Perverts 'R' Us

My Kids

By Anonymous (Incest, Scat, Pedo)

 sex among pre-teen children and between adults and pre-teen children. If you find
this offensive stop reading now.

This story is entirely fictional and any similarity between persons and
events depicted in it and actual persons and events is purely
coincidental. The story is pure fantasy and none of the events
described herein are practiced, advocated or condoned by the author.

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My Kids -- Chapter One / The Idea

I had just turned 22 when Paula and I married. We had been high school
sweethearts and from the moment we met we knew that we were destined
for each other. I graduated from college, started a computer consulting
business and after a year or so had enough money coming in that we felt
able to start a family. And start a family we did. Over the next seven
years we had a boy, Steven, a girl, Susan, another girl, Stephanie,
twin girls, Samantha, another girl, Sadie and despite wanting another
boy, we gave up trying. Having our own girls' basketball team was
enough.

The day before my 34th birthday Paula was killed in a car accident. It
was a devastating blow to all of us and for about a year we found just
making it through each day difficult. No one seemed to know what to do.
Meals were rarely served on time, the laundry piled up until someone
finally threw some of it into the washing machine, my business suffered
and only the need to keep seven people clothed, fed and housed kept me
going. By the end of the first year though, things had begun to change
and the pieces started falling into place.

Steven was almost 12 and began noticing when things needed to be done.
Things such as the washing or the dishes. And he would do them without
being asked. He made his own bed, kept his room clean, helped pick up
things around the house, helped with the yard work, and got himself a
paper route. It didn't pay much, but it kept him from having to ask me
for money and bought the occasional birthday present for his sisters.

Susan was ten and had turned into a little mother to the other girls.
She told them when to go to bed, when to wash clothes, when to take
baths, when to eat and she had, in fact, become a bit bossy, but the
others didn't seem to mind. She's a cute blue-eyed blonde and had just
begun to bloom physically. Her hips were starting to show a slight
curve at the sides and her buttocks, always rather slim, had filled out
into nicely rounded globes. Small, but noticeable, mounds had begun to
grow on her chest.

Stephanie was the prettiest of them all, but I never told her or anyone
else that. She was 8 years old and had the most angelic face
imaginable. I used to tease Paula that she must have fooled around at
one time because Steffi didn't look like me at all. She had deep, brown
eyes and soft brown hair that framed her pretty face and hung to
between her shoulder blades. She wasn't much help around the house, but
she was an inspiration to look at.

The twins, Samantha and Sandra were almost 7 and, like Susie, had blue
eyes and shoulder length blonde hair. Needless to say, their physiques
were those of little girls; board straight, slender legs with no hips,
but cute little butts and no tits at all. They could be a real pain at
times because they would conspire aginst the others and spent a lot of
their time whispering to each other and giggling. Under Susie's
tutelage though, they had become quite efficient house helpers.

Sadie, besides being the youngest at only 5, was also the most doted
on. Everyone loved Sadie and couldn't do enough for her. She was
pretty, not beautiful, and, you guessed it, blue-eyed and blonde. Her
disposition was more even than any of us. No matter the amount of
confusion prevailing in our house, Sadie provided a steadiness and
stability that we came to rely upon. She could always make us laugh by
making some innocent remark that would put things back in perspective.

There we are, six kids, helpful ones to be sure, and me, all trying to
make it in a world that had, for us, been shattered and we were now
trying to rebuild. It had been a tough year for all of us, but
especially for me. The kids didn't need sex. I did. I had taken to
jacking off in the shower and it helped relieve the tension, but it was
never quite enough. Dating did not interest me, who had the time, and
in my work I didn't meet very many eligible women anyway. Something was
about to happen, however, that would make me forget about women
forever, but not about sex. In my wildest imaginings I would never have
come up with this. It all began late one night, after an otherwise
normal day.

Shortly after I had gone to bed one evening, little Stephanie came into
my room. She was nearly in tears telling me that she had been awakened
by a bad dream and asked me if she could please sleep with me. The poor
thing was shaking so I lifted the covers and let her climb in. As she
did her nightgown rode up and bunched around her waist and I saw that
she was not wearing any panties, a common occurrence around our house.
I was lying on my side facing her and with her back to me she nestled
her little body into the curve of mine, pushing her little butt into my
crotch. I had been playing with myself before she had come in and was
still semi-hard and when her ass jostled my prick it flopped out of my
boxer shorts and landed smack in the crack of her ass.

I looked at Steffi's face to see if she had noticed, but the little
shit had her thumb in her mouth and was already fast asleep. The warmth
of her little ass on my cock got me fully hard again and in rising it
had pushed itself between her thighs. I began moving gently forward,
then backward, my cock fucking her thighs. I put my arm over her and
reached for her little pussy and began stroking it slowly from back to
front. Very quickly I came, my semen spraying her slender thighs and
running down them to stain the sheet. She remained asleep.

When I awoke the next morning Steffi was gone. I got up and groggily
walked into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. 'What's happened
to me? My own eight-year-old daughter...I get off on my own little
girl...what's happening to me?' I had never been sexually aroused, nor
even interested, by children. 'I must have been half asleep and
dreaming...yeah, that's it. And then the warmth of Stef's body against
mine...still, it had been good, different, but good.' Suddenly, I
wanted more. I wanted to see the rest of my girls naked again. I wanted
to touch them, hug them, kiss them, taste them and yes, have them taste
me. I was awakening some sleeping desire within me as I came to the
realization that I could be a child lover. I splashed some water on my
face and went downstairs to the kitchen.

Susie was pouring milk on a bowl of cereal for Stephanie who sat at the
kitchen table still wearing her nightie. I wondered if she had been
curious about the cum that must have been caked on her ass and thighs
when she woke up. She looked at me and smiled, "Hi, daddy." Susie
turned to look at me too, a strange look in her eyes, then she, too,
cracked a smile and giggled. "G'mornin' daddy. How are you feeling?"

"Hi, girls," I said as I sat down at the table. "I don't know what's
wrong with me this morning, but I'm sure tired."

They both giggled conspiratorially and I knew something was up. 'Had
Stephanie been awakened by my fondling? Had she been pretending to be
asleep? How much did she remember? How much had she told Susie?' These
questions raced through my mind as Susie put a bowl on the table in
front of me, filled it with cereal and poured milk over it.

"Didn't you sleep well, daddy?" she asked, a sly smile on her face and
I swear she had a gleam in her eye.

As I was about to respond with some cock-and-bull story (more like a
cock-in-hand story) the twins bounced into the kitchen making a racket
as usual. They were giggling and poking each other and half-running as
they came in, also still dressed in their nighties.

"Hi, daddy, hi Susie, hi Stef," they said in unison and giggled. They
sat down at the table and poured themselves cereal, spilling some onto
the table, then scraping it off the table into their mouths. The same
thing happened when they poured, and spilt, the milk. Finally, Susie
could take no more. She walked to the table, put her hands on her hips
and announced that if they couldn't behave they could just leave. They
both looked down, then at me, then at Susie, finally snickered again
and said in unison, "Sorry," and began to spoon the cereal into their
mouths.

I loved this scene. Every Saturday morning it was the same and I
savored every minute of it. The next to come in would be Sadie. She
would rub her little eyes, say a perfunctory 'g'mornin' to everyone,
drag herself to her place at the table and let her head drop upon it.
She always slept in nothing but panties and that's the way she came to
the table. In fact, that's the way she dressed most of the time at
home. Shortly after her entrance Steven would finally come down. He,
too, would be wearing only underpants. The twins would tease him about
it and Susie would scold him for being too lazy and inconsiderate to
cover himself in front of his sisters. He would ignore all three of
them.

As if on cue Sadie appeared in the doorway, bare-chested and only
panties covering her hips. She made straight for the table, climbed
into a chair and started scooping the cereal Susie had set out for her
into her mouth. After the first spoonful was in she remembered her
manners. "Gmmmnn," she mumbled, spilling some cerial from her mouth.
The twins laughed at this. A moment later Steven came in and everyone
noticed that he was wearing levis rather than his usual skimpy garb.
"Hiding something?" asked Susie, a smirk on her face. She wiggled her
ass at him as he walked by, blushing somewhat. The twins giggled
mightily at this.

It was obvious to me that Steven had awakened with a hard-on and was
trying to hide it, but what did Susie know about it. I decided that I
had to find out and that today would be a good day to start their
education, their introduction to the wonderful world of sex and incest.

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My Kids -- Chapter Two / The Lessons Begin

"Kids," I announced, "now that we're all together let me tell you about
something that's been on my mind lately."

They all looked at me as Steven pulled up a chair and sat down.

"You too, Susie. Sit down here by me," I patted the vacant chair next
to me.

Susie came and sat and I began.

"I've been thinking for some time now about talking to all of you about
sex." I tried to guage their reactions to this straight forward
approach. Steven and Susie slipped each other sly glances and I knew
for sure they had been up to something. The twins snickered, as
expected, and Sadie just kept eating her cereal. Stephanie stared
straight at me with those beautiful, brown eyes.

"First, I would like to know what each of you knows about it," I
continued, "that'll give me an idea of where to start."

I looked at little Sadie. Surely she knew nothing of making babies or
any of the sexual games people play with and on each other. Maybe she
knew little girl games of touching and looking, but nothing more.

"Sadie, have you ever heard the word, 'masturbation?'" I thought ot the
one sexual activity in which she might have engaged.

"Who's that?" asked Sadie.

"Who's who?" Susie asked her.

"Mister Baydon."

The twins laughed out loud at this, obviously they knew that Mister
Baydon was not a person.

Sadie shrugged.

"Anyone else?" I went on.

No one said anything. Steven continued looking down, probably
contemplating his hard-on and how he wanted to go do what we were
talking about, and Susie looked at Sadie with motherly disdain.

"Well," I said, "masturbation is when you play with yourself, usually
by feeling or rubbing yourself between the legs. It feels very good to
do it and although it's probably done more by boys, girls do it too.
Steven, you masturbate, don't you?"

Sam and Sandy giggled and covered their faces with their hands. I
didn't want to embarrass him, but I did want someone to start
contributing to the conversation.

"Who, me?" said Steven, returning from his self-indulgent day-dreaming.
"What?"

"I said, 'you masturbate, don't you?', you know, jack off?"

Susie raised her eyebrows and looked at her blushing brother. She
obviously knew what it meant.

"Y-yeah, I guess so," he looked down at the floor.

"Don't feel bad, Steven," I went on, "most people go through a stage of
life where they masturbate, sometimes several times a day, sometimes
with a friend or two. Many times young people experiment with a variety
of sex games. The thing to understand is that some of them can be
dangerous so it's a good idea to know a little something about them.
That's why we're going to have this conference."

I looked at each of them and for the most part they seemed to be paying
attention. Even the twins were looking at me with curiosity on their
pretty faces and Susie had a positive gleam in her eye. Little Sadie
was smiling and seemed curious about what could be so important as to
call a family meeting like this. Steven looked a little uncomfortable
and Steffi was wide-eyed. God! How I loved those eyes.

"First of all," I began, "I'll need to demonstrate using one of you
girls as a model. Steffi, will you be my assistant?"

She nodded vigorously.

"O.K.," I said, "to make everyone more comfortable let's all take off
our clothes."

A little reluctant at first to strip completely, partial nudity around
our house notwithstanding, they all followed my lead as I removed my
shirt, levis and finally my shorts, letting my semi-hard prick fall
out. Susie's eyes bugged a bit when she saw it and Stephanie's mouth
dropped noticeably. It was obviously larger than any other they had
seen and they were very curious about it. The twins stopped goofing off
and stared.

"Well, come on," I urged them.

It didn't take long after that, they weren't wearing much. Stephanie
was naked in seconds as she slipped the nightgown over her head and
having no panties on, presto, naked. Sadie dropped her panties on the
floor, Samantha and Sandy stripped quickly and Susie turned her back to
us and removed her nightgown, carefully folded it and laid it aside and
slowly slipped her panties off. When I looked at her nakedness I
realized how much she had changed in the last year. Her ass was shaped
perfectly and when she turned around I noticed that her nipples were
erect although the mounds upon which they stood were still nearly
nonexistent. They were delightful to look at. Her pussy was showing
clear signs of a developing clitoris. Steven was slowest to undress and
no wonder. When his shorts released his boner all the girls gasped in
unison.

"That's what we'll be talking about," I said, gesturing with a tilt of
head and a glance at Steven's cock.

I asked Steffi to climb up on the table and lie down so everyone could
see her better. I had her open her legs and raise them into the air,
revealing her little vagina and anus. When she was in position I began.

"Everyone come to this end of the table so you can all see. Stef,
honey, what do you call this?" I asked, touching her pussy.

"You mean my pee-pee, daddy?" The twins giggled.

"Yes, that's what most little kids call it," I answered. "Do any of you
know other names for it?"

Susie spoke up, "I've heard some older kids call it 'cunt'."

Steven, "I like 'pussy'."

"The real name for it," I went on, "is 'vagina'. It's true that girls
pee from there, but it's also where babies come from. Do any of you
know how the babies get in there?"

"From daddies," said Samantha, surprising us all.

Susie looked at me and said, "You and mom made us, right daddy?"

"Right!" I answered, "but how does a daddy put the baby inside a
mommy?"

Steven's prick was sticking straight out and nearly lying on the table
top and Susie's eyes as well as the twins' were glued to it. Steven put
his hand on his member and said, "The dad puts this into that,"
gesturing to Steffi's cunt.

"Yuck!" said the twins, again in unison, "doesn't that hurt?" continued
Sandy by herself.

"Exactly!" I exclaimed, "that's why you must be very careful about
putting anything inside of you. A little girl like Sadie should never
put anything into her, let's call it 'pussy'. The twins are old enough
to touch themselves and put a finger inside, but only a little ways in.
Steffi here," I looked at her cute little twat, "should also be
careful, even though you're older than the twins and Sadie. Nothing
should be put very far inside of you. Susie there can probably put her
fingers all the way in without getting hurt and she may even be ready
to have something like what Steven is holding put inside her hole."

Susie looked up when she heard her name and her eyes told me that she
was ready for what I had just suggested. She wanted Steven's cock
inside her hot little twat and Steven had been ready for a while. They
would have to wait a while longer, at least for another lesson or two.

"Now look at what Steven is holding in his hand." They didn't need to
be told more than once. "What do you like to call it, Steven?"

"Some of the guys call it a 'dick' or a 'prick'," he said, "but I like
to call it 'cock'."

Sam and Sandy repeated, "COCK! COCK! COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO," and giggled
loudly. Susie shot them a dirty look.

"Fine," I said, "we'll call it 'cock' then. A cock is what goes into
your pussy to make a baby. That's how the baby gets there. Now there
isn't a baby every time it goes in there, sometimes people put it in
there just for the fun of it. Do you know what it's called when people
do that?"

"Fucking," said Susie before she had thought about it. She lowered her
eyes, but quickly returned her gaze to Steven's cock.

"That's right, Susie," I said, "fucking, and everybody does it. That's
the reason we're here. I'm going to start your sex education. We'll
meet like this once a week until we've covered the whole subject.
Today's lesson will be on what I mentioned earlier, 'masturbation'.
Have any of you ever rubbed yourself between the legs?" I continued,
"Well, what you were doing was masturbating. It felt good, didn't it?
That's why you did it and why you'll probably do it again."

Steven and Susie were hot and would probably have fucked right there on
the floor if the rest of us hadn't been there. The twins had gotten
quiet and were holding hands. Steffi was still lying on the table, her
cute little cunt and asshole winking at us. Sadie was looking straight
into Stef's pussy and was absent-mindedly rubbing her own little slit.
They were ready, alright, everyone of them.

"Now, I'm going to show you how to masturbate by demonstrating on
Steffi.," Jeez! I wanted to plunge my tongue into her instead, but I
showed remarkable restraint.

Taking my cock in my right hand I began to stroke it as I placed my
left hand over Stephanie's pubic mound. I squeezed her pubis letting my
thumb caress her anus. She closed her eyes as I slid my thumb along the
full length of her little slit, letting it linger over her minute
clitoris. I heard Steffi moan a little as I pressed inward on the
little clit and ran my thumb in slow circles on it.

Susie had a finger inside herself and was working it in and out and was
rubbing her own clit with her other hand. She was already wet and well
on the way to full enjoyment of her self-indulgence. Steven was jacking
himself off as he watched his sisters behaving like horny little sluts.

What really caught his attention was the twins. Samantha and Sandra
were kissing each other and each had a finger in the other one's cunt.
Soon they were lying on the floor, finger-fucking each other's pussies
and laughing.

Little Sadie was rubbing her pubis furiously and had her other hand
behind her. The latter, I figured, was fucking her asshole.

Stephanie's pussy was quite wet and slippery now and I slipped a finger
slightly inside and worked it in and out, continuing to rub her little
bud with my thumb. She began to squirm her butt around and I knew she
was cumming. When I looked at Susie, who was watching my hand on
Steffi's twat, I noticed that the hand between her legs was dripping
wet and the insides of her thighs were glistening. The sight made me
cum and shoot all over Stephanie's crotch and legs. Steven gaped at the
sight of my semen covering my hand and his little sister's pussy,
thighs and asshole. He was cumming too, but was apparently not old
enough yet to ejaculate.

Little Sadie had slowed down and was sitting on the floor slowly
feeling herself. The twins were lying on their backs on the floor,
their legs spread obscenely, smiles on their faces. Susie and Steven
were looking at each other, Steven's eyes fixed on the wetness between
her legs, and hers on his slowly softening prick.

Stephanie put her legs back down and, dipping her fingers in the cum,
her daddy's cum, covering her privates and peering closely at it,
asked, "What's this stuff?"

"That's the stuff that makes babies, honey," I was directing this at
all of them, but they weren't much interested, "but it has to be inside
of you to do that, so you won't have a baby. Besides, you have to be
much older," I lied.

"It feels weird," she said.

The others slowly rose and came over to look at daddy's 'stuff'. They
all looked at it, touched it, smelled it, but only Sadie, bless her
heart, would taste it. She dipped her finger again into the semen that
had collected on her sister's little cunt and put it into her mouth.

"How's it taste," asked Susie.

"Salty and creamy," she answered.

I decided to end the lesson for that day, but made plans for lesson
two, oral sex.

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My Kids -- Chapter Three / The Agenda

The next morning I asked the kids what they thought about the previous
day's activities. The response was unanimous, do it again. We set aside
Saturday mornings as our sex education day.

I was torn between my lust for these passionate kids and my love for
them that told me this was wrong. Upon sober reflection it did indeed
seem wrong, but as long as all participants were willing, no one was
forced or openly coerced to take part, I convinced myself that it was
o.k.. As I looked around the table at their sweet faces, their eyes
aglow, not with lust or greed, but with real joy and anticipation, I
knew that, for us, everything would be fine.

Before embarking on our educational journey, some would say our descent
into depravity and lust, we agreed on some preliminary conditions.
Since there was no way we were going to be able to keep any of this
secret from any of the kids, we decided to include everyone. Even
little five-year-old Sadie could take part if she wanted to. Everyone
would have to be present for the discussion, but only those who wanted
to needed to participate in the activities. There would be no
penetration of any kind unless the recipient of the penetration wished
it and then at the first objection by that person all penetration would
cease. In this way I hoped to avoid any injuries and bad feelings among
the kids.

Since we had already covered masturbation I felt that mutual
masturbation was the next logical progression and I intended to include
oral sex as a great masturbation technique. I went to bed that night
with thoughts of the pleasures that awaited us all, the joyful
experiences, the sharing and mutual love.

I had just fallen asleep when Stephanie's whisper in my ear stirred me
slightly awake.

"Daddy," she whispered softly.

"Mmmff, whazzit, dear?"

"Can I see the stuff that came out of your thing yesterday?" she asked,
"When it happened I was facing the other way and didn't get to see it."

I opened my eyes and looked at my little sweetheart. She stood by the
bed looking wistfully at me dressed in her nightie. When she saw I was
awake she pulled it over her head and stood naked before me. "Do what
you were doing to me yesterday," she said, placing a hand in her
crotch.

I felt myself getting hard and asked her to climb onto the bed. As she
did I steered her so that she sat on my chest facing away from me, her
ass toward my face. I pulled back the blanket, pulled off my shorts and
told her to take my cock into her hands. When her little hands had
encircled it I told her to move the skin up and down slowly.

"Keep doing that and I'll tell you when to change," I told her.

I really wanted to put it into her mouth, but that would come later. It
wouldn't be fair to the others to give Steffi a head start. As she
continued jacking me off I began rubbing her little twat working my
finger just between the small lips into the moist, warm inside of her
little girl pussy. I worked the finger back and forth, stroking her
childish clit each time and working my finger a little deeper each time
until I felt her hymen. There I stopped the penetration. A penis would
get the pleasure of entering beyond her virginal membrane.

I told her to speed up a little and as she did I realized that I had to
do something more than finger her to have a good cum. I told her to
keep jacking me as I pulled her cute little ass toward my face. When it
was right against my face I spread the cheeks and exposed her puckered
little anus. I licked it, tasting the little girl flavor as well as a
little shit. I licked it again and a third time, lubricating it so my
tongue could penetrate her tight sphincter.

When it was slippery enough I pushed my tongue into the rosebud and
slipped it about an inch into her rectum. She gasped a little at the
first opening of her sphincter from the outside and then moaned a
little as I extracted it, pushed in again, pulled it out, and continued
that process. Her little asshole tasted wonderful to me after the
initial bitterness disappeared.

Within minutes of penetrating her rectum I felt my semen boiling inside
me and bubbling up the shaft of my prick. Stephanie was jacking quite
rapidly now and my cum fairly shot out striking first her face, her
hair, her face again, her neck and chest, and finally her stomach. The
last shot or two just seeped out, ran down the shaft and onto Steffi's
hands.

"Wow, daddy," she whispered excitedly, "that's neat. If I keep doing
this will it happen again?"

I breathlessly explained to her that I would not be able to cum again
for quite a while and she seemed a bit disappointed (Oh! To be nineteen
again). With a finger I scraped some semen from her face and brought
the finger to my mouth. She followed suit saying that if Sadie could do
it then so could she. As she licked off her finger she made a face, but
then she tried it again and smiled. Go figure.

I wiped her face and hair off with my shorts and sent her padding off
to bed, to her own lustful dreams I supposed, while I went to sleep
with mine.

I dreamt that I was flying through a heavy cloud layer, unable to see
where I was going or where I had been. My arms were outstretched wings
and my cock was the rudder stick. Suddenly, many hands were grasping
the stick pulling it this way and that. My flight path became erratic,
going up, down, to either side, all without seeming purpose. Then,
without warning I ejaculated, shooting a continuous stream of fluid
into the air. When the stream ended, fuel spent, my body doubled up and
went into a crash dive. I fell and fell, down and down I went
unendingly until, "WAKE UP, DADDY!"

I was tired the whole day. I watched a little football on tv, the kids
did their thing, none of them mentioning the lessons, and about an hour
after dinner I went to bed and fell instantly asleep. It seemed obvious
that there were still some unsettled issues I would eventually have to
sort out.

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My Kids -- Chapter Four / The Visitor

Saturday morning I awoke with a hard-on, anticipatation I guess. I was
actually looking forward to showing my kids how to have sex. How things
change. A month ago the slightest mention of child/adult sex would have
gotten an angry reaction from me and now, shit, 'who knows what evil
lurks in the hearts of men?' The Shadow sure as hell didn't. And
watching these kids and how they behaved around each other now that
they were all sharing something something very personal and special I'm
not even sure it's all that evil. Just after lunch we all gathered in
the family room for lesson two.

"Where's Stephanie?" I asked, noticing her absence.

Susie answered me. "She had a friend over this morning and she was
going to send her home and come right in."

As if on cue, Stephanie appeared in the doorway, only she wasn't alone.
Behind her was another little girl. She was from down the street and
her name was Jenny, we were told, and she was seven years old.

"She wants to have a lesson too, daddy," said Steffi, "can she stay?"

'That's all I need,' I thought, 'some neighbor kid running home to tell
mommy that I'm showing all the neighborhood kids about fucking and
sucking.' "Only if she promises to never tell a living soul what we
talk about and do. None of you must ever tell anyone," I said.

Everyone promised, crossed their heart, and our sex education began in
earnest. As before, we all stripped naked, even the newcomer.

"Last time," I began, "we talked about masturbation or, as you kids
like to call it, 'jacking off'. Jenny's eyes opened wide at hearing an
adult using language like this and I saw her look at the other kids for
support. "Steven and I jacked off our cocks and you girls fingered your
pussies. >From what I could see, all of us came, although I was the
only one who could shoot cum."

Jenny looked around again and Steffi's confident smile reassured her.
She obviously knew the language, perhaps from her own experimentation
with Stef, but seemed a bit uncomfortable with an adult and so many
other kids present.

"Today we are going to take 'jacking off' one step further," I
continued, "we will masturbate as before only this time we'll use
mouths instead of hands."

The twins, unabashed as always, giggled and looked conspiratorily at
each other. It was obvious that they had tasted each other's juices
before. I decided to use them for the demonstration.

"Sam, Sandy, come here please." They obediently got up and came to the
table. "Please get onto the table and you can demonstrate what we call
'cunnilingus' or as it is more commonly known, 'eating pussy.'"

Ten seconds later they were sitting Indian style atop the table facing
each other as I continued explaining what we were about to witness.
"Sam and Sandy will demonstrate '69', the position in which 'oral sex',
as it called, is best performed by mutual partners. This position
places the head of each person at the crotch of the other person."

I was hard just talking about it and, looked at Jenny, I saw that her
hand was in her crotch. As always, Sadie was rubbing her little twat,
what a horny child. Susie and Steven were glancing at each other and
undoubtedly contemplating tasting each other's genitalia. I decided
that Jenny would be mine for this lesson and that Sadie and Stef would
accomodate each other.

"Sam," I went on, "please lie on your back with your knees bent and
your legs wide open so Sandy can lie on top of you." She got into
position and I showed Sandy how to kneel over her so her weight would
not be on her partner, but so each would be able to orally stimulate
the other's crotch area. When both girls were in a comfortable 69 I
instructed them to use their hands to stimulate parts of their
partner's crotch while their tongues did its work on the sensitive
parts of the vagina and anus. Soon both girls were eating each other
furiously and moaning and slurping loudly. After the others had gotten
a good look at the technique I told the twins to get down to a safer
place, (I didn't want them to roll off the table in their uninhibited
lust), and continue on their own.

"Steven and Susie, you two get into the same 69 position with Steven on
the bottom because he's bigger; Stephanie, you and Sadie will make a
good match for this activity, and I'll work with little Jenny. (Oh,
boy, was I looking forward to this...shit, already a little strange
looked good to me...oh, well).

I watched Steven's erect cock disappear into Susie's sucking mouth.
They were not new to this, she knew what she was doing and so did he.
His finger was rubbing her pink little anus while he ran his tongue up
and down her perineum. (Where in hell had he learned about that
sensitive spot)? Sadie straddled the supine Stephanie and began licking
all around her vagina as Steffi was doing the same to her. I saw shiny,
slick spots begin to appear around Stef's mouth, and they weren't all
her own saliva. The twins were already rolling around in their own
incestuous ecstasy, their tongues embedded inside each other's vaginas.
Their lustful moaning was the loudest sound in the room.

I motioned to Jenny to come to me. When she stood before me as I sat
naked on the floor, my cock pointing straight up at her, I asked her if
she was ready to participate. I wanted to give her one last chance to
back out. She nodded vigorously and I reached under her dress and
slipped her panties down to her ankles so she could step out of them.
As she lifted her leg to do that I got my first close-up look at her
pussy. It was hairless, of course, but looked to be quite large for
such a small girl. I unzipped her dress and she stepped out of that as
well and I saw that her cunt was, indeed, large. Not longer, but wider.

I asked her if she had ever been touched before. She looked down and
said nothing. "C'mon, Jenny, you can tell me, I won't say anything.
Whisper it to me."

She leaned over and, placing her lips against my ear, said, "my daddy
puts his thing into me there for a long time now."

So her old man had been fucking the little girl, maybe since she had
been a baby. I had her kneel and pulled her against me and hugged her
tightly. I whispered a few things in her ear like, "sweet girl, nice
girl, beautiful child." A few minutes of that and she seemed to relax.
I told her that I would not fuck her unless she asked me to, now or
ever, but that I did want to go through today's lesson with her if she
said it was alright. She simply nodded and smiled slightly.

She said later that her daddy had only fucked her and had never put his
tongue 'in there' or his 'thing' into her mouth. He had been doing it
for several years, but only about once or twice a month, but she could
not remember the first time. I asked if she would like me to lick her
in her secret places. Again, she nodded. I laid down on my back and had
her sit on my face so she could watch me. Pulling her stretched pussy
to my mouth I licked the insides of her thighs, working my way slowly
and steadily toward her puffy baby labia. I wet a finger in my mouth
and rubbed her tiny nipples with it, making them hard. As my tongue
lapped at her reddening pussy lips she closed her eyes and began to
sway to and fro. My tongue felt a slight protrusion at the very front
of her twat. It was her little clit poking its head ever so slightly
out of its sheath and when I scraped my tongue across it Jenny moaned
louder.

I stopped my licking and asked her if she wouldn't like to do the same
to me. I had no intention to force her to suck my cock, but suddenly I
had a tremendous urge to fill this little child's mouth with my semen.
She was so pretty, so petite, so young, so worldly and yet so innocent.
Jenny didn't answer, but simply turned herself around and lay on top of
me, stomach to stomach. As I returned my mouth to her crotch I felt her
lips slip over the head of my cock.

As Jenny and I were pleasing each other I heard moaning and slurping
sounds from all around us. Steven and Susie were noisily sucking each
other wildly and Steffi's tongue was deep inside her little sister's
rectum. The twins had finished their loving and lay peacefully side by
side, still fondling each other and occasionally kissing one another on
the mouth, their tongues, no doubt, extending the kiss further.

Jenny's pussy may have been large, but her mouth was tight and from
time to time I felt the head of my cock slip into her throat. Within a
few seconds of her deep-throating my cum surged through my prick and
began filling the child's mouth. She kept me inside the entire time
although semen ran from the corners of her mouth. When I had finished
she took her mouth from my prick and turned around to face me. She
lowered her little face to mine and kissed me. I felt her tongue press
against my lips and opened my mouth to receive it. She pressed her
tongue into my excited mouth and along with it came all the cum she had
kept inside her mouth. I tasted quite good, actually. After swallowing,
I gave her a mock dirty look, but then grinned at her, letting her see
the cum remaining on my tongue. She stuck her own tongue out and licked
some cum from mine and swallowed it. What a gamer!

We just laid there and looked at each other for what seemed the longest
time, smiling, our hands caressing each other. She laid her head down
on my chest and whimpered a bit and I stroked her soft hair knowing
that she was mine. Next time she would ask me to fuck her and I would
do it.

I looked around the room at the naked kids, most of their faces
glistening with sex juices and saliva. They looked contented and happy
and tired. So was I.

* * * * * * * *

My Kids -- Chapter Five / The Group Forms

In a short time we had become a fully sexually open family. Any member
felt free to engage in any sex act with any other member if, and only
if, both voluntarily agreed, and, since Stef had been permitted to
invite a friend to participate, we decided that each of us could invite
one friend if we could be certain that they could be trusted. They
would sworn to absolute secrecy.

Accordingly, Steven brought his best friend, Tom, who turned out to be
hot on Samantha, but who wound up sucking more cock than pussy. Sam and
Sandy usually did things together so when Tom wanted to fuck Sam, she
told him that she preferred her sister. He was rather downstruck by
this revelation, but still horny, so he resorted to sucking the cock of
his best friend. The fourth time Tom blew Steven, Steven had his first
cum and Tom loved it. After that he would blow Steven if his cock was
available or mine if it wasn't. He became quite a good cocksucker,
especially for a 12-year-old, but not as good as Juanita. He did
finally get together with Samantha, but had to accept Sandy into the
bargain. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

Juanita was Susie's best friend. She was a cute little Mexican girl
whose tits were developed beyond her almost 11 years. I loved sucking
those little titties, but loved her blowjobs more. Once she got over
her initial reluctance and shyness Juanita opened all of her holes to
fingers, tongues and cocks. I tried fucking her only once, but backed
off when I realized how small her vagina was. She was a small girl and
I thought I might injure her so I left her pussy to Steven, who loved
it, and used her mouth instead. She loved to drink cum and gave me the
best head I have ever had. She used her tongue on the underside of my
dick to push the head against the roof of her mouth and would always
end by deep-throating. The first time she took my cock into her throat
I lost my cum immediately and kind of pissed her off because she wanted
to taste it. The next time I warned her so she could release it from
her throat and leave just the head inside her mouth while I shot my
load against the back of her mouth.

The twins brought friends from Brownies, two sisters, Linda, six, and
Lori, seven. They were gigglers like the twins and the four of them
together looked like the monkey cage at feeding time. Four naked little
girls feeling and sucking each other and laughing and giggling and
panting like crazy. After one particularly hot session I cleaned each
of the four dripping pussies and received my fill of girl cum for a
whole week. Of course, that the seven-year-old started to piss as I was
licking her crotch helped fill me too. At first I was a bit put off as
her urine hit me in the face, but after licking my lips and tasting it
I covered her little twat with my mouth and drank it all. If she had
wanted to shit I would probably have eaten that too.

Little Sadie was the only one who didn't invite anyone so I often ended
up by playing with her. Sadie eventually became the general utility
girl. If any of the others wanted something little Sadie would see to
it. Need your pussy licked? Little Sadie will take care of it. Cock
need sucking? Call Sadie. Asshole tongue-fucked? Sadie's your girl.
Anything and everything any of us wanted (except penetration of her
pussy) little Sadie provided. She was great.

With all these outsiders joining our sessions we had to be more than
careful. I kept copious notes on who the outsiders were, their parents,
the occupations of their parents, plus any personal tidbits I could
glean from normal conversation. Sometimes I would prod Jenny, and the
other visitors as well, for personal information. I found out that
Jenny's mother was an alcoholic who was often sleeping (passed out, I
guessed) and her father was frequently away on 'business' trips. As it
turned out, Jenny often overnighted at our house so she wouldn't have
to be alone with her drunken mother. When her father returned from one
of his trips the first thing he wanted to do was fuck his little Jenny.

The others had equally unpleasant stories. Juanita's mother had gone
back to Mexico because her husband beat her. The man had threatened to
kill her if she took Nita with her so, frightened, she went without
her. The father was an occasional day laborer, drug dealer, drug user
and alcoholic. Nita said their house was usually full of unsavory
characters of all kinds, dealers, pimps, whores, and they all teased
her mercilessly.

A plan began germinating somewhere in my mind. I didn't know for sure
what it was, but we were all beginning to feel very close to each
other, why couldn't we become a real, possibly a little strange, but a
real family? There were occasions when all didn't go well, of course.
One of the little girls, Linda, I think, accidentally bit Steven's cock
and caused it to bleed and he instinctively hauled off and hit her
hard. She cried and screamed that he was a creep and that she was going
to tell her mom on everybody. The rest of us eventually calmed her down
(a dish of ice cream helped), Steven apologized and showed her the
tooth mark on his dick. She started crying again, this time out of
shame, and Steven hugged her and kissed the top of her head. Within
minutes they were laughing and holding hands. She slipped her mouth
over his cock again, carefully avoiding her teeth this time. She gazed
up at him with wide open, smiling eyes as she felt his cock throb in
her mouth as it tried in vain to ejaculate. Other, similar, incidents
ended the same way. These were very mature, sweet kids. We all wanted
to be together.

We developed a variety of games to play, making our interactions more
interesting. Often, instead of pairing off, we would divide into
threesomes or foursomes. Once Steven and Tom had four girls apiece,
with only Sadie and I watching, at least part of the time. I will
describe that session more fully later.

By the end of the ninth lesson the group was ready for the final rung
of the ladder. Masturbation had taken two lessons, oral sex seven, the
next step, intercourse, anal and vaginal, would take us the rest of the
way. The first lesson consisted of primarily talk, some magazines with
pictures and a movie I had rented. It was this session that made more
clear the idea that was growing in my mind and made me more convinced
that we could pull it off.

After the talking, the reading and the magazine pictures, the movie
made a nice relaxing respite. We made popcorn, had some Pepsi's and
watched some other people engaging in sex for a change. The first time
the guy came in the female lead's mouth little Sadie climbed onto my
lap and with her hands pressed my cock against her cunt and began
rubbing it from side to side. I felt the dampness from her pussy
sliding on my prick and came all over her chest and belly. Watching the
movie, she absentmindedly scraped my cum off with her hand and put it
into her mouth along with the popcorn. I looked around at the other
kids. None of them had even seen what had happened, they were so
engrossed in watching the movie and their own little sex games. I
hugged Sadie to my chest and kissed the back of her head and watched
the rest of what had now become a very boring movie.

When the movie ended we were all treated to a pleasant surprise. Steven
came for the very first time. Juanita (I told you she was good) was
sucking his cock while I was licking her pussy. She had him deep inside
her throat when she suddenly gasped and jerked his cock up with her
hand, holding it just inside her mouth as she continued to suck. Steven
arched his back and hollered out loud as he shot a load of boy semen
into Nita's sucking mouth. He humped and humped her mouth and she
sucked and sucked his cock and every last drop of his first cum went
into Juanita's stomach. When he was completely done and had collapsed
she let his softening prick slip from her lips and, with a big smile on
her face, looked at the rest of us and said, "I did it!" We all
applauded. Then she gave a shiver and came into my mouth.

After Steven had his first cum things became a lot more fun for all of
us. Once, everyone took turns sucking him off one night (30 seconds
each, time kept by Steven) and whoever could get him to cum got to
choose what they wanted to do with whom. Susie won and tasted her first
boy-cum. It was an exhilarating experience watching her eyes light up
as she felt her brother's spurts of semen strike the back of her
throat. After she had swallowed the last of Steven's sperm, she lifted
her head from his prick and looked at me, smiling, a small streak of
cum running off her chin. The sight gave me a hard-on.

That was all Susie needed. Crawling from Steven over to me she wrapped
a hand around my erect shaft and, massaging my balls with her other
hand, looked straight into my eyes and whispered, "I want to fuck my
daddy."

"Huh", "wha'd she say?", "can't hear ya.", "speak up.", "Louder."

"I - want - you - to - fuck - me, daddy," she said in a firm voice.

I smiled at my beautiful ten-year-old daughter kneeling before me and
nodded my head, bringing a cheer from the surrounding multitude, even
from the spent Steven.

I stood up and looked at the ten observers. Holding my cock in my hand,
I told them that every time someone was doing this for the first time
we would all take part, symbolically. I had each of them, Steven and
Tom included, kiss the tip of my cock. "This," I said, "means that all
of us are bringing this virgin into full bloom." Looking back on it now
makes it seem like a bunch of bullshit, and maybe it was, but at the
time it seemed important and appropriate. Juanita couldn't resist the
temptation to pull my prick into her mouth, "for luck," she said.

I laid down on my back, my cock glistening with pre-cum and the saliva
of ten kids and bobbing over my stomach. I told Susie to put one leg on
either side of my hips and squat, slowly lowering herself until she
could feel my cock against her pussy. I held her hands as she straddled
me and began squatting onto my cock. As her crotch neared my body,
Jenny lifted my cock upward and pointed it toward Susie's hole. Susie
kept descending until her cuntlips touched the head of my prick. She
smiled at me, I nodded and she pushed down a bit further driving the
head between her lips and up inside her pussy. She opened her mouth as
if to speak, but said nothing and continued to push slowly downward,
her tight vagina opening as my cock penetrated deeper. The penetration
stopped when my prick struck and slightly stretched her hymen. Her eyes
bugged a bit and she leaned forward to see what was happening, but
could only see that about two inches of my cock was inside of her. I
told her to stop if she was afraid, but she shook her head, "no, we've
got to finish, we're doing this for all of us."

She pulled up slightly and then pushed downward hard and gasped loudly
as her hymen popped and my cock slipped another two inches deeper
inside my little girl. I asked her if she wanted to stop because she
looked somewhat pained and was grimacing slightly. "No way, daddy, not
now," she said. She pushed down a little more, another half inch, more,
another half inch, and so on until fully five inches of my cock was
gripped tightly by Susie's vagina. I could feel her cunt muscles,
muscles that only a few weeks ago were dormant and unused, massaging my
throbbing prick.

I pushed her up slightly and let her drop back onto my shaft, driving
it a little deeper. Then again. At last, I felt the child's cervix stop
my penetration of her pussy. I looked at our union and could see only
about an inch of my cock remaining out of her little twat, the lips
stretched tightly around the invading member. Her eyes were closed and
her mouth was open as I pulled her body toward me and kissed her. Our
tongues embraced as I pulled her down onto the last inch of cock still
untouched by her cuntlips. She let out a gasp into my mouth as my
cockhead opened the entrance to her womb and began to spurt cum into
that virgin cavity. She swayed from side to side, heaving her head and
long blond hair around, and moaned loudly as the observers were
cheering and applauding. As my cum flowed into my little girl I felt
her own cum lubricating the shaft of my penis. I fell backward onto the
floor as she collapsed onto my heaving chest as we both lay there,
breathing heavily, our mixed juices beginning to seep out of the tight
juncture in her crotch.

"Wow, dad!" said Stephen, "Can I do that with Juanita?"

I looked at my young son, his cock erect once again from Juanita's
handiwork, and grinned at him. "If it's ok with her, you can do
anything she'll let you do...just remember, if she says stop, you
stop."

As Stephen and Juanita moved to one corner of the room to discover for
themselves the joys of their sexuality, Sadie and Stephanie sat down on
either side of Susie and me. "I want to be next," they both announced
in unison.

I smiled at my two youngest girls. "All in good time, girls," I said,
patting their pretty faces, "all in good time."

They watched as I caressed Susie's buttocks, grasped her hips and
lifted her up, letting my softening prick slip from her cum-filled
pussy. Her face was flushed and her little nipples stood straight out
from her little girl chest. I pulled her crotch to my mouth and licked
her pussy, sucking our combined juices from it. Stephanie slipped her
little mouth over my now soft cock and licked those same juices from
it. I put my arm around little Sadie and pulled her face to mine,
letting her taste the juices of love from her sister and her daddy.

As I lay there licking the pussy of my oldest girl, transferring the
juices to the mouth of my youngest, all the while feeling the mouth of
my second youngest on my prick, I wondered how long this bliss could
continue. Would there come a time when their love would turn to hate?
Would we someday discover that the activities that we believed had
united us had actually driven a wedge between us? Lying here now,
naked, happy children all around, the sounds of physical love coming
from my son and Juanita, I found it hard to believe that we were not
doing the right thing. The most disturbing thought was that, as these
kids grew, would the comfortable relationships we all enjoyed now
become strained? Would they begin to resent me or each other? How long
could this continue? Would my desire grow with them? Would I desire
beautiful little Stephanie when she was twenty-five or would that
desire be transferred to her children, if she had any? Would I have to
replace these kids with others? Things change, would we be able to
adjust? It was a disconcerting series of questions.

* * * * * * * *

My Kids -- Chapter Six / The Business

The idea that had briefly introduced itself to my mind a few weeks
earlier was slowly developing into a full-scale plan now. As I lay in
bed the night before our next session, I decided to bring it up with
all the kids. We would vote on it and anyone who did not want to take
part would not have to. We were a voluntary, democratic group.

Saturday morning came and I watched the bustling breakfast scene as
preparations were made for the day's lesson. This was our tenth week
and all the girls had had intercourse except Sadie, the twins and their
friends, Linda and Lori. These younger girls were treated to digital
and oral stimulation and provided the same for the rest of us. Tom and
Steven had fucked each of the girls at least once (except those noted
above) and Juanita and Susie twice.

It was, in fact, while watching a quadruple coupling between the
younger girls, Linda, Lori, Samantha and Sandra that the plan
crystalized in my mind. Lori, the oldest of the quartet, had told the
other three girls to lie next to each other on their backs, join hands,
and spread their slender legs as far apart as they would go. Smart kid,
this opened their little twats up so you could see quite a way inside.
Then Lori, moving quickly from one pussy to the next inserted her
tongue into each open cunt until all three were glowing red from the
stimulation and glistening from Lori's saliva. She had all three of
them moaning in unison as she slipped her tongue into each twat and
backed out as it came into contact with a little hymen. One stroke,
move to the next pussy, one stroke, next, and so on, all the while
jamming a finger in and out of her own juicy little seven-year-old
cunt. It was a stirring display of energy, one that I became determined
to capture on film.

A week earlier I had finally fucked little Jenny and she turned out to
be tighter than she appeared, but I fear that her father had injured
her insides. She seemed much deeper than a girl her age should be and
there seemed to be no bottom to her pussy although her vaginal
contractions were as stimulating of any of the girls. I doubted that
she would ever be able to bear children, though. Her father had already
seen to that.

I was sitting on a chair with Jenny on my lap, my cock buried to the
hilt inside her pussy as I watched these four little girls pushing
their little tongues into each others' childish little cunts. The
tactile stimulation of Jenny's talented cunt muscles and the visual
stimulation of the tongue-fucking taking place on the floor gave the
biggest orgasm I had had in weeks. My cum blasted into Jenny's cunt,
almost forcing her upward from my lap. We both watched as it slowly
seeped out of her pussy around my tightly grasped cock. It was
incredibly exciting for both of us and I decided that the time had come
to present the idea to everyone.

That Saturday Jenny, Juanita and Tom had slept over and the brownies
showed up at about ten-thirty so by the time breakfast ended we were
all present and could begin our meeting. I had warned everyone the week
before that there would be an important discussion prior to our lesson
so everyone was prepared and a bit curious. We all filed into the
family room, got comfortable and I began the discussion.

"Kids," I was a bit nervous because I was uncertain what their reaction
might be and I wanted this to succeed. I continued, "I have an idea
that might make us a lot of money, so much money that we would never
have to work again and we could do anything we wanted, go anywhere we
wanted, and basically become totally independent." I looked at them.
The older kids looked interested and curious, but the younger ones
seemed not quite to understand where I was going. "What I have in mind
involves a video camera."

Susie and Tom looked at each other, as did Steven and Juanita. Jenny
and Stephanie seemed to understand what I was suggesting as well.

"It seems that everyone these days," I went on, "has an exercise or a
weight loss video on the market. Well, we can do that too. We can make
videos, but we can make our videos more interesting and more exciting.
We can make an exercise video too, but we can do our exercises naked.
We can make training videos for teaching people sex techniques, we can
even make cooking videos or weight loss videos, all of them naked. And
we can sell those videos for a lot of money."

Now they all understood. Sadie may not have had a true understanding of
the value of money, but she understood doing exercises with no clothes
on. The older kids were nodding in agreement and even the six and seven
year olds were smiling in anticipation of seeing themselves in the
movies. There was little doubt that we would soon be in the video
business. The only question remaining was to find a safe way to market
the product. After all, it was utterly illegal and in the minds of
some, immoral.

I finished the presentation. "I have already purchased all the
necessary equipment and will find the necessary contacts for
distributing the finished product. Lots of people will pay handsomely
for videos of all you beautiful kids doing what we have been doing for
the past ten weeks. All that is needed is your 'ok' to go ahead with
it. What do you say?"

I held my breath as they looked briefly around at each other. Finally,
Susie, bless her heart, said, "let's get rich," to which all the others
burst into a loud cheer. It was settled, we were going into the kiddie
porn business, hopefully in a big way, financially speaking.

Susie walked over to me and threw her arms around my neck. "Daddy," she
said coyly, "can me and you do the first movie together?"

I smiled at her and said, "Honey, you and I can do as many movies
together as your little heart desires. The only thing we need is to get
someone trained to run the camera."

Steven, Tom and Susie helped me set up the lights and wire them to the
small control panel. There were four floods and four spots, each wired
to a separate switch so each could be on or off regardless of the state
of the others. I had purchased a four channel mixer and two microphones
so that we could use 'live' sound although I suspected that we might
eventually want to do sound editing. We set the mikes into the booms I
had bought and put them into place, finally plugging them into the
mixer for stereo sound. We tested each of the lights and when it all
seemed to be operational we installed one camera on the tripod and the
other would be used by hand (for close-ups). It took the better part of
two hours so we decided to have lunch before beginning our foray into
the video industry.

After lunch I instructed Tom, Steven, Susie, Stephanie and Jenny in the
operation of the cameras, sound equipment and lights. I showed them how
to pan slowly, how to fade, how to cut, how to zoom in or out and, more
importantly, when to do these things. This took up pretty much the rest
of the day and by dinner time we were all pretty tired. The little kids
had been playing either in the house or in the back while all the
lessons had been going on and I had been formulating something of a
script in my mind that would involve everyone, something of an
introduction to our sexy family. Just before dinner we all got together
once more and agreed that the next afternoon we would make our first
video. I had gotten another idea as well, one even more dangerous that
the first.

Sunday morning, the usual semi-nude breakfast show took place. Eggs,
bacon, toast, coffee (for me), pancakes and bare or pantied ass. Very
nice, try it some time. Having a naked little girl pouring your coffee
or slipping a plate of eggs in front of you is delightful. As you sip
the coffee and take a bite of toast, watching that tight little ass
wiggle away is pure delight.

All the guests except Jenny had gone to their respective homes and were
going to return later in the day. Steven had taken to wearing pants all
the time because he seemed to have a perpetual hard-on, what with all
these naked little girls around. Susie usually wore panties in the
kitchen and the rest of the kids were either completely naked or wore
only their nighties. After breakfast they usually dressed and went
about the business of being kids or did whatever chores needed to be
done. We seemed to have a great deal of rapport and no one seemed to
gripe too much about having too much to do or about someone else not
doing their fair share. We got along amazingly well. Oh, there were
arguments and occasional spats, but they were kept to a minimum and
were usually settled quickly and amicably.

Around one o'clock the other kids began to straggle in. By one-thirty
everyone was there except Juanita. She was always punctual and her not
being here by this time was worrying me. When two o'clock rolled around
and still no Juanita I decided to check on her. "Susie, come with me.
I'm going to see what happened to Nita."

I slowed the car as we neared Nita's house. It was run-down, but then
so were all the houses in the neighborhood, and it looked deserted. As
I drove by it Susie scanned it for any sign of life. None. I turned at
the next street and found the alley which ran behind the row of houses
on the street.

"There she is," cried Susie, "what's the matter with her?"

Juanita was crouched behind a wooden fence in back of her house, one
hand clutching her stomach, the other dangling at her side. I stopped
the car, we both got out and ran to Nita. She rose when she saw us and
said, "No, go away, go away." She was crying. When I got to the fence I
saw why. A man was standing a few feet away from her, partially hidden
by the wooden garage next to the fence. He had a baseball bat in his
hands and was holding it over his head. I saw the movement out of the
corner of my eye the same instant I spotted the man and managed to rush
him before the bat had gotten into full swing. He dropped the bat and
grabbed at my throat with both hands. Interlocking my fingers I brought
both hands up into the underside of his jaw. His jaw snapped shut,
chipping some teeth and, I hoped, biting the tip of his tongue off. As
he straightened up, bringing a hand to his mouth, I slammed both fists
hard into his groin and heard the sickening crunch of his balls being
crushed into his body. He groaned loudly and doubled over toward me. I
grabbed the back of his head and drove my knee squarely into his face.
He crumpled to the ground, out cold and bleeding. He would need dental
work, facial reconstruction and maybe a urologist.

Susie and Juanita were waiting in the car as I limped toward it. I was
out of breath and my neck was bruised from where he had grabbed it, but
was otherwise alright. I got into the car and we sped off for home.

Juanita was still sobbing as we drove away. She had a little blood in
the corners of her mouth and her left arm was broken. The bastard, I
found out he was her step-father, had hit her in the stomach with the
baseball bat. She had tried to defend herself against the blow with her
arm and it had caught most of the force. I took her to the emergency
clinic right away. After arguing with me that they needed a parent to
sign, I convinced them that I was her legal guardian and would pay
cash. That opened the door, but they would have to file a report
because she was a child. They checked her out, ran a couple of tests,
and fixed the arm. Fortunately, it was a simple fracture of the ulna.
They put a cast on the arm, gave her some pills for pain, told her to
watch for blood in the urine and feces, there might be something
internal, they said. 'Call back in three days for the test results'
they said as we left.

On the way home Susie asked me if Nita could move in with us,
explaining that she and Juanita had already discussed it and had
decided that since they were best friends they would like living
together. She said that Juanita could help her keep the house clean,
help her cook and take care of the other kids and me, (I liked that
part), and that Nita had already said that she wanted to. I looked at
Juanita in the backseat. She was worn out from the beating she had
taken and drowsy from the drugs she had been given, but she smiled and
nodded affirmatively in response to my questioning look.

I considered the possibilities. Kidnapping. Even if the kid agrees to
go and does so willingly, the law still says it's kidnapping. What
about her parents? Her father beat her regularly, damn near killed her
this time, probably raped her occasionally, her mother was in Mexico
somewhere, she had not heard from her in over three years. The only
question was if the father would try to get her back. I decided to let
her move in if she wanted to, I could handle the father. When I said
'ok' Juanita smiled broadly and giddily and Susie threw her arms around
my neck and kissed me on the cheek. Then leaning her head on my
shoulder, she said, "Me and Nita have already decided that we want to
do a movie with just us and you. We'll call it 'Double Duty Daddy'."
Both girls giggled mightily and I damn near drove off the road.

"Good name," I said. The more I thought about it, the better it
sounded.

It was eight in the evening before everyone settled down in the family
room. Questions were flying everywhere and Susie and I were doing our
best to answer them. We had put Nita to bed, the poor kid was so giddy
that she was singing Cielito Lindo as I half carried her up the stairs.

"Ay, ay, ay, ay....shh!" she kept saying when she got too loud.
Actually, she had a pretty good voice. Maybe that could be a selling
point. You know; sing a verse...suck a cock...sing a chorus...eat a
pussy...sing another verse...fuck a little...sing the final verse and
chorus to a rousing ejaculation. Hell of a show, boy, we'll go on tour.

It had become clear, however, that we couldn't stay where we were.
Nita's father would want his daughter back and the authorities would
assist him, no doubt. She told us of his friends, a tough bunch of
hard-drinking men who, in their younger days had worked the fields of
California and built strong muscle as a result of the hard work. They
were proud and would not stand still for one of their own being so
soundly defeated by a gringo. Now, they no longer worked the fields, no
longer worked at all, the government saw to that by subsidizing them,
so they had lots of time to drink and think up mischief.

By the time I went to bed I already had the place picked out. It was
only a matter of preparing the kids and then getting us all and the
things we wanted to take with us to our destination, our new home.

* * * * * * * *

My Kids -- Chapter Seven / The Farewell

Anyway, we were all in the family room when I broke the news. "Kids,
we're going to have to leave here, not just this house, this town." A
loud, spontaneous cheer erupted. They all wanted to get out of here
anyway. Only Tom looked dejected. He was near tears as he looked at the
girl he was obviously head over heels for, Samantha, and softly said,
"I can't go, I have to stay here and take care of my mom."

His mother was paraplegic and had a great deal of trouble doing very
simple things like getting dressed. Tom had to help her with most such
things and, hand it to the kid, he knew where his responsibility lay. I
was damn proud of him. I made sure that he would get a big sendoff and
we planned a party for him for the following Saturday.

The following Saturday we all gathered in the family room for the
farewell party. We were saying goodbye for the first time to someone
leaving our sexy family and all of us were a little sad. Susie had
baked a big chocolate cake and had written 'WE LOVE YOU TOM, WE'LL MISS
YOU' on it and carried it in with 12 lighted candles, one for each of
us. We sang 'Happy Birthday' because we didn't know what else to sing.
The twins dished out ice cream while I cut the cake and gave everyone a
piece. We ate in relative silence. I told Tom that I would contact him
with instructions on how to contact us if he ever wanted, needed, to.

Steven pointed out that Tom hadn't appeared in even one video. He asked
me if we couldn't do one now. I looked at Tom, he appeared non-
committal. "How would you like to leave us with a video of you before
you go, Tom? We'd sure like to have something to remember you by."

Tom just said, "I guess so." Not very enthusiastic and I knew why. I
glanced at Samantha. She and Sandra were sitting cross-legged on the
floor holding each other's hands. Tom was heartbroken that the first
true love of his life appeared to be more interested in her twin sister
than in him.

"I'm going to set up the equipment in the other room," I announced,
"Sam, Sandy, would you girls give me a hand? Everyone else seems too
busy."

The twins got up and followed me out of the room. After we got into the
equipment room I told them to sit on the bed (put there for the movies
we intended to make).

"Girls," I began, "Tom is very sad that he can't go with us."

"I know," said Sam, "I'm really going to miss him too, I like him a
lot, but I don't think he likes me."

"You do?" This was news to me.

"Me and Sandy both do, huh, Sandy?"

Sandra nodded enthusiastic agreement. The case was going to be a lot
easier to make than I had thought. I had expected resistance to my
proposal, but now knew that both of them would do whatever was asked of
them. Never jump to conclusions.

"You didn't know that Tom likes you both a great deal?" I'd soften them
up a bit first, although they probably didn't need it. They looked at
me a little incredulously as I went on, "I think it would be real nice
if you both did something for him as a kind of going-away present."

They knew what I was driving at. Samantha's eyes sparkled as she began
to imagine where I was leading. Sandra squirmed a little on the bed.

"We've had ten sex-lessons so far, right?" They nodded. "How about you
guys and Tom act out all ten for our first video?"

They jumped up excitedly, grabbed each other and jumped up and down
shouting "Yay-yay, yay-yay-yay, we're gonna do a movie today."

"Shh! You'll wake the dead. Let's set up here and go back to the party
and I'll tell everybody what the plan is, ok?"

The others were laughing, talking and playing when we got back to the
family room. Tom was talking to Steven about something and the twins,
bless 'em, walked right over to him, took an arm each and stood next to
him, looking up at him and smiling suggestively. They wiggled their
little hips against his and Sam put her hand into the crack of his ass
and let it slide between his legs. Tom, surprised, looked at Sam and
asked her, "S-s-sam, w-what are you d-doing?" He was a bit nervous.

"Ya wanna do a movie with us?" she asked him coyly.

He got sort of a sappy, sheepish grin on his face, looked at Sam, then
at Sandy, then at Steven, then at me. I nodded.

"S-sure," he said, smiling broadly, "I'd like that a lot."

I announced what our plan was and all of us filed into the 'studio' and
took our respective places, some operating lights, some microphones,
some props, myself and Steven of cameras. After checking that
everything was hooked up correctly, testing lights and mikes, we were
ready to begin. The scene would begin in a park (we used a large piece
of astro-turf and a tree trunk made of paper mache) where the girls
were playing with dolls. Tom came into the picture and began talking to
them about sex.

"Do those dolls ever do it?" he asked the girls.

The girls in unison asked, "Do what?"

Tom lay down on the turf trying to see up the little girls' skirts. The
girls raised their knees (for the camera) and vainly tried to cover
their white underpants (clearly visible to the camera and Tom). Tom
continued, "You know, do it, the sex stuff."

The girls still played innocent, but Sandy pulled at her crotch.

Finally, Tom said, "Why don't you let me show you? It's easy, all you
have to do is take off your clothes."

The girls pretended shock at this, but Tom calmed their fears by saying
"Oh, I'll take mine off too, we'll look at each other."

The girls giggled and nodded. Tom stood up and took off his shirt and
pants and then told Samantha to pull down his underpants. His erect
cock almost hit her in the chest as it flopped out of his short when
she dropped them to his knees. He took it in his hand and said, "This
is what a guy uses to do it with. Now let me pull down your panties and
I'll show you what girls use."

Both girls got up and Tom unzipped their short skirts and dropped them
to the ground. He removed their blouses and, as the two little girls
stood there dressed only in shoes and panties, he knelt and pulled down
first Sandy's panties and then Sam's. He looked lovingly at both little
girl's pussies (as did the camera in close-up) and then cupped each
little slit in one hand. He looked up at the girls' faces and said,
"This is what girls use to do it. By the way, a better name for doing
it is 'fuck'. Would you like me to show you."

He was rubbing their twats slowly and they were enjoying it. They
looked at each other and then nodded their heads and said, "Yes."
(Wouldn't be much of a video if they said 'no' now would it?)

Tom kissed each girl on the pussy and gave each a long lick from back
to front. The girls giggled as he did it, but they liked it too.
"First," said Tom, "you need to suck my cock, this thing I've got in my
hand."

The look on their faces said that they deeply wanted to suck his cock,
but the script called for them to act revolted by the idea. "Yuck!"
said Samantha, "put your pee-pee in our mouth?"

"No," retorted Tom, "not my pee-pee, my cock."

The girls looked at each other and grinned. 'Oh,' their thinking was
supposed to go, 'that's different, as long as it's not your pee-pee
we'll go ahead and suck it.'

Tom lay down on the astro-turf/grass and the girls knelt over him, one
on each side. Sandy took his cock in her hand and pumped it up and down
a few times and Samantha caressed his testicles. When Sandy bent
forward and put her lips over the head of Tom's prick Samantha gave him
her cunt to lick. She straddled his face and let him lick and suck her
little girl twat until she was humming with a little girl orgasm, all
of it captured close-up on video. While I video-taped the pussy-eating
Steven was close-up on the blowjob Sandy was giving. Her head was
bobbing up and down on Tom's cock, about half of it disappearing into
her mouth on each downstroke.

Samantha put her hands into her crotch, pulled her tiny labia apart and
told Tom to stick his tongue in as far as he could get it. His tongue
pushed into her little twat and probing its inner depths. She She
squirmed about on his chest as he brought his tongue across her little
clit and when he pushed it back into her cunt, she came. Little girl
cum oozed slowly out of her vagina into Tom's mouth and flowed over
over his tongue and lips. Sam yelped with pleasure as he eagerly lapped
the inner walls of her cunt to get every drop of her orgasm.

At about the same time little Sandy's cheeks bulged with Tom's
ejaculating cock. His cum shot into her mouth and flowed down her
throat. Before he finished she pulled the throbbing prick from her
sucking lips and, holding her mouth wide so the camera could see the
semen sliding into her throat, forcing her to swallow, let the
remaining spurts fly into her open mouth from an inch or two away.
Samantha had collapsed backward onto Tom's body and as his orgasm
subsided she took his cock from her sister's hand and slipped it into
her own delightful mouth. She sucked and licked the wet cock until it
became to soft and small to keep in her mouth. Then she and her sister
kissed each other on the lips, opening their mouths to share the boy-
cum they had both tasted, and let their tongues toy with each other.

The closing shot was one of both girls kissing and licking Tom's cock
and hairless balls while Tom fingered their pussies.

We set the cameras aside, stowed the tapes for later editing, and set
about formulating plans for the next few days. It was a good start, but
now there were more pressing obstacles to overcome, the first of which
was to get us all something to eat.

After we had put the equipment away and the 'stars' had gotten cleaned
up, we all went out to dinner at a local restaurant. The other patrons
looked askance at one guy with all these kids, but we looked so happy
with each other that they all assumed we were a family, I guess. In a
way, we were. Later we went to a movie and finally, home to bed. We
were all pretty tired, in face, Sadie had fallen asleep in the movie
and slipped out of the seat onto the floor. I had cradled her in my lap
the rest of the evening. Tom spent his last night with us, sleeping
between the girl he loved above all of us, Samantha, and his new-found
second great love, her sister, Sandra. They slept in each others' arms,
naked, Tom in the middle.

The next morning we said goodbye to Tom and, after he had gone, began
making plans for our departure for our new life and business venture.

* * * * * * * * *

My Kids -- Chapter Eight / The Departure

With my own kids there was no problem, the problems would arise with
respect to the 'adoptees', Linda, Lori, Jenny and Juanita.

Jenny's home life was such that her disappearance would probably cause
little concern for quite a while, perhaps never. She wanted desperately
to go, and I wanted her to come with us, so we decided that Jenny would
become one of us, an unadopted daughter, a new sister.

Juanita presented the same problem in a different way. She wouldn't be
missed much either, but her going with us would cause a vendetta of
sorts. In fact, it was the reason I decided we had to leave. We spent a
great deal of time going over Juanita's family, extended family, to
find out what they were likely to do. She convinced me that her
father's vendetta would be more for the beating I had given him than
for her running away and he might stop at the attempt at revenge,
successful or not. Besides, she said, he didn't have the resources to
follow us out of state. I gave Juanita a big hug and said, "Bienvenidas
a la familia, querida mia, mi hija del amor."

The problem of Linda and Lori was relatively easily solved. They lived
in a foster home and were scheduled to appear in court in a week. They
couldn't tell me too much, but it appeared that they were being sent to
an adoption agency. I called an acquaintance who, for the right price,
is always able to obtain whatever legal documents are needed to
accomplish whatever one needs. For ten thousand dollars he would
deliver all the documents needed to file legal adoption papers for both
girls. Not merely papers to start the process, but papers to show that
the process had been completed. He had a contact in the system who
would see to it that the forms showed up in the proper files and
computers. It would take two days to make up the forms. I gave him the
go-ahead and was told that the papers would be delivered Monday
morning. He would meet me a block from the court building after picking
up the money from the bank.

The matter was settled. The four girls would become part of our family,
part of our cast. With that we made something to eat and, all of us
rather tired, took turns bathing (some of us together) and went to bed.

I slept little. First Jenny came in and hugged me for half an hour,
curling her naked little body against mine and telling me how much she
loved me and her new brother and sisters and how glad she was that we
were going away. I just let her lie there, cuddling, rubbing my chest
and kissing it, my hand caressing her firm, pliable, buttocks.

After she fell asleep I carried her into Steffi's room and laid her
down next to her new sister. When I got back to my room Juanita was
there lying on top of the covers. It was too dark to see detail, but I
could see that she was naked. As I approached the bed she extended her
arm toward me and took my hand in hers. "Do with me what you like,
master," she whispered, "I am your slave now and will give you any
pleasure you want."

"Querida mia," I told her, "su no es mi esclava, su es mi hijastra, my
stepdaughter and an equal member of nuestra familia."

She snickered at my mispronounced Spanish, but she got the point.

"I will be a good hijastra," she whispered, "I will work hard, I will
please you always, but what do you want me to do right now?"

"I want to go to sleep," I whispered back and kissed her cheek.

She threw her arms around my neck and, pulling me down to her, hugged
her warm body against my own and pressed her face into my neck. I felt
the wetness of her tears running onto my neck and chest as she
whimpered softly and quietly murmured, "Gracias! Te amo," over and
over. I lowered her onto the bed, pulled the blanket over her and
crawled under it. She continued to hug me as I caressed her face and
hair. When Linda and Lori peeked into the room Nita and I started to
laugh.

"Can we sleep with you tonight?" Linda asked me.

"Why not, everybody else is."

They ran to opposite sides of the bed and climbed in, unsurprised by
the presence of Juanita. We all snuggled together the rest of the
night. What a lucky guy I am, surrounded by beautiful, young girls. Not
only my own lovely daughters, but kids who three months ago were total
strangers are now family. I hugged the three girls tightly, closed my
eyes and finally fell asleep. It was four in the morning.

Sunday came and dragged slowly by although we were somewhat busy
packing. I rented a motor home into which we packed all the clothes we
were going to take, all the equipment needed for our video business,
and there was still room for all of us and some food and toys and
whatnot. When the thing was fully loaded I filled the tanks, parked it
in the driveway and prepared to spend another nervous night awaiting
Monday morning.

Dinner was tense that night, everybody was a little on edge. Silence
prevailed throughout the meal except for a couple of squabbles between
Sadie and the twins over who was the messiest eater. It blew over
quickly and we finished in silence. After dinner I filled everybody in
on the plans for the next day. We went to bed early and most of us
probably spent a night of rather fitful sleep.

Monday morning finally came and I told Steven and Susie to have the
kids ready when I got back. I took a cab to the bank and got a very
quizzical look from the teller who had to get the manager's approval to
give me ninety-nine one hundred dollar bills. I smiled and nodded to
him as I left, an envelope full of cash in my coat pocket, and walked
the last two blocks to the courthouse. His car was parked on the street
a block from the courthouse. I walked to the passenger door, leaned
down and knocked. The driver, recognizing me, opened the door and I got
in.

"Got the money?" He wasted no time, I liked that. I pulled out the
envelope and handed it to him. He carefully counted them, peering
closely at each bill. Finally, he looked at me and grinned. "Must be a
great kid to be worth all this?"

"None of your business," I figured the needling was part of the price.

"Yeah, yeah," he said, "I kinda like those little senoritas myself."

"What are you talking about?" I asked stupidly. Did he know about
Juanita?

He didn't answer, but handed me a large manila envelope saying that all
the necessary papers were in there. I wanted to find out what else he
knew. I grabbed his wrist, turning it backwards and upwards and grabbed
his throat with the other hand. "What are you talking about, asshole?
Tell me or I'll snap your fucking Adam's apple in two."

"Alright, alright," he gasped, "leggo, it's no big deal."

I released his throat, but kept his arm twisted behind him.

"A Mexican friend of mine told me that some guys are looking for a
Gringo who looks a lot like you. Seems he beat the shit out of one of
their compadres and absconded with his little girl. These papers
wouldn't be for her, would they?"

"No, they wouldn't. Where are these guys now?"

"Right there." He indicated with his head a car parked halfway down the
block on the other side. A man was standing by the passenger door
looking our way. I couldn't make out anyone else, but there appeared to
be three more in the car.

"What's supposed to happen?" I asked, suddenly worried that I might not
get the papers filed in time.

"When you leave I turn my lights on three times. Three of them will
follow you inside, the other one will wait in the car with the motor
running." He looked me in the eye, "If you let go of my arm I'll tell
you how to get out of this."

"I could kill you," I snarled, "that way your lights don't come on."

"And they'll kill you before you get fifty feet. Look, I don't much
like these assholes anyway. Ten in the morning and they're already
drunk, or high." He took a breath. "Look, there's an alley just around
the corner. It leads to the back door of the courthouse. If we drive
off together they'll have to follow and they'll have to turn around
before they can get behind us. I'll turn the corner, drop you off at
the alley and drive on up the street, keeping far enough ahead of them
so they can't see you're not in the car." He stopped, looked at the car
up the street, then back at me, "whaddaya say? It's your best chance."

I let go of his arm and considered the possibilities. What chance did I
have? Three of them were going to jump me and haul me into their car
and take me God knows where and do...well, I didn't want to think about
that.

"Let's go," I finally said.

He started the engine and gunned the car forward. We passed the
surprised Mexicans and skidded around the corner, heading for the
alley. As we turned the corner I glanced back to see that they had just
gotten the car moving and were held up by traffic trying to get turned
around. He stopped the car at the alley and I jumped out.

"Good luck," he shouted and sped off not hearing my "Thanks."

I ducked into a doorway and waited. The pursuing car sped past the
alley a few moments later and I ran to the back door of the court
building and went inside.

The county adoptions division was on the fourth floor. I ran up the
stairs, avoiding the crowded elevators. I opened the door to Room 414,
County Department of Adoptions and walked in. The contact was the only
person in the office. I handed her the envelope, she checked the forms
for completeness, signatures and smiled at me. She took the lot and
left me standing at the counter without a word. I guess that was it.
Not much guidance, but I breathed a sigh of relief anyway. Linda and
Lori were home free.

I left the building, watching carefully for any sign of the 'enemy',
and took a cab home. The motor home was parked in the driveway, no
unusual signs to be seen anywhere. I paid the cab and went into the
house. The kids were all ready to go, dressed, fed, bathed, whatever
needed to be done had been done. We bid goodbye to the house, piled
into the motor home and pulled out of the driveway.

As we drove down our street for the last time, Susie, who was sitting
in the front passenger seat next to me, turned and looked back at the
house where she and her siblings had been raised. She turned to me and,
with a tear running down her cheek, said, "Daddy, I'll miss never
seeing mom again."

She was right. Paula was buried in a cemetery a couple of miles from
the house and Susie had been going there at least twice a week.

"We all will, honey." I wanted to get the hell out of this town before
the Mexicans caught up with us, surely they were still looking, but I
had to let the kid have one last talk with her dead mother. I turned
right at the corner and headed toward the cemetery. When we pulled up
to the gate I scanned the parking lot and the surrounding area. There
were two cars in the lot and a burial was taking place on one of the
hillsides with maybe twenty persons in attendance. 'Not too well
liked,' I thought. Nothing appeared out of the ordinary. I pulled up
next to the hill where Paula lay, parked and shut off the engine.

"Steven, go with Susie and be back here in ten minutes." I looked at
Susie and said, "Sorry, sweetie, we can't stay here too long. Please
understand."

She nodded. Stephanie asked if she could go too. She was old enough to
have good memories of her mother so I let her to go with the others.

"Stay with Steven and Susie and don't wander off," I told her as she
scampered out of the motor home to join her brother and sister.

I had said my goodbyes to Paula and didn't want to stir too many old
memories. The other kids had probably been too young when she died.
They didn't seem to remember anything about having been here two years
earlier so I thought it best for the rest of us to remain in the motor
home. The trio walked up the hill, Susie breaking into a trot toward
her mother's grave, Steven and Stephanie walking briskly after her. A
few moments later they disappeared down the other side and I leaned
back in the seat, nervously waiting.

Fifteen minutes later I began to worry, having seen no sign of the kids
coming back. I reached under the seat and pulled out the.45 auto I had
purchased, checked the clip, slipped a round into the chamber and
stashed the gun in my waistband, safety off. I looked at the girls
still with me inside the vehicle. Sadie had climbed into the overcab
berth and had fallen asleep. The twins and Linda and Lori were playing
some board game in the back and Juanita was reading a book. I called to
Juanita to join me in the front.

"Nita, listen," my voice was a little shaky and the look in her young,
dark brown eyes showed that she sensed my anxiety. "I'm going to find
Steven and the girls, they're staying too long and we need to get
going. Stay here with the little ones. Lock the door behind me and pull
the curtains on all the windows and all of you stay on the floor and be
quiet."

She looked at me, knowing that something was wrong, but said only, "OK,
hurry back."

I stepped out of the motor home, watched as Juanita locked the door and
pulled all the curtains. Satisfied that they were as safe as they could
get, I walked in the direction the other kids had gone. The burial had
ended and the last of the mourners were just leaving as I walked past.
The cemetery was quite deserted now.

I skirted the bottom of the hill to avoid being seen by anyone on the
other side, in case there was anyone to be seen by. As I neared the far
end where it sloped downward again the headstones on the other side
came into view one by one. I dropped into a crouch and jogged, almost
ran, forward, scanning left and right for any sign of movement.

Suddenly, right in front of me, I saw it. Something, someone, was
moving close to the ground. I dropped to the ground and lay there,
watching. Whatever it was, it didn't seem anxious to get away or come
after me. I moved forward again, carefully watching and listening. Then
I heard the moan. It came from the figure on the ground. Now I could
make out a shape, a person, no, a boy. Steven!

I got up and broke into a run to where he lay. He was lying next to his
mother's grave clutching his stomach and groin and moaning.

"D-dad. Three g-guys...t-took...the g-g-girls...ohh."

"Where did they go?" He pointed off to my right. I looked all around
and saw nothing. My first thought was for the girls, Susie and
Stephanie, and I nearly panicked, but Steven's moans brought me back.

"Come on, Steven," I said, "let's get you back to the motor home."

I picked him up and, leaning on me and supported by my arm, he managed
to limp back. I was worried that the Mexicans had found the motor home,
but everything was as I had left it. I helped Steven inside, got in and
locked the door behind me.

The girls had been frightened by seeing me carrying Steven and now he
was using his wounds as a badge of courage and enjoying the attention.
Juanita had pulled off his shirt and was treating a nasty cut he had on
his side. When she finished bandaging it she said, "OK, big brother,
let's get those pants off."

Steven looked at me and grinned as he lifted his butt off the bed and
slid his pants and shorts down to his ankles. His hairless balls were
black and blue, no wonder he couldn't walk, poor kid. Juanita was very
gentle as she carefully washed his genitals and rubbed some salve on
them. He must have been feeling better because he got an erection.

Then Juanita did something that surprised me as much as it did Steven.
Cooing softly she leaned forward toward his hard-on and with the middle
finger of her right hand flipped the head of his penis as hard as she
could with the nail side of the finger. His eyes grew bigger and he
yelped "Ow!" as his prick shrank back to normal size almost instantly
and Juanita went back to smoothing salve on his injured crotch.

I started the motor home and drove slowly away from the cemetery,
unsure of what to do, but firm in the conviction that I had somehow to
get Susie and Stephanie back, even if it meant killing the Mexicans.
Even if it meant killing Juanita's father.

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My Kids -- Chapter 9 / The Rescue

I knew going back to the house was out of the question, they would
probably be watching it. On the other hand, maybe they would
communicate via the house, it was the only way they knew of finding us.
Come to think of it, they had no way of knowing where we live, but knew
that I could find them. They were expecting me to contact them, maybe
walk into whatever trap they had set. God knows, they had the bait.
These and other thoughts were racing through my mind as I drove away
from the cemetery.

The state of the kids with me didn't help settle my nerves either. They
were all pretty excited and scared when they saw Steven and found out
that Susie and Stephanie were missing. Before I had a chance to develop
some kind of cover story for them, Steven had inadverdently spilled the
beans and now they were all pestering me to do something. I would, I
assured them, although I had no idea yet what it might be.

In addition to the.45, I had a 12 gauge shotgun, a 30-30 rifle and two
9 mm pistols. Not much of an arsenal for what I had to do and I knew I
would need help. Steven, for all his courage, was not going to be of
much help. The girls were all too young and I wasn't going to ask
Juanita, she felt bad enough because she considered herself to be the
cause of the whole incident. I tried to comfort her by saying it wasn't
her disappearance that led to it, but my having beat up her father. She
smiled, but didn't really buy it.

I pulled into a trailer park along the highway which offered space and
hookups for motor homes and we all bedded down for the night. As I lay
there racking my brain for ideas I thought of how perfect this would
have been under other circumstances. Here I was, alone in a motor home
with my son, surrounded by seven little girls. With Susie and Steffi
missing, though, the thought did not arouse nor linger. Sleep was slow
in coming and not very restful when it did.

I was awakened by the sound of tapping on the door. It was still dark.
More tapping. I pulled the.45 out from under the mattress and cleared
the safety. I tried to see who it was, but it was too dark. Finally, I
heard a whisper, "Hey, you in there...this is the park manager...I have
a message for you. Wake up!"

'What the hell could be so important as to bring him out here in the
middle of the night?' I pondered the possibilities. I lifted the
curtain slightly and peeked outside, the.45, cocked, in my hand. He
was alone alright. I lowered the window. "What is it? What time is it?"
I asked him. "Three-thirty. A guy left this note for you about five
minutes ago, said I was to deliver it immediately and said you'd give
me twenty bucks for it. Must be pretty important." I fished in my pants
for my wallet and found a ten and two ones and offered them to him. He
groused a bit, but handed me the note through the window and,
muttering, shuffled back to his own bed. I looked around, but could see
nothing that appeared out of the ordinary. I closed the window, sat
down and opened the note.

'Gringo,' it started, 'if you want to see your chiquitas again you will
obey these instructions. First, bring Juanita back to where you stole
her. Second, come alone, except for the girl. Third, do this at two
tomorrow afternoon. Fourth, park in the alley behind the house, get out
of your vehicle and walk through the backyard and knock on the back
door. We will exchange of your two girls for Juanita. Do it or else.'

It wasn't signed, but it seemed authentic. They must have been watching
at the cemetery and followed us here. I dropped onto the bunk and
closed my eyes, trying desperately to think of a way out of this. I did
not want to let Juanita go back there, but I couldn't leave Susie and
Steffi with them. Sleep eluded me for most of what remained of the
night.

The sun shining in through a crack in the blind woke me from a restive
sleep. I opened my eyes, blinked a couple of times, and then noticed
that I was not in bed alone. In the crook of my left elbow lay Jenny,
curled up with her bare ass pressed against my waist. I carefully
pulled my arm free of her grasp and stood up. All the kids appeared to
be asleep and I saw no reason to bother them. The twins were wrapped up
in each other's arms, their mouths nearly touching. Juanita was
stretched face down across Steven's stomach, her cast across his
throat. I was surprised he could breathe. Together they formed a plus
sign. Her legs were hanging off the bunk and her pretty, brown butt
stuck out invitingly. I reached out and stroked her smooth cheeks.

'If only the situation were different...' I thought as I felt the crack
of her ass. I put away those thoughts and began to dress. Little Linda
and Sadie lay together in the overcab bunk. They were still sound
asleep and pretty well tangled up in each other. Perhaps I slept more
soundly than I thought. As I pulled on my shoes Lori awoke and sat up
in her bed.

"Are we going now?" she whispered, "Can I ride up front with you?"

I couldn't resist looking over her little seven-year-old body. "Of
course you can, honey. Get dressed."

She stood up and stretched her arms toward the roof. She really was a
lovely child, pale white skin, little pink nipples slightly elongated
by her stretching, slender, almost skinny, legs and a perfect pussy
mound with a delightful slit that was always slightly open. She turned
around to pick up her clothing from the bed and I eyed her beautiful,
pale buttocks. I let my mind wander momentarily into the crack of that
ass, into the anal pucker, past the sphincter, into her little girl
rectum. I could feel the tightness of the opening as I squeezed past
it. The humid steaminess of the canal through which her bowels ejected
her fecal waste was dark and warm. I continued into her intestines
until something soft and mushy blocked my progress. I began to eat my
way through it. My journey would end only in her mouth and then she
would swallow me and I would resume my travels, this time in the
opposite direction.

My reverie was broken by a cry from Steven. He had awakened to the pain
and soreness from the day before striking him full force. He startled
Juanita awake as well and she fell onto the floor, very nearly turning
a somersault. Her cry of surprise at being so rudely awakened was loud
enough to awaken first Jenny, then the twins. Linda and Sadie continued
sleeping. I noticed that Juanita had a streak of what appeared to be
dried semen running from her lower lip to the tip of her chin. Mine? I
had been sleeping rather soundly, but I doubted I could have slept
through that...no, it was probably Steven's. It made me feel more
confident about his condition.

We all did our morning rituals, that took close to an hour, ate cold
cereal and milk and left the park at around nine. Five hours to go. I
had a lot of planning to do and I needed to get some help first. I kept
checking the rear-view mirror, but no one appeared to be following us.
At nine-forty-five I pulled up in front of my brother-in-law's house.

Jim was Paula's older brother and was a very amiable ex-marine. He
would not understand or have compassion for a pedophile, but he would
go to any length to help his nieces out of trouble. After all the
greetings and Jim had been introduced to the four newcomers, he and
down with a cup of coffee while the kids played in the backyard.

Wasting no time, I didn't have any to waste, I laid my cards on the
table. I explained about the 'adopted' kids and how Juanita had been
beaten by her father and that I was going to adopt her, albeit
illegally. Then I dropped the bombshell, "Her father has friends and he
wants her back. I'm not going to let her go back, but they've got Susie
and Stephanie. I need your help getting them back."

"Jesus, Charles!" he cried, "What the hell have you gotten yourself
into here?"

He sipped his coffee with a puzzled look on his face as I sat there
waiting, saying nothing. He had been involved in some kind of commando
bullshit in various places around the world, starting in Viet Nam. He
never talked about it, but his eyes sometimes revealed a killer
instinct. That look was in his eyes now.

"How many of them are there?" he asked. He was already making plans. I
had the help I needed, the sides were now even, maybe even a little in
our favor.

"Four that I know of, maybe more, but I doubt it." I paused to let this
sink in, "I know where they are, or at least where they'll be at two
this afternoon."

"We can't wait 'til then," he said calmly, I noted the 'we' indicating
he was in, "we'll have to strike earlier. Do you know the layout of the
house?"

"No, but Juanita does," I offered.

"Well, let's go then, get her in here."

As Juanita described her former home, Jim made a floor-plan sketch,
noting especially doors and windows. When it was done he quizzed her
about her father's friends and determined that there would likely be
only the four men I had seen at the courthouse. We, or rather he,
formulated a plan and rehearsed it a couple of times. By eleven-thirty
we were ready to go. The kids would stay here with Ann, Jim's wife,
while we took care of some 'personal business'. Jim grabbed a duffel
bag from his garage while I retrieved the weapons from the motor home.
We tossed it all into the trunk of his Camaro, got in and drove off. It
was exhilarating to have a friend, yet I was frightened. Jim and I had
known each other many years, had helped each other in various ways in
that time and I didn't want to cause him any trouble, either with the
guys we were about to pay a visit or with the law. But my two little
girls' lives were at stake.

We pulled into the alley, a half block short of our destination. It was
not quite noon and they would be unlikely to be watching for anyone
yet. I slipped the.45 into my belt under the jacket and shoved one of
the 9 mm pistols down the front of my shorts, I figured if they frisked
me they would be unlikely to feel there. Scared the hell out of me
anyway, what if it went off...oh, well.

I got out of the car and walked toward the house. It looked quiet and
unoccupied...no movement, no sound. I didn't know what Jim intended to
do, but I was to get one or even two of the Mexicans outside by saying
Juanita was in the car in the alley. I was to distract anyone in the
house until Jim could get there.

"Juan!" I heard someone shout, "El gringo esta aqui!"

Then I saw it...a rifle barrel pointed at me out of the back window.

"Where is Juanita?" the voice asked.

"In the car," I answered, "where are my girls?"

The voice with the rifle said something in Spanish to someone else and
turned his attention back to me.

"Come to the porch and put your arms straight out to your sides."

They weren't going to be too co-operative. I did as I was told and
figured the.45 was gone. The door opened and one of the men came out,
frisked me quickly, took the.45 and told me to step inside. I walked
into the darkened house. The man who had searched me handed the gun to
the man with the rifle and walked toward the alley. Apparently, he was
going to check the car.

"You are early, gringo," said the man with the rifle, "why?" I hadn't
recognized Juanita's father by his voice, but he still wore the marks
of the beating I had given him. His nose was bandaged and both eyes
were black.

"I was afraid for my girls, where are they?"

"They are fine, senor," Juan answered, "they are asleep."

I wanted to get to the front room so I demanded to see the girls before
we could cut a deal. "I brought your girl just as your note said. Let
me see what I came for."

He pushed me into the front room, jabbing the barrel of the rifle into
my back hard. I flinched, so he did it again as I walked toward the
other room. One man was lying on the floor in a corner, seemingly
asleep, and another sat on a chair at a table by the window. My heart
leapt as I spotted Susie and Stephanie lying together on a couch
covered by a blanket. They, too, seemed to be sleeping.

"You see, senor," continued the rifle man, "I am a man of my word. Soon
Carlos will bring my nina here and you can leave with yours."

I knew he was not about to let me go unharmed unless...I glanced at the
girls again. They weren't sleeping, they were drugged. I put my ear to
each little chest. They were alive, but their breathing was shallow. I
heard chuckling behind me and from the corner of my eye saw Juan turn
to look at the other man. I reached into my crotch and extracted the
pistol. Raising myself to a crouch I brought the pistol underneath my
body and fired. The shot caught Juan in the upper chest knocking him
backward into the wall. As he raised the rifle I fired twice more
dropping him to the floor, the rifle dropping from his hands.

The other man jumped on my back as I fired the third shot and I felt
the blade of a knife press against my chin, slicing into the skin.
Before I could grab the arm with the knife a volley of shots rang out
and the arm grew limp and the body fell from my back onto the floor.
Jim stood in the doorway, the AK-47 still smoking. He had a wild look
in his eyes, as though he were on a hunt-and-kill patrol in the jungle.

"What about him?" he asked, gesturing toward the motionless figure on
the floor in the corner.

"Forget him," I said, "let's get out of here before the cops come."

He picked up Susie, wrapped her in the blanket and I picked up Steffi,
folding my jacket around as and we walked hurriedly back to the car. We
laid the girls on the backseat, they were still out, and drove away. I
couldn't believe how easy it had been.

"They hurt 'em, didn't they?" Jim was still pumped, "God damn it, I
hate anybody who hurts a kid."

"Just drugs, I think, PCP probably," I didn't know what the hell I was
talking about, "they'll be ok, but we'd better get them to a doctor."

"Ann's been working emergency at the hospital for the past two years
now," Jim said, "she's seen lots of o.d.'s...let's have her take a look
at them first."

As we sped through the streets toward Jim's house I inwardly wept. For
joy because the girls were back and still alive, although not
completely alright. For sadness because I could never be honest with
Jim and his wife again. Perhaps I could never be completely honest with
anyone again.

Ann checked the girls, determined that what they needed first to be
awakened right away, then an emetic to empty their stomachs, a diuretic
and lots of water and then walking, walking and more walking. They
needed to be kept awake to keep the drug moving out of their bodies
rather than settling into settling into their organs. She administered
the emetic immediately and I listened to the poor little kids retching
their guts out for several minutes. After washing them and dressing
them we took them outside and walked them around the backyard for
several hours with frequent breaks for bathroom trips. The other kids
helped too, taking turns walking Susie and Steffi. They thought it was
fun. Finally, around six o'clock, Ann checked pulse, heartbeat,
breathing and eyes and pronounced them beyond risk. They could finally
go to sleep and I could finally breathe easier.

After all the kids had gone to bed the three of us, Ann, Jim and I, sat
down at the kitchen table. I told them of my plan to leave the state
and set up business elsewhere and that with everything that had
happened in the last couple of days, the sooner we left, the better. We
watched the late news and, although the story of the shootings was
covered, there was nothing said as to who might have done it. It turned
out that the house had a PCP lab in the basement and the shootings were
attributed to conflict over drug turf or a deal gone sour. The police
were apparently writing it off as a class-3 homicide, case open :
investigation inactive.

We stayed with Ann and Jim for two more days until Susan and Stephanie
were well enough to travel. The kids had really taken to Ann, the need
for a mother I guess, and their were a few tears shed on both sides. I
hugged Jim, kissed Ann, thanked them and promised to contact them as
soon as I knew where we would be stopping. The kids waved until the
house was out of sight. We turned onto the highway and headed east,
never to return. It was Friday.

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My Kids -- Chapter 10 / The Journey

I had hoped, in vain it turned out, to make four hundred miles a day.
Driving across country with ten kids, even the most delightful and
well-behaved kids, creates a certain amount of tension, stress and
conflict. In order to avert as much of this as possible, I stopped
frequently to let everybody loosen up, discharge stored up energy and
generally get relaxed. It worked extremely well in keeping spirits high
and tempers low, but it often resulted in rather long stops and kept us
from making very good time. The first day we only managed a little over
two hundred miles due to a rest stop that lasted four-and-one-half
hours.

I pulled off highway 395 a few miles northeast of Lone Pine and drove
down a dirt road for about four miles to a small, secluded lake where
Paula and I had camped many times in past years. Surrounded by trees
and low hills, the area was well protected from the strong winds which
normally buffet large areas of the Owens Valley. It was far enough off
the road to be overlooked by the average camper and there was no one
else there when we arrived.

I had no sooner put the motor home into park than the kids piled out
and ran down to the lake. Within seconds they were naked and wading,
jumping, swimming and diving in the cool water. Only Juanita and
Steven, who was still asleep, stayed inside the motor home. I got out
and walked around the lake, partly to stretch my legs and enjoy the
scenery and fresh air, and partly to scout the area. Soon I was joined
by a naked, dripping wet Jenny.

"Aren't you coming in?" she asked.

"In a few minutes, honey, I want to look around first."

She came up and took my hand and pulled my arm toward her, pulling my
head down to hers, and said, "I want to do again what we did at the
house before, remember?"

Oh, I remembered alright. I kissed the top of her wet head and patted
her naked bottom. "Let's go back to the motor home, maybe we can play a
little before it's time to eat." We walked back to the motor home, hand
in hand, the other kids still splashing in the water as we stepped
inside.

"Oh, oh, oh, ahh!" It was Steven verbally encouraging the sperm out of
his balls, his prick buried inside Juanita's cunt as she sat astride
his naked body. She had her hands on his shoulders and was humping him
fiercely, raising herself up then lowering herself down so hard that
her buttocks slapped loudly against his hips. Her head and hair
thrashed about wildly as she exploded in orgasm. She nearly screamed as
she felt the first spurts of cum shoot into her belly and fell forward
on top of him, kissing his face wildly and moaning.

"I guess we're too late," I whispered to Jenny.

"No, we're not," she said, "look." She pointed to the front of my pants
where a sizable bulge had formed.

I sat down at the table and looked at the two sweaty kids lying only a
few feet away, hugging each other and moaning softly. Jenny walked over
to them, her little ass wiggling, and put her hands on Juanita's
buttocks. She pulled the cheeks apart and, with a quick glance to make
sure I was watching, she pressed her face into the crack. I couldn't
quite see what she was doing, but from the sounds coming from Juanita I
guessed that it had something to do with tongues and assholes. Jenny
lowered her face to Steven's balls and began to lick them. His cum was
oozing out of Juanita's cunt and running down the shaft of his erect
cock, still inside of her. Jenny licked up and down the shaft, slurping
up the semen and girl juice that coated it. After several licks she
stopped and ran back to me. She leaned forward and put her mouth
directly over mine and let its contents run out. It coated my lips and
flowed into my mouth. Then Jenny pressed her mouth to mine and poked
her tongue inside, licking my tongue and teeth.

I could stand it no longer. I stood up and took off my pants and before
I had even stepped completely out of them Jenny had my prick in her
hands, guiding it into her mouth. Her soft lips slipped over the head
and I felt the familiar warmth of a little girl's mouth engulfing my
cock. Jenny cradled my balls in her little hand and squeezed them into
my crotch, causing my cock to harden in her mouth.

"Jenny," I said huskily, "let me please you too, come sit on my face."

Steven and Juanita had awakened to our presence by now and were sitting
on the edge of the bed as I lay down on the floor and pulled Jenny down
on top of me. As I licked the little girl's inner thighs and crotch
Juanita got off the bed and joined us on the floor. She took my
throbbing member in her hand and stroked the length of it, moving her
thumb over the pisshole. She got onto her knees and straddled my hips,
lining my cock up with her cum-soaked pussy. Carefully, she lowered
herself onto the tip of my prick and pushed the head into her vagina,
just past the lips. I felt them close over the head like the jaws of a
vise. She pushed herself down further and suddenly let out a yelp as I
pushed a spit-lubricated finger into her anus. I started moving the
finger in and out as she lowered herself fully onto my cock until it
was buried inside her tight little twat.

I just lay there as Juanita fucked slowly up and down, my finger moving
in and out of her asshole. My tongue was exploring the inner walls of
Jenny's cunt and her juices were beginning to flow, running out of her
hole onto my lips and into my mouth. The three of us were moaning in
sexual excitement as Steven came over and pushed his still hard cock
toward Jenny. She put one hand around his prick and her other under his
balls and pulled the cock toward her mouth. When Juanita saw little
Jenny's mouth surrounding the cock she, herself, had just finished
fucking, she humped my cock all the harder. My sperm-laden testicles
were bouncing up and down, ready to unload their creative cargo. I felt
the familiar tightening between my legs and then the exhilarating
contraction as the first spurt of semen shot up the length of my penis
into Juanita's vagina, through her cervix and into her young womb. It
contracted again, spurred on by the massaging contractions of her
strong, young pussy muscles on my cock. I came and came in a
spectacular orgasm and was joined in my ecstacy by Nita, who was crying
with joy at the newfound pleasures of her girlhood, and Jenny, who let
go with another orgasm of her own which flowed deliciously into my
waiting and wanting mouth.

I pulled my finger out of Juanita's rectum and put it up to her mouth.
She sucked it inside and licked and sucked it as though it were a cock.
Steven moaned loudly and filled Jenny's little mouth with semen as he
had his second ejaculation of the evening. When he had finished he
offered his cock to Juanita who replaced my finger with it. As she
cleaned off Steven's cock and coaxed the remaining drops of cum from it
I pulled her off my softening prick. Jenny fell forward on top of me
and licked my cock clean of the juices which glistened along its
length. Then the four of us collapsed in a panting heap on the floor.

The applause caught us all by surprise. The other kids had apparently
witnessed most of the show and had been quite stimulated by it, judging
by the glistening wetness between their legs.

"Why wasn't somebody videotaping?" I scolded them. It was a dumb
question.

We did a little videotaping later, though. We all went down to the lake
and they all ran about splashing, playing and swimming and having just
plain fun as I captured the whole event on video. When the sun dipped
below the trees and the temperature started to drop everybody got out,
dried off and dressed. We ate barbecued hot dogs and fire-baked
potatoes. By eight-thirty we were all ready for bed, it had been a long
day. As it turned out, I didn't sleep a lot this night.

The first was Juanita. She was a rather nervous kid and on occasion
would not say much to anyone. She got into my bed and by the way she
was shaking I could tell she was upset about something. I put my arms
around her and hugged her tightly for a few minutes. Finally, I asked
her what was troubling her.

"Mi padre," she answered, "I am afraid my father will come for me."

I hadn't told her what happened when Jim and I had found Susie and
Steffi and I guess they had been too drugged to remember. I wasn't sure
I should tell her now, so I lied.

"He wou't come," that was true anyway, "and even if he does, he won't
find us and even if he finds us I'll never let him take you back."

She buried her face in the hollow of my neck and fell asleep, her warm
body against mine and her moist breath on my neck stirring my emotions
as well as my loins. But I had to get to sleep. I picked her up and
carried her to Steven's bed where she usually slept. When I got back to
my own bed there were three little girls waiting for me, Sadie, Linda
and Lori.

'Shit!' I cursed silently, 'no sleep tonight.'

"What are you doing here?" I asked the trio.

"We want to sleep with you tonight," said Sadie, apparently she was the
spokesman of the group, "everybody else gets to."

"We should all be sleeping, honey," I told her, but my erection
betrayed my true wishes.

Sadie put both hands on my cock and leaned forward, opening her mouth
wide. She put the glans into her mouth and started the subtle sucking
and licking that she had become so good at. Her little tongue flicked
over the head of my cock and sent shivers up my spine as I felt the cum
already beginning to boil. I stopped her so I could lie down and be
able to involve Linda and Lori. I had the sisters kneel by my head,
Linda on my left and Lori on my right. Their hairless little pussies
were inches from my hungry mouth. Sadie lay face down on my stomach,
her legs spread and her pink little anus winking at me. She resumed
sucking my cock and squeezing and caressing my balls. I put a hand on
each of the little bare asses to my sides and pulled them toward me.

I licked each little slit in turn. First Linda, then Sadie, then Lori,
then Sadie, then back to Linda and over again. Each time I slipped my
tongue a little deeper into their holes, tasting more of the juices
held captive by the soft inner folds of their little vaginas. Sadie's
asshole was so cute, so exposed and so near that I couldn't resist. I
thrust my tongue into the depths of her rectum and tasted her
bitterness. Lori tapped me on top of the head because I was taking too
long, "Me next," she said, panting a little.

When I tasted the first flows of their salty juices I could hold back
no longer. Little Sadie had swallowed nearly half my cock and was
treating me to sensations that only she could provide. I exploded into
her mouth with my second cum of the day filling her with several
strings of cum. I greedily licked and sucked the little wet twats on
each side of me as the girls swayed and moaned as I licked the juices
from their pussies. When I stopped ejaculating Sadie invited the two
sisters to share and as they leaned over my cock and began sucking the
remaining semen from it, Sadie turned around to face me. She kissed me
with an open mouth and let me have some of my own cum as it dribbled
from her mouth into mine. My cheeks, lips and chin were soaked with the
cunt juices from Linda and Lori and Sadie slowly licked these from my
wet face.

"Your stuff tastes good, daddy," said Sadie. I had to agree, it did
taste good. I began to wonder if Steven's might taste as good.

"I'm glad you like it sweetie, you can have it whenever you want."

Lori had fallen aslep with my cock in her mouth and her teeth had
closed slightly on it. I carefully reached down and pried her mouth
open and pulled my limp penis from it. I picked up the little girl,
licked from her chin a streak of cum that had run out of her mouth and
put her into her bed. Linda and Sadie followed. I kissed all three of
them and went back to bed, falling asleep almost immediately.

'Damn!' I thought, 'Should have videotaped that sequence too.'

The next day we rose early, ate and got on the road before seven. We
made much better time, about 350 miles, although I was rather tired all
day. Try sleeping in a motor home made to sleep six, maybe seven, with
ten other people, even if most of them are small, and you'll understand
why I was tired. In addition, having a naked little girl, or two or
three, crawl under the covers with you is not conducive to getting a
good night's sleep. We stopped in eastern Nevada that night and we all
slept soundly.

The third night found us in the mountains of eastern Utah. It was too
cold to do anything but stay under the covers and that's pretty much
what we did. During the night I thought I heard some panting and
slurping sounds from somewhere in the motor home, but I was too sleepy
to bother to check it out. When I awoke I found Stephanie lying next to
me, her lithe little body flush against mine. I put my arm around her
and caressed her soft buttocks and closed my eyes. I slept another hour
with my favorite little girl, my loving daughter, my beautiful
Stephanie cradled in my arms, my lips against her smooth, soft cheek,
my hand in the crack of her ass.

Finally, on the fourth day of what had turned to be a more or less
uneventful journey, we arrived in Denver, Colorado, our destination.
Paula and I had bought a vacation home along the South Platte River
about 40 miles northeast of the city. The house had five bedrooms, a
large family room, a living room, a kitchen with a large dining area,
and three smaller rooms which could be converted to additional
bedrooms. In addition, there were three full bathrooms and two of the
bedrooms had half-baths in them. We would be comfortable here and, I
hoped, happy. Only time would tell, but we were off to a good
beginning.

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My Kids -- Chapter 11 / The New Beginning

It took about a week to make the place livable. There was dust
everywhere and an animal, probably a raccoon, had broken through a
basement window. There was junk strewn all around the family room and
some of the furniture was torn, no, shredded. The smell of animal dung
was quite horrific. Fortunately, the door to the upstairs was strong
and the invader had been limited to the basement. As it was, that was
bad enough and required a lot of cleaning and repair. During that first
week we lived out of the motor home and slept there.

Once the house had been given a complete going-over we moved in. The
video editing equipment, sound editing machine, and such was installed
in the master bedroom where I would sleep. The video 'studio' itself
was set up in one end of the family room. The other end would be used
as a storage and packing room. The remaining four bedrooms were given
one each to Steven, Susie and Juanita, Sam and Sandy, Linda and Lori.
The three extra rooms went to Sadie, Jenny and Stephanie respectively.
At the end of ten days we were pretty well settled in and after a trip
into town to stock up on food, no small undertaking, we were ready to
begin our new venture.

Before leaving L.A. I had closed all bank accounts and had the money
wired to an account in the Bahamas. I called the Bahamian bank and
opened a second account, transferred half the funds into it and had
about half of that wired to a bank in Chicago. From those funds, about
sixty thousand dollars, I would meet ongoing expenses until money began
to come in. My brother-in-law, Jim, was handling the sale of the house
in L.A. and I figured that it should net us about a hundred thousand. I
rented a postal address from a mail forwarding service in Denver and
contacted the distributor.

Our first 'product' was an edited version of the video I had shot of
the kids at the lake near Lone Pine. It was non-pornographic and passed
quite nicely as just a simple video of kids at a nudist park playing in
and out of the water. With this I hoped to first, test the market and
second, test the enforcement people. Both seemed to fall into place
beautifully. We received over three hundred orders the first week and
got not a sniff of legal problems. The second week saw orders numbering
nearly five hundred and the third week about the same. Then they
dropped to about two hundred over each of the next two weeks and then
dropped steadily, leveling off at twenty a week or so where they
remained. At sixty bucks a pop, twenty two net to us, that came to over
thirty thousand the first month. Not a bad start.

The early problem was obtaining blank tapes. I thought buying up all
the videotapes in any given video store was something of a giveaway.
That problem was solved when I connected with a distributor. Every time
I made a delivery I picked up a crate or two of blanks at the
warehouse.

At times we were unable to keep up with the demand. Rather than set up
lab filled with high speed dubbing machines, a dead giveaway, I decided
to operate with only eight vcr's, none of them made for dubbing. Each
video would run thirty to forty minutes which meant that we could dub
about eight an hour or 150 to 200 a week. I wasn't about to spend all
my time dubbing videotapes. Besides, when the subject matter became
more the price would go up considerably. By limiting the amount of
equipment on the premises I hoped to avoid suspicion from any visitors
who might happen by, including the law. All of the equipment we had
could easily be viewed as not unusual for a home of this size. To
further disguise what we were doing I installed the equipment in
different rooms. One television set and two vcr's in my own bedroom,
the same in Steven's room, the living room and the family room.

I won't give all the details of the distribution, but it was relatively
simple for us. Once a week I packed all the finished tapes into card-
board boxes and drove them to a freight handler in Denver. When needed,
I picked up a crate of blanks and that was that. What they did with the
finished tapes I never found out and didn't want to. Three days later a
credit would appear in the Bahamian account. It was gravy.

There was one last thing I needed to provide a good cover, a woman to
pose as, or be, wife and mother. A man living alone with so many young
children was bound to arouse suspicion even though our nearest neighbor
was two miles away. The kids would have to be registered in school and
there would be questions, some of them difficult to answer. I decided
to put an ad in the local paper for a housekeeper/nanny.

The first response came from a young girl named Amy. After a brief
telephone conversation I had her come to the house one Saturday
morning. She was a rather homely girl in a pretty sort of way, if that
makes any sense. She was quite shapely, small breasts, slim hips, long,
slender legs of which her short skirt revealed a lot. She said she was
nineteen and that she had moved to Denver from New Jersey, where her
parents lived. They were not well off and could not help her much, so
she was on her own. She told me that she loved kids and that she could
cook. I decided she could be trusted so I approached her with my idea.

"Amy, my kids really miss their mother, especially the older ones." She
listened intently and kept crossing and uncrossing her legs, giving me
a clear glimpse of her light blue panties each time she changed
posture. "Would it bother you if they called you 'mon'?"

She smiled, "Not at all, I'd probably like it. Of course, if your
oldest is, what did you say, twelve? I would have been awfully young to
have had him." She laughed lightly, a nice, warm laugh.

Just then the sisters, Linda and Lori, came in wearing, as usual, only
their nightshirts. They plunked themselves down on the couch, one on
either side of me and put their feet up giving Amy a great view of
their pussies. If she thought anything of it, she didn't reveal it, but
I'm sure I saw her eyes open a little wider. She smiled at the girls
and said, "Hi." They said 'hi' back.

I liked her. I hired her. Five hundred a week plus room and board. And,
maybe, all the sex she could ever want.

"If anyone asks, tell them that your twenty-nine. I think you can pass
for that"

After brief introductions to everyone I showed Amy what would be her
room. Sadie had wanted a roommate so I had moved her in with Jenny, and
Sadie's room became Amy's. We decided to wait until she had moved in to
introduce her to the rest of the family. She left to get her things
together and tie up some loose ends, saying she would move in the next
afternoon or evening.

That night I finished the script of out first video. I wasn't certain
that Amy would understand so I would have to figure a workaround that
problem until I could resolve it. From the way she looked at Linda and
Lori I suspected she would go along, but I wanted to go slow and play
it safe.

The next morning after breakfast I gathered Sadie, Samantha, Sandra,
Linda and Lori in the family room and explained the script to them. It
was to be a visual piece, no sex to speak of, perhaps some touching,
but no hardcore. The girls would be doing aerobic exercises to music,
do a lot of bending and leg spreading, I would run the camera and get a
lot of close-ups.

The girls dressed in Brownie outfits, white blouses and brown skirts,
white socks, black patent leather shoes and white underpants. They
looked so cute in their little outfits I felt my desires building as I
photographed each one of them in turn. I started at Sadie's feet and
panned slowly up her slender legs and body until I came to her pretty
face. She gave a big smile as I zoomed out and moved to the next girl.

The music started and the girls did jumping jacks. Their little brown
skirts bounced and fluttered as they jumped up and down, giving
frequent glimpses of their panties. I crouched low to the floor and
shot upwards to get even better views of their crotches. After a few
minutes Sandy stopped and, wiping her brow, removed her blouse (all in
the script). Her little pink nipples were hard from rubbing against the
material. Soon the other girls followed suit and all five were topless,
their flat little chests all tipped by little pink nipples.

Then came the bicycle. They laid down on their backs, put their hands
on their hips and kicked their legs high into the air with the motion
of pedaling a bicycle. Five beautiful little pantie-clad bottoms, each
seen up close as I zoomed in on them. Another couple of minutes and
Sadie stood up and removed her skirt and went back to bicycling in just
panties (shoes and socks had come off before beginning). Soon Linda and
Lori simultaneously took off their skirts, but didn't stop there. They
took off their panties too, one after the other as I zoomed in on each
one in turn getting great close-ups of their little pussies.

Finally, Sam and Sandy took off everything too and Sadie dropped her
underpants as I photographed each one separately. Then came deep-knee
bends. Squat, knees apart, showing lots of pussy. Next came bend-over
stretches. Stand, feet wide apart, bend down touching right hand to
left foot, stand up, bend down touching left hand to right foot, and so
on. This sequence was shot from the rear and I captured some excellent
close-ups of pink little rosebud assholes.

The music stopped and the girls just lay on the mat panting from their
activity. Sadie was the first to speak. "Daddy has a hard-on," she
observed, "we must be good." She got up, came over to me and touched
the bulge in my shorts. "Daddy, why don't you exercise with us?"

My cock throbbed at the thought. "All in good time, sweetheard, all in
good time."

The script called for the girls, as they were lying on the mat, to
express curiosity about looking at each other's bodies. They were
supposed to pull down their panties, lift their dresses and explore
each other with hands as well as eyes, and the video was to end on a
note better things to come. When I started taping again they became
curious alright. Sam, in love with her twin, didn't bother looking, but
rolled over onto her and planted a sloppy kiss smack on her mouth. She
moved her hand over Sandy's body and slipped it into her crotch. Sandy
spread her legs as she felt Sam's hand approach and allowed Sam to poke
a finger into her vagina. The two little girls lay there Frenching each
other, each fingering the other's pussy and panting as the others
looked on, getting hornier by the second.

Lori had a hungry look in her eye and asked Sadie if she could play
with her cunt. The three of them, Lori, Sadie and Linda quickly got a
menage- a-trois going, each girl kissing and licking the other's
genitals. After some minutes they moved over to Sam and Sandy who were
still locked in an embrace, their tongues penetrating each other's
lips, their little hands busy in each other's crotch. Sadie finally got
them to stop and got them to their knees. They knelt with their pert
little asses up in the air, giving a clear path to either pussy or
asshole. Then Sadie, Lori and Linda each took turns licking the two
older girls' anuses. Soon, their little anal puckers were shiny and
slick with saliva. They both moaned and squirmed about at the
stimulation of their rectal openings. I zoomed in close to capture
their little assholes opening to admit each tongue in turn. Sadie poked
her little tongue into her older sister's anus, twisted it around a
bit, then retracted it again and repeated the process several times.

Linda and Lori then lay down in front of Sam and Sandy, opened their
legs and Sam and Sandy buried their faces in the crotches of their
newly acquired sisters. Little Sadie stayed behind Sam and Sandy
licking first one's anus and then the other. The four girls, all except
Sadie, were cumming and their pussies glistened with their little girl
juices. Finally, they stopped to rest, lying on their backs on the mat
panting. I zoomed in on each girl's cute, cum-streaked mouth one by
one, panned down each naked little body ending on their dripping twats.
Then I zoomed out to show all five of them standing in a row, waving
goodbye.

I put down the camera and prepared to put the equipment away when Sadie
came over to me and asked if I wanted her to suck me. What a kid! I was
hard, of course, from having watched these five beautiful little girls
being very naughty and the truth was that I did want a blowjob. I
looked at my watch, it was almost noon. Amy had said afternoon or
evening. I dropped my shorts and Sadie put my cock into her little
mouth and began to suck it, her soft cheeks hollowing as she did so.

"Sweetie," she kept sucking, but looked up at me with those big, blue
eyes, "let me lie down so I can lick you too."

With my cock still buried inside her sucking mouth I lay down on the
floor and Sadie lay her little body on top of me. Immediately, I drove
my tongue into her hairless little cunt, what was the point in
foreplay, and licked and sucked all the juice I could find out of it.
Suddenly, she took her mouth off my prick and said, "Daddy, I'm going
to pee."

I didn't stop sucking her pussy as a powerful stream of little girl
urine hit the back of my throat. I sucked and drank her delicious piss
as it flowed from her full bladder. I wanted to climb right inside of
the little hole that was emitting this delicious fluid. Just before her
bladder was completely empty the first blast of cum shot out of my dick
into Sadie's wonderful mouth. She sucked deeply and swallowed each
spurt as it hit the roof of her mouth and emptied my balls. My tongue
still licking Sadie's pussy, thighs, asshole, I glanced at the other
girls on my right. They were sitting up, watching us, especially Sadie
as her little head bobbed up and down on my prick, each little twat
being stroked by a little hand.

I heard a whirring sound and turned my head to see Amy. Jesus! She was
holding the video camera and pointing it at Sadie and I, lying there on
the floor, sucking off each other. A grown man and his little five year
old daughter. My cock began to soften, out of fear I guess, even though
Sadie kept sucking.

"A-amy," I stammered stupidly, my face streaked with Sadie's urine, its
taste still in my mouth, "wh-what are...where...shit!"

She stopped taping, lowered the camcorder and smiled at me. "Looks like
I stumbled into a real interesting situation here."

* * * * * * * *

My Kids -- Chapter 12 / The Corporate Family

When you're caught with your tongue in the vagina, and your cock in the
mouth, of your five year old daughter, there's not a hell of a lot you
can say. 'Oh, hi. I was hoping you'd drop by. We need to talk about
those bonds you put me into. Let me just finish my ejaculation and
licking my little girl's pussy and I'll be right with you. Make
yourself at home.' Yeah, right.

I almost dumped Sadie on her head as I stumbled to my feet, grabbing a
towel to cover myself. Amy just stood there, sort of grinning, but not
saying anything. I suspect she was enjoying my embarrassment, or should
I say 'em-bare-ass-ment'? I was wondering if she now intended to
blackmail me. If so, what would I do about it? Pay her? Kill her?

"M-m-mind if I get dressed, Amy?"

"Aw, shy all of a sudden? Drop the towel and let me see you." That was
a surprise.

I did. Standing there, my flaccid prick, still leaking a little cum and
little girl saliva, dangling helplessly. She walked over to me and took
my soft dick in her hand and, looking me straight in the eyes, said,
"I'm going to like it here." She put the hand to her mouth and licked
off the streak of cum that had leaked onto it. Another surprise...
maybe.

"Amy!" Sam and Sandy shouted in unison and ran to where we were
standing. Each child grabbed her around the waist and gave her a
squeeze. It didn't bother them that she was holding their father's
cock. She smiled and caressed the face of each girl. "Hi, girls.
Promise that you'll let me play next time." The girls giggled and said,
"You bet."

She was full of surprises. There were even greater ones to come. She
let me go and said, "Go ahead, get dressed. I'll wait."

After cleaning up and dressing I helped Amy unload her stuff and got
her settled in her new home. Afterwards the two of us went for a walk
and I spelled out the entire scheme to her, including how the decision
had been made. I told her about legally adopting Linda and Lori,
omitting that the papers were forged. I did tell her the truth about
Jenny and Juanita and their violently abusive parents. I left out the
part about having killed Juanita's father and his friends.

"Tell me about the videos you intend to make," she prodded.

"Well, I'd planned to make only straight nudist type videos. You know,
just naked kids playing, exercising, and so on. But things got a little
out of hand and we kind of slipped into kiddie-porn films, but no crazy
stuff, the pissing started quite accidentally. We might add some more
of that, though. Otherwise, oral and genital sex, nothing else."

"No anal?" she asked. "There's a good market for anal sex and for some
bondage and light S & M." Shit! This kid really was full of surprises.
"In fact, pissing, shitting and enemas can make lots of money too as
can sex with animals, especially if the participants are young, real
young."

I looked at this nineteen year old girl and wondered where she had
acquired all this knowledge of kinky sex. I pondered the idea of eating
my little girls' shit and recalled my fantasy from just a few weeks
earlier. I remembered having gotten quite aroused at the idea of
entering little Lori's asshole and, licking the shit from the walls of
her colon squeezing through her intestines. I remembered getting very
hard as I ate my way through a soft, mushy turd that blocked my
progress. Now I added to that fantasy by having Lori shit me out into
Amy's mouth. I saw myself inside Lori's intestine, fighting against the
force the little girl was applying to thrust me out. I was covered in
her shit, moving down and around, then down again. Down, down through
her colon toward her anus, pinned at the front end of a turd on its way
out. The darkness in front of me was oppressive, the steamy warmth of
the little girl's insides dredging up long-lost memories of the womb. I
saw an opening in front of me slowly enlarging, it was Lori's sphincter
parting to permit the turd, and me, to exit her body. As I was thrust
into the light I saw in front of me a huge dark cavern, a tongue, lips,
teeth. Damn! I was being shit into someone's mouth. I was nearly
ecstatic with lust as...

"Hey! Come back," Amy shook my arm as she spoke.

"Oh, sorry, I was daydreaming, I guess." I wasn't just daydreaming, I
was formulating another script. "SHIT-EATING MOM" starring Amy.

"Well," she asked me, "what do you think?"

"Of what?"

"My idea."

"I guess I didn't really hear you, sorry."

"I said," she went on, "how about letting me work on some of the
scripts with you and maybe take part in some of the videos? I've had a
few film classes."

I couldn't believe my ears. This very attractive (in a homely sort of
way, remember?) young girl wanted to have sex with me and my kids.

"I'd like that," I told her, "I'd like that a lot and I could use the
help."

We walked back to the house, hand in hand, looking as normal as though
we'd been discussing a picnic for the weekend and not a series of
kiddie-porn debauchery.

Amy made a great dinner that night, try cooking for twelve people, and
afterwards she sat down with each of the kids when the opportunity
arose. She made friends with all of them and within a week they would
all be calling her 'mom'. By ten all the kids were in bed and Amy and I
sat alone in the kitchen, sharing a few quiet moments over a cup of
coffee.

"Tell me some of the scenarios you're thinking about," she began, "and
then I'll give you some of my ideas."

I began to describe the three scenarios I had already sketched out. Amy
sipped her coffee and listened intently.

Scenario One -- Gametime -------------

Four little girls wearing cute little skirts, about mid-thigh length,
white blouses, white knee socks and patent leather shoes are sitting in
a circle on the floor playing a game. They are wiggling around so that
they frequently show their white cotton underpants. After a couple of
minutes one of them starts the chant 'I see London, I see France,' etc.
and soon they are all singing it. The youngest one, probably Linda,
stands up, pulls off her panties, puts them on the floor and sits on
them and says, 'Now you can't see my underpants.' This little game
continues as each girl in turn takes off her panties and when they are
all pantyless they start daring each other to take something else off.

Of course, they all wind up totally naked and get busy exploring each
others bodies. They explore with eyes, hands and eventually mouths and
before long each girl will have stuck her tongue into the pussy and
asshole of every other girl.

The conflict will be their older brother who walks in on them, spies on
them and starts jacking himself off. When they begin their oral
adventures he decides to join them. He makes each one of them suck his
cock and he sucks each little pussy. The whole thing will end when he
cums and fills one or more of the girls' mouth with semen. The video
will end on a closeup on the mouth with the most cum in it.

"Cute," said Amy, "but boring."

"Hard to please, aren't you?" I faked a frown at her.

"It has to be hard to please," she quipped back, "go ahead."

Scenario Two -- Bathtime

I am in the shower when Jenny walks in saying that all the other
toilets are full and she has to go real bad. She drops her panties and
hoists herself onto the seat and shits. When I see the pee starting to
exit her twat as she pisses after her shit, I start to get hard. She
notices and starts to wipe herself and flush the toilet. 'Don't wipe,'
I tell her, 'come in here with me.' She gets off the toilet and joins
me in the shower, grabbing my cock as she gets in. I pick her up and
put her dirty little butt up to my face and lick her asshole clean. I
lick up the crack, across the anus, the inner surface of each soft,
smooth cheek, and poke my tongue deep into her rectum. When her ass is
completely clean, I lower her to the floor and she begins to suck my
cock. Before long, her best friend, Stephanie, comes looking for her.
When she sees Jenny with my cock in her mouth she...

"Got any pot?" Amy interrupted my narration. "Or maybe acid?"

"No," I said. Dammit, she really knew how to break your concentration.
I was just getting hard thinking about what Steffi...

"I was just thinking," she continued, "shit goes down easier if you're
stoned...in fact, everything does." She giggled at her warped humor.

"I don't know, Amy, that might be inviting trouble." I hadn't had a
joint in almost fifteen years and I was a bit concerned about the kids
and the law.

"Look," Amy went on, "I know a connection in Denver. He owes me a favor
and he'll get me a good price on a lid, maybe I can even convince him
to let me have it for nothing. How about I call him to find out?"

"Oh, why not."

She walked over to the telephone, her pert asscheeks rubbing each other
as she went. I stroked my erection through my pants watching her. She
punched up the number.

"Lyle, this is Amy...yeah, me too...really?...when?...good for you, I'm
glad to hear it...listen, Lyle, I need a favor...of course not, you
know what I mean...a full pack...right...the sooner the
better...tomorrow?... great!...ok, I'll see you there for lunch...bye,
Lyle, you're a doll... Lyle?...I need a few sheets too, o.k.?" She hung
up the phone.

"I take it that was Lyle," I was trying to be funny.

Ignoring my humor she said, "He's my stepbrother," guess the joke
wasn't all that funny, "we're meeting for lunch tomorrow and he'll have
a full lid and several sheets of acid. I need four hundred bucks."

"No problem, is that enough?"

"No way. He's giving me the dope, but he just told me he's getting
married and I'd like to buy him a gift."

I noticed that the top three buttons of her blouse were undone and that
she wore no bra. Most of each breast was exposed and one beautiful,
pink nipple peeked out from time to time from beneath the thin material
stretched across its tip.

"Want to see them?" she asked.

"Uh, I'm sorry for staring," jeez, what a stupid thing to say, what was
wrong with 'yes'? "It's just that...well, it's been..."

"A long time," she finished the sentence for me, "yeah, I know."

She unbuttoned the blouse completely and slowly, sensually removed it.
Her pretty, little tits pointed straight up at me, each tipped with a
lovely, pink nipple. She stood up and unfastened her skirt, letting it
fall to the floor. Putting her hands on her hips and parting her legs
slightly, she stood there, looking at me. She hooked her thumbs in the
waistband of her sexy blue silk panties and lowered them, the material
stretching as she pulled them down over her buttocks. For the first
time in many years I looked at a patch of hair covering the pubis, at
tits that had shape and well-formed, erect nipples.

"Now you," she said, smiling at me as she rolled one erect nipple
between thumb and forefinger and put the other hand in her crotch.

I stood up, undid my pants and let them drop to the floor. She watched
my cock swing out of my shorts toward her. I put my hand around the
shaft and moved to her. Her mouth met mine and our tongues entwined.
She took the hand from around my cock and placed it on her mound,
letting me feel her wetness. Then she put her hand back onto my shaft
and began stroking it slowly. We stood there, kissing and masturbating
each other, for several minutes.

"Let's move into my bedroom," I panted.

"No, let's stay here, it's so nicely perverted to be doing this here."

We were in the middle of the kitchen floor for crying out loud, with
the lights on, both of us panting like hell. I kissed her neck, kissed
and licked her soft shoulders, let my mouth drift down the front of her
body until I was between her breasts. I moved to the right nipple,
stroking it lightly with my tongue, then again, then again, until
finally I pulled it between my lips and sucked. I opened my mouth wider
and sucked again until her whole tit was inside my mouth, my tongue
flicking back and forth across the nipple.

She was moaning now and her cunt was beginning to drip onto the hand
with which I had been stroking her outer lips. Now, I pressed a finger
between those soft folds of flesh and pushed into her vagina. She was
very wet and was well on the way to cumming. I fucked the finger in and
out of her twat, gently grazing the inner wall of her canal as I did
so.

I had moved to the other breast and had suckled it as I had the first.
Now, I moved further down, licking and kissing past her navel, into her
pubis with its light coat of hair, until I felt the top of her slit.

"Give me your cock," she panted, reaching for it with one hand.

She lay back on the floor with her legs parted and I dropped on top of
her, lowering my cock to her open mouth. She grabbed it and pulled the
head into her mouth and started to suck voraciously. I lowered my head
to her pussy and began to lick around her clitoris as she squeezed my
cock with her lips and tongue and pulled it deeper into her mouth. I
reached into her asscrack with the finger I had gotten well-lubricated
in her vagina and pushed it into her anus. She squeezed her lips
tighter around my cock as she felt the finger slipping into her
asshole, but kept sucking. I licked the length of her twat and pushed
my tongue deep into it. Her hips squirmed as I licked the inner folds
of her pussy, sucking up the salty juices leaking from it.

Suddenly, I felt a stream of hot liquid hitting my ass. I stopped and
turned to see what was happening. There was Stephanie, her nightgown
pulled up around her waist, pissing all over my ass. Her urine was
running down the crack of my ass, cascading over my balls, down the
shaft of my cock, straight onto Amy's face. She stopped sucking my cock
and opened her mouth to catch what she could of Steffi's golden flow.

"Hey!" I panted, "What are you doing here?"

Steffi giggled as she dribbled the last of her pee onto my ass. "I got
up to pee and heard some noise down here so I came down to see. Amy
told me to do it."

I rolled off Amy and took Steffi by the hand. I pulled her to me and
licked the remaining drops of her golden cum from her hairless pussy.

"What about me?" cried Amy, still lying on the floor, her face and hair
soaked with Steffi's piss. "Do you guys mind if I cum too?"

She reached for Steffi's hips and pulled her ass toward her face. When
she was closer Amy sat up and, parting Steffi's buttcheeks with both
hands, pushed her tongue into Steffi's anus.

"If you're going to take my little girl's asshole, then let me have
yours," I said.

Amy stopped licking Steffi's butthole and got onto her hands and knees
and told Stef to do the same in front of her. I watched as Amy resumed
licking my daughter's asshole and poked her tongue into the little
girl's rectum. My cock was plenty lubricated from Amy's slurping mouth
and Steffi's urine. I put the head at the entrance of Amy's asshole and
pushed firmly in. Little by little her sphincter gave way and admitted
my cock. I had never fucked anyone up the ass before and hadn't even
begun to guess how tight it might be. I thrust into her again and my
cock slipped in a bit further. I spit on my hand and lubricated the
shaft of my prick and pushed it in still further. When it was in about
four inches it stopped. I pulled out an inch and thrust forward again.
It slipped in only the same inch I had just released. It wouldn't go
any further so I continued the same motion, out a couple of inches, in
a couple of inches, her sphincter biting at my shaft every second.

Steffi was wiggling her hips all around and Amy was having a hard time
keeping her mouth glued to her asshole. The three of us were
alternately moaning and panting and gasping for air as we all neared
our orgasms. I felt Amy's sphincter close tightly around my cock and
with almost no warning I came. My semen shot into Amy's rectum with
such tremendous force that the recoil nearly pushed me out of her. I
held it in and fired four more strong streams of sperm into her. Then I
let my cock, a mess of cum and shit, slip out of her asshole.

Amy stopped licking Stef's asshole and turned around. She took my dirty
prick and licked it up and down the shaft and finally slipped her lips
over the head. Steffi also turned around and began doing Amy the favor
she had been doing for her. I almost came again as I saw Steffi's
little tongue, coated with my semen, streaked with brown from Amy's
rectum. The little girl pulled it into her sweet mouth and when she
extended it for more, it was clean.

We sat there for quite a while, Amy sucking my nearly flaccid cock and
Steffi licking the ooze from Amy's asshole. Finally, Steffi announced
that she was tired and wanted to go back to bed.

"I love you daddy," she said as she planted a big, sloppy kiss on my
mouth, "I love you too, mommy." She kissed Amy too scampered off to
bed.

"Brush your teeth," I shouted after her, "twice."

Amy looked at me and smiled, her brown eyes glistening. "No one's ever
called me mom before."

"I think I'll hit the sack too?" I told her.

"Are you sleepy?"

"Not really."

"Horny?"

"Yes, but tired."

"Then finish telling me about the video scripts, maybe I can make some
suggestions," she grinned, "if you're big male ego can take it."

Ignoring the slap I resumed the interrupted narrative I had begun
earlier. "Well, if you remember, Jenny was sucking my cock in the
shower and Steffi walked in." I looked for a nod from Amy, got it and
went on. "She says she has to pee and I get an idea. Jenny and I get
out of the shower and I lie down on the floor. Jenny squats over my
face and impales her anus on my tongue as Stef stands on my chest, her
pussy aimed at Jenny's mouth. She shoots the contents of her bladder
into Jenny's face and mouth and Jenny licks and sucks her pussy
afterwards. Then Stephanie kneels, still on my chest, her asshole at
just the right height for Jenny to slip her tongue into. Steffi sucks
my cock and Jenny joins her in sucking the cum out of me. The video
closes with closeups of two cum-filled mouths and fades out on two
little, winking rosebud assholes.

"Better," said Amy, "you said you had three."

"The third one isn't really planned out yet, but the star will be
Juanita, it will involve all of us and will include some bondage, some
bathroom activities and lots of oral sex. Juanita will be tied up and
everyone will use her for various sex acts and as a toilet...it was her
suggestion, you know. I'd never force any of them to do something they
didn't want or like for a video."

"I could tell by the way Steffi joined us without hesitating," she
said.

* * * * * * * *

My Kids -- Chapter 13 / The Corporate Activities

The next morning Amy left for Denver to meet her friend, Lyle. I had
given her the cash and a credit card with instructions to buy some
costumes for the kids to use in the videos. I was uneasy about her
bringing in drugs, but I wanted her to stay too badly to say no. And
besides, I believe marijuana should have been legal all along. Paula
and I had smoked it, quite a bit in fact, while I was in college before
we got married. My concerns were legal, not moral. Acid I could take or
leave, but was not concerned about it either.

She returned just before dinner with a lid, several sheets of lsd a
trunk-load of clothes and the back seat piled to the roof. There were
at least four costumes for each of the girls, many of them
interchangeable, and a couple for Steven. She had gotten exercise
tights, ballet costumes, bikinis, pretty dresses, shoes, shorts,
pyjamas and night gowns and, of course, panties in every color
imaginable.

After we ate, I set up the video equipment and suddenly it was like
Christmas with kids opening up packages, ooh-ing and ah-ing, and trying
on new outfits. Of course, no one bothered to leave the room to change.
They all just tried on one outfit after another right there in front of
everybody, stripping to the skin to try on 'that pretty red dress' or
'those cute little blue panties'.

It was difficult to get any serious taping done with so many cute
little, naked bodies to focus on so I decided to have a fashion show.
One by one, the girls would prance out before the camera and show off
their clothes and their bodies.

I turned on the lights, the music started and the show began. First was
Sadie, we decided to go from youngest to oldest. She was naked as the
camera picked her up and zoomed in on her feet and panned up her nubile
little five year old body, lingering on her pussy which she displayed
by opening her legs wide and spreading her tiny labia with two fingers.
I zoomed in on her pinhole urethra and the little pussy hole beneath
it. As I paused on her sex she turned around and gave a beautiful rear
view beaver shot, bending over, both hands pulling her smooth ass
cheeks apart. Her little asshole winked at the camera as if to say,
'lick me, suck me.' She turned around again and I panned up the rest of
her body, her flat chest and tiny, pink nipples and stopped on her
beautiful face. She opened her mouth slightly and licked her lips and
mouthed the words, 'fuck my mouth.' I almost creamed my jeans over
seeing my sexy little girl being so naughty. She slowly dressed, pink
panties, short black skirt, white blouse, white socks and black shoes,
the footwear put on while sitting thus showing lots of pink panty
underneath her skirt. When she was fully dressed she pranced back and
forth a couple of times, twirling to raise the skirt above her ass,
then she bowed to the camera, blew it a kiss, and disappeared into the
dark.

Linda, Lori, Samantha and Sandra all came out together. I was unaware
that Amy had also purchased several pairs of rubber panties and these
four were wearing them and nothing else. They were sucking their thumbs
and looked younger than their six and seven years. Instead of getting
dressed and parading for the camera, they began to touch each other.
First, Linda put a finger on each Samantha's nipples and rubbed them
softly in small circles, making them stand up. Then Sam did the same to
Linda. Lori took Sandra's hand and pushed it inside her rubber pants.
It came out wet. Sandy knelt and pulled Lori's pants down and a torrent
of yellow liquid gushed down Lori's legs, splashing Sandy's face and
chest.

I zoomed in on Lori's cunt, the piss still streaming from it, as Sandra
opened her mouth, caught the stream and followed it to its source. She
held her mouth open a few inches from Lori's twat, swallowing the piss
as her mouth filled with it. When the stream stopped she put her mouth
directly over Lori's dripping pussy and licked the remaining drops of
urine from it. Then she licked up and down the insides of Lori's
thighs, gathering much of the piss that had splashed there. I was
getting quite excited and was having trouble holding the camera still.
I could feel pre-cum wetting my shorts.

Sam and Linda had been watching their sisters and looked at each other,
smiling. Sam nodded and Linda dropped to her knees and dropped
Samantha's rubber pants. Linda licked Sam's little slit up and down,
slipping her tongue in and out of the tiny little piss-hole at the
front of Sam's pussy. Sam's body shivered as she began to pee and Linda
got a mouthful of little girl pee. She swallowed and kept drinking the
liquid offerings of Samantha's bladder until it stopped. Then, like
Sandy had done to her sister, she licked Sam's pee-hole until no
residue of piss remained. Then the two piss-drinkers kissed the pissers
on the mouth so they, too, could taste their own sweet urine.

After they had finished I glanced at Amy. She was grinning and had
Jenny on her lap, rubbing her between the legs. This golden shower
business must have been her idea, I know I didn't think of it, but the
kids seemed to really have fun doing it. This surprised me a little,
but Susie and Juanita, the next pair to come on, surprised me even
more.

They entered from opposite sides of the 'stage' wearing white shorts
and t-shirts. The t-shirts came off in three seconds as Susie almost at
once started sucking Juanita's little brown nipples. As they hardened
they turned almost white. As the two ten-year-olds kissed, their
tongues exploring the depths of each others' mouths, Susie unzipped
Juanita's shorts and pulled them down. Nita stepped out of them as
Susie got to her knees and pressed her face into Nita's ass-crack. As I
zoomed in on the action, Susie pressed her tongue into Nita's anus,
licking up and down the pucker to get it wet and slick. After several
such licks Susie pushed her tongue into the hole, past the sphincter
and into Nita's warm rectum. Nita, still standing, bent forward and
pushed her ass into Susie's face. Susie pushed her tongue still deeper
into Nita's shithole and started fucking in and out. Juanita closed her
eyes and weaved her ass to and fro as Susie sucked and licked at her
colon.

Suddenly, Juanita said, "get ready". Susie withdrew her tongue and laid
down on her back. Juanita squatted and placed her asshole directly over
Susie's wide-open mouth. Susie was rubbing Juanita's little clit as she
watched the little Mexican girl's anal pucker. Soaking a finger with
saliva, Susie rubbed it around Nita's anus and pushed it slightly in.
When she withdrew it, it was followed by a small, brown turd. Susie
pulled herself up to it and actually licked the turd up one side, down
the other, and then took the end of it into her mouth and sucked it
like a cock. When the turd began to taper she took it out of her mouth,
put her hand around and waited for it to be released by Nita's asshole.
The sphincter closed over the end of it and it fell into Susie's hand.
She placed it on her chest, smashed it and rubbed it on her little
titties, her stomach, her crotch, her legs, anywhere she could reach.
Then she smashed her face into Juanita's asscrack and licked the
asshole clean.

Juanita got off Susie and turned around to face her. She lowered her
head to Susie's chest and began licking her own shit off Susie's tits.
She licked the little titties, Susie's stomach, her thighs and finished
by licking the shit off her hairless little crotch. Then she lowered
her own body into contact with Susie's, they wrapped their arms around
each other and rolled about the floor, mashing what shit remained on
Susie's body between them. Finally, both girls looked directly at the
camera, held their little pussies open and smiled, shit on their lips,
teeth and tongues.

I couldn't take anymore. The whole room smelled of piss and shit and I
actually liked it. I shut off the camera and dived down to join the two
shit-covered pre-teens, stripping off my clothes as I went. I kissed
both of their dirty, shitty mouths, tasting Nita's shit and loving it.
I kissed their little shit-covered titties, Susie's pink nipples and
Juanita's brown ones, and loved it. I sucked and licked their shit-
covered little twats and assholes and loved it. Susie was the first to
speak.

"Daddy," she said, "I think I have to poop."

I was on my back in seconds and watching my daughter's asshole slowly
descending toward my mouth. Juanita began to suck my cock and squeeze
my balls as I extended my tongue to touch it to my little girl's anal
pucker. Susie was pushing her sweet little anus out to shit, then
pulling it back in, then out, then in, as I licked her tasty hole. I
pushed my tongue as deeply into her rectum as I could and licked the
inner walls of her colon.

I was unable to see Juanita's mouth on my cock, but it felt as though
as my entire member was inside her hot little mouth. The head was being
squeezed tightly and I was sure it was buried deep in her throat. I
could hear the sucking sounds she was making as she bobbed her lovely
head up and down, sending shivers through my body.

I felt something warm and soft move into the tip of my tongue inside
Susie's rectum and knew that a turd was working its way down her colon.
I retracted my tongue and used my hands to spread her ass cheeks as far
apart as I could get them. When I saw the brown tip of a turd make its
appearance at the widening opening I opened my mouth and waited. It
came out quickly because of the slippery saliva coating her sphincter
and dropped straight into my mouth. I bit it in two, chewed and
swallowed the part still my mouth and smeared the rest on Susie's
chest. Then I sucked and licked her little asshole until all of her
shit was in my mouth or on my tongue.

"Can either of you pee right now?" I asked them.

"I can," they both said.

"Sadie," I called, "finish what Juanita is doing."

The little five year old ran over and her tiny mouth replaced Juanita's
on my cock. I was ready to cum, but I wanted to drink the girls' piss
first.

Susie knelt to my right, Juanita to my left and both girls pulled apart
their little cunts and started pissing right on my face. I opened my
mouth, trying to catch as much of the delicious little girl cum as I
could. I kept turning my head first to one stream, then to the other,
filling my mouth with piss, swallowing, filling it again, swallowing
again. When both had finished I licked the hairless pee-holes clean,
finishing with a sloppy French kiss on each pussy.

I looked down just in time to see my first shot of semen shoot straight
into Sadie's talented mouth. She put the head back into her mouth and
took the remaining five spurts right into the back of her throat. She
sucked my cock for at least five minutes after I had finished cumming
and when she stopped, she lifted her mouth off my prick and said,
"Daddy, look!" She opened her mouth wide and there was my entire load
of semen, resting in her mouth. She closed her little mouth, swallowed
and opened it again to show that it was gone.

"Can I pee now?" she asked.

I wasn't sure I could drink any more piss, two loads already plus my
little girl's shit, but Amy came to the rescue.

"Of course you can, sweetie, come here."

She picked up little Sadie and held her high telling her to open her
legs wide so Amy could put her mouth over her pee-hole. She lowered the
little twat to her mouth just as Sadie began to piss and began to
drink. Much of it ran out the corners of her mouth and dribbled down
her chin to her beautiful tits. When Sadie was finished and Amy had
licked her little cunt dry, Sadie cleaned off Amy's face and titties by
licking her own pee off.

I put my arms around my two still shit-stained children and hugged them
to my body. "I love you girls, everyone of you."

That night as I lay in bed with Amy I pondered what had happened. None
of this had been planned or even considered by me, it had all begun
with Amy. I felt myself sinking into a world of depravity and
perversion and wondering where it would end. Would the kids continue to
like this weird stuff or would they become increasingly disgusted by
it? I wondered about Amy. Where had she learned this kind of thing? Had
she always been like this? Was she just kinky? Or sick?

"What's the matter?"

Perhaps I had been thinking aloud or rolling around. It was Amy.

"I was just thinking about tonight," I told her, "I've never done
anything like that before."

"You liked it, though, didn't you?" she asked, apparently sincerely.

"I guess that what bothers me," I answered her, "I liked it...no, I
loved it. It was the most perverted thing I've ever done and I loved
every minute of it and want to do it again."

"Are you willing to try other kinky things too?" she persisted.

"I guess so, as long as no torture or pain is involved."

"Charles," she looked straight into my eyes in the nearly dark room, "I
love you and I love your children. I know that most people would never
understand what we're doing and that's o.k.. Shit, I don't understand
most of them are doing either. All I know and care about is that I want
to stay with you and the kids forever, if you'll have me."

I put my arms around her and pulled her to me.

"I love you, too." I said.

We fell asleep in each other's arms, naked, serene and in love.

The next morning seemed the same as every other morning. A bunch of
naked and half-dressed kids in the kitchen, in and out of the
bathrooms, all going through their morning routines as usual. I watched
everyone closely for any sign of being uncomfortable, ill at ease, or
nervous about what had happened the night before. I saw none. Susie and
Nita came down together and each gave me a kiss and gave no sign of
concern for having been awash in piss and shit just a few hours
earlier. My mind was completely put at ease when Sadie came in, totally
naked, and asked Amy, "Will you drink my pee again, Amy and can I drink
yours sometime?"

It was obvious that everything was going to be alright.

-the end