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   NextDoor.txt
   My New Nextdoor Neighbors
   Mg+ MF MFg Cons, Rom, Pett, Extr Pedo, Pedo, Oral, Anal, Showers, Piv,
1st, Inc
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   New neighbors are always fun to have around.  I never expected to have
two little girls around me THAT closely.
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   They were finally gone!  After living there for two years, my
not-so-welcome next door neighbors were finally moving out.
   It wasn't so much the parents, as the prick they called their son. 
Sixteen years old and full of every kind of mischief and trouble that could
be packed into a young man's body.  Man was I glad to see HIM go!
   Now maybe I could rest a little easier when I was at work, his antics no
longer making me think he might burn my house down while I was away. 
Nothing like a twenty five year old worrying about his first major real
estate investment, the bank owning FAR more than I did.
   Now that the 'Sold' sign had come down and the new neighbors were
starting to move in, I felt a certain apprehension, similar to that feeling
just before a blind date.  I hated and loved it at the same time.
   They are a cute couple, with two little girls.  The older girl looked
about eight or nine and the younger one about five or six.  This wasn't
going to be so bad, I thought.  No more toilet paper in my trees, no more
bags of flaming shit on my front door in the middle of the night.  The most
those two little darlings would be able to muster would most likely be
crying fits and temper tantrums.
   After two weeks, I finally got up the nerve to introduce myself.  It
wasn't like I was the neighborhood Welcome Wagon since I didn't really
socialize that much with the rest of the families on the street.  Most of
them had their own lives to live and nobody was interested in a
semi-retired dweeb.  I know I could have moved to a nicer area of town, but
I liked my house just like it was and the taxes weren't that bad either. 
Why move, I thought?
   "My name is Martin Bricker" I said as she held out her hand.  She looked
very nice in her obviously stylish clothes and well trimmed body.
   "Nice to meet you.  I'm Marcia and this is Robert." He looked like a
real hot shot with his monogrammed shirt and creased slacks.  I bet his
shoes were Italian, even if they were probably purchased second hand.
   "Hello Marcia, Robert.  I thought it was about time that I came by and
introduced myself."
   Then I heard a soft voice in the background call out "Mommy, I have to
go pee!" Guess this wasn't something that you normally expect to hear when
being introduced to your new neighbors, so I chalked it up to family life
and let it go.
   "If this is a bad time, I can come back some other time?"
   Always give them an escape, I thought.
   "No, that's okay" said Robert as Marcia turned and walked around the
corner to attend to her young charge.  "This goes on all day.  Come on in."
   After about ten minutes of introductory conversation with Robert, Marcia
finally returned with her two little ones and sat down next to Robert on
the couch and joined in.  Then I was visually introduced to my real
interest, Kelly, seven, and Amanda, five.
   Knowing to keep my focus on the adults, I maintained a relatively steady
drone about all the local hangouts, restaurants and grocery stores that had
the best stuff.  I still couldn't take my eyes off of either of those two
gems, each of them watching me with equal curiosity.
   Kelly was a real dream!  Her eyes were big and green, her hair dark and
in a Pixie cut, her little chubbie body looking soft and inviting and her
legs were full and smooth.  She wore a typical little girl dress, fairly
short, allowing me to see her bum whenever she bent over and then her Care
Bear patterned panty front when she lifted her arms or turned quickly.
   Amanda was trying desperately to escape her mother's grasp and finally
made it to the floor, bare feet, little white panties and that same pink
top I'd seen earlier.  She was almost a mirror image of Kelly, except two
years younger.
   As the conversation continued, I noticed Kelly making her way closer and
closer to me at the couch, somewhat shyly.  Then she started.
   "What's your name?"
   Robert stopped talking to see what I was going to do, so I responded
looking right at her beautiful eyes.
   "My name is Mr.  Martin, Honey."
   "Would you like to see my room?"
   It was obvious she wasn't really that shy, so I pretended not to be
embarrassed.
   "If your Mommy and Daddy say it's okay, then maybe SOME-day."
   I tried not to look at her too intently, just in case her parents
suddenly gained the miraculous ability to read minds.  Not only did I want
to see her room, I wanted to see her delicately splayed out on her bed
wearing nothing but a smile.  Yeah, right!  The chances of THAT happening
are less than me sprouting wings and suddenly flying to Atlanta.  As she
grew closer and finally put her hands on my left knee, I leaned forward and
softly whsipered to her.
   "Maybe we can talk later, but right now your Mommy and Daddy might want
you to wait until they're done talking, okay Kelly?"
   Marcia piped in immediately.
   "It's okay, Martin.  Kelly and Amanda are always the center of attention
and we usually let them do pretty much what they please."
   Disgustingly naughty thoughts immediately raced through my mind,
imagining Kelly in black leather with little spiked heels and a short whip
in her hand giving a masked man a real spanking.  Talk about perverted! 
Where the heck did that come from?  I suppose it's from my wanton lust for
a little girl to do some really bad things to me.  I guess that's why I
never got married.  Too much desire for sex and very little direct hands-on
experience.
   My pedophilic feelings for little Kelly were beginning to well up in me
like a slow rumbling volcano.  Better start talking about something
intelligent or I'm going to be thrown in jail this afternoon.
   After a few more minutes talking to her parents, Kelly pushed her way
between my knees and up to my thighs facing me and started to rock back and
forth as if she were on a swing.  What an incredible feeling!  Her little
innocent hands grabbing the underside of my thighs as she rested her weight
on the tops of my legs.  A couple of times, she rocked forward far enough
to bump into my already throbbing rod, but as little girls do, she really
wasn't intent on an early sex education lesson; she was just innocently
playing like the little girl she was.
   Her parents continued their conversation with me, not seeming to be
alarmed by her proximity to their little girl's soon to be unleashed best
buddy.  I also tried to be nonchalant, occasionally holding her arms or
shoulders as she rocked back and forth.  Within a few more minutes, she was
straining to climb into my lap.  After looking at both her parents in turn
to gain permission, I reached down and picked her up from her waist, her
little dress daintily uncovering her panties as she thrust her arms upward
to my neck.  Trying to take advantage of any opportunity to see Heaven up
close, I reached just a bit lower than I should have and proceeded to raise
her dress even higher as I picked her up.
   Success!
   As she plopped down into my now hardened lap, her little dress was high
enough for me to see all the way up to her uncovered tummy.  Trying to
display the actions of a perfect gentleman, I delicately tugged on her
frock to vainly attempt to undo what I had just accomplished.  Having
placed her sideways on my lap, I could now see her chubby legs up close and
feel their silky smoothness as she tugged and played with my right hand on
her lap.  Without knowing WHY she liked to do it, she kept working my hand
up and down the front of her thighs, sometimes along her left and then
between both legs.  With just a little influence on my part, I was able to
touch her panty covered jewel once or twice as she played with my hand
without anyone finding out or Kelly becoming alarmed.
   Beginning to feel a little self conscious, I had to ask her parents what
my mind couldn't comprehend.
   "Does she always make friends so quickly and easily?"
   Marcia quickly piped up with a smile on her face.
   "No, actually, you're the first adult male outside our family that she's
had a chance to be near since we moved in.  We're very protective of both
girls and limit their exposure to a select few.  We're a little surprised
ourselves.  She doesn't normally try to talk with strangers or play with
newly introduced neighbors unless we allow her to."
   As I swallowed my tongue, I felt a hole begin to form in my stomach. 
Hoping to disuade their fears and attempt to gain back whatever trust I may
have lost during the last few minutes, I tried to respond with what I had
hoped might gain my favor with them.
   "If this is making you uncomfortable, maybe I should put Kelly back on
the floor?"
   I hoped I didn't have to, since I was beginning to enjoy her playing
with my hand on her legs, knowing they could see her push my hand back and
forth across her legs and under her dress.  I was fairly certain they even
saw my hand get close enough to feel her panties a few times as she pulled
my hand toward her pud.  I just knew they were going to call the sheriff
any minute.
   "Only if she's bothering you, Martin.  She can be something of a pest
when she favors someone.  Once she feels comfortable with someone, it's
real hard for them to peel her away from their laps or arms.  If she gets
to be too much, just tell her so and put her down."
   "Actually, she reminds me of one of my cousins from South Carolina. 
That little girl would latch onto me like a suction cup and I would have to
take her everywhere I went when I was visiting my folks."
   "You've taken care of children before?"
   Marcia's question was one that I had hoped for.
   "Yeah, I've spent more than my fair share changing diapers and taking
care of my relatives children."
   "How long ago was it when you last took care of them?"
   "Last summer, while on vacation."
   I hoped it was enough.  I sure didn't want to let them know that I had
almost gotten caught with a little girl's panties around her ankles and my
face plastered all over her lovely little yonni, giving her an extra
special tickle that she always liked so much, and practically begged me for
after the first time.  When she kept insisting that I tickle her in front
of other people, I knew it was time to take her outside and in the hay loft
of the old barn so we could have some time to be alone while I delved
between her plump thighs and all over her pink nubbin.
   "Well, Kelly.  It looks like you may have a new playmate." said Marcia.
   A smile slowly formed on Kelly's pink little lips as she began to
realize what her Mommy had said.  Once she fully digested the information,
she turned to me and reached out with her arms to give me a big hug around
the neck.  It felt so good!  Looking at her exposed legs for the last few
minutes didn't hurt, either.
   After a few more minutes of general conversation, I noticed Amanda
repeating Kelly's approach, first one hand on my right knee, then the
other, until she was starting to climb up onto my lap across from her
sister.  After getting just a little help from me, she managed to squeeze
between Kelly's legs, pushing them apart as she wiggled her bum to gain a
secure position.  Kelly's right knee was pushed up against my chest with
her foot resting at the top of my right thigh, revealing all of her legs
and her panties up to the waistband.  Oh, how she looked delicious!  Here
were two little beauties on my lap, once again, Kelly's legs completely
exposed and her panties showing wonderfully.  I could even see the outline
of her vulva if I looked hard enough, which of course I was doing actively!
   This didn't seem to bother Kelly, her Mom or Dad in the slightest.  In
fact, I seemed to notice Marcia relaxing a bit more, leaning closer to
Robert and commencing to caress his right ear.  At first, I thought this
looked a little strange, since I had only just met all of them an hour
before.  The more we talked, the more Marcia seemed to move closer and
closer to Robert's lap, possibly hoping to emulate her daughters' actions
with me.  Robert and Marcia would steal short glances at each other with
love and lust in their eyes and I could tell someone was going to get lucky
today.
   After a few more minutes, Marcia turned to me with a blush on her face
and asked me a rather pointed question.
   "Would you mind watching the girls for a few hours while Robert and I
spend some quality time together?  Ever since Amanda was born, we haven't
had much of a chance to coo and cuddle.  Those two on your lap are giving
us some interesting ideas."
   I could see they were starting to get more than a little horny as small
beads of sweat were beginning to form on each of their foreheads and their
hands were beginning to go places that only lovers hands were intended to
go when they were not being watched by someone other than their little
girls.
   "Not at all!" I responded.
   I had hoped I would have a chance some day of holding each of them in my
arms while I gently touched and probed their prepubescent bodies.
   "When would you like for me to take them?" (in the biblical sense, of
course!).
   "Right now!  Do you mind?" answered Robert, with a somewhat labored
tone.
   He looked as if he was going to shoot a load to the ceiling any minute.
I figured I better get out of the way just in case.
   As I started to get up, I gently picked each young lady up and set them
on the floor next to my legs.  At the same moment, Marcia sprung up and
headed to her little girls' bedroom, frantically putting some things in a
small back pack, not taking very long to collect a few odds and ends for
each of her girls.
   "Would you girls like to come over and see my house for a little while?"
I asked.  An emphatic "YES!" was the expected reply from both of them.
   Once Marcia had overstuffed the back pack with everything but the
kitchen sink, she handed it to me and drew me closer, whispering in my ear.
   "Thank you so much.  We've been looking forward to this for a while."
   She ended her appreciation with a small kiss on my cheek.  My gosh!  If
the lady of the household would do that in front of her lover, what would
these little beauties do?  I could tell Marcia and Robert hadn't had an
opportunity to bang it out on the headboard for a while, so I figured I
should do anything I could to help out.  The little girls coming to my
house wasn't a bad idea, either.
   I don't think I could have been pushed out the front door any faster. 
There were some unmistakable sounds eminating from beyond the locked door
not more than two seconds after it was closed and latched.  There were
going to be two very lucky people this afternoon, and I was one of them.
   It didn't take long for Kelly and Amanda to make themselves at home in
my house.  That felt good, as I wanted them to feel as though they could do
whatever they wanted, anytime they wanted.
   I'm glad Marcia supplied a full arsenal of supplies, since within five
minutes, I caught the distinct odor of soiled panties eminating from my
lap, the warmth of something that I really didn't want to know about and I
know 'I' didn't do it!
   "You made a poopee!" exclaimed Kelly to her sister, holding her nose
with a finger and thumb.
   "Okay!  Someone's going to get clean panties."
   I was actually looking forward to cleaning her bum and pud, not the load
of biologically hazardous materials that filled them.  As I picked Amanda
up, my mind was thrust to earlier times when I used to wash my little
cousins' after similar events.
   "Kelly, would you mind watching the TV while I take care of Amanda?"
   "No, as long as you don't take too long.  I want to sit on your lap some
more."
   She then dropped to the floor right in front of the TV as if to give a
drill sergeant twenty and folded her arms under her chin.  Her little bum
was exposed to full view as her dress found its way gleefully up to the top
of her panties.  I was torn.  How quickly did I need to call the EPA and
drag out the garden hose to wash down Amanda before tearing myself away
from that precious view?  Then the odor hit me again.
   NOW!
   On the way to the master bath, I grabbed the back pack and made my way
down the hall, hoping that the distance between the TV watching
exhibitionist and her new best buddy (me) would be enough to prevent any
curious peeking and questions.  Besides, she had never even been to my
house, so there was no way she would find me back here.
   Walking through the bathroom door, I closed and locked it.  Little
Amanda was so proud of herself as the stench filled the room.  You would
have thought she had just created an art nouveau masterpiece.  Quite the
opposite, for sure.  Pulling her dress up and off, I placed her in the tub
before taking her panties off, remembering the amount of foul matter that
would possibly exude from between those beautiful little legs.  I removed
and then washed most of the mud out of her undies and safely down the
drain, urging my naked playmate to have a seat.
   Now for the good part!
   The panties were done, now time for the offending culprit.  Her eyes
were like puddles of love, staring at me with curious abandon, she never
resisted any of my actions or hesitated from following my instructions. 
What a doll!  Once I rinsed her clean with the first pre-wash cycle, I
started to soap my hands in preparation for my reward.  She stood up and
dutifully spread her little legs, just as she had done for her Mommy and
Daddy so many times before.  Little did she know that she was in the hands
of a professional pervert.  Well, not a professional, but definitely a
pervert!
   As I started stroking and caressing between her legs from both the front
and the back, she put her right hand on my shoulder and clutched my shirt
in her little hand trying desperately to steady herself in my hands. 
Within seconds, she started humming.  Not a song really, but something that
she probably heard on the radio or TV.
   "My goodness, aren't you a dirty little girl!" I stated, almost in a
harsh tone.
   My smile betrayed my tone and she slowly started to smile as well.  As
my left hand was soaping up her bum, probing and searching between her
cheeks for some illusive prize, my right hand was exploring every little
fold of skin of her tiny pud.  Being a little five year old, she expected
for an authority figure to do this, since she had just deposited a load
Fort Knox would have been proud of.
   Seeking any reason to extend this moment in Heaven as long as possible,
I started humming some stupid song I had heard somewhere.  I didn't know
what it was and I didn't care.  As long as I could keep this jewel
distracted long enough for me to keep my hands full of angelic skin.
   After what seemed like hours, I completed the final rinse cycle.
   "Okay.  Turn around and bend over and let me see if everything is all
clean back there."
   She released her right hand's grasp of my shirt, turned around and bent
over until she was practically touching her head to the tub floor.
   "Open up!"
   I gently pushed her legs apart and again, obediently, she followed every
order.
   As I bent over the edge of the tub, I thrust my face directly into her
bum, trying as hard as I could to press my nose into her little pud, and
asked a rather obvious question.
   "Do you smell clean?"
   As I was trying to inhale her very body deep into my lungs, I was
certain to place each hand on her legs, high enough to press my thumbs deep
into the folds between her legs.  Since this was not met with any
resistance whatsoever and hearing her humming gently with her head bent all
the way over, I got more brave and daring.
   With her still bent over like a shrimp ready to be eaten, I had to fully
extend my tongue as far as it would go and taste this now beautifully
cleaned area of her body.  Final rinse successful!  What a flavor she had.
Like chicken.  Not really!  But definitely like a little girl.  After about
thirty or so licks, her humming stopped.
   "My head feels funny."
   Apparently, I was spending a little too much time with her head down,
and she was feeling dizzy.
   "I'm sorry angel!  I got carried away making sure you were all clean. 
Are you better now?"
   She stood back up and turned around, giving me a full view of what I had
just been tasting.
   "I'm better now."
   As she turned around, I never completely relinquished my grasp, making
sure to reinsert my fingertips where my thumbs had been before.  Again, her
legs moved apart obediently, allowing me to not only feel inside, but SEE
all of her pink beauty from the top of her slit to the fullness of her
labia majoris.  She returned her right hand to my shoulder as I twiddled
between her legs and I started to ask silly questions about her favorite
colors, best doll, things like that.  Any attempt to maintain my fingerlock
on her gorgeous slit.
   As she started rambling, I stared straight into her eyes and moved my
right hand to the front of her mons, slowly caressed it with the back of my
fingers, extending my middle finger knuckle every once in a while gently
into her clit.  As this scene was being played out, she never seemed to be
surprised by my explorations and continued babbling nonsensically.  I would
stare into her eyes as if to drink in every word, every letter, for all
eternity and drop my gaze to that gorgeous slash every few seconds.
   I was hoping this would last forever, until . . .
   "MISTER MARTIN?"
   Kelly's voice sounded as if she were still in the TV room, so I thought
I had better wrap this little admiration session up before getting too many
questions asked.  With a few more gentle love strokes of her labia, I
grabbed her up and wrapped her in a towel.  I was through the door and down
the hall in a matter of seconds, my little sex star resting on my arm
partly covered with the towel.
   "Yes, Kelly.  What is it?"
   "I need to go pee!"
   MORE!  MORE!  This was wonderful.
   "Okay, let me put your sister down and I'll come get you, okay?"
   "Okay!"
   My experience told me that I better not take too long, since small
bladders had a way of releasing their contents if not attended to quickly
enough.  I quickly walked back into the master bath and set Amanda down on
the floor, the towel falling as I let her go.  I bent down and asked her
softly.
   "Would you be a good big girl and wait right here for me to come back
and put on your clean panties for you?"
   "Okay!"
   "Thank you sweetie!"
   I kissed her on her lips as I gently probed her one more time.
   "Be right back!"
   As I left the bath, I closed the door behind me, hoping she would stay
on the floor and out of mischief.  As I made it back to the TV room, Kelly
was standing up desperately clutching her crotch with both hands as if to
want to hold back a flood.
   "Come here, you.  Let's take care of this right now!"
   I picked her up, trying not to disturb her grasp and took her to the
hall bathroom, closing the door behind me with my foot and then setting her
down.
   "In order for me to help you go pee, you're going to have to let go of
your panties.  Can you do that without going pee too soon?"
   "I think so." was my little heart-breaker's response.
   I made certain to have the toilet seat properly set as she relinquished
her panty grasp.  I slid my hands up her dress, into the elastic of her
waistband and pulled her panties to the floor as quickly as possible.  She
stepped out of them as she had done so many times before and lifted her
dress to her chest as I picked her up at the waist, my face mere
millimeters from her fat little mons.  She dutifully spread her legs as I
sat her down on the seat, more toward the front than an adult would sit.
   Once she was firmly planted on the seat, I asked her to put her hands
behind her on the seat so she could steady herself.  As she did so, her
dress fell to her legs and covered what I was hoping to see.  Figuring I
should not miss ANY opportunity, I knelt directly in front of her, almost
touching her knees with my chest and gently spread her knees as she started
to pee.  That sound is like no other, particularly from the orifice of a
little girl.
   As I successfully spread her legs to the four and eight o'clock
positions, I gently reached up to her dress and while asking her the same
stupid questions I had asked her sister, I slowly raised it enough to
expose what I was hoping for.  She either didn't mind my looking or wasn't
really aware of my preverted interests.  She just sat there, babbling away,
slowly peeing and swinging her feet back and forth in front of me.  The
aroma was delectable, slightly pungent, slightly acrid, but definitely
desired.
   As her stream started to slow, I tried to figure out a way to get my
hand fully under her and feel the wet warmth of her emissions.  All at
once, she stopped and peered down between her legs as if to force some kind
of mental command to continue her efforts.  I grabbed a couple of squares
of tissue and then asked.
   "Did everything come out okay?"
   I raised her dress with my left hand and moved my right hand between her
legs and in direct contact with her wet vulva.  As my paper padded index
finger touched her soft puffy fold, I felt the steamy warmth of a renewed
stream caress my finger.
   "Oh my gosh!  I'm sorry!" she cried as her smile quickly faded.
   She must have thought I was going to smack her or yell at her.
   "It's okay!" I said as I maintained the contact I had just achieved, her
warm pee now coming out again with the same pressure and deliberate force
as before.
   She looked a little confused as I kept my hand there, touching her vulva
and letting her continue to douse my digits with that warm fluid.
   "I needed to make sure everything was coming out okay."
   I then tried to explain in some artificial scientific demeanor about
having to make sure my cousins similar bathroom emissions required my
specific attentions in the same manner.  She stopped again and after a few
more seconds, I dropped the wet paper, removed my hand and wiped the
wetness away with some more tissue and then collected a few more squares of
bathroom paper.
   As she was finally coming to the end of her activities on the commode,
her confused look disappeared as I looked right into her eyes, smiled, and
again pushed my hand between her legs.  I wiped and pressed against her
folds with the paper a few times and then turned my hand around and began
pressing gently against her slit with the back of my middle finger knuckle
and released the now soiled tissue into the pee and water mixture.  As I
did so, I tried desperately to continue our forced conversation so as to
maintain my hand's position.  A smile slowly grew across her face.
   Realizing that I was running out of time and maybe patience and fearing
that this might be the last time I would get to see, let alone touch this
beautiful jewel down there, I figured I should take one last opportinuty. I
rubbed the back of my hand against her vulva a few times, hoping to see
that I had completely accomplished my intended, if somewhat extended goal
by the look in her eyes.
   "Everything all dry under here?"
   As I asked her, I looked up at her eyes to see whether I had achieved
contentment or disgust.
   She smiled at me and said "You might need to wipe me one more time to be
sure I'm all dry."
   Now I'm confused.  Did she just offer her beautiful body to me for
re-examination, or was she just being sincere about being wet?  Miss a
chance like this?  NO WAY!  I again collected a few squares of tissue and
repeated the exercise, this time looking directly at her face as I VERY
SLOWLY pressed the paper against her vulva and caressed it back and forth.
   My answer was immediate and clear.  As Kelly looked straight into my
eyes, she started peeing on my hand again and let out a little squeal of
contentment as if she had gotten away with something very naughty.  My face
lit up like Times Square.  She actually wanted me to continue my bathroom
explorations.  This time, I was going to be a lot more direct and pushed my
face between her legs as I thrust my hand further into the stream.
   She couldn't have been happier.  Apparently, I was fulfilling some as
yet undiscovered fantasy that her little seven year old mind had been
dreaming up.  Not being one to disappoint, I did everything I could to make
the session last.
   After the last few dribbles left her body, I looked up at her, smiled
and asked in a very soft voice.
   "Is it safe to go back in there now?"
   "Uh-huh!"
   She nodded as she gently bit her lower lip and looked at me with a very
sexy and coy look.  A few more squares of paper later, she was genuinely
dry.  I checked!  Twice!  My index finger gently probing between her full,
fat little lips, back and forth slowly and deliberately.  Upon the
completion of my wiping responsibilities, I leaned forward some more and
gently kissed her on her bare tummy.  Her eyes closed and her smile grew.
   Once I was certain I could find no other reason to keep her there, and
remembering that Amanda was in my master bath on the floor, I knew it was
time for me to coerce this little angel to speak a verbal pact that I hoped
would be the beginning of a truly wonderful relationship as I gently
twiddled her naked cunny a little more.
   "I need to ask you something, Kelly."
   "What?"
   "Would you promise me not to tell anyone what I did right here?  If
anyone finds out that I let you pee on my hand, they will take you away
from me and then put me in jail and I would never get to see you ever
again. Now that I found you, I need to keep you close to me for a very long
time.  If anyone finds out this special game, they'll take me away."
   I was trying like hell to work on her guilt, since she was the one that
naughtily peed on my hand the first time without my permission.  I tried a
few more well chosen lines to try to convince her that this was going to be
our little secret and they seemed to be working, since she suddenly leaned
forward, thrust her arms around my neck and almost cried, saying
   "Don't go away!  I want you to play with me."
   "I want to play with you too, Honey.  That's why I need to know if you
will ever tell anyone about what we did today, even your Mommy and Daddy."
   She let go of my neck a little and leaned just far enough back to be
directly in front of my face, our lips less than an inch apart and
whispered.
   "Oh, don't worry about me.  My Mommy and Robert do lots of stuff like
this all the time, and I haven't told nobody."
   "Really?"
   "Uh-huh!"
   "I tell you what, when I put Amanda down for her nap, I want you to tell
me about the things that YOU like to do."
   "Okay!"
   I tried to focus the subject away from Mommy and Daddy and to what she
liked to do instead.  I figured, if she had a fantasy to pee on my hand,
maybe there were other things in that little mind that needed to get out.
   I finally had to extracate my hand from its desired location and lift
her off the seat.
   "Okay, pull up your dress so I can put your panties back on."
   Up it went to her chest.  One more view!  One foot.  Then, the other. 
The soft feel of her legs as I slowly pulled her panties up was exquisite.
Once they were as high as they should go, I stroked her now covered pud
with the back of my fingers back and forth a few times as she looked on. 
She was so wrapped up in my wanderings, that she never even flinched when I
leaned forward and gently kissed her pud through her panties.  I looked up
to see her smiling back at me, her mouth open and her face lit up like a
holiday tree.
   "Okay, let's check on Amanda."
   It had only been about ten minutes since I left her on the floor.  I
just hoped she wasn't getting into anything that would get ME into trouble.
   As we walked in, she was asleep on the floor, laying on the towel that I
had left her on, still naked.  As I knelt down and put my hands under her
limp body, she let out a very soft murmur, as if to indicate
acknowledgement without words.
   "Amanda, Honey?  I need for you to go pee so you can lay down for a
short nap, okay?"
   Her sleepy eyes barely opened as she said "Go pee?".
   "Yes, Honey.  Go pee!"
   Before the flood of a raging rapids started, I thought it would be a
good idea to put her up on the commode seat before her body started
following my directions.  Good thing!  Here it came!
   This time, Kelly was there to watch as I gently held Amanda's sleepy,
limp body up to complete the bathroom task.
   "Kelly, would you please push Amanda's legs apart a little bit?  I need
to see if she is doing okay."
   Kelly obliged by pushing on Amanda's knees to the approximate positions
that I had moved Kelly's.
   "Like that?" she asked.
   "Yup!  Thanks."
   She squat back a foot or so away from her sister's knees and looked
intently as I held Amanda vertical.
   "Are you going to let her pee on your hand like I did?"
   "No, Sweetie.  She's too sleepy.  I have to hold her up this time or she
will fall off the commode."
   She looked as though she was going to ask me if SHE could put her hand
under Amanda's peeing orifice, but the flood was over as quickly as it had
started.
   "Kelly, come over to the side of the commode so you can help me hold her
up.  I need to wipe her underside, okay?"
   Kelly positioned herself between the commode and the tub and put her
arms around her sister.  It was an intoxicating sight.  Little Amanda,
naked, sitting on the pot, eyes closed, legs spread apart, being held up by
her older sister.
   Vulnerable!  Just the way I like to see little girls.
   I repeated the tissue collection exercise and gently wiped her tiny,
smooth pud.  Back and forth.  Back and forth.  When I was certain that all
traces of pee had been eradicated, I pushed my left hand between her legs
and started to caress her pud in earnest, twiddling my fingers between her
tiny little folds, Kelly looking on with a smile on her face.
   "Does hers feel like mine?"
   "Kinda.  Let's put her on my bed and we can check, okay?"
   She removed her arms from her sister as I picked her up at the waist. 
Instinctively, Amanda's arms encircled my neck and we were off to the
bedroom.
   "Would you bring Amanda's things, please?" I asked Kelly.
   She was turning out to be a real helper.
   As I lay her on the bed face up, I gently spread her legs apart to again
reveal her fat little vulva, from asshole to tiny little clit.
   "Is that what I look like?"
   "Yes, it is.  Have you ever looked in a mirror at yourself down there?"
   "No."
   She had a disappointed look on her face.
   "Go over there and pick up that mirror on the nightstand.  Right there.
Okay, bring it here."
   Just then the phone rang.  IT COULDN'T BE THAT TIME YET!
   "Hello?"
   "Oh, hi Marcia."
   "No, everything is just fine.  The girls are right here with me now. 
Amanda is sleeping on my bed and Kelly is looking at herself in the
mirror." Kelly smiled.
   "SURE!  I'd be happy to!"
   "Eight thirty?"
   "Okay!"
   "We'll be back then."
   Great, it's only two fifteen right now.  That would give me a whole six
hours more to do with her daughters as I pleased!  Wow!  Those two must
really be going at it.  It's been over two hours!
   "Was that my Mommy?"
   "Yes.  She wanted to know if I would like to have you stay over a little
longer today.  Your Mommy and Daddy have some things they want to do."
   Suddenly, a naughty smile came to her face and she blushed a little,
looking down at her hands.
   "They want to do that kissy and touchy stuff again."
   She then looked back up at me.
   "I'm glad you said we could stay.  I like you a lot Mister Martin. 
You're fun to play with."
   Little did she know what was in store for the next few hours and how
much more 'playing' was going to be done.
   "Do you want to see in the mirror now?"
   "YEAH!"
   "Okay, let me pull your panties down again so you can see."
   "Can I just leave my panties off for a while.  I don't feel like wearing
them right now."
   "Sure."
   They were off and to the floor in less than a second.  She stepped
daintily out of them, one foot at a time.  She looked over to me and made a
very thoughtful request.
   "Would you help me take my dress off, too?"
   "Of course!  I would do just about anything that you asked me to."
   Her eyes suddenly widened.
   "Really?"
   Realizing how dangerous that statement was, I then tendered some
clarification.
   "We'll have to see how that works out one question at a time, okay?"
   "Okay."
   She put the mirror on the edge of the bed and stepped a little closer as
she threw her arms straight up into the air.  Wanting to cherish the moment
as long as possible, I sat back on my feet in front of her and put my hands
at the bottom edges of her dress, next to the outside of her thighs.
   "Would you mind if I didn't go real fast like I did with your panties?"
   "No."
   She dropped her arms to her sides as I very slowly started to lift her
dress.  Painfully slowly.  As I was watching her legs being uncovered, it
was as if I was looking at them for the very first time.  Soon, I could
discern the bottom of her pud starting to show.  Then more.  And more.  Her
pud was completely exposed and I continued at the same pace.  Her little
tummy started to peek out from under her dress and then her hips were
completely free.  I was torturing myself by going this slow, but I wanted
to savor every second of this little floor show I was putting on for
myself, using this little girl as my new sex star.  I think my mind went
blank as the blood was rushing to the only part of my body that was
currently in use.  After a few more moments, her precious little nipples
were bared and I wanted to scream.  I finally got her dress high enough
that she again pointed her arms to the ceiling.  Finally, it was off and I
just sat there, drinking in her body.
   She stepped back a bit and put her hands on her hips, bent her right
knee outward a bit and lifted her right foot until only her toes were
touching the floor, her heel raised about three inches off the floor.  She
looked fantastic, just like a naked little model.
   "Do you think I'm pretty?"
   "Honey, I think you are the most beautiful little girl I have ever
seen."
   No lie there!  Her smile grew so big, I thought her ears were going to
touch behind her head.  That must have really made her day!  She suddenly
wrapped her arms around my neck and almost choked me.  I wrapped my arms
around her body, caressing her bum with my right hand and holding the back
of her right leg with my left, slowly exploring between her legs higher and
higher.
   I could have held her like that for hours, but I had plans!  I let her
go, turned and picked up the mirror from its resting place, not wanting her
to miss any opportunity at her new education and any opportunity for me to
teach her.
   I moved to the side of the bed closest to Amanda and positioned myself
so I could touch her pud.
   "Come over here."
   I motioned for Kelly to stand in front of me and get closer to where
Amanda was laying.
   "Now look right here.  See this?  This is what your little bump looks
like, see?"
   I delicately caressed Amanda's clit with the tip of my right index
finger as I held the mirror under Kelly's vulva.
   "Show me!" she said.
   She took the mirror out of my hand and pushed my left hand into her
slit. She then repositioned the mirror so she could see where my finger was
pressing.
   "Right there, see?"
   It was as if she had seen the light for the first time.  Her eyes grew
wider and wider as I gently stroked her clit back and forth.
   "Can you see okay?"
   Her answer caught in her throat as she lost her breath for a moment.
   "Right here?" she asked as she used her other hand to hold my finger as
she started pressing harder.  "That tickles a little."
   "That's called pleasure and it's just one way to make little girls
happy."
   "There are other ways?"
   "Yes, but let's talk about that in a few minutes, okay?  Now, look
here."
   I started moving my right middle finger down Amanda's slit until I found
her vagina.  This education stuff was a blast!
   Kelly watched intently as she realized that soon I would be tracing the
same movements on her.
   "Okay, now spread your legs a little wider so both you and I can see."
   Her feet shifted out about six inches each.  Her legs were wide enough
apart for me to push my whole body under her, but I resisted the
temptation, at least for now.
   "Now, hold the mirror like this so I can show you this part."
   Her hand was still holding my finger as I moved further and further down
her slit, slowly pushing in between the crease of flesh that I so cherished
and adored.
   When I got to her prepubescent vagina, I delicately pushed in a little
further and she reacted by making a small "O" with her mouth.
   After a few seconds of fun, she smiled and looked right into my eyes.
   "Can you see okay Mister Martin?" she asked.
   "Yes, I can, thank you, but I would like to get a little closer.  Do you
mind?"
   I probably was pushing the permission stuff a little, but I wanted this
cherub to be mine to play with for a long time to come, so politeness was
crucial.
   Her side-to-side shaking dark hair was adequate confirmation for me to
continue.
   I shifted my face closer to her hips and began to fill my lungs with her
aroma when I realized that she was now pushing harder than I was.  She
adjusted her grip on my finger, now inside her vagina up to the second
knuckle.  I could feel her hymen at the tip of my finger and pushed no
farther.  I wanted to save that for a time when I could use another part of
my body to push past this point.
   Her eyes started to close and she started breathing a little harder as
she let my finger go.  Once I was sure she was ready for it, I started
moving my finger in and out, in and out, in and out, very cautiously at
first and then more deliberately.
   "Do you like that, Kelly?"
   "Mmmm-Hmmmm!"
   "Do you remember when I kissed your panties in the bathroom?"
   "Yes?"
   "May I kiss you right here again, this time without your panties?"
   "MMMM-HHHMMMM!"
   I let go of Amanda and with my finger still moving in and out of Kelly's
still virgin vagina, ducked my head down and gently kissed her just below
her clit.  After a few more well placed kisses, I started using my tongue
to explore her folds, further and further toward her vagina.
   She almost fell backward when I caught her.  I don't know if she was
about to faint or just was having a real good time and forgot she was
standing.
   "Let me put you on my bed so you can relax, okay?"
   I took the mirror from her hand and lay it up on my dresser.  As I
pulled my finger out of her pussy, I slowly put it in my mouth and closed
my lips around it.  Her eyes got big as dinner plates.  Once I had
completely sucked off the delicate seven year old's juices, I took her hand
and walked to the other side of the bed.  She followed my lead without any
hesitation and threw her arms up in the air toward my neck as an indication
that she wanted me to pick her up.  Of course I followed her command and
placed her about three feet from her still sleeping sister near the top of
the bed.  Man, do I love my waterbed!
   Just as I let go of her, her legs popped open like a toy popping out of
a windup box.  Now I could see both of their perfect pussies from clit to
asshole.  I got on the bed from the foot end and lay down between Kelly's
legs.  As I scoot further and further up toward Kelly, I looked at her like
the Devil incarnate.  Under different circumstances, she probably would
have run away crying.  Once I was high enough, I pressed my face gingerly
against her mons, sweeping my lips back and forth across it's smooth,
silken surface.
   Eventually, I worked my way down to her clit with my tongue and began to
gently trace out the letters of the alphabet.  I was hoping she would
realize what I was tracing, but she still had not had that much schooling
to sense the individual letters being traced along her vulva.  No matter. I
was still having fun and she was in Heaven.
   As I finally inserted my tongue into her vagina, I got the distinct
taste of little girl pee.  God, take me now, 'cause there aint gonna be a
better time than this moment!  I kept up my explorations for about twenty
minutes when I realized that I had another gorgeous little girl laying next
to Kelly, sleeping soundly enough that I most likely could finger her the
whole time I was tongue tickling her sister and she probably wouldn't wake
up until we were all done.
   In moments, my right index finger was in Amanda's pussy caressing up and
down from clit to asshole, and my left index finger was rubbing Kelly's
clit, my tongue flailing away at her vagina.  Amanda moved a little, but
not enough to force my hand out of its investigations.
   This went on for about an hour before I had to go shoot a load in the
bathroom.  As I got up, I gently reached down to my little sex slave's face
and gave her a baby kiss, no tongue.  Yet.
   Then, reaching to her chest I kissed and sucked her tiny nipple ever so
gently.  She really liked that.  Within a few moments, she was fast asleep,
naked, just like her little sister.
   Then I remembered my digital camera.  Damn!  I could have been taking
pictures this whole time!  I got it out of its storage case right next to
the computer monitor.  This camera was neat!  It would zoom in until I
could see the individual pores on the girls puds.  I must have taken 150
pictures, some close, some further away.  A bunch of pictures of their
beautiful snatches.  I even turned them both over on their tummies and took
some of their round, fat little bums.
   After about thirty minutes of letting them be my sleeping sex models, I
turned them back over onto their backs and opened their legs again, this
time as wide as I could without waking them.  Now I wanted to get some
finger fucking pictures.  I had always seen lucky guys on the net pushing
their fat fingers into small holes.  Now, I finally had my chance.  I must
have taken another 100 when the battery on the camera finally gave out. 
Stuck it back in the charger for next time.  Who knows, this could go on
for a while.
   I had to go release some of the tension I had built up, so I went to the
master bathroom.  After ten minutes of stroking and looking out the
bathroom door at my own living toys, I let go like I never had before. 
Holy Shit, BatMan!  After the blood returned to my other head, I got
everything cleaned up, picked up, straightened.
   I went back to my sleeping beauties and just lay next to them, caressing
curve after curve, fold after fold, never being quite satisfied.
   Amanda was the first to wake, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and
announcing her new requirements.
   "Gotta pee!"
   Wasting no time, I picked up her naked body and held her to me and made
my way to the bathroom.  This time, I was going to try something different.
With one hand holding Amanda and the other trying like Hell, I pulled my
jeans and shorts off.  Instead of putting her on the seat, I sat down on
the seat facing the wrong way and put her down on my lap, her legs spread
as wide as I could get them.  I positioned her vagina directly over my
pulsing rod, coming into contact only momentarily with her for the first
time, her pud and my rod.  I almost shot the back of the commode out. 
Collecting myself, I focused on her needs and didn't try to insert it
between her vulva, I just put it straight under her pussy.
   She was still very sleepy and not quite sure what was going on, so I
could pretty much do anything.  I then bent down a little and whispered
into her ear.
   "Go ahead Honey, go pee."
   Within two seconds, a warm wet feeling covered my shaft as the familiar
tinkle of little girl pee hit the water.  She never opened her eyes or
stopped peeing.  It was a feeling that I had to repeat as many times as
possible, as often as possible.  My dick swelled much more than I had
remembered only a few minutes before.  As she continued to tinkle, I ran my
right hand down her back, across her butt cheeks and under her pussy.  I
even pushed my middle finger into her vagina just to feel it come right out
of her magic hole.  I almost squirted the rest of the bathroom by doing
that, so I satisfied myself in having her pee on my fingers and prick.
   Once she was finished, I noticed that she was asleep again, sitting on
my lap.  Having just felt where it came from, I wanted to feel a little
more before I wiped her, so I pressed my middle finger deeper and deeper
into her vagina.  The familiar feel of her hymen was apparent so I stopped
going further.  Again, I would use my prick to do the deed when she was old
enough to understand that I was going to make her a full fledged woman.
   Oh, how I loved to wipe her little vulva, over and over.  I struggled,
but was able to dry both of us off and put my clothes back on, WITH ONE
HAND!
   I took her back to my bed and lay her face up near the edge away from
Kelly.  I placed her bum at the edge and propped her feet up close to her
bum and as far to the side as was comfortable, spreading her pussy open as
wide as I could get it without hurting her.
   Once she was pretty well stable, I got down on all fours and approached
her like a horny dog, trying to sniff out his favorite carnal activity. 
When my tongue finally came into contact with her slit, I knew that these
two were going to be mine forever.  I didn't care how I did it.  I was
bound and determined to make it happen.
   I licked and tickled, and licked and tickled.  I'm surprised Amanda
could take all that tongue abuse and not wake up.  I didn't care, I hadn't
ever had this much fun in my entire life and I was NOT going to miss out,
even for a minute.  After about fifteen minutes of absolute joy, she
started to stir, first arching her back and then lifting her bum off the
bed about an inch.
   When she relaxed back to the bed, she looked down at my sloppy, pussy
slobbered face and smiled.  I was sure that she really enjoyed it now.  She
never flinched, withdrew or looked shocked.  She just lay there staring at
me with a little smile on her face as I kept going up and down her slit. 
Within a few more strokes of my tongue, she grabbed the back of her legs at
the knees and pulled them up to her chest, pushing her vulva even harder
into my face.  When she did this, her labia lips seemed to puff up as if
she were a balloon.  I continued for another five minutes until her arms
and hands got tired of holding the back of her legs and she let go.
   I was getting pretty worn out, too.  My tongue felt like it had been run
over by a moving van.  Served me right!  I finally let up from my tongue
lock on Amanda's pussy and moved her back onto the bed so she could move
around comfortably.
   She was more awake now, and stated another basic biological requirement.
   "I'm hungry!"
   "Okay, Sweetie, lets clean you off one more time and get something to
eat." (Besides yours and your sisters pussies.)
   Kelly started to stir, maybe because of the word 'hungry' or 'eat'.
   I didn't want to do it, but I dressed them both, but Kelly insisted she
didn't want to wear any panties.  I told her it was okay, but not to show
Amanda too much, since she probably was going to ask a lot of questions
later.  She complied.
   Once all of their vestments, most I mean, were in place and straight and
their hair brushed neatly, we headed to the kitchen to see what I could
muster out.  Along the way the girls caught sight of my whirlpool tub in my
enclosed patio.
   "Is that a swimming pool?" Kelly asked.
   "Well, it's not a real swimming pool since it's so small, but it is for
splashing in and enjoying."
   "Can we go swimming, please?" Kelly asked in a desperate voice.
   "Well, I tell you what, after we eat dinner I'll call your Mommy and
Daddy to see if it is alright, okay?"
   "Okay" came a very disappointed response.
   Back to the kitchen we go.
   "How about spaghetti?"
   "YES!"
   That really changed their tone.  They could really yell loud!  Into the
microwave and out in five minutes, time enough for me to set out the
dishes, cutlery, drink glasses, napkins, etc.
   "What may I get you both to drink?"
   They both looked a little confused.  I then realized that they probably
didn't get a lot of sweet drinks at home, so I then a new question was
asked.
   "What about some ice cold bottled water?"
   "That's what we drink at home."
   Good answer.  Cheap too!  And I didn't need to spike their drinks with
schnappz or vodka, since it seemed that they pretty much allowed me
anything that I wanted under the right circumstances anyway.
   The dinner was going real well, except for some sauce stained clothing
and faces.  Their faces were easy to clean, the clothes required something
more than just a little water soaked napkin.  This gave me an idea!  I
would need to wash their frocks in order to return them as I had accepted
them, well ALMOST as I had accepted them.  It would be possible to do so
while they were splashing about in my whirlpool tub.  We were done with
three hours to spare.  All the dishes and utensils were rinsed and put into
the dish washer and dessert was next.  Not mine, theirs.  Now THAT was
greeted with joyful faces and hungry eyes.  I guess dessert was an
exception to the sugar and sweets rule.
   After the girls were completely satisfied with their dinner and dessert,
I posed the problem of their sauce stained outfits to them.
   "Do you think your Mommy and Daddy will be mad if you come home with
spaghetti sauce on your clothes?"
   Just like little girls the world over, they had no idea they were even
the slightest bit dirty until I mentioned it.  Kelly looked almost
despondent as she looked down at her dress, as she said this was one of her
favorites.  Amanda just looked at her pink top and said "Oooooo!"
   I did feel a little guilty, since I had not put bibs on them, so I
figured I better call and get specific instructions.  I sat on the couch
and picked up my cordless from the coffee table, Kelly and Amanda
immediately jumping on my lap.
   Ring!  Ring!  Ring!  (They must not want to answer the phone!)
   "Hello?"
   Her voice sounded as if she had just finished a 26 mile marathon.  Maybe
she had!
   "Marcia, I'm sorry to disturb you, but while the girls were eating
dinner, they got spaghetti sauce on their outfits.  Would it be okay if I
washed them before I brought the girls home?"
   Still sounding winded, she replied.
   "You are so sweet to want to do that!  Sure, that would be wonderful."
   "I've got another question.  They saw my whirlpool tub in my enclosed
patio and they have been begging me to go swimming.  Would you prefer they
wait until some other time when they have their swimsuits?"
   I hoped against it, but in order to stay in good with the girls parents,
I thought I better ask first.
   The telephone mouthpiece at the other end was cupped as I heard a
muffled Marcia ask Robert if it was okay.  She came back on.
   "You really don't have to spoil them like this, but it's okay if you
don't mind.  But only if they have been good, because if they have been
misbehaving, it would be a bad idea to treat them to your hot-tub if
they've not been good."
   Repeating yourself is a sign that the mind is distracted.  Maybe I
shouldn't tell her.
   "Actually, they've been little angels!  We've had a wonderful time
visiting and talking and having fun."
   "If you think they're little angels, then either these are not my little
terrors, or you have a very good way with them."
   Boy did I, but I wasn't about to tell their mother about it.
   "They seem to have taken a real liking to me and have been following my
instructions without hesistation or arguments.  I seem to be doing all the
right things since they arrived and I have really enjoyed them being here!
It would be okay with me, but I wanted to make sure it would be okay with
you and Robert."
   A hushed voice was heard in the background.
   "Come on, Honey.  Get off the damn phone.  I'm not finished with you
yet!"
   "ROBERT!"
   A short pause was quite evident before Marcia spoke again.
   "Martin, I don't know how to tell you this, so I'm just going to tell
you.  You and the girls can do what ever you want, as long as they don't
get hurt or something.  I'm going to trust your judgement and good sense
with whatever you want to do with them, but you have to promise me that
they will not come home crying or hurt in any way.  They can swim in the
buff if you're not offended or don't mind?"
   "Marcia, I'm flattered that you would trust me with them in my whirlpool
tub like that.  I want you and Robert to know that I would never want to
cause your girls injury, pain or mental heartache in any way, with or
without me!  They are so beautiful and intelligent, I have fallen in love
with them."
   I made it sound like I was almost crying.  I think she could tell I was
sincere.
   The mouthpiece was cupped again as she asked Robert something.  She
returned about twenty seconds later.
   "Martin, I know we just met, but I really would like to ask a big
favor."
   "Sure, what is it?"
   A short pause again as she collected her composure.
   "Would you mind if the girls spent the night at your house tonight? 
Robert and I are not quite finished yet."
   "Of course they could!  I would be happy to have them stay here.  Do
they need to get anything before they see you tomorrow?  I do have extra
toothbrushes and towels and stuff, so if it's things like that then they
will be well taken care of."
   I could hardly maintain my composure!
   "No, not really.  Would you mind if they slept with you, since I'm sure
you might not have any extra beds for little girls?"
   I hated to have to tell her the truth, but I figured if they ever came
over, they would see them anyway.
   "Well, actually, I do have three extra beds, a queen waterbed, another
queen regular mattress and a full size mattress, all in separate rooms. 
They can sleep in whichever one they want."
   "Since this is the FIRST time they're going to spend the night, let them
choose which one they'd like to sleep in, but I have to warn you; sometimes
both of them have bad dreams and we have them come sleep with us to make
them feel better.  I hope that doesn't alarm you, since most parents don't
like their kids sleeping with them."
   At least the parents that SHE knew about!  Didn't she say 'the FIRST
time they're going to spend the night'?  My rod got bigger and bigger just
thinking of all the nights the girls would be with me.  Back to the phone,
Martin!
   "I've had to share a bed with some of my cousins a number of times, both
the boys AND the girls.  As long as it is okay with you, then I don't want
you to worry about it.  I have some old t-shirts that they could wear, if
you prefer they wear something like a nighty."
   "Oh, that's not necessary, thank you.  They're not old enough yet to
need to sleep with clothes on, except for Amanda.  She doesn't make it
through the night without needing to go pee.  I hate to keep dumping on you
like this, but you'll need to check on Amanda a couple of times since she
will often wet herself during the night.  Martin, this is better than
Robert and I could have wished for.  Are you sure this isn't too much?"
   "Not at all!  I'm more than happy and honored to do it.  Besides, it
sounds like you two need some special time together."
   "I wish I could tell you, but not yet.  You three have fun and don't do
anything that I wouldn't do!"
   The phone went dead as she dropped the receiver pretty hard into it's
cradle.
   What the Hell did THAT mean?  After all, she was probably doing the
nasty with Robert a good portion of the afternoon and they BOTH knew I
could tell!  My mind was swimming with questions and all kinds of
justifications for what she was or wasn't trying to tell me.  It also
sounded like they knew HOW to do just about everything possible, based on
the sound of their voices on the phone and the tone of Marcia's voice, as
out of breath as she was.
   I hung the phone up just a little confused, but definitely not
disappointed.  I had good news for the girls!
   They both looked at me with anxious eyes as I put the phone back on the
table.  I tried to keep a straight face so I wouldn't give away the
surprise.  I put my hands on their bums as they sat on my lap, my hand
sliding under Kelly's dress as I was preparing to speak, rubbing oh so
gently on her smooth naked cheeks.
   "Okay, girls.  Your Mommy wanted to know if you two were being good and
I told her that you were."
   Their faces immediately brightened, smiling widely.
   "She also said that I should wash your clothes to get the spaghetti
sauce out."
   Kelly smiled even more, seeming to realize that she would be able to
show off her gorgeous body to me some more.
   "She also said that if you were VERY good and listened to me and did
EVERYthing that I said, she would let you go swimming with me in my
whirlpool tub."
   "WHEEEEEEEEEEE!"
   Smiling and bouncing flesh was going everywhere on my lap.  You'd have
thought I just told them that I was going to give them a lifetime supply of
unlimited credit cards.  Maybe that would come later.
   After about a minute of jumping and squealing and clapping hands, I got
their attention once more, my hands never leaving their bums, fingers
pressing and exploring the whole time.
   "There's one more thing."
   Their faces seemed to drop as if they expected some bad news or some
unpleasant requirement.
   "Your Mommy said that if you were the best little girls in the whole
world and did EVERYTHING that I said, she would let you spend the night
with me and you could sleep where-ever you wanted."
   More jumping and squealing and excitement.  I just loved being the good
guy.
   Well, you know what I mean!
   "Can we go swimming now?" Kelly asked.
   "Not just yet, honey.  First we have to get you out of those dirty
clothes and wash them.  Then we can jump in."
   Kelly's face dimmed slightly and she leaned over to my ear and cupped
her hand around it.
   "I'm not wearing any panties, remember.  You didn't want Amanda to
know."
   As she leaned back and looked at my face with a worried look, I
whispered back into her ear.
   "It's okay Sweetie.  Your Mommy said it was okay to go swimming with
nothing on, so Amanda is going to notice that you weren't wearing any
panties anyway."
   Her face returned to it's previous glowing expression.
   "Okay, let's go!"
   I removed my hands from their wanderings, reached around their bodies
and picked them both up off my lap, carrying them sideways along both hips.
As I headed toward the utility room, they both started tickling me quite
vigorously!  I almost dropped them halfway through the kitchen as they both
squirmed sideways in my arms, horizontal to the floor.  It was both painful
and pleasant at the same time.  I almost didn't want them to stop but I was
having a hard time holding onto them.
   "If you two keep that up, I'm going to tickle you all over!"
   Didn't even phase them.  Since they were both head forward as I
continued walking toward the washer, they had complete access to the front
of my body and kept up their pokes and jabs and wiggling fingers, over my
waist, stomach, legs and under my arms.  A couple of times, I felt a few
squeezes and jabs around my crotch, my rod being groped by one of these two
little 'angels'.  Maybe both.  But it was hard to tell, since I had to
remember that Amanda was only five and she couldn't possibly know about sex
yet.  I knew Kelly was curious, but didn't know how much Amanda could have
learned about it at her tender age.
   All doubt was quickly gone!  I felt little hands grabbing from her side
as well as from Kelly's.  I guess this was going to be more fun than I had
anticipated, since they seemed to know that touching and grabbing there was
normally not allowed.  I could tell from the way they giggled and squealed
and groped at the same time that they were really pushing their boundaries,
testing and learning at the same time.  I was just about to pee my pants
when we arrived at the washer.
   Down the girls went and then it was my turn.  There was enough room in
my utility room to have a small party, so I immediately proceeded to return
the tickling.  Grabbing and wiggling fingers around their waists, hips,
tummies, sides, under their chins and around their necks.  I finally
switched directions and started tickling them between their legs, starting
first at their knees and working my way up to their crotches.  At first
there was a little resistance as they seemed to know that their parents
probably didn't normally tickle them below the waist, but since I had
already touched and caressed their puffy pussies, I had established a
certain level of normalcy of my own.
   After a few more wiggles and jabs, their hands stopped pushing against
mine and they tried to reach for my crotch.  As I maintained my attack,
Kelly's dress went higher and higher, exposing her delicate mound, my
fingers always finding their fleshy mark after a few wiggles and tickles
around her legs.  Amanda started pressing my hand against her body and
spreading her legs as I poked and probed between her legs.  Even though she
was still wearing her cotton panties, I could tell she was enjoying my
fondling of her legs and protected mound.  Soon, Kelly's feet were about a
foot apart and I was probing her more intently, taking time to tickle her
legs as if to maintain an earnest tickle fight.
   After about five minutes of this, I begged for them to stop, so I could
gain my composure before wetting my pants.  I meant peeing my pants.  My
shorts were already soaked.  And the washer wasn't even on!
   Remembering that I told them earlier that they could spend the night
ONLY if they listened to everything that I said and obeyed my every
command, the attack subsided about as quickly as it started.  Each of them
looked to me for supportive acknowledgement as they leaned against my legs,
Kelly's dress still above her waist being held up by her elbows.
   At that moment, I felt a wave of utter contentment.  As if I were their
father and they had somehow graced my life with their smiles and beautiful
faces.  I felt tears start to form in my eyes as I pulled them to my chest
for a monster hug.
   "I love you two so much!  I wish you could stay with me forever and
ever."
   I choked back a couple of sobs, realizing that I most likely would never
be able to truly experience this moment with my very own daughters.
   "Mr.  Martin, don't cry!  We didn't mean to hurt you." Kelly said with a
quivering voice.
   "Don't cry Misty Martin" Amanda piped in.
   "I'm not really crying girls, I'm just very happy that you two could
come over and be with me tonight.  I'm very, very happy.  I'm not sad at
all."
   "But if you're happy, why are you crying?"
   I leaned back against the dryer and looked at each of them in turn.
   "Sometimes when people are more happy than they have ever been in their
whole lives, they just have to cry a little bit to let out some of their
happiness.  I know you don't understand, but you will in a few years."
   Their eyes started to fill with puddles of ocean spray, so I thought it
would be a good time to change the mood and resumed a short burst of
tickles and pokes around their crotches.
   That worked!  I finally got my emotions straightened out.
   "Okay, off with your clothes!"
   MY GOSH!  You'd have thought they were in a race to find out who could
get naked the fastest.  I hated to stop them, so I didn't.  Within about
400 milliseconds, they were both standing there in front of me, nekked as a
Jay bird, clothes thrown to the floor!  This was enough for any man to wish
for about 100 more years of life.
   Trying not to act too surprised or stimulated, I picked up Amanda's top
and Kelly's dress and put them in the wash.  Thinking like a traditional
homekeeper, I reached for the rest of the dirty clothes in the bin in front
of me.  Wash setting 'NORMAL', temperature setting 'COLD', soap.  That
should do it.
   I must have had a profound effect on the girls as they were hugging me
as tightly around my legs as they could.  I distinctly felt Kelly's hands
squeezing and massaging my stiff rod with her angelic hands.  Well, as
angelic as this little devil could be.
   "Okay, now that your clothes are in the wash, it's time for us to get
wet!"
   Tremendous smiles erupted from their faces as I looked down at them. 
Kelly never released her grasp.
   "It's gonna be real difficult to walk to the whirlpool tub if you two
are hanging on like that."
   They seemed to know that I didn't want them to let go, so I started
walking in an extremely exaggerated fashion, lifting my legs and hips as
high as I could to pick them up of the floor as I walked.  They thought
this was great as they started laughing and giggling the whole time.
   "Before we get in, you two need to go pee, 'cause I don't want to swim
in yellow water!"
   That brought more laughs.  Never letting go, the girls held on as I
continued my exaggerated Frankenstein-like gate to the hall bath.  When we
arrived, each of them seemed to know that I was more serious than I had let
on, so they let go of my legs and stood between me and the commode.  Amanda
was the first to thrust her arms up, motioning me to pick her up and set
her on the seat.  I complied readily.
   I set her on the front edge of the seat, just as I had the first time,
holding onto her right shoulder with my left hand and her left knee with my
right hand, deliberately pushing it away from it's perfect match about a
foot and a half.  Plenty of room to see that delicious twat and delicious
it was!  Pee and all!  Being the obedient sex toy that she was becoming,
her right knee swept to the side just as quickly as I had moved her left.
That wonderful sound erupted from the bowl once more, the aroma following
only milliseconds later.
   As she was providing this biological entertainment for me, she started
asking me questions about various stuff: Where I worked?  Who was my wife?
How long did I live here before they moved in?  Somehow, I think the act of
urinating had somehow relieved pressure on her brain, because the questions
kept coming and coming.  I answered each one in turn, with only as much
detail as was necessary at the time, since at this age, most of the
information wasn't going to be properly processed anyway.
   Done!  As I was reaching for the tissue with my right hand, Amanda beat
me to the roll and pulled off about a foot of paper.  My heart sank!  I
thought she was going to take care of this duty herself.  My bathroom
responsibilities and maybe other pleasures were going to be quelled! 
DISASTER!
   To my immediate surprise, she handed me the neatly folded drying
apparatus and looked right into my eyes as if to say 'This is your job
now'. My heart lept back into place and my rod back into position.  I
dutifully accepted my reward and proceeded to gently wipe the offending
wetness from her honey hole.  What a delight.  Front to back, back to
front, over and over.  And then I got to again verify complete success with
a gentle prodding from my nervously twitching fingers.  Absolutely no
resistance, hesistation or surprise, AT ALL!  I had finally achieved
nirvana.
   Once my five year old sex toy was finished, my seven year old sex
princess was anxious to be watched and fondled.  This time, I resisted my
temptation to receive my golden shower and I could tell that Kelly was also
a little disappointed.  I could see it in her eyes and face.  She was still
glad that I was there to carefully look between her legs and make sure that
everything in the world was okay.
   It was here that I started to notice how adorable her little breasts
looked.  Tiny cones of flesh with all the soft baby-fat still filling her
chest, ending with deep-pink points about the size of dimes, and nipples
the size of a highly used mini-pencil eraser.
   As she was providing me her musical bowl entertainment, I slid my hand
from the same shoulder position that I had held Amanda, down the front of
her chest until the back of my left hand was gently brushing her tiny
titties.  First her right side, then her left.  I got the distinct
impression that she was enjoying this as much as I was, because her
breathing grew deeper and more frequent.  Amanda was even affected as I saw
her start touching her own breasts, trying to imitate what I was doing to
her sister.  This started to concern me, since she was still at an age that
'secrets' had to be told if she was pressured.  I moved my hand back up to
her shoulder and waved my eyes toward Amanda a couple of times right in
Kelly's face.  I think she got the message and didn't seem to be too
disappointed at the discontinuance of my explorations.
   About halfway through her seated activities, she looked at me with a
funny expression, as if she was holding something back, and then it hit me:
She probably needed to pinch off a little log.  Taking the hint, I leaned
forward and whispered into her ear.
   "Do you need to go stinky?"
   She nodded.
   "Amanda, why don't you and I go look for some towels, okay?"
   A restrained smile grew on Kelly's face as I got up off the floor and
led Amanda out of the bathroom.  I turned and motioned to Kelly to see if
she would prefer the door to be closed and again, she nodded.  I just
realized how mature this little woman was and hoped that I didn't see her
grow up too soon.
   Knowing that the next bathroom event was going to need some noxious air
elimination accessories, I tapped on the bathroom door, opened it a crack
and whispered that the air freshener was just above her on the first shelf.
She covered her mouth and giggled and I exited to preserve her dignity.  At
this point, it seemed as if they had been in my house for years and I hoped
for more years to come.
   As I turned back around, I saw Amanda standing about ten feet away down
the hall, hands on her hips in a display of total disgust.  She was
apparently expecting me to follow her somewhere and I was still hanging out
at the loo.  Oops!
   "Sorry Babydoll.  I just needed to make sure that Kelly knew where the
air freshener was."
   "I SHE DOING A STINKY?"
   How delicately she put that.
   "Yes, Honey, she is."
   "I'm not going back in there!"
   She immediately covered her nose and walked backward a couple of steps.
   "Come on, now.  Remember when I was rinsing out your panties earlier
today?  That wasn't exactly a basket of roses you know!"
   I stood there with my hands on my hips and turned my head as if I were
some cartoon character showing an aire of disgust.  My smile gave me away,
of course.
   Just as I had finished that statement, she came running toward me as if
she was going to knock me to the floor like a bowling pin.  A foot before
she reached me, I thrust my hands down and she ran right into them, arms
reaching forward.  I instantly turned her feigned anger into another
hugging opportunity.  She didn't resist at all.  We hugged for about a
minute, my hands again following the curve of her back to her bum and then
to the soft separation between her legs.  As I was touching and rubbing and
probing, she pulled away just about six inches and then kissed me on the
lips.  At first, a typical little girl kiss, but as I let her continue,
more gentle and relaxed.  Her lips didn't resist my exploration since I
felt it absolutely necessary at this moment to enter her mouth and feel her
tongue.
   My hands never really stopped their adventure as I let her stop and
start more than a half dozen kisses, each one better than the last.  She
was actually getting to be a pretty good little kisser each time.  I'm sure
with more 'practice' she would be an expert.  Once she looked like she had
enough lip-lock training, I leaned back on my feet and just looked at her,
her smile growing larger and larger as if she were receiving some sort of
award for the best kisser in the world.  I guess what surprised me with
increasing pleasure was how easily she let me fondle and grope her.
   I didn't realize it while I was kissing her, but she had slowly starting
spreading her little legs while our lips were together, knowing that I
wanted to find something down there that seemed all too magical to me. 
While I looked at her from my squatting position, she took my right hand
from her left hip and pressed it against her mound, somehow realizing that
this is where it was always supposed to be.  I couldn't resist the offer
and began slowly rubbing it back and forth along her slit until she leaned
forward a little and whispered.
   "That tickles a little."
   "Should I stop?" I asked.
   She shook her head 'no' and started to lay down on the carpet.  Before
she could sit down, the commode flushed and she huffed her disgust that we
didn't have more time to play.  I leaned forward and whispered toward her
saddened face.
   "We can do this again later.  I promise."
   "Do you mean it?"
   "Absolutely!  If I can get away with it in the whirlpool, then I'll keep
doing it there."
   I think she just realized that we hadn't even gotten there yet, as her
eyes grew wide and she immediately asked me about our drying apparatus.
   "Where are the towels?"
   "This way."
   We walked . . .  no . . .  she dragged me down the hall to what she
thought was the linen closet and started to open the door.  It was locked!
A confused look replaced her smiling face as she looked up at me for an
explanation.
   "This is the door to my safe room.  I always keep it locked during the
day in case someone starts getting too curious."
   Her face looked even more confused, and she began to get frustrated with
my too adult use of the English language.
   "This is a room that I use for safety and protection.  You can call it
my storm cellar."
   The light went on in her head, since she had obviously heard about storm
cellars before.
   "Then, where are the towels?"
   "I keep some in the patio next to the whirlpool tub."
   I think she began to realize that it was just to get us out of the
bathroom.
   "You tricked me!"
   "Actually, I think I saved us all a lot of embarrassment.  Remember what
you said about Kelly going stinky?"
   "Oh, yeah.  That's okay.  I liked what we were doing here a lot more
anyway."
   So did I.
   After enough air freshener had been expelled from it's source, Kelly
finally opened the door just enough for her head to stick out and asked me
a rather uncomfortable question.
   "Can you come help me, Mister Martin?"
   "Sure, Kelly."
   "Amanda, would you please wait in the hall?" she asked her sister.
   "Well, okay.  But don't take too long.  I was just starting to have fun
with Misty Martin."
   Funny how she still couldn't pronounce my title properly.
   Once inside, I asked her what she wanted.
   "I can't get clean back there.  I don't want to get 'ickies' into the
water.  Would you wipe me please?  I hope you're not too grossed out?"
   "It's okay, Honey.  I've done this a thousand times before, don't
worry."
   Well not quite a thousand times, at least not to REAL little girls. 
Imaginary girls?  Millions!  She got back on the commode, spread her thighs
and leaned forward on her legs, knowing that I would have to reach behind
her to finish the paperwork.  After the first attempt, I realized that a
little warm water would do the job much better.
   "Hop down and get into the tub for a minute.  It'll be much easier over
there."
   She was in the tub before I could even stand up, pushing her little butt
out toward the shower head, legs apart, leaning against the far end of the
wall with her hands.  I turned on the control and held the 'water torture'
device in my right hand, waiting for the water to get warm before I held it
to her skin.  Within a few seconds, the water was pleasant enough for a
tender asshole and I proceeded to lather up my hands with the body soap.  I
think she was beginning to get excited, because this was the first time I
was going to wash her bum, and again, it was something that only her
parents had ever done.
   I gently washed her bum free of all dark material and after rinsing her
off, began to caress her tender flesh, enjoying the softness hungrily.  My
dirty little victim then provided the impetus that I needed to continue
unabated.
   "That felt NICE.  Can you tickle me a little more?"
   "Sure!"
   I pushed my index finger up against her sphyncter and waited until she
was comfortable enough with my touch until I began to work it further
inside her tender hole.  As she pushed back to welcome my entry, I inserted
it slowly until it was inside her up to the second knuckle.  I began to
take her over the top when I turned my finger around inside her and wiggled
it back and forth feeling all of the wonderful sensations of her muscular
grasp.  Once we were both comfortable with our mutual interests, I slipped
my finger in and out of her with increasing frequency, finger fucking her
ass with the speed and determination that I usually used on my own dick.  I
don't know who was enjoying it more, but I know neither of us wanted it to
stop.
   When she started to moan and whimper under my activities, I knew I had
again lost track of time and within a few more minutes, Amanda had gotten
tired of waiting and burst into the bathroom, swinging the door all the way
open.  I removed my naughty finger as quickly as I could and tried to hide
the fact that I was fucking her big sister in the ass with my middle digit.
She was a lot more savvy than I gave her credit for.
   "Are you cleaning her too?  She must have made a BIG stinky?"
   "Amanda!" Kelly retorted.  "He's just helping me out since I couldn't
get clean enough for the swimming tub."
   I think Amanda realized just what Kelly meant, since she didn't want to
be swimming with little stinkies everywhere.
   "Okay.  Do a good job Misty Martin."
   The rinse cycle was complete and I towelled everything off nicely.  A
few places more nicely than others, of course!
   "Whirlpool Time!"
   I picked Kelly up out of the tub and placed her back on the rug on the
bathroom floor.  She was a little shakey at first, smiling up at me with a
grin wide enough that I could see all of her teeth in front, lovingly
adoring me for a brief sexual interlude.  She regained her composure
quickly enough, looked at Amanda and then back at me.
   Both girls looked like thoroughbreds in the gate, their leg muscles
twitching to hear the bell for the race to start.
   "Please walk, ladies."
   I really think they liked me calling them that, since it had it's
desired effect.  They very maturely walked naked just in front of me
straight for the whirlpool tub.
   As we entered the patio, I lowered the roll-down blinds on all the
windows, just in case a wayward eye strayed in our direction.  I then
turned on the outside flood lights to eliminate any possibility of someone
seeing shadows or miniature outlines.  I knew it was still fairly bright
outside, since it was only about six thirty, but I was planning for a nice
long, slow pleasure party.  As I took the insulating cover off the tub, a
steamy mist rose to the ceiling.
   "Wow!  That looks hot!" said Amanda.
   "No, it's just a little warm" I responded.  "Here, put your hands in."
   They both leaned over the edge of the tub, their round bums pushed out
toward me and delicately put their hands in the water.  That's when I
leaned up behind them and cupped both of their bums, softly caressing the
fullness of each cheek and then sliding my fingers up and down the length
of their creases.  I even got brave enough to slip my fingers between their
legs as they lingered over the wall of my tub, my fingers lingering just as
long between their thighs until I could feel the bottom edge of their
labias.  When they both spread their legs apart a little bit, I knew they
were enjoying the tactile attention I was bestowing.
   "That's not hot!" said Kelly.  "Can we get in now?" she asked.
   "You can, but I have to get your promise that you won't pee in there. 
If you need to go pee, I will dry you off and take you to the bathroom
myself, okay?"
   I think they both understood that they wouldn't be missing out on any
fun if I took them to go pee.  Their heads bobbed up and down in compliant
acknowledgement.
   I bent down and pushed my knees into the side of the tub and asked the
girls to use my legs as a step to get in.  Each one stepped up on my legs
with one hand on my shoulders and the other on the edge of the tub.  I was
immediately presented with a wonderous and clear view of each of their
lovely cleaved jewels as they lifted their first leg high enough to clear
the top edge of the tub.  With a little help from my expert hands, I cupped
and then lifted their bums over the edge and helped them all the way in.
   "Oooooo, this feels good!" Kelly said.
   "Okay, now stay right there.  I'm going to go put my swimming shorts
on."
   "We're not wearing anything, why do you have to?" asked Kelly.
   Good question!
   "Well, I don't think I should get in the first time without my shorts,
until your Mommy and Daddy say it's okay."
   I think for the first time in a long while, they both realized that this
evening of fun and excitement was only temporary.  Soon they would have to
go home.
   "Okay, but hurry.  I want to sit on your lap again." she replied.
   "ME too!" Amanda joined in.
   I really didn't want to wear anything either, but I thought I should try
to maintain some measure of decency for their parents, at least this time.
Man was this hard, but I had to keep trying.  Once their parents were
comfortable enough with my being with the girls in a more compromising
position, I would push the issue and gain acceptance.
   I was back in the patio in record time, the girls flopping about like
little mermaids.
   "Okay, let me in."
   They both moved to the far side and waited until I was completely in the
tub to my neck, and then they decided to attack!  Two fleshy little
mermaids pressing against my body.
   "Let me sit on this side, girls.  It's the most comfortable."
   I moved to the recliner at the left side of the tub with both of them
still attached like barnacles.  The recliner was the widest and had the
most body length of any of the seats, and that's where I loved to relax,
music blaring and well blitzed with wine coolers and mixers.
   Kelly was on my left leg with the open tub to her back; Amanda was on my
right leg, her back against the side of the tub.  This was going to be the
safest places for them since Amanda was so much smaller than Kelly.  We sat
there for a few minutes, listening to some Smooth Jazz on the radio,
playing somewhat quietly.  As they were sitting there, I could feel their
legs start pushing toward my already throbbing member, but tried not to let
them know that I noticed.
   Kelly was first, her hand gingerly sliding down her leg to my crotch. 
Once her hand met my cock, she started massaging it, squeezing it, then
releasing, squeezing, releasing.  I envisioned it being inside her vagina,
her muscles twitching and throbbing during an orgasm.  I almost let go, but
concentrated hard enough to control the urge to blast the tub full of baby
makers.
   My hands couldn't quite go all the way around their bodies for me to
twiddle their puds, so I had to satisfy myself with caressing their butt
cheeks and probing their cracks.  I still enjoyed every minute.  Kelly
realized that I couldn't reach Heaven, so she slid backwards a few inches
to expose her vulva to my probing fingers.  I whispered "Thanks, sweetie."
She looked up at me and smiled contentedly, realizing that I didn't mind
her hand exploring my manhood.
   Amanda then asked "Could you put your arm in front of me, please?"
   "Of course.  Was I starting to hurt you?"
   "No, I just wanted you to put your hands on my legs like you did
before."
   My training seems to have stuck as she was now inviting me to run my
fingers between her legs like I did in the hallway and when they were bent
over the side of the tub.
   "Would you do that for me, too, please?" asked Kelly.
   No words were needed from me as she just looked at my face and smiled,
my nod stimulating the expression.
   I repositioned my arms and hands as they tried to stay seated on my lap
with their legs splayed wide open.  I realized that this looked somewhat
uncomfortable, and asked "Would you like to lean back against my chest?  I
could then touch your 'legs' much better that way."
   "Sure!"
   "Okay!"
   They turned their backs to my chest as I lay my arms against their
breasts, my hands falling perfectly into place between their legs.  As soon
as they were completely settled, I started running my middle fingers up and
down their slits, rubbing their clits, sliding down between their plump
labia lips and into their vaginas, stopping at their puckering assholes,
and starting back up again.  This went on for about twenty minutes when the
phone rang.
   "Shit!" (Ooops!  shouldn't have said that!)
   "Sorry girls, I meant 'shoot'."
   After the third ring, my hands were dry enough to reach for the other
cordless that I kept next to the tub, after I turned off the pump and the
blower.
   "Hello?" I almost sounded scared.
   "Martin?"
   It was Marcia!
   "Hi Marcia.  Everything okay?"
   "We just wanted to check on the girls before turning in."
   I hoped they didn't want to come over right now.  Better make the offer
just in case they might be suspicious.
   "Sure!  Would you like to come and see them?"
   "Gosh, no!  Not the way I look right now.  It would take me an hour to
look decent."
   Hmmm.  They must be in the 'play acting' part of their fun.  I pictured
leather bustiers and nurse's uniforms, leather thongs and bondage straps. I
didn't hear Robert in the background, so I figured his actions were a
little 'restricted'.  Little did I know!
   "I don't hear Robert.  Is he okay?"
   "Yeah, but he's a little tied up right now."
   BINGO!  These two were really needing some time together, for sure.
   "I'm sure he's having a good time, isn't he?"
   I thought a little verbal foreplay with Marcia might be a little
tittilating.  I had no idea she would respond in kind, ABOUT HER DAUGHTERS!
   "I'm sure my girls are having just as much fun, aren't they?"
   BUSTED!  Better find a way out of this one before someone calls the
sheriff.
   "They're right here with me in my whirlpool tub.  Would you like to
speak to them?"
   Gutsy move!
   "Sure!"
   Damn!  She took the bait.  No way out now.  Crap, I was the one that
prompted her.
   "Here Kelly.  Your Mommy wants to talk to you, Honey."
   "Hi, Mommy."
   I thought if I strained hard enough, I might be able to hear Marcia.
   "Are you two having fun at Mister Martin's house?"
   "Oh, Yes, Mommy.  I haven't had this much fun since we went to Mickey
World."
   "REALLY?  That much fun, huh?  Is Mister Martin being good to you and
Amanda?  He's not hurting you at all, is he?"
   Uh-oh.  She's gotten suspicious!
   "Oh, No, Mommy.  He's been a very good boy all day.  He washed my
favorite dress, since I got sketty sauce all over the front.  And then he
helped clean me up after I made a mess on my bottom in the bathroom."
   (Crap, don't tell her that!)
   "HE DID?  Did he behave himself?  He wasn't too rough with you like your
Uncle Stevie, was he?"
   Now this is getting interesting.  Maybe there's some juicy extortion
information in these two.
   "OH NO!  I don't like Uncle Stevie any more.  He does bad things to me!"
   Her voice trembled slightly when she mentioned Uncle Stevie.  I suddenly
got mad at someone I had never met.  How could anyone hurt this little
jewel?
   "It's okay, Babydoll.  We won't go there anymore, I promise.  I'm glad
Mister Martin is making you so happy.  Robert and I have been hoping we
could find someone to help take care of you while we were busy and I think
we found the right playmate for you."
   AWESOME!  I tried desperately to hide the smile growing on my face.
   "You don't mind staying with Mister Martin tonight, do you Honey?"
   "Oh NO, Mommy.  We've been having fun all day.  I hope we have fun all
night too!"
   (CRAP!  CRAP!)
   "I told Mister Martin that you could pick where-ever you wanted to sleep
tonight, so don't be afraid to ask him if you feel scared tonight and want
to sleep with him, okay?"
   (WHOA!  I think I'm going to have a heart attack!)
   "Thanks, Mommy.  We probably will sleep with Mister Martin tonight,
since it's the first time we've slept at his house and I'm not used to his
house yet."
   "Okay, Baby.  That's fine.  Can I talk to Mandy?"
   "Here she is.  Mommy wants to talk to you, Amanda."
   "Hi, Mommy!"
   "Hi Sugar!  Kelly tells me you are having a lot of fun.  Are you
really?"
   "Oh yes, Mommy.  He's the bestest buddy I ever had."
   (My heart lept to my throat.  How could I possibly do anything to these
two?  I was starting to feel like a heel.)
   "Now listen.  I told your sister that you two could pick any place to
sleep tonight, so if you want to sleep with Kelly, go ahead.  Okay?"
   "Okay, Mommy."
   Nothing more?  No comments about how much I've been twiddling your
little jewel box?  No hints about how much I've been probing every orifice
below your waist?
   "Good night, Sweetheart.  You have fun with Mister Martin!  Give him the
phone, please."
   "Okay.  Good night Mommy!  Here Misty Martin, Mommy wants to talk to
you."
   "Yes, Mommy?"
   I couldn't resist.  I hoped she would respond in a similar manner.
   "Now you listen you naughty boy.  Mommy's gonna come over there and
spank your bare bottom if she finds out that you've been a bad boy."
   She had changed her voice to sound very immature and somewhat sexy.  My
gosh!  This lady was either very horny, or a very, very good actress!
   "Would you like Mommy to show you what she does to little boys that do
naughty things to big AND little girls?"
   At the sound of her voice, my dick got as hard as when Amanda was peeing
on it.
   I tried to play along, but I don't think I did a very good job.
   "Mommy can do what-EVER she wants.  Sometimes, I can be a VERY bad and
naughty little boy!"
   "Okay!  The next time we get the chance, I'm gonna come over there and
have you show me what you've been doing to my little girls.  Understand?"
   "Mmm-hmmm."
   "Okay, now you three have fun and I'll see you tomorrow afternoon. 
Don't bring them by until after one.  We plan to be in bed for a while. 
Good night, Martin."
   Her voice had changed back to her adult personna.
   "Good night, Mommy."
   I heard her giggle as she hung up.  Just the thought of her letting me
do all the things I did with her daughters started the wheels turning.  Not
only have I had my way with these two prepubescent darlings, I might get a
shot at their mother too!  What a day!  And it wasn't over yet.  It's just
eight fifteen.
   "Mommy said we could sleep with you, Mister Martin.  Is that okay with
you?"
   "Of course, Kelly.  But I have to warn you.  I'm probably not going to
be sleeping very much with you two beside me."
   I wasn't sure if she understood, but I thought I would see if she might
be willing to let me play with them all night.
   A smile appeared magically on her lips.  She's not as immature as her
seven year old frame would imply.
   "Does that mean you'll play with us all night?" asked Amanda.
   I wasn't sure if I should believe what she just asked me.  Was she aware
enough of my conversation with her Mommy and Kelly as it sounded?  What the
heck!  Go for it!
   "All night long!  Over and over and over."
   "Oh, goodie!" was her reply.
   These were definitely not LITTLE girls!  At that, I pulled them back
toward my chest and put my hands back in their last positions.  It felt so
good.  I'm never going to stop!  Realizing that these two were much more
knowledgeable than they let on, I figured I should test their worldliness
by slowly spreading my legs apart underneath them.
   Kelly was the first to notice and immediately started a very obvious
move to my dick.  Once she had it fully in her grasp, I noticed Amanda
starting her left hand in the same direction, just not quite as subtly. 
When she felt Kelly's hand in the way, she yelled.
   "Hey, that's not fair!  You're hogging."
   GEEZ!  Am I to be the source of a sibling rivalry?  If I knew what was
good for me, meaning, keep both of them happy enough to let me play with
both of them, I had better figure out a way to split the monster in half.
   "There's enough for both of you, girls."
   "You're not mad, Mister Martin?"
   "Of course not, Kelly.  Any man lucky enough to have two beautiful
little lovers like you two would never be mad about that.  Amanda, put your
hand in a different place, like right here."
   I moved her hand further down my shaft, still on the outside of my
shorts.  She smiled from ear to ear with excitement.
   "Would you please take off your shorts now?" asked Kelly.
   At this point, all of my inhibitions were gone and anything that they
asked me to do, I probably would.
   "Okay!  Move over so I can."
   "Goodie!" she squealed.  "Can I do it?"
   "Sure."
   They both stood at the center of the tub while I stood up.  As I did, my
now erect rod was pushing straight toward them through my shorts.
   "Wow!  It's so big!"
   "It's just big because you're so small, Honey.  There are lots of guys
that are bigger than me."
   No joke.  I would actually consider myself average, to small.  That's
most likely why I never was very interesting to most girls my age while I
was in school.  But to these two, I was a racehorse or a whale.  They'll
learn about other guys soon enough and I'll lose them to some lucky stiff.
He'll probably be the one to take their cherries when they're both ready.
   The more I thought about it, the smaller my tool got and Kelly noticed.
   "What's wrong?  Did I do something wrong?"
   "No Sweetie.  I was just thinking about all the guys you will soon meet
that will look much more handsome and be better equipped than me."
   "Oh, Mister Martin.  I will NEVER want other guys!  You're the only man
for me!"
   At that, she threw her arms toward me and wrapped me in a blanket of
pure, innocent love.  Amanda soon followed.
   "Misty Martin, please don't leave us.  We need you forever and ever."
   I felt the lump in my throat get bigger and bigger.  Kelly changed the
mood in a moment and broke their grasp.
   "Amanda, you hold that side and I'll hold this side."
   They each took hold of the sides of my shorts and started pulling them
down.  My rod regained its strength and started pulsing in my shorts.  The
girls giggled when they finally saw it.
   The level of the water was just below my crotch, so they had a clear
view of both my dick and my balls once my shorts were around my knees. 
Kelly was the one that kept sliding them to my feet as she struggled to
keep her head above water.  To help, I lifted each leg one at a time so she
could accomplish her task without drowning.  She handed them to me and
redirected her focus to my now blood engorged rod.  It may not be the
biggest one in town, but at this momemt, it was the luckiest.  They must
have stared at it for a whole five minutes before Amanda covered the tip
with her hands.  I don't think I had ever experienced a feeling like this,
these tiny little hands wrapped around the tip of my rod, gently squeezing
and rubbing.  Within a few minutes, I had to really concentrate to keep
from spraying her.
   "It feels so warm!" she said as she turned to her wide eyed sister.
   Kelly must have gotten the clue and she wrapped, or tried to wrap the
fingers of her right hand around the middle.  She then started cupping my
balls ever so gently, as if she knew she was supposed to be gentle with
them.
   "You ladies really know how to be gentle.  Thank you very much for not
squeezing too hard.  This part of a man is very, very sensitive."
   "The way you touched us down there was so soft that we knew you would
never hurt us or be too rough like Uncle Stevie is." said Kelly.
   "We don't have to talk about him right now, okay?  Let's just sit down
and have some fun.  You girls can touch me as long as you want, okay?"
   "Thanks Mister Martin.  Would you like to touch us again?"
   "Yes, I would!  Let's figure out how we can do both sitting down, okay?"
   We finally found a way for everyone to get their fair share, me in the
corner seat, each doll sitting toward me on each of my legs, their legs
spread as far apart as they could.  Since their arms were not as long as
mine, I let them determine how far away they would be.  I know I said it
earlier, but this HAD to be the best moment in my life so far!
   After about thirty or fourty minutes of this menage-a-troi, Amanda asked
"Misty Martin, would you tickle me with your mouth again?"
   "Sure Babydoll!  Come over here and let me set you on the edge of the
tub."
   I patted the widest section of the top of the tub, where the tub's
occupants were supposed to be able to sit while getting in and out.  It was
just big enough for a five or seven year old to lay down for a thorough
tongue lashing.  Kelly never lost her grip as I helped Amanda out over
Kelly's arms and onto the seat.  She practically knocked me backward into
the tub scooting toward me.
   Once she was comfortable, I rearranged her legs so I could have complete
and unrestricted access and still allow Kelly to continue playing.  Kelly
never missed a beat, she was so fascinated with my pumping meat that she
looked absolutely entranced.  I turned a little sideways to get a better
tongue-lock on Amanda's clit and practically pushed my rod into Kelly's
face, but she didn't move.
   After about five minutes of my twiddling Amanda's slit, up and down, up
and down, in and out, in and out, I felt the distinct and unmistakable
sensation of a little set of lips starting to engulf my rod.  I wanted to
blast her in the mouth right now, but I knew that would be too much, too
soon.  I let her continue as she very delicately started giving me a seven
year old's best attempt at a blow job.  At one point, I wanted to laugh
because she was not yet aware of what she was really supposed to do.  I
left her alone to experience this sex education session on her own.
   As I was nummin Amanda and was getting a blow job by Kelly, I started
moving my hands and fingers around my sex toys, exploring every fleshy
mound and crevice, slowly, deliberately, patiently.  I wanted this moment
to last forever, but knew it couldn't.  I looked at my hand during one of
it's less occupied forays and noticed the crinkled skin of someone that has
been in the water WAY too long.  I relinquished my tongue's hold of
Amanda's clit and she immediately cried.
   "NO!  Don't stop now!"
   "I'm sorry angel, but Kelly and I have been in the water too long. 
We're beginning to look like prunes."
   "I don't mind!" said Kelly as she desperately tried not to move her lips
away from their warm buddy.
   "I tell you what.  How about if we get ready for bed and we can continue
our playing in there?  First we have to take a bath together and get all
clean from top to soft little bottoms."
   I smiled as I said that, thinking I was clever for the inuendo.
   "Okay, but promise me we can do this again tomorrow!" Kelly said, in a
very matter of fact tone.
   "Okay.  Deal!"
   She kissed the end of my rod once more and leaned forward to give me a
hug.  Amanda followed her sister's idea without instruction.
   Once we were each satisfied with our love lock, we all started getting
up, Amanda first then Kelly, then me.  Towels, radio, wipe down the top of
the tub, replace the insulating cover, inside and outside lights off, DONE!
   My babies knew that I loved to watch them walk naked in front of me, as
they each carried their towels just above their bums and waited for me to
start walking behind them before they started toward the master bath.  I
guess they realized it had the largest tub in the house.  Being a garden
tub, most people would consider it huge.
   They each looked for a place to hang their towels and then stepped into
the tub ahead of me.  Amanda then said "You wash us first, then we'll wash
you."
   "That's not fair!" I said.  "I was hoping to be able to wash both of you
over and over, until you were squeeky clean.  That might take a long time!"
   "Okay, then we'll do you first, then you can wash us all over." she
replied.
   "Thank you very much Babydoll.  That's very considerate!"
   The water temperature was set properly and the girls each tried to get
the soap, with the expected result: It flew across the tub like a rocket.
Their loud squeals and giggles made me feel just wonderful.  Kelly finally
was able to tame the wayward beast and started to share it with Amanda,
each one rubbing the other's hands and soap together.  It was absolutely
precious.
   ["And now for ten minutes of delectible torture."]
   I got down on my knees so they could reach most of my body and then down
on my seat to let them do a thorough job.  They actually did very well, not
too hard, but very persistent.  The whole time I was being soaped up, I
took the opportunity to gently finger each of them.  A couple of times, I
actually was able to push a finger into their tight, puckered assholes. 
They resisted at first, as if 'someone else' had tried this without
permission.  After they let the memory pass, they relaxed just enough to
allow my digits to slide in fairly easily.  I softly and slowly pumped them
in and out a couple of times and then removed them hoping to gain
acceptance and approval.  I looked at each of them in turn for permission.
Their response was as before, they each spread their legs a little more and
moved a little closer.  Since the water was coming down in a nice steady
stream from the showerhead, I didn't worry too much about getting their
vaginas dirty with anything that my fingers might remove from their butts.
I just took extra care to clean my fingers before resuming any vaginal
probing.
   During one anal investigation, I pushed further and further, as far as I
could go, ready to withdraw if they cringed in pain or begged me to stop.
To my amazement, neither of them showed any sign of distress.  I had to
stop only after the web of my other fingers prevented any more travel. 
While I was deep inside their anus's, I wiggled my fingers and looked for a
response.  Amanda almost fell down.  Kelly just closed her eyes and licked
her lips ever so slightly.  Having enjoyed my adventure, I thought it would
be best to allow them to finish washing the most fun parts of me and I
removed my fingers, cleaning them off without them noticing anything
suspicious.
   Once they recovered and felt my tummy was clean enough, I stood all the
way up.  My rod was practically in both of their faces.  They each figured
'what's good for the goose', and started sticking their fingers between my
legs further and further back.
   "You can do that, but you know you might find something on your fingers
afterward.  Is that too gross?"
   They shook their heads in unison as the proceeded further.
   If you have never had a five AND seven year old's fingers exploring your
body, particularly down there, I will highly recommend it.  I don't care
how you do it, as long as they are willing partners.
   "Girls, stop for a moment please!" They looked surprised.  "I need to
warn you about something.  You are making me feel so good that I am about
to have a very wild experience in front of you.  Do you know what happens
when a man is going to make a baby inside a woman?"
   They looked at little confused, and then Kelly seemed to get it.
   "Are you going to shoot white stuff out of your weenie?"
   "That's right, Kelly.  How did you know?"
   "My Mommy told us that's how we were made inside of her.  She even let
us watch as Robert was doing it in the bathroom."
   "Both of you saw what he was doing?"
   "Uh-huh!"
   Amanda finally got it and started blushing.
   "Why are you blushing Babydoll?"
   "Robert looked funny when he did that.  I thought he was gonna die,
'cause he started making noises and shaking all over."
   "Actually, he was having a VERY pleasing experience.  That's why he was
making those noises.  Would you prefer that I not do that in front of you?"
   She thought for a moment and then answered.
   "Misty Martin, you've been so good to Kelly and me and been gentle and
stuff like that.  I won't mind if you want to."
   What an adult approach.
   "Okay.  I'm going to warn you just before it happens, so you don't get
any on you okay?"
   "Okay."
   "You can keep going now, girls.  Also, put one of your hands around this
and slowly push and pull it back and forth, just like that."
   It didn't take long for me to show them how to stroke my rod with their
tiny hands.  They surprisingly seemed to be very good at it without much
instruction.  Maybe it was my state of mind or just sheer exhaustion. 
Either way, I knew this was going to be one wild ride.
   Kelly was the first one to insert her finger.
   "Come on, Amanda.  It feels all warm inside."
   Amanda obediently followed her sister's instructions, as she followed
suit.  They then started wiggling their fingers like I had done to them. 
These two learn fast!  They both stopped moving their other hands until I
helped them with a gentle nudge.
   The convulsions started deep inside my abdomen, working further and
further down to my balls.  Soon, I couldn't take it anymore.  I had to
blast the back of the shower with my baby makers.
   "O - O - Okay guh, guh, girls.  Here it cuh, cuh comes!"
   I had hoped I prepared them for it.
   "Mmmm-humff, Mmmm-humff, Mmmm-humff, Mmmm-humff, Mmmm-humff, Mmmm-humff,
Mmmm-humff."
   I could almost hear it hitting the back wall over the sound of my
heartbeat, my moaning and the water running.  After the throbbing subsided,
Amanda started giggling, then Kelly joined in.  They really had a good time
watching me convulse like that.  I suddenly found it funny too, and
starting laughing almost uncontrollably.  With their fingers and hands
still where they were, we laughed and laughed.
   Having recovered my senses, I took the shower head off its holder and
washed the white gel off the back wall and down the drain, except for what
was remaining on the tip of my still pulsing member.  Kelly released her
hold of my rod and started rubbing the ooze on the tip of my dick with her
index finger.
   "Oooo, it's sticky!"
   "Let me feel!" said Amanda, as she followed her sister's lead.  "Oooo,
it is!  Misty Martin, I saw my Mommy do something to Robert after he did
that.  Would you let me try?"
   "What did she do, Honey?" still not quite back to Mother Earth.
   "She started kissing Robert right here."
   I felt the unmistakable sensation of her index finger pressing against
the tip of my rod.
   "Well, it's gonna taste pretty strange the first time you do that."
   I was hoping she would be doing it for years to come and that the
message took!
   "Go ahead, Sis" said Kelly.  "You'll like it!"
   Kelly stared intently at her sister as Amanda moved closer and closer to
the object of her curiousity.  Eventually, she had the tip of it all the
way inside her mouth as she started sucking gently.  After a few moments of
absolute bliss, she pulled it back out of her mouth with a soft 'smack'.
   "You're right!  I do!"
   "Let me do it now" said Kelly, as she nudged Amanda to the side.
   This time, Kelly was more aware of what she was supposed to do, as the
image of her sister sucking on it seemed to confirm what her Mommy was
trying to do.  After a few strokes in and out of her mouth and a few fairly
strong sucks, she started pushing her mouth further and further down the
length of my shaft.  Within a few seconds, she stopped because of her
gagging reflex and withdrew it immediately.  She looked up at me
quizzically.
   "I saw my Mommy put it all the way into her mouth.  Why can't I do
that?"
   "It takes practice Sweetheart, lots of practice.  You will eventually be
able to control that feeling you had to throw up once you do it over and
over for a long time."
   "You don't mind if we keep trying, do you?"
   "Not at all!  You can do it as often as you feel comfortable trying.  If
you swallow a bunch of times when you push it all the way inside your
mouth, it will feel a lot better.  Just remember that we have to be alone
inside my house to do it, okay?"
   "What about me, Misty Martin?"
   "That means you too, Amanda."
   "Good!  My turn again."
   Amanda imitated what Kelly had just done with more success.  She seemed
to be able to push more of my rod further into her mouth than Kelly had
done, swallowing intently so she could take as much of my woody into her
mouth as she could.
   "Ouch!  Be careful not to use your teeth when you're doing that, okay?
It's pretty sensitive down there."
   She looked hurt, so I tried to console her as best I could, under the
situation.
   "It's okay, Babydoll.  You're doing very well, just be sure not to bite
down when you push, okay?"
   "I really AM doing good?  Am I doing it better that Kelly?"
   Kelly looked pissed!  I better figure out a way not to make the
situation worse by slipping up right now.  Besides, they had my very life
in their hands!
   "Everyone does it a little differently, Babydoll.  Some girls like to
use their tongues more, others like to use their lips more, other girls
push it all the way in really easily.  Everyone is different."
   Wow.  That seemed to come out pretty good!
   "See, Amanda, just cause I choked doesn't mean Mister Martin doesn't
like me to do it.  While we were in the tub, I was doing it to him for a
long time and he never stopped me once, did you Mister Martin?"
   "That's right, Kelly.  I want both of you to know that you both make me
feel very, very good when you do that.  You both can do it anytime we are
alone, okay?"
   Kelly's smile returned as she immediately started practicing.  After a
few more minutes of 'class', Kelly was getting the hang of it, going
further and further down my rod with each try.  During one foray, she
allowed my flesh to completely enter her mouth, her smile preventing her
from keeping it as far inside as she'd like.
   They each switched back and forth, Amanda, Kelly, Amanda, Kelly.
   I was feeling that sensation returning, that wonderful convulsion that
ended in pure extacy.  They kept it up for a few more minutes until I
finally had to warn them.
   "Girls, you're gonna make me explode again.  You better watch out or
you're gonna get splattered!"
   Didn't even phase them.  They just kept on sucking and sliding it in and
out of their mouths in turn.  Then it happened!  I tried to push their
heads away from my dick just before I exploded, but they wanted no part of
that.  They were bound and determined to find out what their Mommy had
experienced, and tasted.
   I think by this time they each realized that if only one of them had it
in their mouth at the time I blasted, the other would feel left out.  So
they did something that I never expected.  They each took a side of my rod
into their mouths, resumed their sucking and let the juice shoot out
between them at the wall.  IT DID!  No sooner than I started shooting, the
girls each held their hand up and let them get plastered with my ejaculate.
I couldn't believe it!  What I was seeing probably wasn't done by
professionals.  I thrust harder and harder into their delicate little
hands.
   After what seemed like an eternity, I was totally spent.  I pleaded with
them to quit, and they finally got the message.  Either they stopped, or I
was going to have my first coronary.
   "Oh, Babydoll.  Sweetheart.  You two have done something for me that has
never been done before.  I want you to know that I am the happiest guy in
the whole world!"
   "Really?"
   "Um-hmmm!  And just to show you how much I appreciate what both of you
have done for me, I want you to tell me what I can do for you.  But I have
to warn you.  I'm pretty exhausted right now, so don't be too greedy or
elaborate."
   They turned to each other and had a little girl conference, whispers
hidden behind cupped ears.  After a minute or so, the elected one spoke.
   "We want you to tickle both of us down here with your tongue all night,
even if we fall asleep."
   "Are you sure?  It might get pretty sore if I do that all night."
   "You said you would do whatever we asked!?!"
   I didn't really, but I liked the idea anyway.
   "Well, . . .  Okay!"
   "Yeah!"
   Those cheers of joy would be my downfall in the end, I just know it.  I
don't think I could refuse them anything right now.  I'm just glad I didn't
have to do something more elaborate, or possibly risky.  Yes, I know.  What
I had been doing all day long was definitely risky.  If anyone found out
what I had been doing with these little babies all day, I would be
somebody's bitch by the weekend.
   Once they allowed my now oversensitive meat to fall, I wasn't sure if I
was going to be able to thoroughly 'clean' them as I had originally
planned. But I was going to give it the old college try.
   "Who's first?"
   "Go ahead and do Amanda.  Then do me."
   I sat on the tub floor, both to get closer to my sex kittens, AND to
keep from falling down.  The soap was again being lathered to perfection
and I started in earnest.  Ears, neck, arms, back, chest, pausing only
momentarily to enjoy those delicious baby-fat titties, skip the good stuff
for a minute or two, legs, feet.  Now, time for the good stuff.  My hand
found her bum and started caressing each cheek, massaging and squeezing
each one in turn, only deviating for a few seconds to slide my fingers
between them occassionally and probe that little pursed opening a couple of
times.  I tried desperately not to get any soap in her ass, since I
remember the sting I felt when they shoved some up mine.  I think I was
pretty successful, because Amanda never flinched once.  Then she spoke.
   "You're teasing me, aren't you?  You know I want you to tickle me right
here, don't you?"
   She was fingering her own clitty and she was right!  In order to keep
her as happy as possible, I complied as requested and started with the back
of my fingers and then turned my hand so that all of my fingers were in
line with her delicate slit.
   Then I wanted to try something new.  As I gently probed her clit with
the thumb on my right hand, my other fingers found their own places to
explore.  My index finger seemed to want to go into her vagina, my middle
finger was headed to her asshole.  The others would have to be satisfied
with her butt cheeks.  This seemed to really make Amanda happy, as she
closed her eyes and started to hum, her little legs spreading wider and
wider.  I had to stop her from spreading them too far as I thought for sure
she was going to slip in the tub.  I massaged her slit from front to back
for about ten minutes and then reached down with my tongue and gave her
what they had both asked for.  Again, it tasted so good, I didn't want to
stop.  I could feel my dick hardening in my lap.  After a few more minutes,
I thought it would be fair if I traded kittens and started over again.
   "Can I do Kelly now?"
   "Um-hmmm.  Thank you Misty Martin."
   "Don't worry, Babydoll.  I'll do this again a few more times when we're
in bed tonight."
   I was actually looking forward to spending all night twiddling these
jewels.
   Amanda moved over and let Kelly stand in front of me as I repeated the
process with her.  I tried my best to exactly emulate what I had done for
Amanda and I thought I did a good job.  She was so pleased.  As my right
index finger was in Kelly's vagina, I got braver and thought maybe I should
start getting her love canal ready for me.  I started stroking in and out,
pushing against her hymen every fourth or fifth thrust, my thumb rocking
back and forth across her clit with every pass.  I removed my middle finger
from her now relaxed butt hole, rinsed it off and pushed it in her vagina
next to my index finger.  At first, she jumped and started to push my hand
down, but she got used to it very quickly and pulled instead of pushed.  I
wanted to see just how hard she wanted to be poked, so I let her take over
for a while.  After a few more insertions and removals, she was pushing
harder than I was and my fingers were inside her up to my second knuckle.
   Thinking that Amanda might feel a little left out, I motioned for her to
step around to my left and started the same thing with her.  She apparently
was looking forward to this, as she almost fell trying to get around Kelly.
Once she was in position, legs slightly spread, I started to tickle her
just like Kelly, one finger in her vagina to start.  The second followed a
few seconds later.
   By this time, Kelly was sliding my fingers in and out of her vagina
pretty far and fairly fast.  I was beginning to get concerned that she
might pop her own cherry with my fingers, so I tried not to let her push as
far.  She noticed and opened her eyes, asking me if anything was wrong.  I
told her that I didn't want to pop her cherry just yet and that I wanted to
wait until she was a little older.  Boy did she look disappointed.  It was
almost as if she was somehow looking forward to this very event, even at
the absolutely tender age of seven.
   "Let me see how far it is inside you, okay?"
   Compliance!  I removed my middle finger and reinserted my index finger
until I could feel that indistiguishable resistance of her virginity.
   "Sweetheart, it's not that I don't want to do it.  It's just that it
will be much more fun and pleasurable when your body is a little bigger. 
If I do it now, it's going to REALLY hurt and I promised your Mommy that I
would never want to hurt you.  Do you understand?  We can keep playing like
this for years and years to come and when we both know you're ready, I'll
be so proud to be the one that turns you into a full fledged woman."
   That seemed to do it.  She took my hand and put it back where it last
was, thumb on her clit, two fingers in her vagina, and one up her butt. 
They both really seemed to enjoy this and it wasn't so bad for ME either.
   After a few more minutes, I could tell Amanda was getting sleepy.  I
looked at the clock above the towel rack and saw that it was now nine forty
five.  These two have had quite a day.  Mine hasn't been too bad either.
   "Okay girls, time to dry off and get in bed."
   "Will you promise to keep tickling both of us all night?"
   "Okay, I promise."
   Like that was something that was going to be really hard to do.
   Time for one last pee for all of us.  A new idea!
   "I'm going to ask both of you to do something kind of naughty."
   Kelly had already done it, but I wanted Amanda to think this was
something new.
   "Before I turn the water off, I want each of you to stand right here and
go pee.  Would you be willing to do that Kelly?"
   I knew the answer and I figured if Kelly said yes in front of Amanda,
she would also want to.  It worked.
   Kelly stood right in front of me, belly to belly, my dick touching her
vulva.  Oh, it felt so hot I thought my dick would burst into flames.  She
rocked back and forth a few times, apparently enjoying the pressure against
her labia.
   "If you get me going again, we'll never get out of the tub."
   She smiled with a sexy little smile.
   "Go ahead and pee, Sweetheart."
   That familiar flow started and the warmth completely enveloped my rod,
my thighs and knees.  While she peed on me, I slid my fingers between her
butt cheeks and probed until I found the stream with the tips of my
fingers. She was really getting to like this as she seemed to go more and
more limp by the second.  Once she finished, I rinsed my fingers off and
gave her a big hug, pushing my rod harder between her legs until it was
pushing against her vulva enough for us both to feel her labia lips start
parting from the pressure.  I could tell I was far enough between her lips
that it wouldn't have taken much to start to enter her vagina with the head
of my dick.  I held her there for a couple of minutes and could tell she
wanted me to go further.  I had to stop.  I promised her Mother that I
wouldn't hurt her, and I meant it.  I softly whispered into her ear wanting
her to know that I would take her at my earliest convenience.
   "We'll do it soon, Sweetheart.  I promise."
   "Remember, you promised!  I'm gonna make you keep your promise real
soon!"
   Oh, how that sounded so good.  I had never taken a girl's viginity
before and now I might have the chance to take two, in the same family,
maybe on the same bed.  I really looked forward to it.
   "That's a promise that I will keep, until I die."
   My rod was throbbing pretty hard when I finally let Kelly go.  I then
reached down and kissed her as I would have kissed a woman three times her
age.  Her lips permitted every intrusion with ease.  She repeated every
action with an equally sensuous reaction.  What a doll!
   Amanda was anxious to repeat her sister's experience with me, as she
hopped over my knees and put her feet to each side of my legs.  As I rose
to my knees, her pud was too low for me to be directly under her as she
stood.  I accomodated her height by pulling her closer to me and moved her
feet even further to the side.  We finally figured out that it would be
easier if I lay down directly under her vulva, between her spread legs.
   Perfect!
   It was the exact height needed for me to push against her pussy, similar
in manner to her sister's experience.  This time, I pushed against Amanda's
vulva right away and tried fairly hard to see if I could spread her labia
enough to feel her vagina.  Amanda was a real trooper and took it all in
stride.  She started pushing down on my dick by bending her knees ever so
slightly.  Soon, she was going up and down like a vertical pendulum,
pressing against me with all her might.  I stopped her for a moment while I
verified her virginity was still intact with my index finger and with
positive confirmation, I allowed her to continue.
   She was getting so good at it, that I actually saw the tip of my dick
disappear between her labia and start to find it's way into her vagina.  I
lost any semblance of control and just let her continue, my dick going
deeper and deeper with every thrust.  When I felt the head of my dick pass
the entrance of her vagina, I had to stop.  If I didn't, I would probably
rip her insides when I rammed it into her.  I grabbed her waist and held
her up to stop her, and she looked at me with a very disappointed
expression.
   "Babydoll, you know I want to, just like I want to do it with your
sister, but we have to wait.  Please!  You're going to really hurt if we do
it more than this.  I'll make you the same promise I made Kelly, that I
will do whatever I can to be the first one to make you a complete woman.  I
really promise!"
   The head of my dick was still in her pussy and she wiggled a little to
try to make me change my mind, but I wouldn't budge, against my throbbing
rod's better judgement.
   "Can you just hold it there for me, for a little while?" she asked.
   "Oh, Honey.  You're making it very difficult for me to keep the promise
I made your Mommy.  I wish you knew how much I wanted to keep going."
   Then she asked me something that I never expected.
   "Would you put it in my butt if I asked you?"
   I couldn't believe it!  She wanted me to butt-fuck her.  At this point,
I was ready to do anything to just get her satisfied enough to let me stop.
   "It's really gonna hurt there too, Babydoll.  You're not big enough yet
for me to push it inside you."
   "Your fingers went in, didn't they?"
   She was right.  My fingers did go in REALLY easily.  I actually thought
about it for about ten seconds.
   "But, it's going to hurt, Honey!"
   "If it really starts hurting, I'll stop, okay?"
   That little slut was using my logic against me.  Before I realized what
she was up to, she shifted the position of my rod to her butt hole and
started pushing down.
   "If you really want to do this, you're going to have to relax a lot,
kinda like you were going stinky."
   "Really?"
   "Go ahead, Sis.  Try it!" Kelly said.  "I want to see how it looks up
close."
   Amanda's face started to grimace as she pushed down.
   "Stop Babydoll.  You're not ready!"
   "You won't get mad at me if I get mud on you, will you?  That's the only
way I'm gonna be able to let you in."
   "No, I won't get mad, but I want you to stop the instant it starts
hurting.  Promise?"
   "Okay, I promise."
   I could tell she was more relaxed the second time, her sphincter opened
enough for the head to pass.  She looked more surprised than either Kelly
or I did.  Her face lit up as if she had just won a beauty contest.
   "Well?  Is it what you expected?" I asked.
   Kelly just stood there, not believing her little sister could do
something so naughty.  Then, Amanda started bobbing up and down, a few
millimeters at first, then more, then more.  Soon, she was stroking me like
a pro, pushing about three inches inside her butt.  She kept this up for
about two minutes and then I saw her first orgasm start to form on her
lips, then her eyes, then her hips, then her knees.
   Just as she was in the middle of her mini-convulsions, she started
pushing really hard.  She was able to push the rest of me all the way into
her until she was sitting on my thighs, all of her weight being taken up in
her ass.  I could feel her muscles tighten and relax, over and over until
she fully climaxed.  Just as she was at her peak, I couldn't wait any
longer and shot a full load inside her.  Her eyes flew open even wider as
she realized what had just happened inside her.  I think this must have
been even a greater stimulation as she started squealing with every spasm.
I don't know how many times I squirted inside her, but by the end, I was
just as amazed as she was and probably just as satisfied.
   She lifted up and immediately started to bob up and down all over again.
I wasn't sure if I should let her continue, but all of my inhibitions and
good sense were gone the moment I was able to enter her fleshy tube.  She
started squealing almost immediately and I felt that distinctive sensation
of her insides convulsing and spasming.  She was having another one!
   ["I'm going to keep this one for sure!"]
   To help her, I reached up and started twiddling her clit and pushed my
index finger back into her vagina.  This sent her over the edge even more
as she started squealing like a baby pig.  The sound was intoxicating, so I
kept massaging and twiddling her pussy faster and faster.
   She wouldn't quit!  No matter how hard I pushed and how many times she
bobbed up and down, she wouldn't stop.  She kept on bobbing until finally
she had had enough.  As she let out one final yelp, Kelly put her right
hand on Amanda's butt and her left hand over mine, pressing and rubbing her
little sister's hairless clit along with me.
   Amanda finally settled down and slid all the way down my shaft.  As she
did, I felt me balls start to tighten.  I don't believe it.  She's going to
do it to me again.  With my right hand still exploring her pussy, I reached
up to her little fleshy chest and started squeezing and caressing whatever
I found.  I burst again.  A quivering smile settled on Amanda's face as she
felt my hot load push inside her bowel.
   I swear to you now, I would have put five hundred dollars in her hand
just before I fell asleep, but I knew she was not doing it for money.  Just
pure, carnal pleasure.
   When she finally let me out, we were all surprised to see my squeaky
clean rod still pulsing.  Me more than the girls.  When she stood fully up,
I felt that now familiar sensation that Kelly had provided to me first, the
odor not as offensive as I had remembered.  Maybe it was love, maybe it was
lust, but I was willing to accept anything that this devil would do to me.
As long as she was having a good time, I didn't care what happened to me. I
figured that someday she would tie me to a bed somewhere, whip me into
utter submission and I would look forward to it, accepting whatever she
offered.
   When she finished, she stood to the side to let the shower water rinse
me off.  She then lay down on my chest and started kissing my lips.  What
surprised me then was Kelly started stroking my rod with one hand and
poking and prodding her sister's pussy with the other.  This couldn't be
happening!  This day wasn't real.  It couldn't be!  Or so I thought.  Kelly
wouldn't quit.
   Amanda arched her butt up into the air, and eventually propped herself
up on her knees.  Kelly was getting her off again.  I couldn't resist and
moved my left hand under Amanda's tummy and looked for any open hole to
fill with one or more digits.  I then reached to Kelly and started probing
her between her legs.  She immediately consented and pushed her pussy
toward me.  I guess she realized that all of my better judgement had
evaporated twenty minutes ago and she could take advantage of my weak
moment.  I knew somehow that I would regret this for the rest of my life,
but I would no longer resist anything either one of them wanted to do.
   As I fingered Kelly and probed anything I could get my fingers in, she
started moving closer and closer to my dick.  She looked at me and waited
for a visual acknowledgement or denial.  I could do neither.  I just smiled
and continued my investigations.  She got very brave and moved right over
my dick, squatting down over the top of me as she kept playing with her
sister.  They seemed to be the right distance apart, as there was still
enough room between them for me to tickle both of them without any
difficulty.  I tried to maintain my finger's position in Kelly's vagina as
she kept going lower and lower, closer to my throbbing prick.  I finally
sensed what she wanted to do as she started pushing my dick into her butt
hole.  She wanted to try what Amanda had just done.
   I didn't care anymore!  Their parents could have walked in the room and
I would have just smiled at them.  I probably would have asked them if they
would like to join in!  Before I realized it, Kelly had successfully forced
herself around my ultra-sensitive dick and was grimacing in pain.
   "No, Sweetheart.  No pain!"
   She didn't stop.  After a couple of strokes, she looked more relaxed and
moved up and down with greater ease.  Somehow, her butt felt a little
different that Amanda's which didn't help my self control at all.  I just
let her do what she was going to.  Whatever was going to happen, would
happen.  I left my life and all future outcome to my sex kittens.
   Within a few more minutes, Kelly was pushing my dick all the way inside
her ass and was starting to get off.  The closer she got, the harder she
twiddled her sister, the faster I rubbed her clit and the deeper I pushed
into her vagina with my index and middle fingers.  I swore I would see
blood on my fingers any second!
   She didn't make as much noise as Amanda did, but her thrusts were a lot
more exaggerated.  She kept jerking back and forth stopping for mere
milliseconds about halfway down each thrust as her eyes were slammed shut,
her mouth wide open and her butt going up and down.  She finally fell
forward onto Amanda's back, her hands never leaving Amanda's pud.  As we
both continued our movements in Amanda's openings, she finally started to
squeal as she had before.  Soon, she was in the throws of yet another
orgasm.  I was jealous!  Now both of them were thrashing around on top of
me, one on my dick and one on my face, Amanda's lips locked onto mine.
   Once they both settled down, I lifted Amanda up and tried to push Kelly
off my swollen and raw dick.  At last, they were both worn out enough to
obey my now weakened commands.  I rinsed each of us off, one at a time,
dried myself and then each of the girls in turn.  As hard as it was to
believe, I finally had had enough, dried off in all the best places.
   I picked each of them up and put them in my bed close to the sides so I
could fit in the middle.  Once I cleaned up the bathroom and turned
everything off in the rest of the house, I made my way to bed, my two
over-stimulated sex monsters fast asleep.  I let them sleep naked, even
Amanda.  I was too tired to go get any protection for my bed.  I had to put
on some briefs, so I could protect my rod, both from the girls and the
sheets.  I didn't want anything coming into contact with it for at least a
week.  Hard to believe, isn't it?
   Once I snuggled my way between them, I lay on my back, pulled them to my
chest, pressed my fingers between their butt cheeks and tried to go to
sleep.
   We woke up almost within thirty seconds of each other.  It was about
nine thirty the next morning.  We were still laying in the same position
that I had remembered, my fingers still wedged between their legs.
   Amanda was the first to kiss me, gently at first.  More forcefully after
a minute or so.  This girl was going to turn into a nymphomaniac or a
hooker.  Hopefully, the previous.  As she was kissing me, she started
looking for my now rock hard rod with her left hand.  When she found it, I
started pushing her legs apart in the hope I would find her pussy still
wanting to be fucked.  Kelly put her right hand on Amanda's shoulder,
apparently indicating that it was her turn to kiss me.  Amanda let go of my
lips and Kelly took over.  I then proceeded to push my fingers further
between her legs as they opened easily and willingly.  Both of their
vaginas were already getting wet as I fingered each of them, pushing my
fingers further and further inside them.
   They kept switching their lips back and forth, first Amanda, then Kelly.
Since I was going to jail this afternoon, I figured fucking these two
angels was something that I better get done pretty quickly.  I kept
fingering both of them with real gusto as they got more and more animated.
It was Kelly that pulled my shorts off.  Without so much as a 'good
morning' she squat over my pulsing member and lowered herself.
   This time, she was not trying her back door.  She wanted her promise to
be fulfulled right now.  I never moved or stopped kissing Amanda.  I knew
Kelly had succeeded when I felt her liquids envelope my dick, the warmth of
her virginity slowly spilling down to cock.  Funny, I didn't hear any
screaming or crying.  Maybe it was because by this time, I had completely
lost all sense of reality.  My fingers were still shoving back and forth
inside Amanda's vagina as Kelly was getting her rocks off at my expense.
   Somehow, I thought it was wrong for them to put me in this situation,
since I knew that my life would be over before midnight.  Yesterday and
today were going to be worth my entire life's pains and agonies.  They had
no idea that they would not see me after today, but at this point, I didn't
care anymore.
   Kelly kept up her thrashing and banging, while Amanda turned around and
plopped her vulva right over my mouth.  Her aim was perfect!  She seemed to
know just how high to raise her butt so I could start tickling her slit
from top to bottom without any difficulty.  My left hand started probing
Amanda's body, first her asshole, then her butt cheeks, then her tiny
titties, which by her current downward position seemed to make them larger
than they really were.  My right hand started feeling around for Kelly's
body, finding her clit right away.  I caressed it with my thumb, pushing
back and forth, faster and faster.  Then I starting rolling it around
between my thumb and index finger, pulling it, pinching it, pushing it,
whatever my hand wanted to do.
   Within a few more minutes, Amanda raised up a little and started sucking
on Kelly's titties.  I could tell by my tactile wanderings.  I felt toward
Kelly's breasts and Amanda's mouth was locked on one, little smacking and
sucking sounds eminating from above me.  Soon, I felt Amanda's hand pass
mine and she started fingering Kelly's clitty while she was sucking her big
sister's tiny breast.
   I started feeling that now familiar sensation of Kelly's body starting
to come to a climax, my rod doing all it could to help out.  I was going to
wait until she was in the middle of her orgasm before I shot my load.  I
wanted to feel her vaginal muscles squeeze me tighter and tighter as we
shared our love this one last time.  And then she started.  First her
murmurs grew louder and louder, then her knees started shaking, then her
hips started to spasm.  I knew this was the time.  Just as I felt her
vagina start to tighten, I got ready.  My hands were in the right places,
my mouth and tongue were fulled by Amanda's vulva, my dick as far into
Kelly as it would go.
   As she thrust one last time, I pulled her down onto me as hard as I
could and let go.  This one was the best one yet.  I could feel her muscles
tighten and relax as my dick throbbed over and over.  I felt like a dry
well, completely used up and worthless.  Kelly kept me inside her and lay
down onto my right side, as I continued to go down on Amanda.  I replaced
my right hand onto Kelly's bum and squeezed each cheek as hard as I could.
She was totally unconcerned as she lay there, still twitching from her
orgasm.
   After about twenty minutes, Kelly started to roll off of my dick. 
Amanda saw her opportunity and got up off my face.  In a way, I didn't want
her to move, she tasted so good.  She spun around and started to squat over
my still pulsing rod.  I did nothing.  I couldn't.  I didn't want to stop
anything anymore.  Just cover me with forbidden sensations while there was
still life in my body.  Within a few strokes, Amanda succeeded in her
attempt and I filled my promise to her as well.  She moved up and down just
like Kelly, slowly at first, then with greater determination as she gained
confidence and grew accustomed to the size of my dick inside her five year
old vagina.
   Kelly also saw her chance to take advantage of my tongue's skills and
spun around on top of my face.  I immediately got the taste of her blood,
her pussy juices and my semen.  It was an intoxicating mixture of flavors,
but so exotic that I started twiddling and sucking her pussy as soon as I
felt her get comfortable.  My hands returned to their wanderings and found
Kelly's drooping little breasts with my right and started massaging
Amanda's baby-fat titties with my left.  We kept this up for about thirty
more minutes until Amanda was able to achieve orgasm.
   I had nothing left.  I couldn't find any more strength to climax.  They
had completely drained me.  A five year old and a seven year old.  They had
been touched by me, kissed, probed, licked, sucked, fucked, generally and
completely manhandled.  They would never be the same.  From now on, they
would be screwing everything in sight, including the neighborhood dogs, as
long as they were able to get their rocks off.
   I had been touched, kissed, probed, sucked, fucked and generally and
completely used up by two little prepubescent sluts.
   Now that my life was done, I knew that I needed to return my little
sexual vacuum cleaners to their horrified parents.  I would then come back
to my bed, take a massive overdose of pills and drink myself to death.
   Once they were both done with me, I picked them both up, took them into
my shower and enjoyed my last few moments with them.  I poked and prodded,
fingered and twiddled, kissed and sucked as much as I could while my blood
still flowed.  It was wonderful, if not anticlimactic.  I even took the
liberty to fuck both of them two more times in each hole in the shower,
just so I could satisfy some carnal urge to have one last good fuck.
   Once they had finished eating lunch, naked in front of me, I wiped their
faces and put their clothes back on.  I held them in my arms one last time
and fondled their bums and caressed their puds for good measure.  It was
time to take them home.  It was time for me to face the truth.
   I picked up the girls' things and found my front door keys.  We made our
way out the door as if nothing had ever happened.  I knew better.
   When I knocked on the girls front door, I stood, listening to my heart
pound louder and louder.  Marcia opened the door with an ear to ear smile
on her face, reaching down to hug each of her babies.  I tried to maintain
my artificial smile as they started telling her about all the fun they had.
Marcia stopped them, pulled me into the house and led me to the same couch
where the girls had first crawled onto my lap.  Amazingly, they repeated
their original positions exactly as Marcia sat next to me.
   "Where's Robert?"
   "He'll be back in a couple of days.  He got a call early this morning
and had to go to a client's office for some rush job.  Why?"
   "Marcia, I need to be brutally honest with you and I can't wait until he
gets back."
   "What is it, Martin?"
   I had to get it over with.  I knew she would start screaming and
pounding on me as soon as she heard the words, but that's the price I was
willing to pay for my hours of pleasure with her daughters.  At least I was
going to have the pleasure of going out with a hard on still in my shorts.
   "Please let me tell you everything before you do anything.  You need to
know exactly what happened yesterday, last night and this morning."
   I started with a chronological description of everything I had done.  My
eyes never left hers.  The girls sat calmly on my lap, their soft bodies on
my legs.
   By the time I reached the bathtub seen, I noticed her starting to sweat
heavily.  I continued until I told her that I had dressed them this
afternoon, and patted them on their bums and caressed their puds one last
time.
   She sat motionless, expressionless for about thirty seconds.  Then Kelly
looked over to her and asked, "Are you mad Mommy?  We really tried hard not
to hurt Mister Martin, but we just couldn't stop after we got started. 
He's been so nice to us and made us feel so good that we just couldn't quit
playing with him.  Please don't be mad Mommy.  We really LIKE Mister
Martin."
   Then Amanda joined in "He really tried not to poke us, but we kept
trying and trying until he let us.  He really was very good to us the whole
day and night."
   A wry smile started to form on Marcia's face.  She wiped her brow and
got up off the couch and squat directly in front of me, touching her bare
knees to my pant covered legs.  Even though my life was almost over, I
still had enough testosterone to look up Marcia's skirt and try to look
down her blouse.
   "Are you sure this is the truth, girls, or are you just making a very
silly joke for Mommy?"
   "No, Mommy.  It really is the truth.  Do you want to see where he poked
us this morning?"
   Kelly was trying her hardest to be honest with her Mommy, but didn't
seem to be getting through.
   Then Marcia responded, "Sure, Honey.  Let me see."
   Kelly immediately pulled her dress over her head and off while she sat
in my lap.  She then leaned against my chest as she squirmed to pull her
panties off.  Her body was so amazing, I still wanted to touch her.  I
couldn't resist and pushed my left hand around her side and softly cupped
her tiny breast, tickling her nipple until it firmed up nicely against the
tips of my fingers.  She sat on my left leg, opened her legs as wide as she
could and turned for her Mommy to look up inside her vagina.  She leaned
back as far as she could, spreading her labia with both index and middle
fingers and waited for her Mommy to verify her story.
   "Did you really screw both of them, Martin or are you just making this
up?"
   "I really did, Marcia.  I'm not going to lie to you.  I wanted to make
love to their beautiful bodies ever since I saw them the first time."
   I don't think she was really grasping the enormity of what I had done.
   "You're just trying to get into my panties, aren't you Martin?"
   "No, I really DID make love to Kelly and Amanda, first in their asses
last night and in their pussies this morning."
   I don't believe this!  She thinks I'm kidding.  All she did was smirk at
me and turn to look between her seven year old daughter's legs, tenderly
inspecting where I'd been.  Even after she was able to see inside that warm
and bright red sleeve, she snickered and shook her head.  I would have
thought that she'd have been horrified by now, but no!
   "Marcia, what is it going to take for you to believe me?  Am I going to
have to make love to both of them in front of you?  I REALLY DID IT!"
   "You girls know I like to do that, don't you?  You're just doing this to
get Martin inside my panties, aren't you?"
   I don't fucking believe this.  What do I have to do, bang them again in
front of her?  I couldn't stand it anymore.  I had to do something to snap
her out of it.
   "Turn around Kelly!"
   As soon as she turned around, I planted a wet, sloppy kiss right on her
lips.  Her Mommy didn't move.  This had to be some sort of terribly
torture. She did absolutely nothing.  I then pushed my right hand between
Kelly's legs and started twiddling her clit and caressing up and down her
slit, stopping to stick my middle finger in her vagina as far as it would
go.  Still nothing.  This wasn't happening.  I stopped kissing Kelly and
told Amanda to take her clothes off, too.  While she was getting undressed,
I removed my right hand from Kelly's snatch and put my left hand there,
continuing my deliberate investigations and probing.
   As soon as Amanda was completely naked, I drew her to my chest and
started kissing her as I had done earlier, pushing my right hand between
her legs from behind.  Her legs popped open just as easily as all the
previous times.  Nothing!  I stuck my right middle finger in Amanda's
vagina as far as it would go and my right index finger right up her butt
hole.  Amanda never flinched.
   Finally, I stopped kissing Amanda and asked Kelly to undo my pants and
extricate my surging rod.  She started giggling as she sat back and obeyed
my instructions.  It popped out and she immediately pushed Amanda out of
the way and proceeded to mount me like she had a couple of hours before. 
While I was fucking Kelly, I was fingering both Amanda's orifices.
   After only about a minute, Kelly started to have another orgasm, her
body shaking and quivering as before.  When she was no longer thrusting,
she reached up and kissed me and dismounted.  She then turned to Amanda and
said "Your turn, Sis." Amanda couldn't wait.  She immediately took Kelly's
place on my pulsing dick and started bobbing up and down while I was
rubbing and caressing her breasts.  Again, in about a minute, Amanda
started to have her orgasm, squealing like a little piglet.
   She finally came down off her high and just leaned forward and hugged
me. She looked up at my eyes and whispered "Thank you, Misty Martin."
   I saw Marcia's hands find their way around Amanda's waist as she lifted
her off my throbbing rod.  I figured this was it.  She was finally going to
start beating the crap out of me, starting with my dick.  I couldn't move.
   Once the girls were sitting at my sides, each with a hand on my
shoulders nearest them, Marcia started to move.  Slowly at first.  She
leaned forward and took my engorged dick into both of her hands.  This was
it!  GOODBYE MANHOOD!
   Imagine my horror when she leaned further forward and started to give me
a blow job.  Better than either of her daughters.  I was completely
stunned. The only thing working on me was my dick, autonomously pulsing and
throbbing as it was disappearing and re-emerging from between Marcia's
lips.
   She started whining and whimpering as she continued with deeper and
deeper thrusts.
   Kelly was the first to do something as she got off the couch and went
over to her Mommy's blouse and starting unbuttoning it.  Once it was
completely undone, she reached behind Marcia and unfastened and unzipped
her skirt.  It was such a smooth operation that it looked practiced.  Kelly
tugged at her Mommy's blouse, and Marcia let each sleeve fall from her
arms, one at a time.  Her breasts were being supported by the most
delightful low cut black bra.  Kelly reached between her Mommy's breasts
and popped the snap, Marcia's breasts jumping forward at their sudden
release.
   Kelly then pushed up on Marcia's bum, trying to get her to lift it high
enough so her skirt would fall on it's own.  Gravity was still working, as
expected.  Her black skirt was around her knees.  Marcia then lifted each
leg, in turn, so Kelly could slide her skirt off the rest of the way.  The
whole time this was going on, her mouth never stopped bobbing up and down
on my prick.
   I was beginning to lose conciousness.  Then I noticed that Marcia wasn't
wearing any panties.  I think she felt my eyes burning right into her
beautifully shaved snatch.  Her labia looked so much like her daughters',
smooth and fat.
   She let my dick go and looked at me straight in the eye as she straddled
my legs and mounted my rod like it had it's own guidance system, locked on
to the most intense heat source known to man!  She didn't push down real
fast.  In fact, she went so slowly, I thought I would explode before she
got all the way down.  When we finally did press our pubic mounds together,
she reached for my face and pulled it toward hers.  Our lips locked,
tongues flicking and twisting in each other's mouth.  I felt the urge to
locate her breasts and filled my hands with their bouncing fullness.  I
tugged at her nipples and rolled them between my fingers as she started
bobbing up and down my dick, just like her daughters did.
   Within a minute or two, I started feeling two little hands around mine,
trying to steal a handful of their Mommy's breasts.  When I opened my eyes,
both of the girls had one hand on Marcia's breasts, slowly squeezing and
pushing.  It was another few minutes until I felt the girls hands start
fondling Marcia's shaved pussy, occassionally getting pressed between
Marcia's and my pubic mounds.  One of the girls was even trying to wrap her
hands around my dick, her mother not quite going all the way down realizing
it would hurt her hand.  I figured, what the girls could do, so could I.
   I searched across the couch for each of them, eventually finding each of
their soft bodies.  My fingers went unerringly to their intended mark,
slowly but deliberately pushing into the various holes.
   So there I sat on Marcia's couch, getting fucked by Marcia, fingering
each of her daughters pussies, not completely believing what I was doing or
seeing.
   Marcia was peaking, her body starting to tremble, her legs tightening
around my hips, her squeals getting louder and higher, her hands grabbing
and squeezing her own breasts until finally she climaxed on my lap, pushing
my rod as far into her body as she could.  She lay down on me and started
kissing me again, pulling hard on my neck, never breaking my grasp from her
daughters pussies.
   After she finally came down, back to Earth as it were, she let out an
absolutely sensual moan, smiled and leaned back, pushing hard on my rod.
   She finally decided to come clean.
   "Martin, I need to tell you everything now.  Please don't interrupt me,
because I need to get it all out at once."
   "Robert is not really my husband.  He's the girls' Daddy, but we were
never married.  We like to have sex as much as possible, but he lives on
the other side of the country now and he doesn't want to move.  I couldn't
stand it there anymore and had to move just to get away from his relatives
and their judgemental attitudes.  I'm a nymphomaniac and can't get enough
sex, EVER!  I've wanted to see my babies get screwed ever since they were
born, but never found the right guy to take care of that.  Robert didn't
want to take the chance, since it would ruin his standing in the community
if anyone ever found out.  He wanted to, but just couldn't do it.  I knew
you were the right one as soon as I saw you staring at my baby girls and
knew you were going to take their cherries the moment they sat on your lap.
I need you to keep screwing us as often as you can, hopefully more than
once a day each.  We'll do whatever it takes to keep you going, so you
don't have to worry about any of the domestic crap if you don't have the
energy.  The only thing we want from you is your love and your sex,
everyday.  As long as you can keep your mouth shut about this to anyone
else, we'll do whatever you want, whenever you want it.  If you want us to
take turns on specific days or at specific times, that's fine.  Just let us
know, just don't break your promise if you do decide to be our lover and
sex toy.  I'll pay you whatever you want if you need money.  Please don't
get greedy though, because even though there is a lot of it, the funds are
limited.  As soon as the girls are old enough, I'll get them on the pill so
you don't have to worry about more babies running around if you don't want
them.  I'm on the pill and have not had more than Robert as my sex partner
for the last seven years, so I'm clean.  Nobody else has poked the girls so
they're clean too.  Please don't judge me or my daughters for what we want
you to do, or to be.  We just need someone that will love us, fuck us, and
be gentle with us.  Are you up to it?"
   I was completely speechless.  They could have hit me on the head and not
hurt a thing.  Either this was the greatest thing that ever happened to me,
or was going to be my demise.
   What could I say but "ABSOLUTELY!".
   When Marcia got off, Amanda jumped on.  Kelly pushed me down on the
couch and immediately sat on my face, letting me lick her delicious vulva
all over again, from clit to asshole.
   I married Marcia in six months.  Our first baby was born a year later.
She was absolutely a doll.  Marcia couldn't wait for me to start licking
her little pud, so she drove the car on the way home from the hospital
while I lay on the back seat and tickled her pussy all the way home.  The
girls love to tickle her pud as much as I do and they fondle each other's
bodies while one of them is either screwing me or licking baby Jessica.
   By the time I reached the age of fourty, fifteen years after I first met
them, we had three more girls.  Kelly's baby was just about the cutest one
of them all and started sucking my dick as soon as they took the bottle
away from her.  Amanda's little girl loves for me to fuck her in the ass
more than the pussy, even though she does let me get away with a nice tight
screw at least once a week.
   Marcia's second girl by me likes to get it anywhere, anytime, by anyone
of us.  The girls have never been happier and more satisfied.  Marcia still
likes me to fuck her at least twice a day.  She gets a special thrill when
I fuck more that one of her girls, and play with and fondle the rest at the
same time.
   I've never been happier, either.
   I finally got what I always wanted in life:
   Three generations of the most beautiful women to fuck . . .
   - whenever I want,
   - whereever I want,
   - whomever I want,
   - however I want.
   How was your day today?
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