Author: Explorer
Title: SYMBIOTIC RELATIONSHIPS
Summary: Susie, a 28 year old single mom, struggled raising Samantha, her 12 year old daughter who had been disabled since birth and Penny, a six year old precocious ball of energy.  Her life changed after she met Harry.  Old enough to be her father, Harry gave her the commitment and security she needed.  In return, she rewarded him with her unconditional love and the love of her children.  Things get uncomfortably complicated for Susie after she introduces her drug addict lesbian playmate and her five year old daughter into their home.  
Keywords:  MF FF Mf  Mg  ped  pedo  pre-teen  pre-school inc oral anal ws

The story contains explicit, detailed, sexual content.  All acts performed by all characters in the story are consensual and nobody is harmed or hurt in any way.  Please do not continue if you are offended.

Chapter 9  HARRY GETS A TASTE OF BECKY

The following morning Susie and Harry got all the kids washed, dressed fed and off to school and Susie off to work.  Heather never emerged from the sheet on the sofa.  When Harry returned to the house, she was till under the sheet.  Peeling it back, “are you dead?” he asked.  “I’m dead envious of Susie,” she replied.   “Tea or coffee?” he asked.  “Black coffee,” she replied.

Harry made the coffee whilst Heather emptied her bladder.  Returning she kissed his cheek.  A smell of toothpaste crossed his nose.  Recognising the clue, his dick twitched. Having slept a little late, he’d not had time to unload the overnight accumulation which lay heavy in his scrotum.

Heather sat cross legged on the sofa, her sheer thong panties hiding very little.  “Heather, I would love to spend all morning shagging you in 17 different directions but I won’t do that and I would really appreciate it if you wouldn’t tempt me,” he told her.  “If you did succeed in tempting me, I would hate you for it, Susie would hate you for it and Susie would forgive me, so it is just not worth it,” he continued.  Feeling embarrassed (a feeling for her), Heather straightened her legs together and pulled down her night shirt to cover her crotch.

“Now tell me something about your friend and the pedo and lets see what we have to work with on sorting out your debt?” he asked. 

“Maureen is in her mid 20s, she’s not too bright, she’s got two kids, June who is 10 years old and April who is four, she told me over a drink one night that her father is the father of her kids, he died about a year ago; the pedo guy was a friend of her dads, he and some of his mates did some stuff with her girls; the deal was organised by the pimp of one of the other girls, he ripped her off and she only got a hundred,” she told him.

“Is Maureen at the Hostel?” he asked.  “No she was at the hostel, she has her own place now,” she told him. “And the girl who has the pimp?” he asked. “She’s gone now,” she told him.  “Do you know where Maureen is living?” he asked.  “Yes,’ she replied.  “OK, why don’t we pay Maureen a visit, maybe if we manage this well, we can get Maureen’s kids to do most of the stuff and make some money towards your debt,” he suggested.

Heather made a phone call to check Maureen was before Harry drove them to her bed-sit.  On the way there Heather told Harry that Maureen’s older kid was in a ‘special needs,’ school.  She told him that they were pleasant kids but in old fashioned terms were fundamentally thick, presumably caused by their father also being their grandfather. “Does she know why we’re coming?” he asked. “She knows that I’m interested in doing some stuff with the pedo contact,” she told him.

Maureen let them in.  There was are large room with a sofa a TV and one double bed and a small kitchen, bathroom facilities were down the hallway and shared.  Maureen was a plain girl, round shouldered, pot bellied with a front tooth missing.  She was carrying 4 year old April on her arm.  April was average going on plump in size, mousy brown hair was dishevelled, she looked unwashed and was wearing a shabby cotton dress, no shoes, no socks. 

Heather chatted to Maureen in the kitchen whilst she made some tea.  April stood, finger in mouth, looking at the stranger sat on her sofa. “You’re a pretty little girl, what’s your name?” Harry asked.  “April,” she replied.  “That’s a pretty name, and how old are you April?” he asked.  “I’m four and three quarters,” she replied.  “I don’t believe that, you look like such a bid girl, I though you were at least six,” he told her.

April stood swinging her hips, she liked people thinking she was older.  “What’s your name?” she asked.  “I’m uncle Harry,” he replied.  “Are you my uncle?” she asked.  “I am your uncle, do you want to come and sit on my knee?” he asked her patting his thigh.  Hesitating for just a second, she skipped over and jumped on his lap.  Her scent rose up from her hair to his nose.  She was unwashed but it wasn’t an offensive smell it was just concentrated little girl smell.   Holding her waist he felt her small frame under his large hand.   “Have you got a special dolly friend?” he asked.  She nodded her head.  “What’s she called?” he asked.  “She’s called Barbie,” she told him.  “That’s a lovely name, can I see her?” he asked.  April skipped off and searching under the bed pulled out a very tired looking Barbie doll.  Straightening Barbie’s dress, she brought her to him.  “She’s pretty, but I think she needs some new clothes, do you have any uncles who might buy dolly some new clothes?” he asked.  With a coy finger in her mouth she shook her head.  “I think you do,” he said pointing at himself.  April skipped up and down on the spot in excitement at the prospects of new clothes for her dolly.  “Would uncle Harry get a hug if he brought some new clothes for dolly?” he asked.  April through her arms around his neck and hugged him with all her might.  Sliding a hand under her dress, Harry supported her with his hand cupping her little bum cheeks.  His hand stretched across both globes of her four and three quarter year old bottie.  His dick ached as different obscenities raced through his mind.

“You seem to be getting on well together,” said Maureen as she handed him the tea.

April climbed back up onto his lap.  “Maureen did Heather explain why we’re here?” he asked.  “Yes,” she replied.  “Do you have contact details for the pedo guy?” he asked.   “His name is Dave, he was a friend of my dads, all I have is an email address, that’s why we had to go through Mary’s pimp, I don’t know how to use a computer,” she told him handing him a scrap of paper with the address on.  “OK, let me tell you where I come in on this, Heather has asked me to help, I’ve agreed to help under certain conditions, are you interested if I can arrange something?” he asked.   “I’m not sure, the last time the kids were quite upset, they must have put something in their drinks and they couldn’t control their bowels, it made them ill, it wasn’t very nice,” she told him.  “That’s one of my conditions, I won’t be a part of anything which involves upsetting or distressing the girls or which involves forcing or coercing them to do anything they don’t want to do; before I agree to be involved I would need to make myself sure that your girls are comfortable with what they do and no one will harm them,” he told her.

Getting to the important point, “how much would I get?” she asked.  “You get whatever they pay and everything that they pay, that’s split between you and Heather, I get nothing” he told her as he gave Aprils little waist a squeeze causing her to giggle.  “Do it again,” she demanded.  Again he tweaked her waist sending tickles through her body.  Squirming on his lap she giggled loudly.  Panting out of breath, “do it again,” she demanded.  With both hands Harry tickled both sides of her waist.  Rolling off his lap, out of control giggling, she fell back on the sofa.   Her dress rode up her thighs exposing her dirty grey washed out knickers.  Full of holes and sagging at the gusset, Harry got tempting glimpses of the podgy soft white pussy flesh beneath.

Trying not to overtly ogle the little girls crotch,  “so what do you think, shall I contact this guy and ask him what he’s prepared to pay for?” he asked.  Seeing April so comfortable with Harry boosted Maureen’s confidence in him.  “OK, lets see what he says,” she replied.

Heather and Harry made their way to the door.  April grabbed onto his finger “don’t go, stay and play with me,” she pleaded.  She didn’t know just how much Harry wanted to ‘play’ with her!  He couldn’t look at her face without imagining her little pink tongue rasping at his dick.  Picking her up and hugging her, “I have to go sweetie but when I come back I’ll bring you a present for being such a pretty  little girl,” he told her.

Driving back to Susie’s house, “what’s the plan?” Heather asked.  “I’ll email the guy, and I’ll try and sort out two sessions, one with Maureen’s older girl and the other with April and Becky, that way I can try and get you half, rather than one third of the money,” he told her.  “Harry, I know what you think of me, but I’d like you to know that I appreciate everything you’re doing for me, and I’d like you to know how much I admire you for treating Susie so well and being faithful to her, I’m sorry I came on to you but I genuinely wanted you and I genuinely want to show my thanks and that’s the only way I know how,”  she told him.  Squeezing her hand, “that’s very nice of you,” he told her.  “Is there any way in which I can show my gratitude, I’ll do anything?” she asked.  “I’ll be honest with you, in helping you with this I am not absolutely 100% altruistic, there is something in it for me,” he told her.

She waited for the answer.  Harry bit his lip not knowing whether he should come clean.  “What?” she asked.  “I just love little girls, I love their joy for life, their giggles, their innocence, their curiosity, the sparkle in their eyes, the way they smell, the softness of their skin, everything I just love to talk with them, play with them, hold them and cuddle them,” he told her.  “Just cuddle them?” she asked.  “OK, yes, I also like to explore their curiosity,” he confessed.   “So you’re a paedophile?” she asked.   “OK that sounds bad, in the strict sense of the word, yes but I would chop off my arm before I would put a little girl in fear or distress let alone hurt her,” he told her.  “Do you want to have sex with Becky?” she asked him.  “Becky’s a lovely sweet girl, I’d love to explore with her but I wouldn’t dream of touching your girl,” he told her.  “Are you doing stuff with Penny?” she asked.  “What happens in Susie’s house is a matter between me Susie and we do not discussed it with anyone else,” he told her.

“Do you prefer children to adults?” she asked.  “That’s like asking do you prefer steak to chocolate gateau, they’re both food, they both taste good but they’re different,” he told her.  “My sex life with Susie is everything I could ask for,” he added.  “So why do you want to do it kids?” she asked.  “Do you remember the look on Becky’s face the first time she tasted chocolate, you can see that face almost everyday to a greater and lesser extent as they explore and discover; I just love to be with them when they explore and discover their bodies,” he told her.  “And do you like boys?” she asked.  “Good question, I don’t, I recognise that on the basis of what I’ve just said, boy children also discover chocolate, but I just don’t have the same feelings towards them,” he told her. 

Heather thought for a while.  “If you want to do stuff with Becky and she’s happy to do it, it’s OK with me,” she told him. Squeezing her hand again, “are you sure?” he asked her.  “Yesterday I was preparing to hand her over to a bunch of strangers, she’s still going to be doing stuff with strangers, it would be hypocritical of me to deny you and besides we owe you,” she told him.  “Do you want me to speak to her and tell her it’s OK?” she asked.  “That might be a good idea,” he told her.  “OK,” she responded like he was asking her to speak to the grocer about the weeks shopping.

Stroking he crotch, “all this talk has made me wet,” she told him.  “Good I like getting girls wet,” he told her.  “Yes but now I need finishing off,” she told him.  “I’m sorry honey but you know I can’t help you there, you’re on your own,” he told her.  “Would you be cheating on Susie if you allowed me to masturbate in front of you?’ she asked.  “I can’t stop you doing yourself,” he told her.

Pulling her dress up and slipping her panties down to her ankles, Heather exposed her shaven pussy.  Sliding down the passenger seat she splayed her legs and sunk two fingers into her wet snatch.  The car interior soon filled with the smell of her sex.  Mewing and moaning she dug deep trying to scratch the itch inside her.

Her eyes never left his face, she wanted to see him watching her masturbate.  “Is your dick hard, tell me it’s hard,” she cried as she frigged her slit.  “Oh, yes it’s hard alright, I am human,” he told her.  “Show me please, show me,” she begged wanting to see the evidence that his dick at least desired her.  “Hmm, I’m not sure about that,” he replied.  “Please, it’s not like I’ve not seen it, please let me see it hard,” she begged.  Harry unzipped his fly and released his pre-cum spewing erection.  “Oh yes, I had him deep in my throat, I felt him pulsing as he spewed thick hot sponk down my throat,” she groaned reliving the events of the previous evening.  “Argggg, YES,” she gasped as her orgasm climaxed.  

Her eyes flickered as her orgasm subsided.  Raising her cum soaked hand she tried to take hold of his dick.  Stopping her, “please don’t sweet heart, it’s difficult for me, I’d love to fuck you ragged but we both know we’d hate ourselves afterwards, please help me,” he told her.  Crying inside, she wanted a man like him, where are they, maybe he’s a one off, she thought.  “I’m sorry,” she said.  

Using her panties, she wiped up the juice from her crotch before pulling down her dress to hide the temptation.

Back at the house Harry emailed the pedo.

Hi Dave,  My name is Harry. I am a friend of Maureen.  She has asked me to contact you about the possibility of doing a show with her kids and a friend’s girl.  If you’re interested get back to me and we can discuss details.

Susie returned home at lunch-time just before the ambulance returned Sam from her morning at the day care centre.

Harry spent some time being attentive to Susie to reassure her just in case she had been worried that he might have been tempted by Heather.  

He then explained to her that Heather was in debt and her plan to get out of debt and her request for his help.  Susie wasn’t happy but she wasn’t shocked.  She’d been shocked so many times during her time working at the hostel.  She’d seen some shocking things and she’d heard them talking about even more.  Harry could see she wasn’t happy.  “Tell me what you think?” he asked her.  “I’m worried that you might get into trouble,” she told him.  “That’s sweet of you,” he said kissing her forehead.  “I’ll be super careful,” he told her. “And I’ve told Heather that if Becky isn’t happy to do it, I won’t let her do it,” he said.  “Has she asked Becky?” she asked.  “Not yet, we’ll wait until after we get a reply to my email before we speak to her,” he told her.  Susie picked up on the ‘we’ rather than ‘she,’ she was starting to regret bringing Heather into her home.  

Harry spent the remainder of the afternoon working on his book until it was time to collect the girls from school.  

Harry picked the kids up from school.  He couldn’t take his eyes off little Becky.  With the green light from mom, it was just a matter of time before he tasted her goodies.  He watched the three of them in his rear view mirror, chattering and giggling, twisting and turning, unable and unwilling to take care about exposing their knickers.  Penny’s and Megan’s looked pristine white compared to the shabby rags covering Becky’s box.   

Megan looked mournful as he dropped her off, he could see her thinking how she would be missing out on fun play with the girls.

Once home the girls ran straight through the house to the pool.   “Where’s Susie,” asked Harry.  “She’s gone to the shops for groceries,” Heather replied.  

Harry found the toddlers naked in the pool.  “That water looks tempting,” said Heather.  “It does, I think I’ll put Sam in, she likes the water,” he replied.  Harry stripped Sam and then himself.  Carrying Sam to the water he was unable to hide his obvious excitement.  “Is that thing always erect?” asked Heather.  “Pretty much,” replied Harry.

“Can I come in the pool?” asked Heather.  “As long as you behave yourself,” replied Harry.  “I haven’t got a costume,” said Heather.  “I know, just try not to flaunt it,” he told her.

Heather stripped off and climbed into the pool opposite Harry.  She wanted a good view of his dick and she wanted his eyes unable to avoid her pussy.  “That’s nice,” she said as she washed the cool water over her chest causing her nipples to harden.  

“You have a nice dick,” Heather told him.  “Thank you, you have a nice pussy,” he replied.  “Do you think I have a nice body?” she asked.  “I do,” he replied.  “Don’t you think my tits are too small?’ she asked massaging her tits for him.  “I like small tits,” he replied.  “Which part of my body do you like best?” she asked.  “Your butt,” he replied.  “Really, I’m amazed, my butts so ordinary,” she replied.

“If I ask Susie is it OK to shag you will you do it,” she asked.  “Only if Susie asks me to do it and is present,” he told her.  “Do you like being watched?” she asked.  “I don’t mind but if Susie wouldn’t want to watch I would take that as she wouldn’t want me to do it,” he told her.  

Becky came over and whispered in her mom’s ear. With her back to him and bent over her mom, her chubby little bum cheeks parted just enough to give Harry a glimpse of her brown bum hole and puffy cunny slit.  Heather whispered something in Becky’s ear.  Becky scampered across the pool to Harry.  She stood in front of him, his eyes ran down from the coy finger in her mouth, past her flat chest over her little pot belly to the dark ravine of a slit cut deep between her obese pussy lips.  Looking back at her mom over her shoulder, “it’s OK, tell him,” she instructed.  “Whisper it to me,” Harry told her.  Supporting herself with a hand on his shoulder, Becky lent into his ear.  Harry’s hand hung loosely on her soft butt cheek to hold her steady.  “Penny says she’s got a magic button in her front bottom,” she told him.  Whispering back to her, “she has and you have one too, shall I show you where it is?” he asked her.   Standing up she nodded her head, wondering what and where a magic button was.  Harry slid his hand under her crotch.  Lifting his fingers he weighed her plump pussy before sliding his middle finger between her lips onto the entrance to her tiny baby honey pot.  Circling her hole with his finger he slid his thumb up her slit and teasing her tiny clit from its hood, he pressed on it.  “There, it’s under my thumb, can you feel it?” he asked as he massaged her clit and pussy hole.  She nodded her head in recognition of the little tingles coming up from her front bottom.  “What does it feel like?” he asked.  “Feels tickly,” she told him.  Heather was stroking her own clit as she watched Harry fondling her little girl.   

The ever curious Penny came over looking for her new friend.  “What you doing?” she asked.  “Just showing Becky where her magic button is,” said Harry.  “See I told you we had a magic button,” Penny told Becky smugly.  Climbing in the pool, “lets play I spy,” suggested Penny.  “I think I should get Sam out, I think I’ve tempted fate long enough,” said Harry.  “I’ll take her,” Heather volunteered.

Harry helped Heather lift Sam onto her commode.  Heather dried and dressed Sam whilst Harry played I spy with the girls.  

By the time Susie returned with the shopping Heather was sunbathing on a lounger next to Penny.  Seeing Heather naked Susie shook her head.  She was now deeply regretting bringing this temptation to Harry.

Heather jumped up to help Susie in the kitchen.  

“What else can we play?” asked Penny.  “Do you know any games Becky?” asked Harry.  Becky shuck her head.  “Let’s play peek a boo, no lets play the peeing game,” shouted Penny.   “Let’s play am I a boy or am I a girl,” suggested Harry.   “Goodie,” shouted Penny now on her feet too excited to sit down.  “How do we play this game?” asked Penny.

Harry lifted his hips from the water exposing his dick to the girls, “look now I’m a boy,” he said.  Lowering his hips under the water he pulled his dick back between his legs before raising his hips once more, “look now I’m a girl,” he said showing nothing at the front but pubic hair.  “Wow, where did it go?”  asked Penny like it was magic.  The bemused Becky looked on.  “How do we play?” asked Penny.

“OK, come sit on me here,” he told her.  Manoeuvring her so that she sat with her back to him, his erection lodged between her butt cheeks.  Lifting her pussy from the water, “look now she’s a girl,” she shouted.  Lowering his hips under the water he pulled his dick up between her legs before raising his hips once more, “look now she’s a boy,” he said showing she had a dick sticking out between her legs.  “Cool,” said Penny grabbing his shaft with both hands.  

“OK, Becky’s turn,” said Harry tipping the reluctant six year old off his dick.  Becky sat back on his dick.  Harry reached around her and taking a handful of her pussy meat he worked the crack of her arse onto his erection.  Waiting for the game to start, Penny was bemused at what was taking so long.  Becky could feel his erection hard under her bum.  She also felt his finger massaging her magic button.  She liked Harry and she liked it when he made her front bottom tingle.  Lifting Becky’s pussy from the water, “look now she’s a girl,” she shouted before returning with his dick between her legs nestled into the deep soft pussy crack.  “Look now she’s a boy,” he said.   He put a hand on his dick and pushed it back into her pussy crack rubbing his bell end into her clit.  Moving his hips backwards and forwards he was able to slide his dick up and down her slit.  

“What game are you playing now?” asked Penny.  “Why don’t we teach Becky how to play peek a boo,” suggested Harry. 

Before Harry could get her Becky’s pussy back on his dick,  “dinner’s served,” shouted Susie. Just as well thought Harry, he needed to take a little time with Becky to find out how much she’d done and whether she was a virgin before he started poking her hole with his dick.

Harry was washing his hands when Susie sought him out for a private word with him.  “Heather’s asked me if she can shag you,” Susie told him.  “She’s asked me as well and I’ve told her that I wouldn’t cheat on you,” he told her.  “Do you want to shag her?” she asked.  “No, I’m perfectly happy with you, you are everything I want in the bedroom, OK I mess around with the girls but you tick all my boxes, I have no need for anybody else,” he told her.  Susie’s heart sang, his words were music to her ears.

“She said that you’d shag her if I watched,” she told him.  “That’s not exactly correct, I told her I wouldn’t shag her unless you wanted me to AND you were present to convince me that I was doing it to please you,” he told her.  Driving the point home, “It’s this simple, if you would like to watch me shag her for your entertainment, I’ll do it, or if you feel sorry for her and want to gift it to her, I’ll also do it, but I’ll only do it for you, I won’t do it because I just want to shag someone else,” he told her.  Tenderly, she kissed him, “thank you,” she told him, her confidence fully restored.  

Susie and Heather set out the dinner whilst Harry opened the wine.

After dinner Harry sat in the garden with his drink whilst Heather cleared up the dishes and Susie and Penny attended to Sam’s toilet.

 Becky sought him out.  “Will you tell me the story of the magic button?” she asked him.  Patting his knee Becky climbed on.

“Once upon a time . . . ..”   Harry’s hand slowly stroked its way up her thigh as the little girl was engrossed in the twists and turns of the story.  His hand was drawn to the heat.  Reaching her crotch his fingers found the gusset of her knickers hanging low.  Slowly his fingers stroked their way along her groin and up over her soft silky pussy lips.  Drawn to the heat of her sex his fingers probed her slit to find the damp sticky heat of her hole.  She giggled, “that tickles,” she said.  “I do like stroking your front bottom, it’s so soft and so smooth,” he told her.  Giggling, “you’re funny,” she told her.  Finding her clit he gently massaged it.  “Does that feel nice?” he asked her.  She nodded her head.  “Have you played this game before?” he asked her.  “Mom’s boyfriend started playing this game but he hurt me and made me cry,” she told him.  “Oh, I’m so sorry sweetie, I would never hurt a pretty little girl like you,” he told her.  “Where did he hurt you?” asked Harry.  “In my pee pee, he put his finger up inside my pee pee hole and made me bleed,” she told him.  His dick twitched on the news that there was likely no barrier between him and her cervix.  “I wish I could find him, I’d punch him on the nose,” he told her.  Becky’s honey pot was starting to get wet, not juicy slick wet, little girl sticky wet. 

Placing the sticky finger in his mouth, Harry sucked on it tasting her juices whilst at the same time coating it with his saliva.  Sliding back inside her panties he found her hole with his wet finger.  He circled and probed it encouraging it to produce what lubricant it could.  “Was it in here that he hurt you?” he asked.  Becky nodded, her face frowning as she remembered the pain, worrying that Harry might do the same.  “The difference between your mom’s boyfriend and me is that I have a magic finger,” he told her.  He pushed the index of his finger into her tiny hole.  Wriggling it inside her, “does that hurt?” he asked.  She shook her head.  Sliding in and out each time going just 1mm further, he eventually got in up to the second knuckle.  “Does that hurt?” he asked.  She shook her head.  “I told you my finger was magic, if you relax you’ll feel the magic coming out of my finger inside your pee pee hole,” he told her.  Becky lay her head back on his chest as Harry’s finger gently slid up and down her tiny sex tube.  Harry explored her tiny cervix with the tip of his finger.  Working one of his other fingers between her bum cheeks he stabbed at her back door each time his pushed inside her vagina.  Circling her cervix with one finger he teased his way into her rectum with the other.  Harry looked at her little face, eyes closed lips slightly apart. Placing his mouth on hers he gently savoured her full soft lips.  Kissing her gently he traced her lips with the tip of his tongue.   His dick ached to feel the inside of her tight little tube.

“Sweetie my pee pee want to kiss your pee pee would that be OK?” he asked.  Becky wasn’t sure what he meant but she knew that kissing is a nice thing so she nodded her head.  Harry pulled his rock hard, throbbing meat from his shorts and slid it inside her knickers bringing the crown of his knob end under her sex hole.  Wanking his dick he lubed her hole with his pre-cum.  Holding his shaft he rubbed his bell end around and around and into her hole.  “That feels so nice sweetie,” he told her.  “Are you going to squirt your juice onto me?” she asked.  “I’d like that so much, would that be OK sweetie?” he asked.  She nodded her head.  “Have you seen a boy squirt juice from his pee pee before?” he asked her.  She nodded her head.  “Who have you seen sweetie?” he asked.  “Mom’s boyfriend and Mr McCormick,” she told him.  “And did they squirt their juice into your pee pee?” he asked her.  “No I saw mom’s boyfriend squirt into mom’s mouth and Mr McCormick gives me sweeties if I let him squirt his juice onto my face,” she told him.  “Who’s Mr McCormick?” he asked her.  “He fixes things at the hostel,” she told him.  “And do you help Mr McCormick to make his juice squirt?” he asked. “No I haven’t touched it, I just sit still whilst he squirts it on my face,” she told him.  “Would you like to touch my pee pee?” he asked.   Giggling, she nodded her head. Taking her hand he placed it onto his dick.  Her little fingers prodded and probed as she explored his hot hard man meat.

Becky’s sex hole was now thoroughly slick, not so much from her cunnie juice but from the copious amounts of pre-cum spewing from Harry’s dick which increased after he pictured Becky’s little face covered in the maintenance man’s sponk.  He worked his bell end around and into the entrance to her hole savouring the delicious feelings of tight little girl cunnie and little gril fingers on his angry man meat.  “Do you think my pee pee could squeeze inside your pee pee hole?” he asked her.  “I think it’s too big,” she said as she lifted her knee and wriggled down trying to work it up inside her.  Harry’s dick was smaller than average but it was just a bit too big for her little hole, a hole which had never been tested before. 

Harry was dizzy on the delicious tingles sweeping through his body.  His balls churned and bubbled as he fought to hold back the flow.  Kissing her tenderly he gave up allowing his balls to erupt pushing the sticky goo up inside Becky’s virgin hole.  Rope after rope after rope pumped inside the tiny five year old.  Becky felt the hot fluid filling her tube.  She knew what it was.  It felt nice, warm and full as it pushed out the walls of her tube like a sausage skin filling with meat.  

Basking in the afterglow they both lay silent, his dick still hard up against her hole stopping the contents from leaving.  Penny appeared by their side.  “What you doing,” she asked.  “Becky asked me to tell her the story of the magic button,” he told her.  “Wanna play in the pool,” asked Penny.  “OK,” replied Becky.  Penny stripped off whilst Harry helped Becky undress using her knickers to mop up the slime running down her inner thigh.

Stuffing her knickers into his pocket he went into the house to recharge his glass.  Susie and Heather were finishing off the dishes blissfully unaware of his abuse of Becky.   Stashing her soiled knickers for his later examination, he took a pair Penny’s knickers from the washing basket and deposited them with Becky’s dress.  

The three adults sat in the garden with their drinks watching the girls playing in the pool.  Susie sat next to Harry, intent on sending out signals of her love for him and that he was her man. She stroked his arm, hugged his arm, kissed his cheek, stroked his thigh and occasionally his crotch.  The message wasn’t lost on Heather who was sat opposite.  Harry for his part returned the strokes so all three of them knew where they all stood.  

At a point in time when Heather had gone to the loo, “what did you tell Heather in answer to her question?” he asked.  “I told her I’d think about it,” she told him.  “And what have you thought?” he asked.  Emboldened by the booze but still with her eyes down and cheeks blush red, “I do like to watch you shag other people, I like watching you do Sam, it makes me  tingle watching your dick slide in and out of their pussy,” she revealed.  “That’s nice sweetie, I like it when you tell me you like stuff like that,” he told her kissing her forehead.  “Yes, but I’m frightened that once I say OK it might open the floodgates and she’ll be stuck to you like a leach,” she told him.   “Well I stipulated that it can only happen when you’re present, that must limit her,” he pointed out.

When Heather returned she helped Susie get the girls to bed.

Harry stroked his flaccid member as he reminisced, he was missing bath nights with Sam, Heather had taken over that task.  

With the kids in bed, Heather rolled a joint and passed it round.  The cannabis not just made her head swirling and her temperament giggly it also flicked Susie’s horny button.  Having spent the last 5 minutes overtly stroking the bulge in his pants, she lowered his zipper releasing his erection to the outside air.  Sliding down between his legs she impaled her head on his manhood.  Watching on, Heather stroked her crotch.  Turning to Heather, Susie beckoned her forward.  Kneeling alongside Susie, with her friend’s permission, Heather slid Harry’s meat down  her throat.  Susie held Harry’s hand and stroked Heathers hair as she watched her friend gobble away on her man’s phallus.   Susie slipped off her panties and sitting alongside Harry she fingered her slit for his entertainment.  Taking Susie’s actions as a green light to fuck Heather, Harry lifted Heather’s head off his dick and positioned it between Susie’s legs before crawling behind Heather and sliding his erection deep into her cunt.  Smiling at Susie Harry slowly fucked Heather doggy style.

For him it was gratuitous, he’d emptied his balls into Becky and it was a fifty / fifty chance as to whether they’d replenished themselves.  Heather moaned, groaned and screamed into Susie’s pussy.  She’d wanted his dick in her so badly.  It wasn’t that his dick was anything special, in fact it was distinctly unimpressive, there was just a certain something, maybe it was because he was unattainable, he was forbidden fruit.  She didn’t analyse it, she just rode the wave like a pro surfer.  And wave there was wave after wave after wave.   This man is a stud, she thought as he continued to pump into her.  Most men in her life had been totally focussed on getting their own rocks off, it would not have occurred to them to try and meet her needs by Harry was still pumping into her right up to the death throws of her orgasm.  Feigning his own orgasm Harry pulled from her like he was afraid to cum inside her in case she get pregnant.

Harry left the two of them panting for air.  He was washing his dick in the bathroom sink when Heather came.  Kissing his cheek, “thank you that was most excellent,” she told him.  Sitting on the toilet seat she opened her bladder.  She noticed him looking.  Recognising that he liked to watch her peeing she opened her legs to give him a better view.  “My bladder was bursting, it was a struggle not to pee on you back there,” she told him. “Well there’s always next time,” he teased.  Just as Harry was trousering his dick, Susie came in to check on the two of them.  Harry kissed her.  “Thanks for that sweetie, it was exciting, I enjoyed it,” he told her.

Back in the garden the trio shared one more joint and a night cap before retiring to bed.  

“Why don’t we put Penny in our bed with us and Heather can sleep with Becky,” suggested Harry.  It made sense.  Harry carried Penny from her bed and slid her sleeping body in the middle of Susie’s bed.  

Harry snuggled up behind Penny, his dick nestling in her bum crack, his hand stretched over her cupping moms tit.

TO BE CONTINUED

Chapter 10  MAUREEN’S KIDS

After getting the kids off to school and Susie off to work Harry checked the email.  There was a reply from Dave:

Yes, I’m interested what do you have and what do you propose, it said.

Harry emailed him back:    

I have available three girls, ten, five and four years.  You’ve met the ten and four year olds.  I’m proposing two sessions, first session with ten year old, up to five guys; second session with both toddlers again 5 guys max.  500 for first session, 1000 for second session.

Harry woke Heather with a cup of coffee, “it’s put up of shut up time the pedo’s on the email and negotiating,” he told her.   “What’s he say?” she asked. “He says he’s interested, I’ve emailed him a price,” he told her.  “How much?” she asked.  “One thousand five hundred,” he replied.  “Wow that’s great,” she replied, mentally spending the money.  “It’s not that simple, he’s unlikely to pay that and he’s going to want to know what he’ll get for his money,” he told her.  He left her to check the mail.

She followed. Stood next to him stark naked, “can I sit on your knee and watch?” she asked.  “Please Heather, I’ve asked you not to tempt me,” he pleaded as he stroked her thigh whilst looking at her shaven pussy inches from his face.  She pulled up a chair besides him.

Dave was obviously sat by his computer waiting for the mail. He’d sent his reply:

I don’t think the guys will pay 100 for each girl and for the same girl as last time, especially when last time they got two for 100 each.  They might pay it if she’s prepared and capable of going some hard stuff.  Let me know what’s she’s up for.  With regards to the toddlers, they won’t pay 200 each but again let me know how deep down and dirty they’ll go.

“Right you can see what he says, he need to know how hard core the girls will go, what do you know about Maureen’s kids,” he asked.  “I don’t know, I know that Maureen’s dad took June’s virginity when she was very young,” she told him.  “And what about Becky, how hard core are you prepared to allow her to go?” he asked.  “What do you think?” she asked.  “I would like to protect her from as much as possible, that’s why I’m mixing her with April whom I presume is a lost cause,” he told her.  “Do you know if Becky’s ever been penetrated?” he asked her.  “No, I don’t think she has,” she told him.  “And, has she ever blown anybody?” he asked.  “I don’t know,” she told him.  “Don’t you think it might have been a god idea for you to ask her, to find out what she’s prepared to do?” he asked her.  “I thought you would ask her, when we spoke about her yesterday I thought you’d find out or teach her how to do it,” she said.  “OK, we’ll do some guessing for now,” he suggested.

Writing back to Dave, Harry said:

The ten year old can be vaginally penetrated by smaller men, maximum two per session, blow anyone of average size, take oral pleasure from all, please tell me what you would like.  The toddlers, too small for penetration, can blow smaller men, give hand jobs, receive oral pleasure, again tell me what you would like.  

Dave was obviously sat at his computer as the reply came in minutes:

Will any of the girls give or take scat; give or take ws?  Facials; creampie? Any of them give or take spanking?  Any tying up?  Any use of toys?    

“What’s scat and ws?” asked Heather.  Harry explained.  “Dirty bastard what kind of people are these?” she asked.  “So that’s out is it?” he asked.  “What do you think?” she asked.  “I don’t know about June, but I think it would be reasonable to limit the toddlers to them pissing on the guys,” he suggested.  “Sounds good to me,” she replied.  “What about the other stuff?” he asked.  “Again, don’t know about June but with the toddlers I think we should limit any tying and spanking to them spanking the guys but not vice versa.   “What’s facials?’ she asked.  “Where’ve you been all your life, in a convent?” he asked.  “Indeed I have not but where I came from we did it not talk about it,” she replied mockingly.  “A facial is someone cuming on your face and creampie is someone sucking sponk from you,” he told her.  “That’s more like it,” she told him.  “What do you mean,” he asked.  “That’s more like regular sex rather than the other weird stuff,’ she replied!  “I think we should limit them to facials, I don’t want the girls freaking out,” he suggested.  “OK,” she agreed.

Harry wrote back to Dave:
No scat whatsoever; WS, girls on guys only; facials OK; creampie NO; tying and spanking girls on guys only; toys 10 year old only.
Anatomical examination allowed but no penetration of toddlers. Photography allowed, no identifying features of any adult.

“All this dirty talk is making me quite horny,” said Heather with a finger buried in her slit.  “When was your first time?” asked Harry.  “The first time was when those girls dragged me out of bed in the dormitory and told me to suck off that guy,” she told him.  “I soon learned that sex was something I could us to get stuff I wanted; the girls in the foster home taught me and I found out that there were very few men I couldn’t seduce; some of them would pretend it wasn’t happening like pretending they were just bathing me but I knew when their fingers washed inside me or when they accidentally let me catch them stroking their dicks,” she told him.  “And how old were you when you had your first shag,” he asked.  “I was six, my foster dad was fondling me each night under the sheets when he read my bed time story, I wanted a bicycle, so we struck a deal, he got some cream and we managed to get it in, I got a bike, it was a symbiotic relationship” she told him as she reached across to squeeze the bulge in his pants.

Dave’s reply came back:

Will talk to friends but think it unlikely that they would pay more than 750 for what you propose but the photography might help.  Can you send sample photos of girls so I can show friends what they’re paying for?

“Wow 750, that’s 375 for me that’s OK isn’t it,” she suggested.   “I’ll see if I can push him up but I need to speak to Maureen and her kids to make sure their up for it,” he told her.

“I’m going to lay on my bed and have a wank, wanna watch?” she asked.

“I’ll make some coffee,” he said trying to avoid her.

Harry took her coffee to the bedroom. She knew he could have left it in the lounge.  Biting her bottom lip she smiled at him as she frigged her hole.   “Fuck me,” she said lifting her hips from the bed to give him a clear view of her sex.  “I will not but I will show you that it’s not because I don’t want to,” he said.   Pulling his erection from out of his pants he squoze the shaft pushing the pre-cum up and out of his piss slit.  “See what you’re doing to me, are you happy now,” he told her.  The sight of his dick spewing out pre-cum hit Heather deep in her vagina.  “Let me taste,” she pleaded.  Scooping it up on his finger he brought it to her mouth.  “Hmmm,” she moaned as she hungrily lapped up the salty goo.  Eyes closed, she held his finger in her mouth sucking on it like it was his dick whilst she brought her orgasm to climax.  Orgasm over, her eyes flickered open, “I imagined I was sucking your dick,” she told him.   “You’re a very dirty girl,” Harry told her and playfully slapping her leg, he left her before he lost his self control. 

“Call Maureen and tell her what we’re arranging,” he told her as he left.

Harry tried to get some work done on his book but it was difficult to concentrate with Heather hovering and his mind wondering around the possibilities he might have coming to him.

Susie came home at lunch time and he explained to her what he’d arranged and that he would be visiting Maureen to speak to her kids that evening.  Susie was becoming increasingly concerned about Harry’s involvement with Heather and had spent the biggest hart of her day trying to manipulate the allocation book to get Heather into the hostel and out of her house as quickly as possible.

After picking up the children from school and taking them home Harry did some shopping before going to Maureen’s place.  He’d bought a new Barbie doll with a couple of outfits for April and he’d bought some clothing for June, the sort of stuff you see the teenage teasers wearing, boob tube and small skirt, he also bought a couple of pair of skimpy thong panties.  Although Harry was a white cotton knickers man he hoped the clothing would please her and make her feel sexy.  He’d also picked up a couple of bottles of wine, a bottle of vodka and some fresh orange juice!!

Arriving at Maureen’s he was met at the door by April.  Seeing him holding the packages she skipped up and down with excitement.  “And who’s this pretty young lady?” asked Harry referring to June who was sat in her school uniform watching TV.  Like April, she looked like she could do with a good bath and an hour with the hairdresser.  April clung onto Harry’s finger skipping up and down.  June looked on, her mouth agape and a vacant expression on her face.  She had the same dishevelled mousy hair, quite a pretty face but the gormless expression didn’t help, she smiled revealing teeth that would have benefited from a brace.  Her dirty white school shirt hid anything that might be budding beneath.  Her school skirt hinted at the possibility of a full buttock.  “This is June,” Maureen introduced.  Harry held his hand out to her, “that’s a pretty name, how old are you June?” he asked her.  “Nearly eleven,” she replied.  “I don’t believe you, you must be at least thirteen,” he told her.  She blushed.

“I hope you don’t mind Maureen but I’ve brought some gifts for the girls,” he told her.  He handed the girls a package each.  “I’ve also brought us something to drink whilst we chat,” he told Maureen handing over the booze.  

“I’ll have a glass of red, get you and the kids what ever they’d like,” he told her.  

“Yes, yes, yes,” cried April skipping up and down with her new dolly.  “Do I get a thank you kiss?” asked Harry.  April threw her arms around him and closed mouthed, she kissed his lips as hard as she could.  Harry cupped her 4 year old bum cheeks; kneading them he savoured their softness as she kissed him.

June examined the clothing.  “I’m sorry June, I didn’t know what to buy for big girls, so I took a guess,” he told her.  “Can I try them on mom please?” she asked.  

With one eye on June stripping off her school uniform to try on her knew clothes, Harry chatted to Maureen.  

“Heather told you that I’ve spoken to Dave and what we propose, so what do you think?” he asked her.  “How much will we get?” she asked.  “I’m still negotiating but minimum 375 and I’ll try and push him to 500,” he told her.

June naked chest revealed a pair of bee sting nipples, they were on the very edge of starting to grow. 

“500 between us?” she asked.  “No that’ll be 500 each but exactly how much we get depends on what the girls will do that’s why I’m here,” he told her. “Wow 500 each, that’s excellent,” she said quaffing her drink in celebration.  

Maureen topped up her glass giving Harry’s head time to look at June who was just slipping out of her shabby white cotton school knickers.  Stood up straight, arms aloft to slide into her boob tube, she gave Harry a full frontal of her pussy.  It had started to take the shape of a mature pussy. The baby fat had gone and she looked like she had just a hint of pubic hair.  

“Like I said Maureen I need to know what the girls are prepared to do, I have already ruled out anything which I thought might distress them, there will be no repeat of what happened last time,” he told her.  “What kind of stuff do they want?” she asked.  

June pulled on the thong panties.  Tucking the thong between her butt cheeks she twisted and turned trying to look at herself.   All she needed was some deep red lipstick and she would not have looked out of place on the street corner.   

“Is June a virgin?” he asked her.  Maureen laughed.  “No, her dad was inside her belly before she was out of nappies,” she told him.  “Her dad, that was your late husband,” he asked.  “Well no, he wasn’t my husband, in fact he was my dad,” she told him.  “Has June had intercourse with a man?” he asked.  “Only her dad and maybe his mates from the pub,” she told him.  “Did she do any other stuff with her dad?” he asked.  “Oh yes, he couldn’t keep his hands of both of them, but April was too small at the time, he tried to get it in her but he was too big, she sucked him, they’ve both sucked him off and I think he also fucked June’s arse; June did daddy ever put his willie up your back bottom hole?” she asked.  June looked at Harry.  “It’s OK, to talk in front of uncle Harry,” she told the girl.  June nodded her head.

“Can I talk to you please June?” asked Harry extending her his hand.  June stepped forward.  Holding her hand he stroked her cheek, “you are a very pretty girl, you should be a princess,” he told her.  The gullible 10 year old blushed.   “Mommy needs some money to buy you all nice things and you and I are going to help her is that OK?” he asked her.  She nodded her head.  “I want you to meet some nice men who want to stroke your front bottom hole, will that be OK sweetie,” he asked her.  June looked at her mom who was just finishing her third V and O.  “You do whatever uncle Harry tells you to do,” Maureen instructed as she went to fill her glass.  Sliding his hand under June’s dress, “I wish you were my little girl to love, I’ll bet your daddy loved you a lot,” he told her as his hand reached the thin silky material of her thong.  Stroking her crotch, “do you like the clothes I bought for you?” he asked as he slid his finger inside her panties.  She nodded her head.  Finding the damp heat of her hole with his the tips of his finger he traced around the entrance.  “Did your daddy’s willie fit inside your front bottom hole?” he asked.  Biting her bottom lip she nodded her head.  “And did it fit inside your back bottom hole?” he asked.  She nodded again.  “Good girl, I can see we’re going to be good friends,” he told her.  

“Maureen, I need to take a photo each of the girls do you think they might take a bath first?” he asked.  “June, take your sister and get a bath,” snapped Maureen like a sergeant major. “I’ll go with them to make sure they’re alright,” Harry suggested.  Maureen was happy to be left alone with the friend from Russia!

The girls collected their toiletries.  Taking their hands, “come girls show me where the bathroom is,” he told them.

The two children led him down the hallway to a bathroom that served the bed-sits on that floor.

The bathroom was large room with a large cast iron bath.  

Filling the tub with tepid water, “OK girls, be careful to fold your clothes nicely,” he told them.  Harry watched as the two girls undressed.  The results of their father being their grandfather was clear.  They had the IQ of a turnip.  They were pleasant little girls but they were never going to get past the concrete thinking stage.

June lifted little April into the water.  Harry got a close up look at June’s pussy and she did have a couple of straggly pubic hairs.  He also noted her full round bum cheeks.  

Washing April’s chest, “did your daddy put his willie in your botty hole sweetie,” he asked.  “He tried but she was too little,” said June.  Harry though to himself, was that the first time June had spoken?  “She sucked his willie,” she told him.  “Did you make your daddy feel good by sucking his wille sweetie?” he asked.  “Yes he gave me sweeties if I didn’t spill any of his juice,” she told him.  “What did you like best,” he asked her.  “I liked it best when he licked my botty holes,” she told him.  “Your daddy was a very lucky man, I wish I could lick your botty holes,” he told her. “You can if you want to,” she told him.  Sliding his hand down her chest he found her podgy fat pussy.

“Your front bottom is so soft it feels like silk,” he told her as he fondled her immature pussy.  “That tickles,” she said giggling.  “And what did you like doing best sweetie,” he said to June.  “I also liked it when he licked me,” she told him.  “Did it hurt when he put his willie in your botty holes sweetie,” he asked her.  “When I was little, but then I got used to it,” she told him.  “I wish I could put my willie in your botty hole,” he told her.  “You can try if you want to,” she told him.  Pulling his erection out, “is that too big?” he asked her.  “No that should be OK,” she told him.  “Tell you what we’ll do, you show me how you used to suck your daddy’s willie and then I’ll see if it will fit in June’s botty holes,” he said to April.           
  
Supporting himself with an arm on the opposite wall, Harry leant over the bath bringing his dick to Aprils face.  Taking hold of his shaft with both her little hands she fed the monster into her mouth.  Wanting to impress Harry, she sucked on his dick like her life depended on it.  He immediately felt her little pink worm rasping the underside of his knob.  “That feels so good baby, you are such a good girl,” he told her.  With a hand on the back of her head Harry looked down on the obscene sight of her little baby head sucking greedily on his knob.   Worried he’d blow his load before he sampled the ten year old, Harry pulled his dick from April’s little pink orifice.  “I can see I’m going to have to buy you some more dollies,” he told the very pleased with herself four year old.    

“OK, I think your both clean enough,” he told them.  Lifting April from the tub, he wrapped her in a towel.  “You know I got a kiss off April for the present I brought but I didn’t get a kiss from June,” Harry announced.  June blushed.  

Sitting on the toilet seat, “do I get my kiss,’ he asked her.  Wrapped in the bath towel, June stood between his legs.  With her eyes closed she presented her mouth to him.  Lips slightly apart they met.  June’s dad had taught her to kiss.  With one hand cupping the soft round globes of her bum cheeks and the other cupping her crotch Harry kissed her like an adult lover.  Their tongues explored the inside of each others mouths as Harry slid his finger inside her surprisingly well lubed tube.  Little mews and moans snuck out of their kissing lips as he carefully worked his finger up her tube.  Harry was surprised and delighted by such a wonderful kiss.  Breaking off the kiss, with his finger still inside her, “sweetheart, that’s the best kiss I’ve ever had in my life,’ he told the blushing ten year old.  June looked down between them, Harry’s dick was throbbing and his finger was deep inside her cunt.  “Can we see if it fits in your botty hole?” he asked.  

June turned round and removing her towel, she backed up to sit on his dick. Harry held the shaft presenting his knob end at her back door.  With his knob end centred on her anus June lowered her weight.  Harry’s shaft bent as her tight little sphincter successfully fought the intrusion.  Standing up, “wait,” she said.  Opening up their toilet bag she took out a jar of Vaseline.  Handing him the jar, “you need to put some of this on my bum,” she told him.

Bending over the sink at the side of the toilet, she presented her bottom to him.  April watched as Harry parted June’s bum cheeks to expose her newly washed little pink rosebud botty hole and her moist little cunnie hole.  Harry spent a few seconds surveying the delights before him before burying his head between her cheeks.  He lapped up her slit across her cunnie and botty holes.  Presenting the firmest tongue muscle he could muster, he pushed hard at her back door.  June moaned, April giggled.  Of course there was no way his tongue was firm enough to squeeze past her sphincter but that didn’t deter him from trying!  Returning to her cunnie, he found better results when his tongue successfully wormed it’s way inside.  June moaned as his tongue expertly worked at her G spots.  Rasping at her clit and diving down her hole Harry worked at the girls pleasure domes causing her to glow as warm satisfying tingles ebbed and flowed through her body.

April could see from her sister’s face that she was getting those tingles that daddy used to give them.  “Me, it’s my turn now, what about me,” she complained.    Not missing a beat Harry stretched his tongue until it ached trying to get deeper inside June’s deliciously wet snatch.  June hadn’t felt so good since before her dad died.  She’d played with herself and she and April had licked each other but Harry’s tongue was just like daddies, it knew where to go and what to do.  Her white knuckles gripped the sink as her orgasm rose to a peak.  Harry could feel her pussy muscles throbbing as her orgasm neared climax.  ”Oh, yes,” she gasped. “Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh,” she gasped again each time his tongue sunk in. 

The blood returned to her knuckles as her orgasm subsided and her grip relaxed.  Coming up for air Harry surveyed the scene.  Right before his eyes, luscious little girl sex holes just on the edge of flowering he thought.   Scooping up some Vaseline on his finger he pressed it against her back door.  His finger slid in easily right up to the knuckle.  June gasped again as she felt the object slide up her bum hole.  Harry’s finger surveyed the inside of her colon sending pictures of a hot, dark, sticky place back to his brain.  He massaged the Vaseline in and around her hole before applying some to his dick.

Holding her butt cheeks he eased her back to sit in his erection.  Lining up to her back door, she lowered herself onto him.  His dick slid effortlessly up inside her rectum until she was sat on his pubic bone.  “How’s that feel, does it hurt sweetie?” he asked.  “No it doesn’t hurt but just wait a few seconds ‘till I get used to it,” she told him.

They sat there for about thirty seconds, Harry’s dick throbbing inside the ten year olds poop shoot.  June shuffled her bottom to get a feel for just how stretched she was.  Noting that Harry’s dick was about the same size as her dad’s, she knew it would be OK but wasn’t sure as it had been a year since she’d had a dick up her arse. 

Harry felt his knob end rubbing against the walls of her colon as his dick pivoted on her sphincter.  Balls deep inside June’s ten year old rectum, Harry was in sensory overload.  June lifted her legs over his and lay back.  Reaching over her, Harry’s right hand cupped her pussy, his finger up her tube whilst his left hand explored the little buds on her chest.

April felt compelled to press her finger on the tingles in her front bottom as she watched Harry fuck her sister’s arse.   

Pulling on June’s pussy, Harry was able to effect movements of about 2 inches sliding up and down her colon.  “That feels so good sweetheart,” he whispered in her ear.   June’s head fell sideways presenting her lips to his.  She wanted to be kissed.  She’d had no love or affection since her dad died.  She was insecure and lonely.  She needed to be held and loved.  Tracing his tongue along her lips, Harry savoured her innocence.  Her little tongue came out to touch his.  He sensed her hunger for his kisses.  “You’re such a good girl,” he told her as his dick throbbed deep in her colon.  “Are you going to be our new daddy,” she asked him hoping he’d say yes.  “I’d love to be your daddy sweetheart but I am someone else’s daddy, I can be your uncle, uncles love their little girls just like daddy’s he told her.  She smiled at him.  “How does your bum feel sweetie,” he asked as he worked deep inside her.  “It feels nice, it feels full, I can feel it throbbing, are you going to cum inside me, shall I tell you when I feel you cuming?” she asked.  That was all Harry could take, never had he fucked a sweeter arse.  “There it is, I can feel it,” she said as her colon filled with his seed.  “There it goes again,” she cried as she felt more of his hot goo being pumped up her arse.   June’s rectum drained Harry’s nuts of their load.  Her sphincter squoze the last dribbles from his shaft.  

They sat there.  Harry drained, June exploring the feelings in her bum.  Holding her waist Harry eased her up off his manhood.  He watched as more and more of his dick came out of her bum hole until rim of his knob end temporarily hung onto her sphincter before being ejected.  A glob of goo dripped from her recovering bum hole. 

“Me next, do me next,” shouted the naïve four year old.  Picking April up and sitting her on his knee he kissed her cheek.  Stroking the slit of her podgy baby pussy, “do you want uncle Harry to put his pee pee in your botty hole?” he asked her.  She nodded her head coyly.  “Do you think it will fit?” he asked.  She shrugged her shoulders.  “Maybe we can try later,” he suggested.

Wrapped in their towels, carrying their clothes the children made their way back to their room.

Maureen had nodded off next to the three quarter empty bottle of vodka.  “Do what you daddy tells you, I mean Harry tells you,” she grunted, her speech heavily slurred, before slipping back into her coma.  

Pouring them both a drink of orange and himself a glass of wine, “are you kids hungry,” asked Harry realising that mom wouldn’t be cooking tonight.  “Yes,” “Yes me too,” they cried.  “Do you like pizza,” he asked as though there might be a kid somewhere in the word that didn’t like pizza.  “Yes, yummy, pizza,” cried April.  Harry telephoned for a pizza delivery.  “Let me look at you girls,” he told them pulling the towels from their bodies.  “You are two of the prettiest sisters I’ve ever seen, “ he told them as he ogled their naked bodies.

“So Heather this weekend I will take you to an hotel where you will meet five very nice men, they will want to love you like your daddy did and they will want you to love them, will that be OK?” he asked.  “Will you be there?” she asked.  Holding her hand, “I will, you will never be out of my sight and if you don’t want to do any more just tell me and I’ll take you home right away,” he told her.  Smiling she nodded.  “And will you be able to suck their willies and make them squirt?” he asked.  She nodded.  “And will you let one or two of them put his willie in your botty holes?” he asked.  She nodded again.  “And, will you be able to wee on them if they want you to do that?” he asked.  She nodded again.  “Did you play pee pee games with your daddy?” he asked.  June nodded.  “Which game did you play,” he asked.  “He liked to wee on me; sometimes he shouted at me if I closed my mouth,” she told him.  “I won’t let anybody wee on you sweetheart, this time you get to wee on them, will that be OK?” he asked.  Smiling, she nodded enthusiastically.  

“And how about little April, I have a friend for you, her name is Becky, she’s five, do you think you and Becky will be able to suck their willies and make them squirt?” he asked.  “Will I get sweeties?” she asked.  “You will get all the sweeties you can eat,” he told her.  “Goodee, goodee,” she shouted skipping up and down.

“Let’s have a look how big that pee pee hole is shall we,” he said to her lifting her onto the bed.  Lifting her legs over her head he exposed her sex holes.  Her pussy slit was a deep gash in the podgy baby fat of her cuntlet.  Her little pink rosebud sphincter looked impossible tight.  “You have the prettiest little botty holes,” he told her.  Nuzzling his nose into her slit he kissed her cunnie hole before sliding his tongue in and lapping up her immature sex juices.  “That tickles,” she giggled.  Rasping away at her sex Harry ate hungrily at the miniature but perfectly formed cuntlet.  Harry raised his head to take a look at her perfection, “don’t stop, do it again,” the little tyke demanded.  Harry breathed in her scent.  It was heavily masked by her recent bath but her little girl juices had started to trickle through bringing with it the unmistakable delicate scent of little girl sex.  Harry slurped his way up from her anus to her clit and back and down into her tight little tube.  April was relishing the little tingles coming from between her legs.  She’d never managed to bring her orgasm to a climax, in fact she didn’t know orgasms climaxed she just knew she enjoyed the tingles.  

Harry slid his finger inside her impossibly tight cunnie hole.  He hit her cervix with his finger only two thirds inside her.  “Pass me that Vaseline sweetie,” he said to June.  Scooping some Vaseline on his finger he massaged it into her sphincter.  Coated with the Vaseline, his finger slid in and out of her four year old rectum quite easily but she was too small to take a dick he concluded.  Her pussy however looked like a possibility.  Pulling his erection from his pants he presented it at the entrance to her baby fuck tube.  Rubbing a mixture of pre-cum and Vaseline he worked the mixture into her hole.  “It might fit in, it looks a little smaller than dads,” said June re-evaluating her earlier appraisal.  Harry stabbed at the entrance to her vagina, penetration prevented only by the width of the rim of his helmet. 

The sight of his dick stabbing at the four year olds, brilliant white, super soft, podgy baby fat hole and the feeling of her tightness was delicious.  Wanting to impress him that she was a big girl, April strained to get him inside her.  Harry pushed that little bit harder and suddenly his knob end slipped in, her cunnie hole clamping down behind the rim of his helmet.  “Is it in, can you see it,” April shouted excitedly.  “It is in, you area big girl,” he told her.  Slowly and carefully he pushed in a little bit deeper watching her baby cunnie stretch to accommodate what, to her was a massive piece of meat.  “You are such a good girl I can see I am going to have to buy you another dolly,” he told her trying to take her mind off the discomfort as he squeezed inside her.  Her cuntlet gripped his dick and caressed every nerve ending in it.  “Squirt your juice in me, I want to feel what it’s like squirting in my front bottom,” she told him.  “OK she was no tighter than Penny and it felt no better the difference was this little tyke liked to get down deep and dirty and that turned him on.  “Here it comes sweetie,” Harry warned as his dick erupted inside her.  Harry was surprised when, for the second time in less than an hour his nuts exploded.  “It was only a dribble but twice in an hour, he’d impressed himself.  Pulling his dick from the abused sex he watched the watery semen trickle from her hole, now bright pink from abuse.

Bzzzzzzzzz, with perfect timing the pizza delivery boy was there.

Pulling up his pants Harry ran downstairs to pay him and pick up the goodies.

Sitting on the floor the three of them tucked into pizza and coke.  Harry looked at the two naked kids as they enjoyed their pizza.  A combination of dim wits and abusive parents had produced a pedo’s dream he thought.  They were clay waiting to be moulded; wanting to be moulded.  He contemplated all the different things he might explore with them.  What other stuff had they done with their dad, maybe they could teach him some tricks?  Looking at his watch, he played with the idea of playing with them some more.  His dick was flaccid.  That was the deciding factor, it would be another hour or so before he could get an erection and it would be several hours before his nuts replenished themselves.  

“OK girls, uncle Harry’s got to go now,” he told them.  Grabbing his hand, “no, don’t go, stay and play with us,” April begged.  June looked at him mournfully.  “I’m sorry sweeties but I have to go but I’ll come visit you again,” he promised.  He kissed April on her closed lips.  Turning to June, smiling he stroked her cheek, embracing him she kissed him tenderly, the tip of her little tongue tickling his.  “You should teach your sister how to kiss sweet heart, you are the best kisser I have ever had,” he told her for he second time.

“Before I go, I need to take your photo’s, will you quickly put your school uniforms on for sweet hearts,” he told them.   Harry took two individual photos of the girls looking like innocent angels.

Arriving back at Susie’s he found the girls in the pool and their mom’s sat in the garden.  Embracing Susie, he kissed her passionately trying to convince her that whatever had happened in the past few hours didn’t affect his love for her.  “Shall, I get you something to eat?” she asked him.  “No I’m fine I’ll just get myself a drink,” he told her.  “Uncle Harry, come play with us in the pool,” cried Penny.  “It’s almost bed time,” Susie shouted. 

“How was it with Maureen and her kids,” asked Heather.   “Sad,” he replied shaking his head.  “Why?” asked Susie.  “The girls are like any other little girls, they want to skip and play, their problem is that they are dim-witted, probably because their dad was also their grandfather and their mom is also dim-witted, maybe for the same reasons,” he told her.  “How were they about doing the business?” asked Heather.  “Fine, Maureen is in for the money and the kids are happy to get out of that bed-sit for a day,” he told them.  “Have you spoken to Becky yet?” he asked Heather.  “Sort of but I was hoping you’d discuss it with her,” she told him.  Biting her lip, Susie squoze Harry’s hand.  She wasn’t happy that Harry was doing this thing, it was bringing him into close contact, with two females who would kill to take him from her. 

Heather and Susie took the girls off to bed before returning for their nightly joint.  “You know this is the longest I’ve gone without feeling the need for something harder,” remarked Heather.  “Good for you, there’s nothing less attractive than a drug addict,” Harry told her.  Still fretting, Susie snuggled into his side.

Later that night, in bed together with Penny between them, “I’m worried,” said Susie as she gently massaged his dick to a reluctant erection.  Stroking her cheek, “what are you worried about,” he asked her.  “I’m worried I might lose you,” she told him.  “You think I’d leave you for a drug addict or a dim-wit,” he said.  “But you might think their girls are more attractive than mine or maybe their girls will do stuff that my girls don’t, I’m sure Penny will do anything for you, she’ll do this thing with Becky and Maureen’s kids if you want her to” she told him.  “Sweet heart I would never allow my little girl to be touched my another man, I understand your concern and it troubles me to see you worrying, I am constantly trying to reassure you and give you confidence in my commitment to you and our children, please believe me when I tell you that as far as I am concerned the four of us are a family, my family and I will fight to keep us together always,” he told her.

Reassured they drifted off to sleep, Penny between them her soft bum cheeks snuggled into Harry’s crotch.    

TO BE CONTINUED