much. She was shorter, had a more rounder face, and her chesnut brown hair was pulled back tightly in a pony-tail. Her titties were little more than bumps on her chest, but they were slightly bigger than Sandy's, although, like Sandy, Laura's cunt was perfectly hairless. Laura had a hint of puppy-fat that gave her bottom a nice roundness to it, two plump lilly-white cheeks that made Henry's mouth water.

"Superb," the horny father declared, "What a pair of gorgeous little ladies. What a trio of gorgeous little ladies," he added, remembering the presence of his daughter.

"Let's examine them dad," Karen suggested as she got off her father's lap. She sat next to him on the sofa. "Let's check out their hot little bodies."

Henry was rather amused. He knew his daughter had a budding bisexual streak in her - she'd often said how she'd like to fuck some of her girlfriends a school.

"Come here darlings," Henry said to the two fidgety little girls standing nude in the middle of the living room, "Laura? Let me check out your charms."

Laura stepped up, a little anxious at first, then growing with confidence as her friend's father began to run his big strong hands over her slender body. Henry stroked her tits and her belly, felt up her thighs, tickled her between her legs and kissed her smooth bald pubic mound.

Karen had seen her two friends naked before, such as when changing for Physical Education at school or the time they'd gone skinny dipping in the lake at the nearby country park, but apart from sly glances of curiosity, those times had not been laced with obvious sexual interest. Right now, though, she was seeking to identify with her father, to stake her position as a mature, sexually experienced and lustful participant in this activity, even though, of course, she was just a year older than the two girls who were about to be inducted into Karen and her father's world of enjoyable depravity.

"You look so sexy," Karen said as she sat there running her hands over Sandy's body, Sandy enjoying the novelty of being touched so intimately. She watched with eyes wide with curiosity as Karen, despite being a mere twelve-years of age, showed an evidently mature streak of sexual experience in the way she explored her friend's delightful body. She emulated her father by stroking Sandy's tits, making the girl quiver with delight when she pinched her nipples gently. Then Karen ran her hands down the girl's body, stroking her skinny stomach and then her hairless snatch. She gently inserted a finger into the tight slit and Sandy let out a slight gasp, then a soft sigh. She was certainly enjoying this.

"Do you have any hair down there yet?" Sandy asked Karen as the latter girl gently fingered the former.

"Only a tiny bit," Karen confessed, "You can see later. I've always wanted to get it on with another girl," she further admitted, "although I don't think I'd ever prefer a cunt to a cock."

Laura giggled as she listed to her friend's wanton declerations. Henry smirked too.

"Turn around Laura," he then instructed the child, "I must see your arse."

"You do the same," Karen said to Sandy.

Laura and Sandy did so, facing away from the father and daughter who were giving them such a thorough examination, their bare bottoms awaiting inspection.

"Oh my," Henry gasped as he reached out and genty fondled Laura's delicate round cheeks, "What an arse. So delicious. So firm and cute and fuckable"

"Sandy's is nice too dad," Karen declared, at that point fondling Sandy's behind.

"It sure is," Henry agreed, "Swap over girls," he added.

The two naked girls did so, and Henry sat and had a good fondle of Sandy's slender cheeks whilst Karen's hands fluttered over Laura's cute bubble-butt.

"Bend over," Henry then instructed Sandy. The girl did so, getting a thrill out of showing off such an intimate part of her body to this obviously randy grown man. "Jeez, what an arsehole," Henry sighed, totally besotted, "Absolutely gorgeous! The best part of any girl the anus is." The anus presented to him was, naturally, hairless. It was pink, slightly puckered and sat so beautifully nestled between two delicious, spread cheeks. Henry planted a kiss on each of Sandy's buttocks then deftly flicked out his tongue and ran it up her arse-crack, Sandy giggling at the ticklish sensation of her anus being licked.

Once again, Karen copied her father. She had Laura bend over and, after bestowing a few praises upon the sweet rosy arsehole that came into view, she licked it. Henry glanced across and realised that, although it would be most enjoyable to fuck these two horny friends of his daughter's, he was also going to enjoy watching Karen fuck them too!

"Can I see your willy Mr McLean?" Laura asked, still bent over in front of Karen.

"Yeah, I want to see it too," added Sandy, "Can we see it, pleeease,"

"You can see it," replied Henry, "and you can suck it and take it in your tight holes too."

Excitedly, Sandy and Laura stood up straight. Henry got off the sofa and began to undress.

"Sit next to me ladies," Karen said, "I'm eager to show off my daddy!"

Sandy and Laura sat down on the sofa, flanking Karen, eyes fixed on Henry as the horny forty-year-old divorced father removed his clothes. When he was naked, he stepped closer to the trio of girls that made up his wide-eyed audience and stroked his cock at them. It was average in length, six-inches, and slender, and utterly rock hard.

"Wow," gasped Sandy.

"Cool," added Laura, then she giggled. "Can I touch it?"

"Damn right," Henry replied. He stepped up to Laura who tentatively reached out and stroked the throbbing prick offered to her.

"Do it like this," Karen said, and she reached out and took Laura's hand, showing the girl how to jerk off a cock. She got that hang of it quickly and Henry closed his eyes and sighed softly as Laura's little fist pumped his cock.

"I want a go," whined Sandy shortly, and Henry obliging stepped aside and allowed Sandy to have a good look at his erection and jack it off for a moment. It took a lot willpower to keep himself from shooting his load, he was so damn horny.

"Why are you still dressed Karen?" Laura asked her friend, "C'mon, me and Sandy and your daddy are all nekked, you should be too."

"I almost forgot about that," Karen smirked. The pretty twelve-year-old hopped up off the sofa and stripped. She had a nice, tender body, barely into puberty, although slightly further into it than her friends. Her breasts were actually half-developed, although as she was not destined to be particularly top-heavy, her titties were still very small, although the nipples were very stiff looking. She had a cute round arse, fleshed out a little even though her hips were still narrow and far more like a little girl's than a woman's, and her cunt had recently began to sprout hair, a nice strip of curly fluff than framed her juicy looking pink slit.

"You look dead sexy Karen," Sandy declared. Like Laura, she had quickly realised that the three girls were going to be getting it one with each other as much as with Henry, and as they'd been such good friends since they were little, none of them thought it much of a big step to get physically intimate with each other. Besides, it was no bigger step than being fucked by Karen's father!

"Now we're all naked," Henry declared, stroking his erection as he surveyed the wonderful sights offered by the trio of naked pre-teen girls, "it's time to move to more serious work. Sandy? Laura? I'm going to deflower you two, and make little ladies of you. Are you ready?"

Both girls nodded, eagerly.

"Karen?" Henry said to his daughter, "I want you to assist."

The three girls instantly assumed an obedient state in the light of Henry's commanding role, eager to follow orders and ready to trust Henry's leadership.

They all went upstairs into the master bedroom, where Henry and his daughter both slept and fucked.

"I wanna be first," Sandy declared, hopping onto the large bed.

"I wanna be first," Laura said, with a bit of childish whine entering her voice.

"It doesn't matter who goes first," Karen sighed at them, folding her arms as she stood at the side of the bed, enjoying her role as the more mature and experienced of the three females in the room.

"Sandy can go first," Henry said, "But Karen's right, it doesn't matter which order you go in, you'll all get a good go of my cock. Besides, Laura can go first when I get round to deflowering your arseholes." He got onto the bed and arranged the girls.

First off, he had Sandy lay on her back, her skinny legs spread, her neat virginal cunt a pink slit winking from between her flung open thighs.

"Mmmm, that looks tasty," Henry declared as he knelt between Sandy's legs, and he knelt down and spent a moment licking the girl's hairless snatch. Sandy giggled at first, then moaned softly with pleasure. Karen and Laura knelt either side of their friend. Karen reached out and gently stroked Sandy's left tittie, and Laura copied her by fondling the right one.

"Wow, that's nice," Sandy purred, her budding boobs lovingly stroked by her friends whilst Henry lapped thirstily at her hairless cunt.

"Damn, I just gotta fuck this sweet cunt," Henry soon insisted, kneeling up straight, prick raging hard and eager to bust some cherries, "Hold still Sandy."

Karen and Laura moved away slightly as Henry prepared to mount Sandy. The slender eleven-year-old shivered with excitement as her friend's handsome father shifted up and placed one of his hands on the bed beside her shoulder. With his other he reached down and gripped his throbbing prick, which he guided to Sandy's cunt. He ran the swollen head up and down the pink hairless slit he was about to enter a few times, making Sandy giggle. It was ticklish, but quite pleasant.

Then Henry began to push his cock into the girl, slowly but firmly easing into her. Sandy felt a strange, sharp feeling that made her wince when Henry's throbbing meat was a few inches inside her, but then she felt soothing delight eminating from her rapidly filling cunt. On and on Henry went, squeezing more of his long shaft into Sandy. He took his hand from his cock once half of it was in the little girl and he lowered himself right down.

"Aaaaaah," he gasped, triumphantly, his seven-inch rod buried right up Sandy's cunt channel, "There we are. Uuuuh."

"Oh God, it's right in me," panted Sandy, "Oh wow. It feels good. It feels so fucking good!"

"It does, doesn't it?" Karen grinned.

Laura sat nearby, speechless and aroused. She began to finger her slit, thinking of when it'd be her turn.

Henry proceeded to fuck Sandy, going fairly gently. He ran his prick in and out of her womb, watching her squirm and moan underneath him. He was keen to spot any signs of displeasure from the girl, as he didn't want to hurt her, but it was evident that - just like when Karen had been deflowered by her daddy's dick - Sandy was enjoying this unusual and fantastic sensation.

"Ooooh, that's nice," the girl purred, "Mmmmm." She reached up and flung her arms round Henry, grinning up at him with her beautiful smile. Henry leaned down and kissed her, lewdly and passionately, sliding his tongue into her warm mouth. He snogged her as he fucked her in the missionary position, his arse rising and falling between her slim thighs.

"Is it my turn yet?" Laura asked, rather impatiently.

"In a minute," Henry told the girl. He continued to fuck Sandy, enjoying the tightness of her juvinile snatch. His orgasm was hovering on the horizon and he felt compelled to really fuck this adorable child hard and fill her with cum, but he refrained from doing so, knowing that he had to keep himself in check in order to fulfill Laura's demands of defloration. Laura fidgeted as she knelt there watching Sandy being fucked.

"I'd better withdraw," Henry said a moment later, dismounting Sandy, his cock sliding out of her tight quim, "before I shoot my load."

"Will you fuck me again soon," Sandy asked, sitting up, "I really liked it."

"Sure, I'll fuck all you horny little girls," Henry reassured her, "But it's Laura's turn now. Lay down sweetie."

Laura eagerly took Sandy's place, laying back, legs apart. Henry bent down and lapped at the delicate eleven-year-old's hairless vagina, whilst Karen and Sandy played with her barely existant titties. Karen even leaned in and sucked on one of them, Sandy copying her and sucking on the other nipple. Laura giggled then sighed, enjoying all these tongues and lips working over her most intimate parts.

Finally, Henry was ready to fuck the girl. Sandy and Karen moved aside and Henry repeated what he'd done with Sandy earlier, but this time with Laura. Despite being a bit tinier than Sandy, Laura bore through her cherry-busting experience with ease, grinning happily as she felt Henry's long cock fill her cunt. On top of Laura, in the missionary position again, Henry began to fuck the girl, kissing her passionately and sucking her tongue whilst his prick pumped her tight cunt. Laura had the initiative to hook her little legs round Henry's waist, and she gripped his shoulders, almost as if to keep him from dismounting her, although Henry certainly had no such intentions.

Karen got up and went round to the other side of the humping couple in the middle of the bed, and then she knelt next to Sandy. She gave her friend a gentle kiss, then reached down and fingered her freshly devirginated cunt. Sandy was a little surprised at this intimacy, but she liked it, and instinctively reached down and eased a finger into Karen's cunt. The two pre-teens fingered one another, kissing occasionally but mostly paying attention to Henry and Laura, who were humping together, approaching mutual orgasm.

"Uuuuuuh, summat's happening," Laura began crying out, "Oh fuck, that's good. That's good. Oh wow! UUUUH!"

"Yeah baby, cum, that's it," Henry urged Laura, fucking the youngster at a faster pace.

Laura cried out in ecstasy, not having a clue what was happening but having a brilliant time anyway.

"Fuck, I'm about to cum now," Henry announced a moment later, "Oh...fuck....SHIT! UUUUAAH!" His orgasm had been eager to rise up for a while now, and it gripped him with a vengance. His body tensing and his cock exploding, Henry rammed his tool right in to the hilt into Laura's gripping cunt and he filled her womb with sperm. His prick fired squirt after squirt of semen into the girl, who was gasping with pleasure as her own orgasm only just began to fade away.

"Yeah, go for it dad," Karen urged her father whilst she and Sandy still finger each other's pussies.

"Oh yeah!" Henry gasped, his cock having finally finished spewing hot cum into Laura's cunt, "That was a fucking superb orgasm! Especially as Laura had one too."

"Was that what I did, orgasm?" Laura asked.

"That's right," Henry replied, dismounting the girl, his cock slipping out of her hairless cunt, which leaked sperm.

"You never had an orgasm before?" Sandy asked Laura. The girl shook her head. "Even I've had one before, whilst playing with myself."

"I play with myself but I never cum," Laura admitted, glumly.

"Maybe you're not doing it right," grinned Henry, "Nevermind sweetie, you'll cum a hell of a lot with me and Karen."

"Excellent," Laura grinned, and she gave Henry a nice big wet kiss.

"Right," Henry declared, "if you ladies could show a tiny bit of patience for once, I'll recover for a moment and then I'll deflower Sandy and Laura's arseholes."

"We'll help you get a boner Mr McLean," Sandy told him, "Lie down."

Henry did so, laying back on the bed, head propped up against the pillows, thinking how lucky he was to be here with his twelve-year-old daughter and her two eleven-year-old friends, all of them naked and all plunging into the most wild excesses of sex.

Sandy and Laura worked on Henry's semi-hard cock, sucking and licking it, and doing a fine job too. They were natural born cocksuckers. Karen edged up the bed a little and kissed her father, lovingly frenching him like she often did when he was regaining his strength in between orgasms during their marathon humping sessions.

Soon enough, Henry's cock was rock hard once more. Sandy and Laura were eager to be arse-fucked, but weren't too sure if they could fit a big erection up their tender bottoms.

"I'll show you how to take a cock in the backside," Karen told them, "Make way. Watch and learn my friends."

She got on all fours with her delicious arse raised in the air, and Sandy and Laura knelt nearby, watching.

"Do you use Vaseline or something Mr McLean?" Sandy asked Henry, as he knelt behind his daughter, his prick wobbling in the air.

"Not at all," Henry replied, "Saliva is much better. And there's nothing more enjoyable than licking an arsehole." He leaned down and began lapping at Karen's anus, the girl purring happily at the familiar sensation of her dad's tongue tickling her sensitive arsehole. After doing a thorough job of rimming his daughter, Henry knelt up. "Would you like a go?" he said to his daughter's friends.

Sandy eagerly nodded, and soon enough she was lapping Karen's anus with her wet little tongue. Laura once again fidgeted with impatience, and Sandy soon shifted aside so that her friend could have a go at slurping on Karen's arsehole.

"Move aside girls," Henry then said, "I'll blow my nuts too soon if I don't get up my daughter's arse."

Sandy and Laura shifted aside, and Henry shuffled up behind Karen. He placed his saliva-slick cock to the girl's well-licked anus, and began to push. Karen grit her teeth at the entry, which was a little discomforting even after having been subjected to this on so many occasions. The operation was swiftly executed though, Henry soon pushing his cock-head into Karen's anus and easing it in. Inch by inch he slid his member into Karen's rectum, Laura and Sandy watching with awe as their friend took this impressively sized cock in her bottom.

"Oh yes, daddy, daddy, fuck it up me," Karen begged her father, "Nnnnng! Oh God I love it, I love it."

"There we are," sighed Henry, triumpantly, having buried every inch of his achingly stiff cock in Karen's pulsing, clammy shitter. "Oh fuck, that's the best feeling in the world. Mmmmm." He held Karen's slender waist and began to sodomize her, running his cock to and fro in her clutching anus. The girl murmered happily, in seventh heaven at the wonderful feeling of a big cock up her bum.

"Wow, that looks like fun, doesn't it?" Sandy asked Laura.

Laura nodded and grinned. She and Sandy were both eager to undergo this treatment, especially as Karen was enjoying it so much.

"I'd better conserve my energy," Henry explained a moment later when he pulled his throbbing meat from Karen's anus. His daughter would have preferred her father to fuck her for longer, and then cum up her arse, but she knew that it was only polite that her guests have a go. She moved aside and watched as Laura took her place, on her hands and knees with her cute round bum raised high and ready to be fucked.

Henry licked Laura's lovely little pink anus for several minutes, then let Sandy and Karen have a go at lapping at that delicious hole. Then he prepared for entry.

It was a little more difficult than sodomizing Karen, of course, but otherwise there were few difficulties. Although she winced and grimaced a little, Laura succesfully took Henry's cock deep in her arse after a moment of grunting and pushing on behalf of both her and her fucker.

"Ooooh, that's good," Laura gasped, "It feels so good in me! Uuuuh!"

"Yeah, she loves it," Henry grinned, having been worried that these young babes might draw the line at anal fucking, "Oh yeah, she loves it. Just like you do Karen." He turned and gave his daughter a kiss. Then he started to seriously bugger Laura, holding the wriggling eleven-year-old by her hips as he pumped his cock in her arse, ramming it in deep as he picked up his pace. Laura squealed with delight and actually humped her arse back onto the thrusting tool that was driving into her rectal passage.

Karen then reached under Laura and fingered her friend's cunt, adding to the thrill the younger girl was undergoing. Henry turned and had Sandy stand and bend over, so that he could lick her arsehole to prepare it for defloration in a minute. He had to slow down his fuck-thrusts as he felt his sperm threaten to boil up. As much as he'd love to cum in this young girl's bowels, he knew that Sandy would be dreadfully disopointed if she didn't get a turn.

For several minutes, Henry buggered Laura and licked Sandy's arsehole, Karen meanwhile fingering Laura's cunt. Then Henry finally withdrew, his prick raging hard and eager to spurt it's load.

Laura shifted aside and Sandy took her place quickly, arse raised and wiggling seductively in the air. Having already licked the girl's anus thoroughly, Henry was able to get right into the action. He pushed his cock slowly into the girl's arsehole, Sandy gritting her teeth and fighting back the initial discomfort. All of a sudden, with half of Henry's prick buried up her arse, Sandy's discomfort turned to pleasure. Her sphincter burned ecstastically and the nerve-endings in her rectal walls tingled as Henry's meat ran up against them. After a pause, Henry rammed the rest of his cock into Sandy's rectum, burying himself to the hilt in her tight behind.

"Nnnnng, yes, yes," wailed Sandy, "Oh fuck that feels so good. UUUUUUH! Fuck me Mr McLean, fuck me. Fuck me in the arse."

"That's the spirit," Henry grunted as he held Sandy's narrow hips and began to fuck his cock repeatedly into the depths of her arse, "Yeah, take it you horny little minx. Karen? Laura? Bend over and give me your arses. I want to lick your bums whilst I fuck your friend's."

Laura and Karen happily did so. They stood either side of Sandy and turned, and bending over so that their cute bare bottoms were wiggling in Henry's ecstastic face. The randy father began tongueing the arseholes that were presented to him, alternately licking Karen's and then Laura's. All the while he buggered Sandy, who uttered wild and childish cries of lust as she was deeply bum-fucked.

Henry's sperm rose up a few minutes later, unstoppable in the face of unrelenting stimulation. His second orgasm of the afternoon was as strong as the first, and he spurted half-a-dozen pumps of sperm into Sandy's rectum whilst he stuck his tongue up Laura's anus and two of his finger's up his daughter's. Sandy squealed with delight at the feeling of the big cock in her tight arse spraying out gooey cum. She could feel it fill up her colon.

"Fucking Christ that's the best time I've had in ages," Henry concluded when he'd withdrawn from Sandy and slumped down on the bed, "Fuck me! That was great."

"It sure was Mr McLean," Laura agreed, and she eagerly kissed him. Sandy gave Karen a kiss and then the pair of them amused themselves sucking Henry's spent cock.

Henry made his three young darlings some lunch and they all ate it naked, Karen bragging to her friends about all the sexual escapades she and her father had been up to, Sandy and Laura both very much impressed.

Henry had a fresh erection soon enough, and he took the three girls upstairs where, on the bed, he proceeded to fuck them all silly. He noted that, whilst Laura had no preference for where to take a cock, Sandy on the other hand seemed to quickly display the sames tastes as Karen, in that she preferred to fucked in the arse. Henry was only too happy to oblige. He energetically fucked the nine holes the three girls had between them for an hour before he ejaculated in Sandy's sucking mouth, the girl drinking down the sperm and loving the taste. Henry insisted he was tired out, but Karen, Sandy and Laura were not ready to retire themselves.

"We'll amuse ourselves," Karen told her daddy, and as Henry lay at the foot of the bed, he watched as his daughter and her girlfriends licked, sucked and fingered one another. He couldn't help but get aroused all over again after a prolonged show of pre-teen lesbian sex, and Henry soon dived back into the fray. This final session of the afternoon concluded when Henry fired his sperm into Laura's rectum. He was utterly delighted when Karen, fulfilling a secret fantasy she'd always promised to indulge in if other girls ever joined her and her father, quickly sealed her lips to Laura's anus once Henry had pulled his cock out of that tight hole, and she sucked and swallowed, systematically felching her dad's cum from her friend's bowels.

Karen still liked it in the evening when her friends had gone though, as she had her daddy all to herself and, despite the energetic sessions of the afternoon, Henry always had the energy to fuck Karen a couple of times before bed.

Sandy's parents were both workaholics, always busy and usually out the house, and her older brother Daniel had recently left to go to University. As such, she was able to spend a great deal of time out of the house without anyone commenting.

Laura's parents were likewise too busy to have any time with her, and she and Sandy thought that Henry was a great surrogate father. Especially as he was so good in bed.

On a Monday, two weeks after Henry had deflowered his daughter's friends, he was working during the day. With nothing else to do, Karen, Sandy and Laura had gone to the country park, a big and mostly wild area of woods and a couple of lakes near the edge of the suburbs. It was a blazing hot day, almost 100-degrees Farenheit, and the girls decided to go for a swim. Being a weekday, there were few people in the park, and the trio of girls found a deserted spot near the lake, cut off from the rest of the park by dense trees.

They stripped, put on their skimpy swimming costumes, and soon splashed their way into the water.

For almost an hour they played about in the water, relatively innocent pleasures compared to what they normally got up to with Karen's dad, and when they were hungry they clambered ashore and dried off. Laura suggested they go to a shop for some food, ideally chocolate, but none of them had any money. They stripped out of their costumes and got dressed again.

Sandy and Laura lay on the grass by the lake, getting their breath back, but Karen had spied movement in the trees.

"What is it?" Laura asked as she noticed Karen staring off into the wooded area.

"Nothin'," Karen replied, "I'm er...off for a piss."

She trudged off into the trees, certain that she'd seen someone there whilst she and her friends had been undressing. Sandy and Laura just lay back and enjoyed the sun.

Her long brown hair damp from the dip in the lake, Karen entered the wooded area and glanced about. She spied, standing nearby, a boy.

"Hiya," she said, walking towards him.

The boy stepped back, looking worried that he'd just been caught. But he didn't scarper. He stood there with a rather cocky glint in his eyes.

"Hi Karen," he grinned.

Karen thought for a moment, trying to remember who the boy was. He went to the same school as her, she was sure, but he wasn't in her class. Then she recalled him. The boy was called Patrick and, being thirteen, he was in the year above Karen at school.

"Hi Patrick," she smiled, "What are you up to?"

"Nuthin'," he shrugged. He was still grinning. Karen remembered Patrick because he was a hero at school last month when he threw a water ballon at a despised teacher, and he'd figured it was worth the two-day suspension for all the respect he got from his fellow pupils.

"Were you watching us all undress?" Karen asked him, grinning, indicating she wouldn't be bothered if he had been.

"Yeah," Patrick smirked, "I saw you all swimming, then I saw you get out and get naked. It was cool."

"I bet you jacked off didn't you?"

"Yeah. So what if I did?"

"Did you blow your nuts?"

"No, you came before I did."

They both giggled. Karen had found a boy with the cocky, unashamed honestly that she liked in boys.

"I bet you're eager to blow your nuts aren't you?" Karen asked him, noting how the slender blonde boy had an obvious bulge in the crotch of his jeans.

"Damn right," Patrick confirmed, "Hey listen, Karen, would you blow me?"

Karen blinked, rather surprised at this rather brazen request.

"One of my cousins sucked me off at Christmas," Patrick added, "She was drunk at a family party and she blew me in the bathroom. It was ace! She's, like, much older than me, and she sucked my dick until I came, and she fucking swallowed too. She refused to it again at the last family gathering though, she was dead embarassed and told me not to mention it. She was drunk and a bit pissed off about somethin' when she blew me."

Karen grinned. She was about to say that, sure, she'd suck him off. Before she could though, Patrick mistakenly saw hesitation in Karen, and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a £5 note.

"I'll give you a fiver," he said.

Karen was taken aback. She'd have been prepared to blow him for nothing. She felt a little insulted at the idea of sucking cock for money, as if she was a hooker, but then she had very little moral principles and decided that, why not go for it? She and her friends needed money for some sweeties and chocolate, so why turn down money for doing something she'd do for free?

"Sure," she shrugged. She stepped up to Patrick and accepted the note, which she slid into the back pocket of her jeans.

Patrick, confident teenager that he was, unzipped his flies and, looking around to ensure no-one was about, he tugged out his prick. It was slender and very stiff. Karen knelt down and, without any ceremony, she wrapped her lips around the boy's fine tool.

"Holy shit, yeah," Patrick grinned, looking down as Karen sucked his cock, her head bobbing. Her mouth was lovely and hot and wet, and her tongue flicked over his cock-head as her lips ran back and forth along his shaft. "Yeah, yeah, suck it Karen. Holy shit." He was impressed at how well the girl sucked cock. It felt heavenly, just as good, if not better, than when his nineteen-year-old cousin, smashed on cider and depressed after splitting up with her boyfriend, had knelt down in the bathroom at the Christmas party and drunkenly given him a slurpy blow-job.

Patrick wondered whether Karen would swallow, and he soon got his chance to find out.

"Oh fuck, fuck," he stammered, his legs going all wobbly as he cum rose from his young balls, "Yeah!"

His cock exploded hot sperm into Karen's mouth, and without hesitation, she swallowed it down. She loved the taste of semen and she couldn't gulp it quick enough. Patrick emptied his nuts into Karen's slurping mouth, and just to be thorough, Karen spent a moment sucking and licking the boy's cock once it'd finished pumping. She swirled her tongue around the head of it before finally standing up, grinning.

"Wow, that was great," Patrick smirked, zipping himself up, "How'd you learn to suck cock that well?"

"Nowhere," shrugged Karen, obviously not wanting her secret life with her father to become known to anyone apart from Sandy and Laura, "there's no art to it. S'easy."

"Well, it was cool," Patrick told her, "Cheers."

"Your welcome."

"See ya," Patrick said, and he turned and swaggered away.

Karen went back to her friends and told them all about what she'd been up to in the woods, and ideas began to form in her mind when she, Laura and Sandy were scoffing chocolate and sweeties that they'd bought with the £5 that Karen had earned on her knees.

Basically, it consisted of them becoming prostitutes.

"Well, not really prostitutes," she emphasised when she noted that Laura and Sandy looked somewhat shocked and worried at this idea, "I don't mean we're going to be full-time ones, hanging around alley-ways and fucking dodgy guys and spending the money on crack or some shit. That would be stupid. I mean, we can just find some place where there are some guys who want sex, and preferably with young girls, and make the deal."

Laura and Sandy fidgeted as Karen explained this. They were at Karen's house, her father being at work.

"I'm going to do it anyway," Karen added, "I'm gonna make loads of cash, and have fun earning."

This won over Sandy and Laura. Anything their friend was going to do was something they wanted to be in on.

"Where shall we go to find, er, clients?" Laura asked.

"I know a place," Sandy suggested, "It's some public tiolets down in the park. Y'know, the one near the shopping mall? I think it's kinda used for gay guys or something"

"Gay guys won't wanna fuck us," Laura frowned, "will they?"

"They might do," Karen shrugged, "Maybe they might be bisexual. I dunno. But it's a neat place to try out, and anyway I heard that the industrial estate nearby is used by prozzies. Maybe if we hang around near the toilets we can find some guys on the way to the industrial estate."

"Men will prefer us to the regular whores," Sandy primly declared, "They're probably all in their thirties and forties and worn out. And probably on crack. And ugly."

"We're gonna be the most gorgeous and sweetest and sexiest little whores in town!" Karen said, "Or at least," she continued, standing up, "we will be when we get ready. C'mon. My dad buys me tonnes of clothes, especially sexy ones he likes to see me wearing around the house. They'll fit you two as well."

"We're not gonna wear fishnet stockings and stuff are we?" Laura asked, "That'll look a bit obvious."

"No, we won't go that far," Karen replied, "But we have to look slutty, not just act it."

Karen had her hair hanging loose and slightly frizzed up, and like her two friends she had on quite a bit of make-up; red lipstick, some eye-shadow and some pink blush. Not so much as to be over-the-top, but still more than the average pre-teen girl would wear. Karen also had on little high-heeled red shoes, a very short red mini-skirt that hugged her arse snugly, the abscence of a knicker-line being on account of the absence of any knickers ("My cunt is cold," she'd complained as they'd walked to the park as a summer breeze ran up her skirt and around her bare crotch. Her friends had giggled, somewhat unsympathetically.) Finally, she wore a very tight yellow blouse, the lack of bra meaning the shape of her budding tits and nipples could be made out. They'd attracted the attention of more than a few men and boys as they'd made their journey for their first day at 'work'. Her two colleagues were not quite as sluttishly dressed, although they did look far from innocent. In addition to make up, Sandy had her hair tied in pigtails, to emphasis her tender age, and she also had on a pink T-shirt and a pair of very short white denim cut-offs. Laura also had her hair in pigtails, and she wore a pair of black jeans and a cut-off black T-shirt that showed off her flat little belly.

The three of them sat on a bench along a path that ran round the large park.

"There's the industrial estate," Karen told the others, pointing behind her. They all looked and saw, through the trees that bordered the park, a grim looking estate of factories and warehouses. A kerb-crawler cruised down one road and turned up another. Two scrawny women in mini-skirts stood on a corner, sharing a cigarette, waiting for a client.

"There's the toilets," Sandy added, pointing to a red-brick building sat at the edge of the path about a hundred yards from them. A grey-haired man came out of the men's door, looked around suspiciously, and trudged off. Two teenaged boys came out shortly after him and also left. Sitting on a bench near the toilets was a middle-aged guy in a black trench-coat.

"Who's going to go first?" Laura asked.

"I will," Karen said, eager to lead the way, "You two sit here."

She stood up and, with her friends watching in awe, she sauntered towards the toilets. She had no idea what to do really, she was just making it up as she went along, placing a fair amount of reliance on her confidence and sexiness.

The man in the black trench coat did not notice Karen as she approached. He still hadn't noticed her when he got up and went into the men's toilets, still looking suspicious, as if he was clearly not just going in to relieve his bladder. Karen stood outside the pale grey door with 'Gentlemen' written on it and glanced around. There was no-one nearby, and Laura and Sandy were watching eagerly from a distance on the bench.

Might as well go for it, Karen decided. She pushed the door open and stepped in.

In addition to the urinals, there were four cubicles in the toilet. The doors to all of them were open, and in one was the man in the black trench coat. He'd taken the coat off and it lay on the floor, whilst the man - the only person in the toilets aside from Karen - stood writing something on the wall with a felt-tip pen. Karen strolled towards the cubicle and flashed a wicked grin when the man turned and saw her.

"What are you doing in here?" he snapped, quickly putting the pen in his pocket, "This is the men's room."

"I know," Karen shrugged, realising that she had the upper-hand as the guy was clearly worried about being caught doing whatever he was doing. "Whatcha writing?" she asked, stepping into the cubicle. She saw, amidst all the other graffiti in on the grimy walls, the writing that the man had just scribbled. It said Professional guy, looking for boy, 12 or early teens, for sex. Will pay. Call Terry. It was followed by a phone number.

"Get out of here," the man barked.

"Is that your name Terry?" Karen asked.

The man, who was indeed called Terry, shrugged.

"Damn, I was hoping to find a guy who was looking for a girl," Karen grumbled, although she made no attempt to leave.

"What do you mean?" Terry asked.

"I mean, I'm a girl, so I wanted a guy who'd pay for sex with a girl, not for sex with a boy."

Terry stood there. He cleared his throat nervously.

"Are you a hooker?" he asked her.

"Are you a client?" Karen responded, proud of what she thought was a rather witty comment, "Do you wanna fuck me? I'm not a boy, as you've probably determined, but I don't see any boys around here so you might have to do with me, but nevermind, if you fuck me in the arse you can pretend I'm a boy. Do you fancy it? Wanna fuck me in the arse? Terry?"

"How...much," Tery asked.

"A tenner," Karen shrugged. She was quite certain that that was about the going rate, although, of course, it was dirt cheap compared to what most men would pay for the pleasures of an underage whore.

"How old are you?" Terry asked her, reaching into his pocket.

"Twelve," Karen replied.

She almost panicked when she suddenly thought that Terry might be about to produce a police badge and arrest her, but all he retrieved from his pocket was a crips £10 note. He handed it to her.

"Cheers Terry," Karen chirped, putting the note in the pocket of her blouse, "Now, do you want me to suck your nice cock before you put it up my arse."

Terry just nodded and unzipped himself. Karen shut the cubicle door and locked it before she turned back and knelt down in front of Terry. His average sized prick jutted from his open flies, raging hard. She immediately began to suck on it, slurping it down as she'd done countless times to her father. Terry just sighed happily. He would indeed have preferred a little boy, but this randy slut was good enough, and she gave damn good head. Besides, he'd never fucked a child as young as twelve, of either gender.

"Mmmm, that's it nice and wet," Karen said as she stood up a moment later, Terry's cock slick with saliva, "Now you can shove it right up my tight little arse. Budge over."

Terry shifted aside in the small cubicle. Karen stood in front of the toilet and put the seat down, on which she then knelt, her bum thrust out in the tight red mini-skirt. She placed her hands on top of the cistern.

"Fuck my arsehole," she ordered Terry, almost forgetting that he was a paying client! Then again, there were no rules that said a prostitute could not enjoy being fucked as much as her customers, and furthmore Terry would probably get off on this wanton display of sluttish enthusiasm.

His hands almost shaking with excitement, and his erection thrust out of his open flies, hard and throbbing, Terry stepped up behind Karen. He lifted up her skirt, revealing a delicious bare behind, two peachy pubescent cheeks framing a rosy arsehole. Her cunt hung beneath it, but he paid little attention to that orifice, so as to not ruin his fantasy that he was about to fuck a little boy.

Terry placed his cock-head to Karen's arsehole and began to push. Slowly, he began to make progress, his swollen prick-tip pushing Karen's anus open before popping in.

"It doesn't hurt does it?" he asked.

"Oooh, not at all, it feels good," Karen replied, sincerely, "I love it! Shove it right up me Terry. Fuck me good and hard."

Excited by the girl's obvious experience in this matter, Terry pushed his cock further into her rectum, squeezing it up until he was, finally, buried to the hilt in her arse.

"Oh God," he panted, "Shit, that's good." He clutched onto Karen's mini-skirt, which was bunched up around her waist, and he began to sodomize her. He ran his cock to and fro in her clutching shitter, both of them grunting with pleasure, their voices echoing in the otherwise empty public restrooms.

Terry quickly began fucking Karen faster. He wanted to draw this out, but he knew he couldn't, his climax was approaching fast, and besides, he couldn't risk taking too long in case anyone else came into the gents.

"Uh, uh, uuuuh," Terry was gasping after a minute, "Oh fuck, I'm gonna..cum....NNNNGG!" He slammed his cock to the root in Karen's rectum and shot his load, his cock pulsing as it spurted hot cum into the girl's bowels.

"Uuuuuuuuh, yeah," Karen groaned, feeling her guts fill with lovely man-spunk.

Terry groaned as his cock sprayed it's load in the hot depths of Karen's shit-chute, the girl squeezing her sphincter round the pumping prick.

"By fuck, that was the best ten pounds I ever spent," Terry concluded as he withdrew from Karen's arse, his ball empty, his depraved desires satisfied, even if he would have preferred a child of the male sex. He tucked his prick in his trousers and zipped himself up, then picked up his trench-coat which he put on.

"That was fun," Karen giggled, standing up and pulling down her mini-skirt so that once again she looked, if not respectable, then at least not totally indecent.

"Do you hang around here much?" Terry asked.

"Occasionally," Karen shrugged, "I have two friends as well. They're both eleven. They'd let you arse-fuck them for a tenner as well."

"Are they boys?" Terry asked, hopefully.

"I'm afraid not."

"Hmmm. Pity. Still, maybe I'll er...use their services sometime. And yours."

"It was a pleasure doing business with you sir."

"Likewise. Let's get going, the cops sometimes hang around here, spoiling people's fun."

They both left the cubicle. Terry went to wash his hands whilst Karen slipped out of the restrooms. She scurried across the grass to the bench on which Laura and Sandy sat.

"How'd it go?" Laura asked, she and Sandy watching as Karen, grinning from ear-to-ear, sat down between them.

"I did it," Karen excitedly said, "I got a tenner from him."

"From who?" asked Laura.

"The guy who went in there," Karen explained. She detailed the adventure, of being deliciously sodomized by a complete stranger, and getting paid for it. Her friends listened, excited and slightly envious. Neither noticed Terry slip out of the restrooms eventually, hurrying away, pausing only to glance round and spy the girl he'd just buggered chatting with her two friends.

"I want to do it next," Sandy piped up eventually, "It sounds easy. And fun. I want to do it."

"Then do it," Karen told her, "Find a guy, pluck up the courage, and go for it."

Sandy nodded and stood up, her pig-tails whipping around her pretty, made-up face in the summer breeze. After a deep breath, the sluttishly dressed eleven-year-old then strode purposefully towards the toilets where Karen's little adventure had just taken place.

Just walking past the toilets at that point was a man called Larry. He was forty-five, a respected lawyer who was married with three kids. His wife's sex-drive had declined recently, leaving him rather frustrated. Not confident enough to have an affair, he'd decided he'd find himself a whore and fuck her senseless, then go back to his unsuspecting, frigid wife. He was heading towards the industrial estate, where he knew there were plenty of ladies of the night, and was just going through the park as a short-cut. It wasn't until Sandy stopped just in front of him that Larry noticed the girl.

"Hi mister," she said.

"Hello," Larry responded, politely. He slowed his pace when he saw that the girl was standing in his way and wasn't going to move. He stopped. "Can I help?" he asked.

"What are you up to?" Sandy asked, feeling bold.

"I'm just...going for a walk."

Sandy picked up the suspicious hesitation in the man's voice.

"Going to the industrial estate?" she asked, with a cheeky grin, "For a prozzie?"

"No," snapped Larry, in a manner that made it evident he was lying, "Move it kid."

"I'll do you if you want," Sandy quickly said, before the guy could walk off.

"Huh?" Larry asked, staring at the rather sexy, brazen pre-teen hussy before him.

"I'll do you," Sandy repeated, "For er...a tenner. Ten quid. For a fuck."

Larry shivered with excitement. He'd never considered fucking children before, but at the moment he was so sexually frustrated he'd have pretty much fucked anyone. Or anything. Furthermore it was hard to think of this girl as a child, as she was at least partly into puberty, and despite her tender age of eleven, Sandy was dressed in a slutty manner that Larry would not have even allowed his own daughter to dress in, and she was eighteen.

"A tenner?" Larry asked, glancing around and noting that there was no-one about, just two other young girls (Karen and Laura of course) sitting on a bench in the distance and a couple walking hand-in-hand across the grass even further away. "Okay," he added, "Where shall we go?"

"How about the trees?" Sandy said. Near the public toilets was a large wooded area, the trees quite dense and affording good privacy (which was why gay guys used it for cottaging at nights.)

Larry nodded and walked off with Sandy in tow. Both of them disappeared into the trees.

"Here ya go," Larry said to Sandy when they reached the middle part of the wooded area, near a thick, moss-covered fallen tree-trunk.

"Oooh, ta," Sandy said, accepting the money handed out to her. She'd almost forgotten about it. "Do you want to fuck me or shall I suck you off?"

"Suck me off," Larry replied. He glanced around - confirmed that they were alone - then undid his flies. He pulled forth a semi-hard cock. Sandy licked her lips.

"What a nice looking cock," she commented as she knelt in front of Larry. Like any good hooker, she knew to flatter the client as well as bring them to orgasm. "Mmmmm, it looks nice."

"Suck it," asked Larry, "Suck my cock you horny little slut."

Sandy briefly gazed up at her client with her big, bright eyes. Then she grinned, opened her lips, and slid them down Larry's cock.

"Oh yeah," Larry gasped, "Fuck yeah!" He looked down at this sweet pre-teen girl sucking so professionally on his cock, and he ran his hands through her hair. He played with her pig-tails and fingered the ribbons they were held in place with.

Sandy's head bobbed as she knelt there, blowing this complete stranger, getting a kick out of both the sordidness of this activity and also the act of sucking a cock, which she loved to do on any occasion. She had been hoping the guy would fuck her cunt, or her arsehole, but sucking him off was fun enough. Besides, it was a bit risky getting naked and having full sex outdoors like this.

"Uuuuuuh, God, here it comes," Larry began grunting a moment later, "Oh yeah....suck it...suck it...UUUUUH!" His cock exploded in Sandy's mouth and the girl quickly began swallowing, gulping down the hot salty cream as it spurted into her mouth.

"Mmmmpphhhh," she moaned, happily, sucking hard on the spurting prick between her bright red little lips. Larry tipped his head back, his eyes closed, moaning with utter ecstasy as he unloaded his pent-up sperm down the child's throat.

"Oh wow," he panted when his climax had finally ended, "Fuck me, I haven't ever had a blow-job as good as that."

Sandy took her lips from the now-flaccid penis and she stood up, wiping her spermy lips on the back of her hand.

"Did you enjoy that mate?" she asked.

Larry nodded. "Fucking worth every penny," he said. He put his cock away and zipped himself up. He looked around and suddenly seemed nervous. In fact he was assailed by guilt, suddenly realising that he'd committed adultery, and furthermore, with a prostitute. An eleven-year-old prostitute! Larry felt a little unclean, and more than a little ashamed. "I'd better go," he said, walking away.

"Do you want to meet up some other time?" Sandy called.

"Maybe, yeah," Larry shrugged. He trudged off and left Sandy alone, surrounded by trees and twittering birds.

The girl sighed and left as well, heading across the grass towards where Karen and Laura were still sat. She didn't take Larry's quick exit personally, she was perceptive enough to know he'd just felt a bit guilty or something, but she was a bit miffed. That's why she liked fucking Karen's father, Henry. He had no shame and no guilty about fucking little girls, which is why it was so much fun.

"Success?" Karen asked Sandy as the latter girl sat down on the bench a moment later.

"Yeah," Sandy replied, "I got ten pounds too. I sucked him off."

"He left that wooded area a bit quick," commented Laura, "Did you scare him off?"

"No," Sandy replied, "I think he just felt guilty. He must have been married. Silly sausage! Nevermind."

"Your go now," Kare said to Laura.

"Ummm...okay," Laura replied. The delicate eleven-year-old stood up and looked around. She noticed, through the trees, that there were a couple of cars prowling the industrial estate nearby, more guys hunting for prostitutes now that the evening was progressing. "I might go over there," she said.

"To the estate?" Karen asked, "I dunno...it might not be safe."

"I'll be okay," Laura huffed. She didn't like being treated like a baby, just because she was the youngest, albeit only by a few months. "Yeah, that's what I'll do, I'll go there and see if I can get a guy to pick me up."

She walked through the trees, leapt over the low wall beyond them, and found herself along a side-street that ran between the park and the industrial estate. She crossed the road. There were two women in mini-skirts on the corner in the distance, and another woman, a tall black lady in a tiny mini-skirt and even tinier top, standing a hundred-yards away in the other direction. Emulating these more experienced hookers, Laura stood at the side of the road, feeling apprehensive but determined to go through with this. She was glad she'd worn jeans, instead of a mini-skirt or shorts like her two friends, as it felt a little chilly as the sun approached the horizon. The cut-off T-shirt Laura had on exposed her mid-rift and her stomach felt a bit cold being exposed to the evening breeze.

A large Jaguar car cruised up the road, and Laura felt excited as it began to slow down. It stopped by the side of the road, right in front of Laura, and the girl leaned down and smiled as the window was wound down.

The chubby, grey-haired man inside leaned over and was a little shocked as he saw that the young prostitute was far younger than he'd imagined. His name was James, and he was a millionaire businessman in his fifties. Although married, he frequented hookers and escort girls with some regularity, and although not attracted to children, James did have a fondness for teenaged girls. He'd been looking for the really sweet, delicate fifteen-year-old prostitute he'd picked up and fucked down here last week. At first he'd thought the scantily dressed tart at the side of the road was the girl in question, but now he saw that this little slut was far younger than he'd imagined.

"Hi sweetie," he said, "Er...what are you up to here?"

"Just chillin," Laura responded, giving a naughty-little-girl grin. "What are you up to?"

"Looking for company," James smiled. He wasn't sure if this really was a very young prostitute, even though she was loitering in a red light area, or just a rather precocious girl who had found herself in the wrong place to be dressed like that. He figured that this girl would know what he meant by 'company' if she was a whore.

"I'll keep you company," Laura said, "and do whatever you want."

"Really?" James grinned, raising an eyebrow, "Well...I haven't enjoyed the company of a girl as young as you before. Do you know what to do? I'm quite a demanding guy."

"S'okay," Laura shrugged, "I can do whatever you ask of me. I'll even take it up the arse and call you daddy." She giggled at this last line, which she'd heard some prostitute say in a movie she'd seen last month.

James reached over and opened the passenger door. Laura hopped in and James drove off.

"I hope she'll be okay," Karen commented to Sandy as they pair watched from park as the Jaguar cruised away.

"This is a nice car," Laura a moment later, looking around the big luxurious vehicle.

"It's my pride and joy," James replied, "I used to say that about my wife, that she was my pride and joy, but that was before she let herself go. She weighs almost as much as this vehicle. That's why I prefer lovely young girlies like you."

"Where are we going?"

"A place I know. Very private."

After a minute, James pulled up into an empty car-park that was in front of an abandoned, boarded up warehouse. He parked in the corner, well away from the road.

"So," James said as he sat back in the leather driving seat after turning the engine off, "How can a little girl like you please a big guy like me?"

"Depends what pleases you," Laura responded. She felt a little nervous at being in a car with a stranger, and was kind of missing Karen and Sandy. She wished Karen was here, she'd know how to cope with his.

"What pleases me," James said, "is to cum on girl's face. Would you like that sweetie? Would you like me to jerk off and spray cum all over you?"

"Sure," shrugged Laura.

"You have such a pretty face," James commented as he reached out and stroked Laura's cheek, "So delicate and pretty. I wanna sperm over it. How much do you charge?"

"A tenner."

"Is that all? You're undercharging people honey. Here." James dug into his pocket, pulled out a £50 note, and gave it to Laura. Her big eyes widened and she took it and eagerly stuffed it into her pocket. "Let's go," James then said, opening the door. Laura also got out, and she followed her wealthy client. James lead her into the old security guard station nearby, long abandoned like the whole warehouse. It was cold and dusty in there, but at least it afforded some privacy because the windows were so grimy you could barely see a thing out of.

"Ah, this is what I like," James said as stood in front of Laura and reached out to play with her pig-tails, "a nice bit of privacy, alone with a horny young slut. How are old are you?"

"Eleven," Laura replied, "and a half."

"My my, so young." James licked his lips. He stepped back and slipped off his shoes and socks removed his trousers and shorts, placing them in a neat pile on the floor. "Okay honey, take off your clothes," he then replied as he sat on a battered old red chair. He was wearing just his expensive white shirt and silk red tie. His cock seemed fairly small to Laura, although that didn't bother her too much. She wasn't grossed out by this middle-aged guy, but she wasn't turned on either. She preferred handsome guys, like Henry. She'd hoped she might get picked up by a younger guy, but then most teenaged lads didn't have the money to go picking up prostitutes. But still, Laura was on duty, she'd been paid £50 - more money than she'd ever had - and was determined to give this randy guy a good time.

She took off her clothes, not bothering to attempt a strip-tease but just removing her garments quite casually. The floor was a bit grubby so she kept on her little white socks and white tennis-shoes, but otherwise she soon stood nude.

"What a sexy little bitch," James commented, stroking his hard cock, "Mmmmm. Gimme a twirl." Laura did so, proudly flashing her bare bum. "Oh fuck, yeah," James continued to stammer, feeling so damn horny at the sexiness of this youthful slut, "I'm gonna fuck you honey. I'm gonna fuck you and cum all over your face! Come here and sit in my lap, facing away. Take my cock in your tight cunt."

Laura was happy to comply. She stepped up to the chair in which James sat, turned around, and then slowly lowered herself. James held his cock upright and soon Laura's cunt was sliding down it, the tight hairless lips soon clasping round the base of James's erection. He grunted with satisfaction as Laura sat snugly on top of him. Then Laura placed her hands on her knees and began to pull herself up then push herself down, repeating this at a steady rate. James held the little girl's hips and helped lift her up and haul her down, stammering obscene and lustful mutterings as this sexy child bounced on his prick. Her cunt was so intensely tight he had to fight the urge to end up blowing his nuts into it. His passion was ejaculating onto women's faces, and as his wife no longer enjoyed that activity, he was reliant on prostitutes. He was so glad he'd found this sweet minx though. She was so damn experienced too, James concluded, noting the way the pubescent slut rode his cock like she'd done this many, many times before.

After sensing his climax was approaching a few minutes later, James asked Laura to dismount. The girl pulled herself up and off the hard prick that had been wedged in her hairless twat.

"Sit back down, but take me in your arse," James urged her, "I wanna sodomize your tight shit-hole."

Laura didn't bat an eye-lid at this request. She simply carried it out, groaning as she sat back down in her client's lap, impaling her arse onto his pulsing cock which was, fortunately, slick with cunt-juice so it squeezed into her bum with relative ease. It felt good being buggered, and nice and kinky to be buggered by this stranger, and she eagerly bounced away, slamming her tight arse repeatedly down into James's lap. The old guy was loving it, running his hands over the girl's bare back as she rode his prick. Her anus was so incredibly tight and her rectum hot.

When he felt his climax rising once again, but this time showing no intention of being held back, James asked Laura to get off. The child did so, pulling herself up, James's cock popping out of her arse, and she stood and turned, ready for further instructions. "Kneel down," James panted as he got up off the chair, jerking off his swollen cock, "Kneel and prepare to be hosed down with spunk like the cum-slut cunt you are."

There's no need for that language, Laura primly thought to herself as she dutifully knelt down on the floor. The hard and dusty tiles were somewhat hard against her knees, but she persevered. Facials were fun, and she wouldn't miss one for the world.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah," James cried as he stepped up to Laura and masturbated into her face. The sperm exploded out in great abundance, Laura closing her eyes and opening her mouth as the hot wads of cum lashed over her. "Eat it, eat my fucking cum," James groaned, still pumping his cock in his fist and emptying his balls over Laura. He shot a few good squirts into the eleven-year-old cum-slut's mouth, although a hefty amount landed on her cheeks and forehead too. Once the flow had ended, James wiped his spermy cock-head over Laura cheeks and nose, the girl smiling up at him.

"I love cum," she told James.

"I wish I was nineteen again," the tired businessman sighed, "then I'd fuck you once more. But one climax and I'm wasted. Here," he added, taking a handkerchief from the breast pocket of his shirt and handing it to Laura. The girl stood and wiped the spunk from her face. Then she and James dressed then went and got into the Jaguar.

James dropped Laura off where he'd picked her up, and the little hooker kissed him goodbye and hopped out the car. As James drove away, another satisfied customer, Laura clambered over the wall, through the trees and sat down on the bench where Sandy and Karen sat. Laura eagerly detailed her encounter with her first client to her comrades.

"I was a bit worried," Karen said eventually, "I wondered if you'd come back in one piece. You were gone a little while."

"Yeah," Laura replied, "I felt a little worried too, I wondered where he was driving me. Plus he was a bit lecherous. Not dangerous really, but a bit of a git. He called me a cum-slut cunt."

Sandy and Karen laughed their heads off.

"S'not funny," Laura insisted.

"It's not fair that you got £50," Sandy told Laura.

"Well, I got lucky and got a rich client," Laura replied, smugly, "But seriously though, maybe we should split the cash? Sometimes one will earn more than the others, so if we pool it and split it three ways, that'd be fair."

"That's most generous of you," Karen told Laura, "So we've made £70 already. In one evening. What's that divided by three?"

The trio of pre-teen tarts thought for a moment, foreheads frowning as they did their maths.

"Twenty-three quid," Sandy eventually concluded, "with a pound left over."

"Cool," Karen and Laura concluded together.

"I'm not sure if we can do this regularly really," Sandy commented.

"What?!" gasped Karen, "Aw, you're not quitting already are you?"

"No, not really," Sandy insisted, "It is fun, and I do wanna do it. But, I dunno...it's a bit risky. Laura was okay with that guy she went off with in the car, but what if he'd been some psycho, or a serial-killer? Also, doing it outdoors sucks."

"Yeah, I know," Karen agreed, "Doing it in the toilets wasn't fun either."

"And I'd like to go with younger guys," Laura pouted, "Not old men. Some teenaged boys or something. But they won't come round here will they?"

"There were some teenaged boys hanging around the toilets earlier."

"They were rent-boys I think," Karen replied, "One of them went off with some old guy. Those boys are in the same businsess as us. But I think you're right Sandy, we can't do it like this. Not in the long-term."

"We should go with boys from school," Laura suggested, "There's a lot of cute guys, and they'd be happy to fuck us. They're full of hormones and wanking off every five-minutes. It's not like we're doing this solely for the money so we don't have to charge much."

"That's a damn fine idea," Karen said, making little Laura beam with pride, "Yeah! Shit, cool, that's what we'll do, find soem randy boys from school and let them fuck us. For a small charge."

"Or for free if they don't have any cash on them," giggled Sandy.

"Won't they tell anyone though?" Laura asked.

"No, they can't," Karen replied, "Guys can go to prison for years for fucking girls as young as us, even if they're only teenagers themselves. Dunno why, it's a stupid fucking law, it makes out like us girls can't make up our minds about sex ourselves, but it's the law nonetheless, and it'll assure our anonymity. No guy is going to brag about fucking little girls like us unless they want to be put in handcuffs and spend a few years in the nonce wing of maxiumum security prison."

The three girls all agreed with this plan of action, to whore themselves out to boys they knew rather than old men they didn't. As the sun slowly set the trio got up and headed home.

Laura and Sandy went to their respective houses, and Karen went to her's, where her father was waiting for her. Karen felt damn horny, and after dinner she asked her daddy to fuck her senseless. Henry didn't exactly need much encouragement, and took his daughter to bed where he fucked her orally, vaginally and anally before eventually jerking off over her, pumping his steaming cum over her flat belly and her budding titties.

Karen was not fully satisfied, and the twelve-year-old nympho sucked her daddy's cock until it was hard again before begging him to sodomize her. Henry lovingly sank his pole into Karen's shitter and he buggered her deep and hard, making the horny minx cum twice before he unloaded his sperm in her bowels.

Dave and Harry were twins who lived just across the road from Karen. They were fifteen and heavily into computer games, and they were sitting at their Playstation 2 in the living room when the doorbell went.

"Who's that?" grumbled Dave, getting up.

"Tell them to sod off," advised Harry. He and his brother weren't the most sociable of boys. They were identical, both tall and slim, although Dave had his black hair cut short whilst his brother's hair was shoulder-length.

Dave answered the door and saw Karen, Sandy and Laura standing there. He knew them all, although usually his conversation with the inseperable trio consisted of him telling them to bugger off when they whizzed past him on their bikes at high speed. He'd babysat Karen three-years ago when she was nine and he was twelve, and he'd found it to be a most irritating task because the girl was so hyperactive and had refused to do what she was told.

"Whaddya want ladies?" Dave asked the three girls.

"Hi," Karen responded, and she barged passed Dave and marched into the house. Laura and Sandy followed.

"Hey dude," Laura chirped at Dave as she passed him.

"Hey," Dave moaned, "Where are you lot going?" He shut the door and followed the trio of girls as they went into the living room. He was mildly infuriated by their sudden invasion but also he was curious as to what they wanted.

"Bugger off," Harry declared as he sat in the living room and saw the three tartily dressed females stroll in, "You kids are interrupting mine and Dave's marathon computer game session."

"You can play that any time," Karen told him.

"No we can't," Harry said, sitting down on the sofa next to his twin brother, "not on this big TV anyway. We can only use this TV in the living room when mum and dad are out."

"So they're out now then?" Laura asked. She knew the twin's parents were out because the car wasn't on the driveway.

"They're shopping," Harry replied, yawning, "Now, what do you kids want."

"We're not kids," grumbled Sandy, "We're ladies!"

"Girls, ladies, either way, why have you invaded our home?" Harry asked once again.

"A business proposition," Karen declared. She was dressed in tight yellow shorts and a skimpy white top. Harry and Dave were used to seeing the girl dressed rather sluttishly like this, but they were not used to seeing Laura and Sandy adopt this rather adult manner of dress. Laura had on a tight white T-shirt and black denim cut-offs, whilst Sandy had on a pink cotton dress, one that was a little bit too small on her so that nearly all of her skinny pale legs were visible. The trio of girls all wore make up too.

"What business proposition?" asked Harry.

"Well, not so much a business proposition, more a sort of request, by us lovely girlies, for your business" Karen said, whimsically, "How would you guys," she continued, "like to get your end away?"

"Huh?" Harry grunted, having little idea what this whacky child was blithering on about.

"A fuck," Karen explained, "How'd you like a fuck? You're teenage boys, you must be horny all the time. I'm offering you two, for the paltry sum of just five-pounds, a chance to have it off with a girl."

Harry and Dave looked at each other. They were both virgins, although neither would ever admit it, to each other or anyone else.

The brothers then looked back at Karen, who stood awaiting their response.

"Your saying you'll fuck us for a fiver?" Harry asked, realising that the girl was serious.

"Well, not me, but my two colleagues," Karen explained, indicating Laura and Sandy, who tood giggling and blushing. "Aren't these the hottest little sluts you've ever seen," Karen continued, sounding like a saleswoman, "Aren't they pretty? Aren't they sexy? Do they not have nice arses and pretty faces? Do they not give you nice big stiffies?"

Harry and Dave didn't respond, they just eyed up the two eleven-year-olds standing before them, realising that they were indeed being offered a chance to fuck them.

"Show off your charms you shy little tarts," Karen ordered her friends. With further giggling, Sandy and Laura began removing their clothes. Karen watched as Harry and Dave's eyes widened with excitement when, soon enough, they were looking at two sweet, sexy, and completely naked little girls.

"I bet your cocks are nice and hard," Sandy said to the two boys, "Do you not want to fuck us? We've done it before. We're not virgins."

"We know how to please guys," bragged Laura.

"You got any money Dave?" Harry asked his brother.

"Yeah," Dave replied, "I've got a tenner in my room."

"Can I borrow half of it?"

"Sure."

"So that's a yes then gentlemen?" Karen asked.

Harry and Dave stood up and nodded. The crotches of their jeans bulged from their throbbing boners.

"Ladies?" Karen said to her naked girlfriends, "Take your customers and help them out of their clothes, and see that they are satisfied. Come on, chop chop. These gentlemen are eager to blow their nuts."

Laura grabbed Dave by the hand and Sandy grabbed Harry, and the teenaged boys found themselves being lead into the centre of the room.

"Gerroff," Dave snapped at Laura as she knelt and fumbled at his jeans. His pride was hurt at the suggestion that he needed a little girl to help him undress.

"Oh, let me do it," tutted Laura. She took hold of Dave's belt and began to undoe it, the boy deciding it wasn't too awful to let the girl take off his clothes. He just wanted to be naked as soon as possible, he'd never been this damn horny! Besides he was about to lose his virginity, and he didn't care that it was to a kid, and he was having to pay for it.

Sandy helped Harry undress, and soon the twins were nude. They had slim bodies, broad shoulders and nice, throbbing hard cocks. They were a damn sight more attractive than the customers the girls had serviced last night, and being just a few years older than them, Karen and her two friends found it more comfortable to be with these boys.

Karen sat down in the armchair and watched with some amusement and horniness as things got underway. She wouldn't mind joining in but she decided that it was only fair to let Laura and Sandy do the fucking. After all, they were especially horny because they had no daddy to fuck them in the morning, whilst Karen had at least been sexually satisfied by her father just a few hours ago before leaving the house.

Sandy and Laura knelt in front of Harry and Dave respectively and sucked on their cocks, the two boys glancing at each other and then at Karen, all of them exchanging grins. The room was no longer filled with the sound of computer games, but the wet smacking and slurping noises of dual blow-jobs.

"These sluts sure know how to suck cock," Dave commented, watching as Laura practically deep-throated him, her lips - shiny with glossy red lipstick - wrapped round his shaft.

"Fuckin' right," agreed Harry, who's cock was rammed down Sandy's wet and willing throat.

For several minutes, the girls gave the guys a good cocksucking each. Then they each stood up.

"Wanna fuck me?" Laura asked Dave, running her small fingers down the boy's firm torso.

"Damn right," Dave replied, "Get on the sofa. I'll fuck you there."

Laura obligingly sat down on the sofa, slumped back and with her legs spread. Dave knelt between her wide-flung thighs and nudged her slick hairless twat with his cock.

"Ram it in me," Laura begged, "Ram it up my cunt."

Aroused by the slutty language from the youngester, Dave slid his cock into Laura's cunt, both of them groaning lustfully at the entry.

"Oh fuck, oh yeah," Dave stammered, "So fuckin' tight! What a tight snatch you got Laura." He placed his hands over the girl's tiny, barely-emerging titties and played with them whilst he began to run his cock back and forth in her narrow cunt channel, both of them grunting with pleasure.

"I gotta fuck you Sandy," Harry told the pig-tailed girl who stood before him whilst he stroked her slender nude body.

"How?" Sandy asked him, "From behind? With me on top? It's your choice."

"From behind," Harry replied. Any position would have been fine with him, but he wanted to get a nice, intimate view of this sexy minx.

Sandy got no the floor, on her hands and kness, in front of the armchair on which Karen was sitting and watching developments with glee. Sandy wiggled her cute bare bum and looked over her shoulder, flashing a naughty grin at Harry, who stood behind her, cock saluting her in the air.

"C'mon and fuck me," she begged.

"Okay," Harry simply replied. He knelt down behind Sandy and edged up to her, licking his lips as he admired the sight of the girl's tight hairless cunt and, just above it, her delicate little arsehole. He worked his cock up into her vagina, holding Sandy by the hips as he grunted and pushed himself into her. "Aaaah, fuck, there it is," he gasped once he was fully buried in her twat, "Yeah, that's the spot. Oh God that's good. Fuck!"

"Fuck me, fuck me," Sandy urged him, "Fuck me good 'n hard!"

"Calm down you horny little slut," Harry laughed. He then proceeded to fuck her, steadily humping back and forth, wanting to draw this pleasurable experience out as long as possible. He fucked the girl in doggie-style at a reasonable pace, savouring every detail of the incredible sensation of having his cock in the tight cunt of this charmingly sluttish eleven-year-old girl.

Karen was feeling damn horny and she stood up and removed her shoes, socks, shorts and knickers, so that she just wore her white T-shirt. Harry had been so busy concentrating on cunt-fucking Sandy that he only noticed that Karen had stripped from the waist down when the girl stepped up and knelt down next to him.

"Having fun?" the girl cheerfully asked him.

"Damn right!" Harry replied, "This cunt is so tight, so hot...oh yeah, I'm gonna blow my nuts soon."

Karen sucked on her forefinger for a moment, a purposeful and naughty glint in her big doe eyes.

"Why don't you try this hole?" she asked, and she reached down and rudely pushed her slick forefinger up into Sandy's anus, making the girl yelp.

"You mean, fuck her up the arse?" grinned Harry, "Hmmmmm. I could do. You fancy it up the arse Sandy?"

"Oooh, yes please," Sandy replied, still bent over, a willing slut who's orifices were all open for business, "Fuck me in the bum Harry!"

Karen took her finger out of her friend's behind and asked Harry to withdraw. The boy did so, his cock popping out of Sandy's tight snatch. Karen leaned down, hawked obscenely, and then spat a big blob of phlegm onto the tip of Harry's rock hard prick. She swirled her tongue around the slimy head, getting it nice and gooey. Then she hawked and spat again into Sandy's arse-crack, reaching down and using the tips of her fingers to rub all the saliva around her friend's anus.

"All ready," Karen told Harry, "Bury it up her bum!"

Eagerly, Harry placed the tip to the Sandy's anus. He pushed, not sure whether he'd be able to fit into this nether hole. Fortunately, his cock was slick with saliva and cunt-juices, and also Sandy was used to being arse-fucked. Soon enough, Harry had squeezed his cock-head into Sandy's anus, and after a pause, he then ploughed on ahead, slowly but steadily sliding his pulsing shaft into Sandy's hot rectum.

"Uuuuh, that feels good, that feels good," wailed Sandy once Harry's prick was buried right up her arse, "Oh GOD that is good." "Mmmm, yeah, fuck her," Karen urged Harry, leaning in and giving the youth a kiss on the lips, "Give her a damn good fucking my dear. If you'll excuse me, I'm off to see how your brother is getting along."

Leaving Harry to amuse himself sodomizing Sandy, Karen strode over to the sofa, where Dave was still kneeling down and fucking Laura in her tight hairless cunt, the girl slumped back and panting with pleasure as she was deeply fucked.

"This feels so good," Dave told Karen when the girl stood next to him.

"It looks as if it feels good," Karen stated, "Oh yeah Dave, you're giving Laura a damn good fuck. Are you enjoying being fucked Laura?"

"I am, I am," the girl declared, happily, "Dave's prick feels so good in my cunt."

"Uuuh, God, it won't be long before I cum," Dave said, fucking Laura's tight snatch harder and faster.

"Wanna lick my cunt?" Karen asked, stepping up next to Dave, "Go on, eat it out. Lick me. Please! I like to me eaten out, especially whilst watching my friends being fucked."

Dave turned his head and licked his lips at the sight of Karen's cunt just inches from his face. The girl's snatch looked very wet, the lips glistening, and unlike Sandy and Laura, Karen had pubic hair, albeit not much. Dave then leaned into that lovely sexy crotch and began lapping at it, slurping away on Karen's twat lips. The girl sighed happily, feeling Dave begin to work his tongue up into her, up her cunt and into her womb.

"Eat me, eat my twat," Karen stammered, sluttishly, watching as Dave pushed his face into her crotch. All the while he was fucking his stiff cock in and out of Laura's tight pussy.

A moment later, Dave began to shoot his load. His groans of pleasure were muffled as he continued to slurp away between Karen's legs, ramming his tongue far into her womb whilst ramming his cock into Laura's and unloading his seed. The fifteen-year-old boy's cock exploded, shooting great thick gouts of sperm into Laura's cunt, the girl yelping with pleasure as she hit her own climax, her skinny young body shaking with pleasure as the hard cock of her energetic fucker rammed repeatedly into her snatch whilst spurting it's load.

"Holy shit," Dave gasped once his climax was over, taking his mouth from Karen's cunt, his face slick with juices. He looked down and slid his wilting cock from Laura's cum-leaking snatch.

"That was cool," Laura giggled, and she sat up and gave Dave a kiss.

Across the room, Harry was still rampantly arse-fucking Sandy, ramming his pole deep into her rectum. The girl squealed with delight at the serious sodomizing she was receiving, and Harry's spluttering cries of pleasure indicated his orgasm was almost upon him.

"Oh yeah, yeah, I'm gonna cum," he suddenly cried, "SHIT! NNNNG!"

He rammed his cock right to the root in Sandy's arsehole and began shooting his load, the strength of his climax taking him by surprised.

"FUCK!" Harry cried, "Oh God I'm cumming."

"Oh yes, yes, cum in my arse," Sandy urged her rampant fucker.

Harry hunched over Sandy as he ejaculated in her guts, his cock pulsing and spurting hot wads of slimy fuck-sauce. Sandy tightened her arsehole round Harry's hard prick, milking it of cum.

Finally, Harry's orgasm died away, and he sighed happily as he finished emptying his balls in Sandy's intestines.

"Bloody hell that was ace," he concluded, out of breath. He placed his hands on Sandy's bum-cheeks and levered his prick out of the girl's anus, which, once vacated, hung open obscenely, leaking cum.

Being a considerate whore, Sandy turned round and licked Harry's cock clean, her tongue removing all traces of cum and shit so that the boy's penis was sparkling clean within moments. Likewise, across the room, Harry was standing and having his slick spermy cock licked clean by both Laura and Karen.

Ten-minutes later, dressed once more and £10 richer, the trio of girls said farewell to the twins.

"Call us any time you're horny," Karen giggled as she lead Laura and Sandy out of the house.

"Okay," Dave calmy responded, then he shut the front door.

"That," Harry said, quietly, standing next to his brother in the hallway, "was fun."

"Yeah, why not?" replied Karen. She'd held onto the cash they'd earned last night, and with the tenner they'd been given by Dave and Harry, she was clutching £80, more money than they'd ever had in their possession.

"Maybe we should save it," Sandra - sensible lass that she was - suggested, "until we've got, like, loads, and then we can buy really big stuff."

"Oh boo, how boring," sulked Laura.

"Well, I don't think we can save it really," Karen wisely explained, "because if we save until we have a few hundred, our parents will be suspicious if we come home with new Hi-Fi's and DVD Players and things."

Sandra and Laura both agreed with this sage advice, especially as it concluded that they could go shopping now.

"Let's go to the shops," Laura said, skipping ahead of the other two, "There's some CDs I wanna buy."

"Wait for us," Karen said, and she and Sandra picked up the pace to keep up with Laura as they headed towards the bus-stop.

As much as Karen enjoyed shopping, she was already looking forward to the next day of working as a pre-teen whore.

To be continued...