ALL GIRLS

BY KENNA

[ part 1 ]

When we were teenagers, my best friend, Joel, and I were really into girls. Let me tell you, if you’re thinking that means dating, you’re way short of the mark. I mean fucking every girl we could. My first was Rita. She was in 7th grade and I was in 8th. I remember one Saturday afternoon at her house; we just started experimenting and ended up with my cock in her pussy. She and I did it a few more times, but I wanted to have every girl I could. Joel had his first pussy about the same time and we had a contest going for a while, but we always operated alone. By the time we were 14, we’d both lost count.

Both of us had similar tastes, the 11-13 year old range. And, as we got older, that didn’t change. By the time we were 15, an 11-year-old was pretty easy to lay. We were experienced and they were curious - piece of cake. We started getting pretty wild, too. I mean, I seduced a 13-year-old and then made her bring along her 11-year-old sister. Not only fucked them both, but got them to make out with each other. Cool.

One time Joel and I both popped into the middle school girls’ shower room after gymnastics practice. We knew that the coach lived up in the hills and always left early when it snowed. So, one snowy day, we dropped in on the girls. They were all showering or modestly walking around in towels. But, of the 11 girls on the team, 9 of them had been fucked by us at one time or another (some on videotape). And, those 9 had a reputation to protect. That’s how we could afford to just walk in without the girls just throwing us back out. That’s when those 9 girls held down the two 11-year-olds while we fucked them and had our cocks sucked.

And, we didn’t stop there. We made the 9 girls spank the other two and then made them go down on the older girls. And, we got away with it. Hell, we’d gotten away with everything so far. But, that time changed Joel. He told me it was too dangerous and he just quit. Suddenly he was Mr. Gentleman with the girls.

But, I kept it up. I kept it up until my parents caught me. I was home with Paula - a new girl in school since I’d already fucked almost all the 14 year olds in town. And her 11-year-old sister, Pam. Pam was tied, spread eagle on the bed, a trace of blood still on her thigh from her virginity. Pam hadn’t been particularly cooperative, and Paula had been willing to help get her tied down. I was kneeling beside Pam. Paula had my cock in her mouth. I never even heard the door.

Grounded for life took on a real meaning for me. I don’t think anyone ever found out, including Pam and Paula’s parents, but my parents were enough. That happened the summer before my junior year in high school. For the next two years, I was chaperoned by my mom or my dad wherever I went outside the house.

There I’d be, on a date, with mom sitting a table away. My hands had to stay on top of the table. We had to sit on opposite sides of the table. One time, I had a date with Lisa - a girl I’d fucked before. I’d been surprised when she’d asked me out - I thought she was pissed at me. Turned out, she was. She sat across from me (my mom behind her), sucking her finger all night. Then, her hand would disappear beneath the table. She’d reach out toward me, almost touching, but close enough that I could smell her pussy scent. Towards the end of a very short date, I’m sure she came, quietly, then she got up and left. My mom took me home and I masturbated myself to sleep that night, like so many others.

In the process, I learned to be Mr. Gentleman, too. By the time I went to college, I minded my manners, forgot about little girls, and married a beautiful, sexy, mature woman my own age, Gina.

Joel and I lived a couple of blocks from each other. We stayed close. Our wives got a long. We both had 12-year-old daughters. He had a 10-year-old daughter and I had a 9 year-old son. Then, his wife divorced him. Out of the blue. It surprised him and me. Two months later, my wife, inspired by Linda’s individual spirit, divorced me. Individual spirit is just what it was. Both Linda and Gina wanted a “fresh start”. Joel and I were left with the kids, houses, cars, and no sign of our wives.

Several months later, Joel and I were sitting around getting drunk and started talking about old times. My kids were upstairs asleep. His kids, now 13 and 11, were old enough to take care of themselves, so they were home. And, we start talking about fucking girls that very same age. Well, little girls are still a turn on to me (and to him), but we’ve kept our forbidden desires under wraps. I’m satisfied with watching a cute little ass wiggle past me in the mall or a quick glance at two budding tits in a tight top. But, I am horny since my wife left me. And, I guess I let that slip out, as if it wasn’t already obvious.

Quick as a wink, Joel was at my computer. He got on the Internet and in less than 60 seconds, had a picture of a nude girl on the screen. I’d say she was about 12. “A little food for thought,” said Joel. “Pull up a picture, pull out your rod, and jerk off. Keeps it under control.”

“I’ve heard about this shit,” I said. The picture was compelling. She was cute as a button. Turned kind of sideways, she was showing the curve of a tight ass, the hint of a forbidden pussy, and delicious morsels of tiny tits. “Looks pretty good.” But, close as we were, I wasn’t about to whack off in front of Joel.

He fiddled around a little more and produced a picture of a girl about 13 with a boy about 14. His cock was half an inch from her mouth and she was wide open and ready. “Remember these days?” he asked. Fuck, how could I forget them? But, I stayed silent, knowing that I was giving him tacit approval to continue. A series of images popped up. Ten with a mouthful of cock. Eight and spreading wide for a grown man’s cock. Ten and eleven licking each other’s pussies. Two boys and two girls, all about 11-12. He knew his way around these sites. And, my cock was getting hard. I suddenly realized there was an outlet for my fantasy without actually touching any young girls.

The next thing Joel brought up was a movie. It showed a man caressing a young girl, about 11 years old. His caressing turned more serious as he pulled her to his cock. I watched in horny amazement as she licked the shaft up and down. She started to suck the tip of the cock while moving her hand up and down the length of it. My hand was rubbing my cock in my pants when I noticed that Joel had his cock out and was stroking it. In my drunken desire, I thought, what the hell. I whipped out my cock, too, and in seconds had sprayed the carpet while watching this young Lolita suck cock, then end up with cum on her face.

Joel left right after that. I think we were both a little embarrassed about jacking off in the same room. Embarrassed though I was, I was also intrigued by this new Internet world.

Joel called me about 9 the next morning. I tried to stammer out an awkward apology, but he just brushed it aside. “Come by today at 1 and I’ll show you something else.” I couldn’t get another word out of him, but if it was anything last night, I wanted to see what he had to show.

My kids and I had McDonalds for lunch, and then I dropped them back home. I’d kept my mind off the Lolitas I’d seen the night before and of what Joel might have to show me until now. With Katy and Ben heading back into the house, I looked forward to what Joel might have. As I glanced back at my kids, I realized they were the same age as what I’d just jacked off to last night. Indeed, Katy had a wiggle in her ass, a cute face, and (now that I think of it) some tits that still had room to grow. I almost didn’t go to Joel’s, but then I reminded myself that this was hands off fantasy stuff.

At Joel’s house, he sat me down on his couch, right in the center of the couch, in his family room facing the opening to the hall. He sat down in a chair off to the right. “Bill, I know you never forgot all those little girls that we use to bang. They were the most fun that you and I ever had. After last night, I know you still have the taste for them. But, you can’t touch. Let me show you a whole new world.”

He used a remote to turn on the TV and VCR. “You had to give it up,” he said. “I only pretended to give it up. I just went underground because I knew if we kept our current profile, we’d get caught. So, I changed what I was doing. Check this out.” This was obviously an old tape that Joel had made years ago. The tape showed a procession of 6 girls. I knew them all. They were in the age range of 12-15 in this tape, but had grown up since then.

All of the girls were naked, some sporting a firm, well-developed set of tits with a dark triangle of pussy hair and some slick as the day they were born. Their procession was like a ritual as two rows of three walked in from each side of the picture, then turned to face the camera and walked toward it. “You don’t have to see the whole thing to get the idea,” said Joel. “Watch here.” As he said that, he (about 16 years old) came into the picture leading a 12-year-old by the hand. He was naked, but she was not. It looked to me like she was frightened or at least repulsed by the nudity. The six girls crowded around her and when the crowd parted, she was naked and trying to cover herself with her hands.

The picture wasn’t the best, so I couldn’t tell what the shape was, but something was cut and blood was produced, then smeared on the body of the virgin. “I turned it into a cult,” said Joel. “The older girls enforced the rules for the younger girls. We initiated new girls all the time. They all were afraid to speak out, so I was safe. We held the ceremonies in a safe place. You remember Hannah? She had really easy going parents that had given her an apartment out back and let her have her privacy? We did it there. I fucked all the girls I wanted.”

My cock was hard again, from the pictures, from the story. It was like high school all over again. I was horny for those same girls. He was claiming victory in our contest. I’d failed and he’d succeeded. But, he wasn’t finished talking, “I learned how to control those girls and now I’m doing the same all over again.” He paused for that to sink in. Then he said, “And, I’m inviting you to join in. This is not a fantasy. It’s a dream come true. This is a safe place. And I assure you none of the girls will talk about this.”

Before I could make any response, the tape quit and there was a girl standing in the door from the hall. It was Joel’s 13-year-old-daughter, Anna. She was wearing nothing but a string bikini that barely covered her small tits and her pussy. I looked at her, then at Joel, then at her again as she slinked into the room. It was one of the sexiest things I’d seen in a long time. The way she walked, then way she was dressed, and the expression on her face all told me that this little girl was a sex object today.

The little minx looked at Joel and said, “Now, daddy?”

He nodded.

Anna casually and slowly put both hands on her tummy and started to slide them up. Though she had little to show, when her hands reached her tits, she cupped them, almost lifting them right out of the bikini top. Then she squeezed her little mounds and let her hands run up to her throat.

With all the talk of little girls and sex, I knew what was coming. Part of me wanted to stop this show, but most of me demanded I stay and see what was going to happen. My cock was still limp, showing my disbelief in this fantasy. Surely this little angel that I had known since she was born was not about to … I looked at Joel and found him watching me intently. I returned my attention to Anna to see what Joel had planned. Her hands had gone behind her neck now and when they came back forward, she was holding the ends of the tie that held her top up. She dropped them and they fell down across her tummy. But, the top stayed in place despite all the will I was exerting for it to fall. Her hands went behind her back and I could tell she was untying the strap across her back.

I was holding my breath in anticipation. My total focus was on the Lolita in front of me. She pulled the straps forward and dropped them, her hands quickly catching the cups of her bikini top before they fell away. Then, she simply peeled away the top and dropped it to the floor. “Oh, God,” I groaned. For the first time in nearly 20 years, I was looking at underage tits in the flesh.

“He likes them, daddy,” said Anna. Her hands moved to her hips where little bows kept her bikini bottoms from falling. To me she said, “Do you want to see…?” I nodded. “Tell me,” she said. As she said that, she untied one side. My cock was tearing at my pants and I had to shift it to give it room.

I looked again at Joel. He waved his hand at the tiny girl standing alone in the room as if to say, “She’s all yours.”

“I want you to take off your bottoms,” I said.

She undid the second tie, but didn’t let them drop. “And then what?” she giggled. I couldn’t bring myself to speak, so she said, “Do you want to fuck me? I like it when my daddy fucks me. Tell me that you want to fuck me, too, and I’ll show you everything. Tell me and I’ll let you fuck me.” Her hips were moving seductively, telling me that she knew what she wanted and knew how to get it.

“Yes,” I said. “I want to fuck you. I want to suck your little titties. I want to touch you all over and I want…” Her bottoms fell to the ground and I found myself staring at light downy fur covering her sweet young pussy.

“Strip for me, Mr. Loren,” said Anna. Her use of ‘Mr. Loren’ only made me harder, reminding me that I was looking at the 13-year-old daughter of a friend. “Strip for me and fuck me while my daddy watches.” She was a cheerleader at the middle school and so was my daughter. I’d watched her shake her little body at basketball games and not even been aware of how much I still lusted for girls her age. She’d grown up with my daughter and that gave her a generous dose of forbidden. God, I was so hot for her, I practically ripped my clothes off. I was oblivious to the presence of her daddy.

The little girl lay on her back in the middle of the room with her legs spread wide. I was a young kid again, like it was my first time and nearly came before I got inside her. I got my hands on her small tits, took two strokes of my cock, and shot a huge load of cum inside Anna. Wow, talk about pre-mature ejaculation. She only smiled and said, “Geez, Mr. Loren, I guess you were really hot for me, huh?” Then she bounded up and scampered from the room. I watched every bounce of that ass on the way out.

I looked over at Joel, speechless, and he pointed to the couch. I sat back down where I had been and he said, “How was that for a warm up?”

I chuckled. “Yeah, right, a warm up, the main course, and dessert all in one. I’m getting too old to …” A flash of movement caught my eye and Joel’s 11-year-old daughter, Dana, stood in the doorway. She was wearing a shortie nightgown that barely came below her waist. The instant I saw her I had a flashback to the vacation our families had taken together a year ago. I’d actually called her sexy in that same nightie. I didn’t think I’d meant it then, but now… whoooeee!

She sauntered into the room and stood there like a shy little girl. She twisted one knee in front of the other and crossed her arms across her tummy. “How do I look, Mr. Loren?” she asked in a whisper.

“Sexy,” was all I could say back. She turned her back to me and bent slightly. She had no panties on! I took in her cute ass as she waggled it at me and nearly jumped out of the couch. Then, she turned to face me and in one quick movement, shed the nightgown.

“Do I look sexy enough to eat?” she asked. “Daddy says the girls all liked the way you eat pussy. Will you eat me?”

I looked at Joel with what must have been a stupefied look of gratitude. Here was the winner tossing out not tidbits of his winnings, but his prize possessions to me. As Dana laid back on the carpet, I knelt between her precious, soft thighs and ran my tongue between her bare pussy lips. I had the perfect vantage point to taste her juices and admire her body at the same time. My hands cupped that soft ass I’d just seen peeking at me from under the nightie. My tongue relished the rubbery lips as I parted them and found her tiny clit. Her tits were just gentle swells in her chest, topped by tiny, but very prominent nipples.

As I licked, I could feel my cock rising back to hardness. The sight of this pre-teen willingly spreading her legs for me was turning me on. She sighed softly as I picked up my pace. I wondered if she would return my oral sex with oral sex. The thought of my cock between her lips was incredible. “Lick me right there, Mr. Loren. You are good. I hope you lick me all the time.” My fingers dug into her tender ass flesh as I pulled her cunt to me. I tried to fuck her with my tongue, sticking it as far up her fuck hole as I could, then I licked her clit until she came. As she did, she squealed in pleasure, “Oooo, yeeessssss, Mr. Loren, oooo, eeeee, yes.”

Satisfied, she got up to run out of the room, but I caught her and pulled her back down. My cock was pounding and I didn’t want her to leave yet. I ran my tongue across her hard little nipples and sucked on her soft mounds. She cast a glance at my raging hard on and said, “Oooo, not me, Mr. Loren. Save it for the next girl.” I let her wriggle away as I pondered the next girl. I’d already done both Joel’s daughters. Who was next?

“Back to the couch, first,” said Joel. “Then you’ll get to meet the next girl. This one I call the stripper. She’s pretty hot.”

As I sat back, naked and waiting for another Lolita, she appeared before me. Instantly I knew who she was. It was Lori, another one of the cheerleaders on the team with Anna and Katy. She was in her cheerleader outfit, minus her shoes and socks. I figured soon she would be without everything else. Lori is possibly the prettiest of the cheerleaders, though I’ll never admit that to my Katy.

Lori stepped into the middle of the room and started a routine I’ve seen the cheerleaders to before. Some arm waving, some high kicking, turn around and shake your ass, and lots of bouncing up and down. Then, she reached under her skirt and pulled down her panties and kicked them off to the side. She did the same routine, but without the panties, it was a whole new routine. Flashes of pussy came as she kicked and bounced. She took off her sweater. The same routine got even better, but I knew it could improve more. She added a round off that flashed her pussy and ass at me, then took off her bra.

Perhaps to give me a moment to enjoy or her a chance to catch her breath, she stood still as I inspected her newly revealed tits. She had large nipples and her tits were bigger than Anna’s. Topless, she posed for a moment, then squeezed her tits. She played with the nipples until they were hard as my cock. Then, she did the same routine. If was even better with bouncing tits to go along with the pussy and ass shots she gave me.

Still wearing her short little cheerleader skirt (and nothing else), she walked up to me, put my legs together, and sat down on my knees. She leaned into me and gave me a very sexy kiss. As her tongue darted around teasing my tongue, my cock felt ready to burst. She leaned back and said, “Up my ass, Mr. Loren. My daddy won’t do me at all, so I need a big cock from somebody else’s daddy up my ass.” She slid off my lap and got down on her hands and knees with her ass sticking up.

Anna and Dana came back in the room right then, both naked. Anna handed me a tube of KY. “Spread her wide, Mr. Loren,” said Anna. “She really needs it bad.”

“Yeah,” said Dana. “And we’re gonna watch to make sure you do it right.”

“Oooo, don’t take too long,” said Lori, wiggling her ass. “I heard you like asses and mine was voted most fuckable.”

I put the KY on my cock and said, “I like every inch of a little girl’s body, Lori. Tell me again how old you are?”

“Oooo, yes, Mr. Loren,” she said, feeling me press against her puckered ass hole. “I’m only 13 years old, please don’t fuck my tight, hot, virgin, little girl, tight, wet, hot, oooooeeeeee…. yeah, ass.” I’d jammed my cock into her tight hole in mid-sentence, but it sounded like she was running out of words anyway.

Dana volunteered with a giggle, “Her daddy doesn’t even let her date boys yet.” I have to admit that made this tight ass even more desirable. The thought that her daddy thought his little girl was still a virgin was incredible. She had the moves to be a stripper and the mind of a whore, but she was still daddy’s little girl to some poor sap.

“Squeeze me,” whined Lori. “Squeeze my titties while you fuck my ass.” I reached under her and found her tits. They were less than handfuls, just like I like them.

Her ass was as tight as anything I’d ever fucked. From the sound of it, I’d thought her ass would not be so tight. So I told her, “God, your ass is soooo fucking tight. It’s like heaven.”

“I put a little rubber ball up my ass when I have to… you know. Then, I make sure I get everything out, except the little rubber ball. It really tightens up my muscles when I have to keep my ass so tight that the little ball won’t slip out.” Jesus Christ! What a little whore. She likes being fucked in the ass so much that she practices for it. And, I liked fucking her in the ass. Every stroke was like plowing new territory. I let go of her tits and put my hands on her ass. I ran my hands over her soft and silky cheeks, down to her thighs and back up again. Then, I gripped her hips tightly and started to really fuck her.

“Oooh, yes, fuck meeeee,” she screamed. “Strip me, fuck me, use me. Oh, God, it feels sooo fucking good. Big fucking cock up my tight little ass. Do me, do me, oh, for God’s sake, fuck me hard.” In just a few minutes, I shot my load in her ass, my second of the afternoon.

When we were finished, Lori gently washed my cock clean with a warm rag. “Don’t want to gross out the next girl too much. She’s going to suck your cock.” Hell, I’d had three already. There was a next girl? How much did Joel think I could take?

I sat back on the couch to recuperate and Joel announced, “This is the gadget girl.”

I saw what he meant as soon as the poor girl stepped into the room. Unlike the others who had voluntarily offered themselves, this girl looked forced. She was in heavy bondage and I wondered if she had voluntarily submitted to the bondage or if she was here against her will.

She had a leather hood over her forehead that strapped under her chin. The hood came down far enough to cover the upper part of her nose. Through holes in the hood, I could see frightened or surprised eyes staring back at me. The hood ended with a hook in the girl’s nose, turning it up uncomfortably. A huge gag covered her mouth and I had the definite impression the gag extended some depth into her mouth and throat. She was sucking hard on something and stopping occasionally to take deep breaths through her nose. All I could see of her face was a narrow strip between the hood and the gag

She had sun bronzed skin on her lovely throat and chest. Her tits were small and gave me about the only indication of her age. I guessed that with tits that size she was about 12. Clothespins pinched her nipples and I wondered now if the look in her eyes was pain more than fear. Otherwise her breasts were bare. There was no sign of tan lines. Given the nature of her bondage, I wondered if she was a pre-teen sex slave that was forced to sun bathe nude. A leather strap ran around her waist pulling her in so that I could have gotten my hands around her narrow waist without a problem. Her hips flared some, but still had room to grow. She had a dildo in her pussy with wires attached to it. There was a similar, but broader dildo up her ass. It was clear even the dildos caused her discomfort since she was forced to keep them from falling out. Her legs were spread with a 3-foot spreader bar. The most amazing part of her bondage was her arms. She was bound at the wrists and had her elbows bound together. It was a very painful position and forced her to stick her chest and tits out. In fact, it looked as if her arms were gone if you looked at her from the front.

She stood uncomfortably in the room in 5-inch heels while Joel hook up the dildos to a control box and handed the controls to me. There were three buttons on the box. “Push the far left one first,” said Joel. When I did, the young girl gave a muffled yelp, “Mmmppp.” It was an intoxicating, vulnerable sound that made my cock hard. I pushed it again. “Mmmmppp.” And again and again. Each time my cock twitched at the sound. I had no idea what was happening that made her make that sound, but it felt good to have that control over her.

I looked at Joel questioningly and pointed at the other buttons. “Whatever you want, bud,” he said. “They all make her do cute things.” I pushed the middle one and I could see her eyes widened, “Mmmmmmmmmm.” The sound was deeper, as if satisfying, but still involuntary. I pushed it a couple more times, each time getting the deep, rich, “Mmmmmmm,” from the helpless girl. Then, I moved to the third button. “Nnnnnnnnnnnnn,” came a strained sound from her.

“Push them longer,” said Lori, who, like the other two girls, was watching with interest.

I pushed the first button longer and the little girl started to dance about in her high heels. The sound she made increased in pitch and I knew I was causing her pain. But, that didn’t bother me. The sight of her dancing, her tits bouncing, her eyes pleading, and that sound all made me want to do it more. I scarcely realized the boundary I had passed, from enjoying little girls to tormenting this one.

Moving back to the second and third buttons, I alternated between them. Holding the second button made the girl thrust her hips forward and back. I realized I was making the dildo vibrate and she was fucking herself when I stimulated her. When I pressed the third button, the girl’s entire body tensed. Her ass was absolutely incredible just by itself, but when I pressed this button, it tightened even more. I was turning on the dildo in her ass.

Since I was behind her, I took the moment to admire that side of her. With no tan lines, the girl’s smooth bronze skin was amazing. Her back was a lovely stretch of muscled beauty. Her ass was firm and tight. With her narrow hips, her ass remained perfect. She had long lovely legs that were accentuated by the heels she wore. I was having such a good time making her dance, fuck herself, and tighten her ass, that finally Joel took the box away and asked me to sit down. “There is a trick she can do. I want you to watch it.”

Lori and Anna brought a bucket of water into the room as preparation for the trick. Then, Joel took the girl by the head and shoved her face first into the bucket, submerging her entire head. “Look at your watch,” he told me. “Count off every 30 seconds.”

30-60-90 went by and I started to get nervous. I didn’t want to be party to a drowning. “Joel,” I said, “how long are you going to make her do this?”

“Oh, here, I’ll let go,” he said and took his hand off the girl’s hood. Her head remained submerged. “She’s learned to count off the time, too, and come up when she’s supposed to.”

“How long?” I insisted.

“Three minutes,” said Joel.

“Three minutes! How does she do that?”

“Oh, this one will do anything I want. She’s the best trained of the bunch,” said Joel. “The real question is why does she do that?”

I shrugged.

“This is her training so she can suck cock without breathing for 3 minutes at a stretch. Imagine that. A blowjob without any breaks in rhythm to breathe. She just sucks the whole time.” He patted her on the ass and her head came up out of the water. “Don’t have to leave her down the whole time, I guess. Let’s get her sucking cock.”

The girl was breathing heavily, but regained her wind quickly. She was positioned between my legs and the gag removed. I watched in astonishment as the gag came out, 2 inches, 4 inches, 6 inches, 8 inches, an entire 10 inches of dildo had been down this talented cocksucker’s throat this whole time. My 8-inch cock was inserted and she simply wrapped her lips around the base of my cock. Her mouth and her throat pulsated around my cock. She was applying suction, but more than that, she was massaging every inch of my cock at the same time. Soft, then firm, then hard, then firm. She alternated pressure and it started to drive me crazy. All you could see from the outside was my cock clamped in this little girl’s mouth, but what she was doing on the inside was incredible.

I’d already cum twice in the afternoon, but I knew I’d be cumming soon again. Joel was timing me to make sure I came inside the 3 minutes. I lasted nearly 2 minutes before I erupted into this incredible throat. I’m sure I deposited my cum directly into her tummy. Pulling my cock out was sheer ecstasy in itself. She kept the pressure on all the way out and my cock finally exited with a pop.

As my cock came free of her mouth, the young girl worked her mouth back and forth in relief and then said, “Daddy, how could you?” I was stunned at the sound of my own daughter’s voice. Katy was supposed to be at home, not here involved in this lecherous act of two pedophiles. How could I ever explain this? I’d just fucked my little girl’s mouth. Shit! I’d made her dance in pain and do so many other lewd acts. And she’d known all the time who it was that was making her perform!

While I was reeling in shock, Joel picked up the control box and pressed the middle button. Immediately, Katy reacted. “Oooo, fuck, fuck, fuck, don’t, don’t, ooo, fuck me, master, fuck, oooo, don’t watch me, daddy, I’m going…oooo…oooo…to cum. Fuck, fuck.” Her hips were thrusting forward and back like crazy, as the dildo did its work on my 13-year-old girl.

I was watching her do her fuck dance and thought about the all over tan she had. She’d been nude sun bathing and I was willing to bet she hadn’t been alone. Where and when and with whom had my daughter been nude. I looked at her bouncing tits. Holy shit! How had this little cutie grown up right under my nose and I hadn’t even noticed it? She was doing a fantastic job of staying balanced on 5-inch heels without any arms to use and while fucking herself. My cock was again standing up hard as I watched her climax against her will. “Fuck, ooo, don’t, daddy, don’t watch, oooo, fuck, fuck, heeeeerreee, oh, fuck, yes, daddy, yes, daddy, watch me, now! Watch me, ooooooo, fuck, ooo, daddy. Please, master, turn on, my… ass… too.” Joel pressed the third button and Katy went off hard, “OOOoooo, fuck me, daddy, fuck me, master, watch, watch, oooo, don’t, yes, don’t, daddy, pleeeease, fuck, fuck, ooooo, up my, up my, up my, fucking ass, daddy!”

Joel released the buttons and said, “Shit, she can really cum, can’t she, buddy.”

Katy stood there, unsteady on her feet, and said, “Please, master, don’t stop.”

“Sorry, Katy,” said Joel. “But, we have one more for your daddy to try out today.”

My head was reeling. I’d cum so many times already, but each new girl was another thrill. If Joel had another one for me, I knew I’d be cumming again. I watched as a little girl entered the room. She was dressed in a tight tube top and tight shorts, but from the look of her, she had nothing to hide up top. I guess her age at 10 years old. Memories of laying my girlfriends’ little sisters came to my mind. They were always so tight and so curious.

The little girl stopped about five feet from me. She had long brown hair and heavy makeup on her face. “This little one is going to suck your cock, too. I expect you’ll have that red lipstick around the base of your cock by the time you cum. Ever had anyone this young suck your whole fucking cock, bud?”

I shook my head. “How… um, how old?” I asked, my voice shaking with lust.

“Ten,” said Joel, confirming what I thought. “In fifth grade.”

The little girl wiggled her top down over her hips and stepped out of it. She was completely flat. Next, she pulled her shorts down, revealing a pair of pale blue panties. The 10-year-old knelt in front of me and opened her mouth. I put my cock to her lips and watched with amazement as the 5th grader sucked all 8-inches down her throat. She seemed to have practiced the same technique as Katy, alternating the pressure on my cock without stroking it in and out. But, she only lasted 15 seconds before she pulled off.

The little beauty started sucking my cock in and out of her mouth, each time taking it deep. Her hands grasped my ass, so she could pull me deep with each thrust. Just as Joel said, I could see a red lipstick stain at the very root of my cock. This little girl was something else. Her age really thrilled me, but having just cum, it took me about 5 minutes before I finally unloaded in her throat.

As I sat back on the couch totally exhausted, the four other girls gathered around the kneeling cocksucker. I couldn’t tell what was happening, but there was a flurry of activity. A wig flew out of the mass of girls and then the pale blue panties. The girls were talking about getting the makeup off the cocksucker’s face. Then, the four girls scampered away, leaving just the cocksucker – now standing in front of me.

“Was it good, daddy?” asked my son, Ben. He stood there naked; his little cock hard and pointing at me.

“My God,” I said. “It was you, Ben? You sucked daddy’s cock?”

“Yeah, daddy,” he said. “The master said you would let me if I dressed up like a girl. Fooled you, didn’t it?”

“Yes, you fooled me,” I said. “You were a very pretty little girl.” My son is gay, I thought.

But, as if reading my thoughts, he said, “But, I’m a boy, daddy, watch this.” He laid down on the floor and said, “OK, Katy, do it.”

His big sister came over and knelt over the top of Ben. She took his cock into her mouth and sucked it, fucking her mouth with his cock. In seconds, Ben tensed and shot a load of cum into his sister’s mouth. The kids then all ran from the room, leaving me alone with Joel.