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I couldn't believe what I was hearing from our newest neighbor. This guy hadn't been in our house twenty minutes and he was asking me questions that were totally out of line, especially from someone I had never met before. I sat across the family room from our new neighbor Ben Phillips in complete astonishment, trying desperately to gain my composure but to no avail. Ben Philips was definitely having the upper hand and there didn't seem to be much I could do about it. I should point out that I'm a 36 year old tax accountant, and am used to dealing with the public, but our new neighbor didn't fit into any of the images or categories I had ever encountered previously. I was rapidly finding out. Ben had told me that he was 40 and worked at a blue collar job. He said that he and his wife had moved to our town from the midwest due to better employment opportunities here. He said he had two kids from a previous marriage and that they lived back where he'd come from with his ex-wife. He had said that he missed his kids a lot, so that is why I didn't readily object when he picked our 8 year old daughter Katie up from where she had been seated and placed her on his lap. But all too soon Ben seemed to be holding Katie a little tighter than I thought appropriate. Katie is a trusting child, adorable too, with her lush blond shoulder length hair and flashing blue eyes. She is quite pretty and today she looked even prettier in the new shorts and blue t-shirt my wife had recently purchashed for her. Katie did not seem to mind at all that Ben Phillips was holding her so tightly, nor did she try to squirm out of his grasp when his left hand began to work its way up her left leg. I watched in awe as Ben's fingers began to creep beneath the material of Katie's shorts and was about to say something, though I'm not sure what, when Ben spoke again.

"I've always had a fondness for kids", he beamed, still working his fingers upwards under my daughter's shorts. "To be quite honest, John, I guess you could safely say I'm a pedophile. Does that bother you?"

"I - uh, well, I - I've never known a pedophile, " I said lamely, silently cursing myself for such a dumb reply.

Ben laughed.

"Well, even if I wasn't," he went on, "I probably would be in no time with the likes of the beautiful kids there are in this neighborhood, especially your Katie here. She's truly a stunning looking girl."

"Uh, yes, well ..uh, thank you, " I mumbled, not really knowing what else to say.

I was wishing to God my wife was home but, unfortunately, she was out shopping with a girlfriend of her's and probably wouldn't be home for hours yet. Maybe SHE would know what to do in a situation like this. I surely didn't!

"Tell me, John, you don't have anything against pedophiles do you?"

"Uh.. well, no, of course not, " I stammered. "It's, well, like I said, Ben, I -- I've never met one before."

My eyes were fixed again on the fingers of his left hand, and from the way my sweet daughter was beginning to squirm I felt he must have reached her crotch area. But Katie's squirms were not, as far as I could ascertain, an attempt to get away which struck me as rather odd.

"Well, that's good, John," Ben said to me. "I'm delighted you have nothing against me being a pedophile because I don't mind telling you your little Katie here has given me quite a hard-on and right now my fingers are pressed against her little sexy cunt but I can't go much further with her shorts on, I'm afraid. You wouldn't have any objections to my removing them, would you?"

Katie began making soft mewing sounds at this point.

"I- I.. guess not, " I managed to mutter, not realizing why I said such a stupid thing.

Ben smiled broadly.

"Tell me, John, " he said, "has your Katie ever been fucked before? Or has she ever sucked a cock?"

"Oh no, no, of course not, " I responded quickly. "She hasn't done anything of the kind." I was sweating profusely now and embarrassed that I was doing so in front of Ben.

"Ah, a virgin, " Ben sighed. "How wonderful. Well, I'm going to get these shorts off her now, John, " he added, smiling as he said this. He let Katie slide downwards until she was standing on wobbly little legs before him. Ben held on to her hands with both of his.

"You know, John, I just had a really fantastic thought. Why don't YOU come over here and remove your sexy daughter's shorts for me, ok? I'll bet you'd like that, am I right?"

"I- I-uh, I .." I mumbled.

"Come on, John," Ben urged. "Don;t be embarrassed or even ashamed, ok? You know, lots of fathers like seeing their daughters defiled by other men. It's true. I can tell you from expereinces I've been in, John, that there are lots of dads, just like yourself, who get quite a thrill seeing their young lovely little girls get a nice big cock up their tight, hairless cunts, or up their cute asses too, and especially sucking a cock. I'll bet you have a hard-on right now, don't you?"

It was true. I did have a hard-on and was embarrassed and ashamed as could be by it. I flushed red and Ben chuckled again.

"Come on, John," Ben coaxed, "don't be shy. Get on over here and get this sweet little slut's shorts off and then you can watch what I do to her and even jack off as I do her, okay?"

I nodded meekly in agreement and rose unsteadily from my chair, my cock pressing against my trousers awkwardly. I finally made it across the room and knelt down behind Katie. My fingers trembled and fumbled with the zipper at the back of her shorts but I finally got in undone and lowered them around her ankles. Ben whistled when he caught sight of her cute pink panties which had little hearts and flowers on them.

"Step out of your shorts, sweetie, " Ben told her in an authorative voice, " and climb back on my lap."

Katie did as she was told.

I stumbled back across the room to my chair.

"Watch this, John, " Ben called out.

I watched as his hand slipped into Katie's pink panties and he began toying nicely with her cunnyhole. My cock got even more erect and I was sure I was leaking pre-cum and I watched Ben finger fuck my daughter and at the same time french kiss her. Katie's mouth opened widely to accept Ben's 40 year tongue into it and he maoned as they kissed.

When the sexy kiss finally commenced, Katie sighed and Ben said to me, "Tell me, John, did you get a thrill pulling down your slutty little girl's shorts so a strange man could have better access to her charms?"

I nodded shamefully. It was true. I did indeed get a thrill from doing that and couldn't deny it. Ben chuckled once more. He was now pulling katie's T-shirt off. He tossed it on the floor and continued to finger fuck her vigorously.

"She's got a nice tight cunt," he informed me. "I may need some help getting into it. I don't know yet. But first I'm going to have her suck me off."

It was then that he extracted his cock from his pants and I almost shit when I saw it. It had to be a good nine inches in length and it was very, very thick around. I could not imagine how on earth he thought he could ever get a monster prick like his into little Katie's cunny. He then made Katie place both her little hands on it and stroke it up and down. She seemed curiously intent on pleasing him, much to my surprise and shock. He let her do this for awhile, and finally he told her what he wanted next.

"Suck it, bitch cunt, " he demanded. "Suck my cock and suck it good or you'll get a whipping. Understood?"

I was revolted by the words and tone he was using on Katie but found it turned me on all the more when he called her those filthy and degrading names.

Kate nodded that she understood, the bent her head lower and opened her small mouth as much as she could and began to engulf Ben Phillips' shiny purplish cockhead while he groaned with delight.

"Look at her, John, " Ben panted. "Look at your whorish little daughter. She's sucking her very first cock and loving it, I can tell, and I can also tell that YOU love it too, don't you?"

I nodded and blushed red once again. My poor cock was aching in my pants and Ben must have sensed this because he told me to pull it out and jerk off while I watched sweet little Katie suck him off. I did as he instructed and was jacking slowly because I did not want to cum yet, not until HE did. I wanted to see his gobs of cum fill my little 8 year old daughter's mouth, as sick and twisted as such an idea was.

To my amazement Katie managed to get almost half of Ben's large cockmeat in her little mouth ans she was sucking avidly and with lust as Ben cursed her and called her still more lewd names like "cocksucker", "slutbaby", "fuck whore" and worse, while I slowly jerked off and thrilled to each dirty anme he called her.

"Aggghhh, I'm gonna' cum now, babyslut," Ben yelled out, "and you better swallow every drop, you little bitch whore, or you'll get the beating of your young life! Agghhhhh ... shit, her it CUMS!"

And cum he did. I looked on in sheer awe and blissful lust as poor Katie gagged and choked on her first load of cum juice, but she did manage to devour most of it. The rest Ben splattered across her face.

"Don't wipe it off, whorebaby," Ben instructed Katie, "I'm gonna' make your daddy lick it off of you." Then Ben grinned widely.

"Get over here, John, " Ben ordered. "And don't give me any shit about it. I want you to taste my cum from your little cunt daughter's face and I know you want to, so get over here NOW."

I had never tasted a man's cum before, not even my own, but I did as Ben commanded and bent down and licked every drop of his salty cum from Katie's pretty cum stained face while Ben grinned and laughed at my humiliation.

Then Ben told me to get him another cold drink and he said he would take the drink upstairs and instructed Katie to lead him to her bedroom.

"I should get hard again pretty soon," Ben informed me, "and when I do, John, I'm taking her cherry. You can come up and watch but no interference, is that clear?"

I nodded submissively.

Katie hadn't said a word throughout all this and I could not help but wonder how SHE was handling all this. I finished jerking off then went up to Katie's bedroom where Ben now had taken off her panties and was laying on his back totally naked, his legs far apart. Katie was crouched nude between his legs and licking his balls and also his asshole.

"Try and get your little tongue up my ass, bitch, " Ben barked. "Ah, that's the way. slut. Oh, yeah, just like that. Mmmm."

"Damn, John, " Ben told me as I stood there stupidly and watched my daughter push her little pink tongue up Ben's asshole, "you got a natural cocksucker and asslicker here. You should be damn proud."

I didn't reply. I just stared in lustful depravity as my little girl tongued out Ben's sweaty and hairy asshole. Katie had shit on her tongue when Ben ordered her finally to halt the rim job. I noticed that Ben's big cock had become erect once more.

"Time to fuck her, John, " Ben said matter-of-factly."Get on your back, slutcunt," Ben told Katie. "John, slide a pillow under her little ass. Then I want you to hold her legs apart while I work it up in her." I did as I was told. The demented pleasure that I received from holding my 8 year old daughter's laegs apart so that she could get her first fucking from a complete stranger almost made me cum, even though my poor 6 inch cock was not again even hard! It took some doing and lots of screams from Katie before Ben was able to penetrate her little slit.

"Tell the little whore to stop screaming, John, " Ben told me. "She's driving me nuts and I can't concentrate."

"Stop - stop screaming, sweetheart, " I said to Katie. "Mr Phillips is going to fuck you and that is that. You have to learn to take his cock and other cocks too, so just stop complaining and learn to obey when a man is fucking you."

"That's the way, John, " Ben grunted as he plummed in and out of my darling daughter's baby cunt. "Now you're gettin' the idea."

I don't know what made me say such things to Katie but the words just came out and I was glad they did. My cock began to rise right after I said that.

"Get down behind me, John" Ben moaned. "Lick my balls while I fuck your sexy slut daughter."

I didn't hesitate a second. I got down behind Ben's hairy ass and licked his sweaty nut sac for all I was worth as he rocked in and out of Katie's child like pussy. A few minutes later his balls contracted and I massaged them as he began filling her with his seed. Then he grunted and collapsed atop her.

"God damn, that was good, " Ben sighed. katie was crying now and Ben's hands gripped her small cute asscheeks. "This little whore is one fine piece of kiddie ass," he added. "I'm gonna' enjoy fucking her from now on, that's for sure."

Ben then got off of Katie and lai beside her. He ordered me to clean her bloody, cum soaked little cunny with my mouth and I knew better than argue about it so I at once did this as Ben watched and laughed lewdly.

"How's her little cunt taste with my cum and her blood all over it, John?" he inquired.

I just moaned and he laughed again.

"I think I'll have you clean her every time I fuck her from now on," he said. "A lot of dads like doing that when I fuck their daughters."

I told Katie to get herself a bath and clean herself up real good before her mother got back home, and then Ben dressed and we returned to the family room. He then proceeded to tell me that he had already fucked three other little girls in our neighborhood but would not enlighten me as to who they were. But he did say that two of the dads had reacted exactly like I had at watching their little young pretty daughters being abused so I felt a bit of joy at not being alone in that aspect. He also told me that he would be fucking Katie from now on and that a couple of guys from where he worked would no doubt want to fuck her too. One of them was black, he informed me, and I got a rush thinking of a balck man having young Katie. He said he and his buddies would probably be taking pictures too of Katie as they sexed her so that he could sell them to some people he knew back in the midwest who were fond of kiddie porn. He made me agree to have Katie available whenever he wanted to molest and abuse her. I nodded in compliance. "You can watch of course, " Ben said, "and claen her up after me and my buddies have her." I nodded again. Then he left the house. Before my wife got home I instructed Katie not to say a word about any of this to her mother and she said she wouldn't, but that did not turn out to be the case.

My wife Carrie arrived home about an hour after Ben Phillips had left our home. Katie was bathed and fresh, and looked none the worse after her ordeal with our new neighbor. My wife suspected nothing out of the ordinary. Things went fine for the next few days, until I arrived home from work the following Wednesday. My wife was in the kitchen, preparing dinner, and she had a most disturbed look on her lovely face. I knew at once that something was horribly wrong, and it didn't take long for me to discover just what it was.

"Katie told me she met our new neighbor the other day," Carrie said icily. "Seems he stopped by while I was shopping."

"Oh, yeah, honey," I replied, still not cognizant of just how much she knew about Ben Phillips' visit. "I guess I forgot to mention that."

"Yes, I guess you did," she went on, her tone still frosty and bitter.
"I guess you also forget to mention that he had sex with Katie while he was here, hm?"

I had no answer for that one, so I just stood there aghast, while my wife slashed away at some celery with her knife. I was hoping I didn't wind up like that celery! There was a very awkward silence in the room until at last my wife spoke again.

"I'm not angry that she got sexed," Carrie said finally, much to my shock and surprise. "What I am angry about, John, is that you obviously
and purposely did not have the courage to tell me about it! Don't you feel
that I have the right to know when and with whom our daughter has sex with?"

"Well, uh .. sure .. of course, darling," I mumbled. "I - I just was waiting, I guess ... uh, for, you know, for the, uh ... right time."

"And when would that be?" my wife questioned. "When she got knocked up?"

"Oh, honey, " I sputtered. "She can't get knocked up. She's way too young for that to happen."

"Hmmph," my wife grumbled, now finished with the celery. She put down the knife, much to my relief, then wiped her hands on her apron. "Oh, John, " she said, her voice much softer now, and closer to her normal tone, "I am only angry because you didn't tell me about it. It makes me feel as if you don't trust me. Instead, I had to hear it from Katie when she came home from school today. She said it was supposed to be a secret, but she said she couldn't hold the secret any longer, and had to tell mommy. You knew she would eventually, didn't you?"

"Yeah, I suppose so, " I decried heavily, still startled that my enchanting spouse did not seem opposed to our adolescent daughter having had sex with our new perverted neighbor. "I'm sorry, babe. I truly am. Will .. will you forgive me?" I augmented humbly.

"Yes," she said frailly, now coming over to where I stood and placing her arms around my neck.

"And .. and, you're not mad?," I asked hopefully. "I mean about Katie and Ben Phillips having sex?"

"No," she said in a purring voice. "Not at all. In fact, love, when she told me all the juicy details, I got rather wet. I still am." Then she laughed a very gentle laugh, and it was then my cock got hard and I kissed her with craving as she pressed up against me.

"Let's fuck, " she whispered in my ear, binding her agile body into me.

"Here?" I gasped. "In the kitchen? Now?"

"Uh-huh," she mewed.

"Uh, what about Katie?" I vocalized, breathing hard, as my wife reached down and began to tug at the zipper of my fly.

"She's up in her room, watching TV", Carrie notified me, now freeing my stiff prick from my trousers. She dropped to her knees of the floor and took the head of my rod in her mouth and started sucking it playfully.

"Ohhh, shit!" I called out. "Damn, that feels good, baby!"

"Tell me about it," my wife sighed dreamily, taking my cock head out of her mouth for just a second to speak. "Tell me how this wicked, dirty man fucked our little girl the other day. Tell me, John, while I suck your cock. I want to hear all the filthy details."

And so I did, leaving nothing out. I related to her with bated breath everything that had taken place between Ben and our little girl, while Carrie sucked ardently on my throbbing cock.

Just as I was about to erupt in her mouth, she pulled back.

"Fuck me now, John," he begged, panting vigorously. "Fuck me and tell me how you felt seeing our little girl get her cherry popped by a complete stranger."

I literally tore off my clothes, and Carrie did likewise. Two minutes later I penetrated her juiced up cunt right there on our cold kitchen floor, and fucked her like a crazed animal. As we humped I could smell the odor of her wet pussy, and I knew she was as hot as she'd ever been. I could no longer smell the morsels of food simmering on the stove. The horny aroma of my wife's slippery cunt was all I could detect now. I banged away at her snatch as she held me tight, her hands gripping my ass cheeks, her long nails digging in there, as I relayed in panted gasps how much I had enjoyed seeing our dynamic delicate 8 year old daughter get her sugary cunny fucked by our twisted neighbor the other day. When I again told her that Ben and two of his co-workers would be fucking Katie soon, and that one of them was a black man, Carrie reached a sensational orgasm, almost screaming with bliss.

"Aghhhhhhhh .. ohhhhhhhhh, I want .. to see ... that, " my wife cried out lustfully. "I want to see that little bitch ... fucked by a black man .."

Then she reached another feverish orgasm, just as I emptied my load of hot sperm deep up inside her.

I heaved and then fell on top of my still panting wife. We just laid there, gasping for air, when we both heard a small voice behind us.

"Hi, Mommy," Katie said perkily. "Hi, Daddy. You two are fucking."

Then she giggled.

I turned my head in the direction of her voice. So did my wife.

"Yes, we are, sweetheart," my wife affirmed. "But we're all done now.
"We thought you were up in your room, honey, watching TV."

"I was, Mommy," she replied. "But I heard lots of noise down here so I came to see what was making all that noise."

"Well, it was just us, Katie," my wife informed her, as I now slid out of my wife's cum caked cunt and rolled over on to my side.

"What's all that, Mommy?" Katie asked inquisitively, pointing one smallish hand directly at her mother's saturated love nest.

"That's your daddy's cum, honey," my wife explained. "Want to taste some?"

"Okay," Katie expounded enthusiastically, moving closer to us now.

My wife rubbed her fingertips around her cunt lips and then offered what was on them to our fascinated daughter. Katie opened her mouth gingerly and accepted the gooey substance, sucking her mother's fingers clean in the process.

"Did you like that, sweetness?" my wife inquired.

"Uh-huh," Katie smiled, licking her lips now. "Can I have some more?"

"Sure, honey," my wife laughed, giving her still another dose. Katie devoured it with exuberance.

"I think we have a real cum eater on our hands," Carrie said to me.
"She really seems to love the taste of sperm, doesn't she, John?"

I could only nod in agreement as I watched our precious baby girl lick her mother's fingers dry once more. Then an idea popped into my brain.

"Come closer, honey pie," I said to Katie. "Get down here between your mommy's legs. Go ahead."

A brief look of hesitation crossed Katie's face, but then she got down between Carrie's legs. I placed a hand on the back of her small head and gently nudged her face into her mother's gash.

"Lick her, Katie," I groaned. "Lick your mommy's cunt hole, and you can get more of daddy's cum there, okay?"

I pushed her head further down. And soon our little darling was busily lapping away at her mother's cunt, licking up the spent cum and swallowing it nicely.

"Lick her, Katie", I prompted, holding the back of her head. "Lick her good. Show us how much you love eating fresh cum, you little whore."

"Yes, lick me," my wife now panted anew. "Lick daddy's tasty cum from my cunt, you little dirty bitch. Kiss it ,too! Kiss my cunt, Katie."

And Katie complied with relish, licking away and slurping noisily now at my wife's freshly fucked pussy. The fragrance of Carrie's cunt was
again filling my nostrils as I watched the exciting scene of my lush 8 year old daughter , clad in cute purple shorts and a Donald Duck T-shirt, eating her 33 year old mother's cum soaked pussy. My horny wife was on the verge of another orgasm, so I bent over and sucked her left tit, then biting lovingly its pert nipple, as my wife let go with a glorious and marvelous
shuddering climax.

"Aghhhhhhh, dear God!" Carrie clamored loudly. "This little slut made me cummmmmmmmmmmm.........." Her entire body shook as she erupted, and I sucked even more torridly on her tit as she went off.

Once Carrie has subsided from her gratifying orgasm, I released little Katie's head and she looked up at me. Trcikles of my sperm were visible at the corners of her small mouth. She licked at it with her tiny pink tongue and got it all.

"Tastes good, huh, baby girl?" I asked.

"Uh-huh, " she giggled, apparently pleased at being a cum eater.

"How'd you like some more, sweet cheeks?" I inquired, pointing down at my limp cock. "I have some too, just like Mommy. You can have it, if you like."

My wife and I watched with acute eyes as our beautiful little daughter
now lowered her head to my flaccid cock. She took it in her tiny hands, then proceeded to lick and kiss it, but soon stopped, and looked up at me with disappointment..

"It's all dry, Daddy, " she said sadly.

"Well, lick it anyway, sweet stuff, " I remarked. "In fact, put it in your little mouth and suck on it, Katie. It might just get hard again and then I can give you a whole fresh load to gulp down. Would you like that, you sweet little slut?"

"Uh-huh," she purred, and eagerly took the head of my limp tool in her petite mouth and commenced to suck, while I moaned in renewed joy.

My wife watched closely as our slutty pre-teen daughter sucked ever so reverently on my cock. Much to my astonishment, and ELATION, I became erect once more in her mouth.

"Suck it, baby girl, " I screamed out. "Suck your daddy's nice dick!
OH, yeah, just like THAT, you little lusty cunt! Play with my balls too while you suck me, Katie!"

My wife guided Katie's small hands to my nut sac and showed her the proper way to massage and caress them. I was delerious with rapture!

Katie sucked and sucked until I finally was able to shoot off again.
I gave the little bitch a load of cum that gagged her, and my wife held her small head in tow so that she was unable to pull back. She had no choice but to swallow or choke. She managed to get the majority of my sperm down her tiny throat, then Carrie released her and she coughed some more, a portion of my cum dripping down her chin as she did so.

"Did you like that, baby doll?" I asked of her, once she stopped her coughing. "Did you like sucking your daddy's cock like a little whore/"

"Uh-huh," she smiled prettily, and i could see a tiny drop of my cum on her front teeth. "Your cock is nice, Daddy. But I like Mr. Ben's cock better," she added, causing my wife to laugh.

"Why is that, sweetie?" my wife asked her. "Why do you like Mr. Ben's cock better than your daddy's?"

"I dunno'," she answered. "I just do."

For some unknown and bizarre reason, I was thrilled that my little slut daughter seemed to prefer the cock of a pedophile stranger to her own father's, and I probably would have sprung another hard--on over her curt and uncomplimentary comment had I not just cum seconds ago.

"Well, you'll be getting some more of Mr. Ben's cock tomorrow night, little girl," I informed her. "He called me today at my office and wants you at his house at 7 o'clock tomorrow night."

"Goody," Katie squealed with delight.

"Oh, darling, " my wife interjected. "You didn't tell me that he'd called you."

"I haven't had the chance to until now," I said flatly.

"Are .. are his two friends going to be there too?" Carrie asked excitedly.

"Yes, they are," I told her. "I better call him back too, right after dinner, and let him know that YOU are now aware of what's going on and see if he will want you to tag along, babe."

"Mmm, please do, John", she urged. "I definitely want to be there."

After dinner, Katie helped Carrie with the dishes and I relaxed in the living room. I called Ben Phillips and told him the news about Carrie now knowing everything. He was quite pleased.

"So, I can bring Carrie along tomorrow night?" I asked, hopefully.

"Of course," Ben chuckled lewdly. "I can understand her wanting to see her little bitch tramp daughter getting it from three men. It's not all that uncommon for a mother, just like a father, to want to witness the sordid corruption and sexual degradation of her child."

After the phone conversation with Ben, I informed my wife of what had been said. She beamed upon hearing that she would be welcome at his home the following night.

Later that evening, Carrie went upstairs, then returned shortly thereafter with a few magazines. She placed them in my lap. Kate pulled herself away from the television to join us.

"Look at these, John, " my wife said to me. "and you'll see why I am so excited about Katie getting sexed by grown men."

I picked up the first one and gazed at its shiny cover. The cover displayed a large picture of a young girl, maybe even a year or so younger than Katie, totally naked, sucking on the stiff cock of a man of about 50. The tyke's eyes were closed and she appeared to be enjoying sucking the older man's prick. Behind the per-teen girl was another older man, and he was about to jam his hard dick up her tiny twat.

I began to flip the pages, with Katie and my wife on either side of me, looking on together at the vulgar, but pleasing, pictures that were
there. Most of the shots depicted very young girls being fucked and licked in every way imaginable, but there were also a number of glossy prints of young boys too, many of them being force fed older male's cocks and a few even being painfully buggered up their tender, cute, young ass holes.
I found that one photo in particular, a naked blond boy of perhaps six or seven, being ass fucked by a grinning man of 60 or thereabouts, while another man pissed on the lad's adorable face, to be very arousing to me.

My wife caught me straring at that picture and commented, "Like that one, do you?" she smiled knowingly.

I nodded, admitting that I did.

"Well, we shall have to see about getting you a young boy soon, won't we?" she said seductively.

"That might be nice," I said in a husky tone, still looking at that shot.

"Mmm, I think I'd enjoy seeing you with a small boy, John, " she told me. "I'd like to see you fuck him, of course, but I think most of all I'd enjoy
seeing you suck his little dick and then HIM pissing on YOU. I think YOU would like that also, wouldn't you, darling?"

"Yes, " I confessed with a hoarse voice, just above a whisper. "I - I am sure that would be quite nice."

Katie's interests were divided by those pictures in the three magazines that showed girls her own age sucking cocks and the ones that portrayed young boys peeing. From her absorption of the latter enticing renderings, I felt sure our youthful Katie would soon be getting piss baths
from the boys at her school. The thought of THAT possibility inflamed my senses and my cock got half-hard.

"Where did you get these magazines?" I probed my wife. "And where have you been keeping them? They look rather old."

"They are, honey," she confirmed. "I've had them since I was in high school. A guy I used to date, who was fucking his mother and little sister gave them to me. I had them in my undies drawer. I wanted to show them to you, John, several times, in fact, but I was not sure just what your reaction would be until this thing with Katie and our neighbor happened.
They have some really nice pictures in them, don't they?"

"God, yes." I had to corroborate. "Very nice indeed. You know, Carrie," I stated, "I never realized until the other day when I watched our neighbor sexing little Katie how exciting it is to see young kids getting sexed up. Just seeing them naked is quite a thrill, too!"

"I know, " my wife agreed. "That's how I felt that first time I watched my old high school boyfriend give it to his little sister. She was about 10 at the time. I liked seeing him do his mother too, but I enjoyed watching him with his kid sister far better."

"He -- he let you watch?" I exclaimed in disbelief. "Wow, that must have been something!"

"It was, " she confided. "I would just sit there and watch the little bitch suck his cock, then he'd usually fuck her, and then I'd go home and play with my clit until I got off."

"You .. you never joined in?" I asked.

"No, never, " she replied. "Oh, I could have. He asked me often if I wanted to, but I always declined. I was too nervous and afraid back then that I'd get into trouble if I did something like that."

"And his mother?" I probed further. "Did you watch him do his mother, too, babe?"

"Oh, sure, " she said nonchalantly. "Lots of times. She didn't care. I think, in fact, she liked having an audience. Anyway, darling, that's how I got hooked on kiddie sex. I've kept it pretty well concealed all these years, haven't i?"

"You certainly have," I had to attest. "But I'm delighted that it is all out in the open now, sweetheart." Then I leaned over and kissed her lips genially.

Katie was paying us no mind. She was attentively studying all of the sleek sexy pictures in the magazines.

"Look at this one, Daddy," she quipped, pointing at a glossy shot of a young boy of maybe 11 or 12 spraying his piss all over the face of a young girl half his age.

"Mmm, looks nice, " I commented. "Do you like that picture, Katie?"

"Uh-huh," she said shyly. "That is what Donny Burke and his friend wants to do to me and Stephanie."

Stephanie was our daughter's very best friend, but I had no idea who the hell Donny Burke was, or his friend, nor exactly just what my little girl was talking about. I asked her to explain further, and she did, as my wife and I listened heedfully.

Our daughter explicated with an energized voice how this Donny Burke boy, an older lad in the sixth grade, along with his fellow classmate, a kid named Tommy, had cornered her and Stephanie after school about a week ago and showed the two pixies their boyish dicks.

"They made me and Stephie' look at their cocks, Daddy", she said with mounting excitement. "Then they said they wanted to pee on us."

"No, Mommy," she shook her head. "Stephie' wanted to let them but I wasn't sure we should, so I said no. I was afraid I would get my clothes all wet, too."

"Well, your clothes can always be washed, sweetie," my wife said to our daughter in a most casual tone of voice. "I think you should have went along with Stehanie, dear one, and let those boys spray you with their warm piss. Don't you agree, John?" my wife inquired of me.

"I do," I affirmed. The thought of little Katie being splattered by the golden hot piss of two sixth grade ruffians caused my cock to twitch with pleasure.

"So, the next time those boys tell you they want to piss on you, honey, you tell them "yes", is that clear?" my wife instructed her.

"Yes, Mommy", Katie replied softly.

"Did those boys have nice cocks, sweetie?" Carrie asked. "And were they hard?"

"Uh-huh," Katie confided.

"And did they say just where they wanted to pee on you?" I asked this time.

"Yes, daddy, " came her response. "They said they wanted to pee on our faces."

"Mmmm, nice, " I sighed, as my cock became fully erect now in my pants.

"You have to learn, Katie, " my wife lectured her, "to do what boys and men tell you from now on. If any boy, or any man, wants to piss on you, then you are going to have to let them do it. If they want to fuck your cute little pussy, or stick their cocks in your little slutty mouth and have you suck them until they cum, then you will have to go along with that, too. Is all this clear to you now, slut girl?"

"Yes, Mommy, " Katie said obediently. "I will do what any boy tells me from now on. I promise."

"And any MAN also," Carrie reminded her.

"Yes, Mommy. Any man too," she murmured.

"Good girl," my wife praised her. "Now, unzip your daddy's fly and suck his cock so he can give you another nice dose of his cum for you to drink up. Your daddy has gotten another hard-on thinking of how cute you will look when those nasty boys piss all over your pretty face, and maybe even make you suck their cocks afterwards."

I pushed the magazines aside and made room for Katie to unzip my pants and extract my rock hard cock. Then I sighed long and deep as she began sucking it like a good little slut daughter. As she sucked, I closed my eyes, and envisioned the two boys spraying her beautiful little face with their urine. I couldn't wait for that to occur!

Katie sucked me, slurping amorously on my cock, as though she were a seasoned cock sucker. I just laid there, stroking the lovely hair on her head with my fingers, as visions of her being pissed on ran through my mind. My wife's eyes were glued to the vile scene, and I noted she was gently pawing her cunt as Katie sucked me. Katie had both of her tiny hands embracing the base of my prick, and it didn't take long before I was ready to flood her mouth with my sperm.

"Here it comes, baby slut!", I groaned. "Get ready for daddy's fuck juice, and be sure to swallow it all, too!" Then I shot off, filling my little slutty daughter's mouth with my seed.

She accepted my load willingly, slurping, gulping, even gagging a trifle, as the sticky fluid raced down her throat and into her belly. When I was satisfied, I pulled her small head from my cock.

"Lick your daddy's cock head, Katie," Carrie instructed our daughter. "You must always do that, slut girl, after you suck a man's cock, so that you can get any drops that might be there."

"'Kay, Mommy," she said softly and obediently. Then her little tongue flickered over my cock head, taking in the few drops of cum that were indeed present there.

Katie requested that she be permitted to sleep with us that night, and we let her. My wife and I placed her between us, and Carrie licked Katie's hairless pussy as I watched with pleasure. Then, just prior to us all falling asleep, I tongued out our daughter's precious ass hole, while my wife taught Karie the finer points of pussy eating. It was indeed quite a sensational treat for me to observe my wife having her gorgeous wet snatch licked and kissed by our 8 year old daughter. I loved it! My wife seemed fond of it too, experiencing two thunderous orgasms as Katie lapped her.

I got home the following evening just in time to witness Katie and my wife standing in the area of our home that houses our washer and dryer. The washer was churning and grinding noisily, and Katie was totally nude, except for her pink bunny slippers.

"What's going on?", I inquired, as I kissed the two of them, one after the other.

"I'm washing Katie's school clothes," my wife informed me. "She was completely soaked, John, when she got home from school today."

"Oh?", I muttered, a big smile crossing my face. "Don't tell me our little slut baby got pissed on by those devilish boys from her school?"

"She certainly did, dear," Carrie affirmed. "And they did a terrific job of drenching her, too! She was a complete mess when she came home. I had to bathe her of course, and shampoo her hair. Now, I am washing her clothes, as you can see."

"Well, well, well, " I said with a grin. "I want to hear all about it." My cock was already beginning to grow hard in my pants.

"Tell him Katie," my wife stated. "Tell your daddy what happened."

Katie let out with a big sigh, then began to speak excitedly.

"Well, Daddy, " she began, "right after school I was looking for Stephie' so we could walk home together, like we always do, but I couldn't find her in the halls at all, so I went into the girls' restroom, but she wasn't there either. It was all empty."

"Okay, so then what happened, sweet stuff?"

Another big sigh, then she continued.

"Just as I was coming out of the rest room, Daddy, " Katie told me, "I bumped right into Donny Burke and his friend Tommy. They were coming into the girls' rest room, even though they're not s'posed to."

"Sounds like they were following you, honey, hm?", I mentioned.

"Uh-huh. I think they were, Daddy," she replied. "Anyway, they had really stupid looking smiles on their faces when they saw me, and they wouldn't let me pass them so I could get out the door and look some more for Stephie'. They kept blocking the way, daddy."

"I see, " I interjected. "Then what happened, baby love?"

Katie sighed deeply still one more time. It was obvious she was as excited as could be.

"Well, I couldn't get by them, Daddy, so I said to Donny, 'what do you want?', and he goes, 'well, me and Tommy want to piss on you."

"And what did you say to that, Katie?", I asked anxiously, now placing my right hand in my pants pocket so I could squeeze my mounting hard-on.

"Well, I 'membered what you and Mommy told me yesterday, Daddy, so I told them they could," she sputtered.

"Well, you did the right thing, that's for sure," I told her. "Now, go on. What happened next, honey?"

"They made me get all the way to the back of the rest room, then told me I had to get on my knees, so I did, even though the floor was kind of cold. Then, Donny told me to raise my head and open my mouth as wide as I could."

"And did you?", I asked with a heavy breath.

"Uh-huh," Katie said sweetly.

"Good girl," I commended her.

"Then both of them unzipped their pants, Daddy, and pulled out their cocks. Donny squirted his pee in my mouth, but some of it got away 'cause I couldn't drink it all 'cause it came out too fast. Tommy just stood there and laughed. Then, he started squirting me too. His pee went all over my face, my hair and my clothes. That's why Mommy is washing them now. They really got me all wet everywhere, Daddy!"

"I see," I moaned. "Were you able to drink a lot of that boy's piss, Katie, or just a little?"

"Oh, a lot, daddy," she said with enthusiasm. "But he kept squirting it so fast, like I said, that I just couldn't get it all."

"That's okay, baby doll, " I said in an assuring tone. "Sounds like you did real well. Did -- did you like how his piss tasted, baby slut?"

"It was okay, daddy," she answered candidly. "It was kind of salty though."

"So, is that the whole story, sweets?", I wanted to know.

"Oh, no, daddy," she crooned. "Donny and Tommy made me suck their cocks after that."

"Oh, Jesus!", I cried out, unzipping my fly, and extracting my swollen cock from it. I began stroking it, and my wife and Katie both seemed amused by my horniness. "Did -- did they cum in that sweet little hot mouth of your's, bitch girl?"

"Uh-huh, " Katie cooed. "They didn't squirt as much gooey stuff as you do, Daddy, but they made me swallow it all. They called me lots of dirty names too, Daddy, while I sucked on their cocks. Donny said I am a real good cock sucker and the prettiest whore in the whole school. And Tommy says he wants to fuck me and have his father fuck me too."

"Ohhh, ahhh, SHIT!", I grunted, just as my cum erupted and flew half way across the laundry room, landing in part on the wall and the floor.

Katie giggled and squealed as she observed my jizz shooting off wildly, and Carrie laughed loudly.

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After dinner, we prepared ourselves for our visit to Ben Phillips' home. My wife was dressed rather provocatively in a mini-dress, complete with heels and nylons. She had attired Katie in a cute pink, very short skirt, a white sleeveless V-neck top with ruffles, and pink socks and tennis shoes. I simply tossed on a sport shirt and a pair of slacks for the occasion.

Ben answered the door when we arrived. He greeted all three of us warmly, especially Katie, whom he took in his arms and hugged tightly, planting a lingering french kiss on her little mouth as Carrie and I looked on approvingly.

"My wife's not here," Ben explained to us, as he ushered us into his living room. "She had to go out this evening. And my friend Conrad was unable to make it also," he added, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

"But I'd like you to meet Cliff. Cliff, this is the sexy little girl I told you about, and these are her parents."

Ben then introduced us all by name, as I shook Cliff's immense black hand. He was as black as the ace of spades, and rather good looking, too. I judged his age to be about 40 to 45.

Ben seated Katie next to him on the sofa, between himself and Cliff, while my wife and I were seated on a love seat across the way.

"So, tell me, Cliff, " I said to the handsome black man, just after Ben returned from the kitchen with soft drinks for us all, "are you a pedophile too, like Ben?"

"I surely am, " Cliff confirmed for me. "I'm divorced now, and never had any kids of my own, but I truly do love children, and love having sex with them, when the opportunity presents itself."

"Do you like boys too, or just girls?", my wife cut in.

"Both, actually, " he confided. "But I prefer girls, especially ones who are as cute as your little Katie here. She's a beauty."

Carrie and I both thanked him for the compliment, then I asked him how many kids he'd had sex with in his life.

"Oh, about twenty or so, mostly white kids ,too," he declared. "I like sexing the white children, and I've found that most parents whose kids I have sexed seem to be quite pleased by the contrast of skin color. They seem to really like seeing their little son or daughter violated by a black cock, maybe even more than a white one."

Carrie and I both noticed that Ben was avidly feeling up our little slutty daughter as we chatted with his friend Cliff.

Cliff then went on to tell us about his most recent conquest, a pretty white girl of 5, whose mom and dad lived not far from here, he said.

"Both parents were anxious to see their little girl turned into a slut for black cock," Cliff explained to us. "It seems they had watched a taboo video where a bunch of black men rape and molest a young white bitch of 7 or 8 while the girl's parents are tied to chairs and forced to watch their little slut get violated. Anyway, this apparently turned them both on so much that they decided they too wanted their little girl used like that, so me and my brother Jefferson made their wish come true."

"Did -- did you tie the parents to chairs too, while you and your friend raped their daughter?", I asked spiritedly.

"Oh, yeah, you bet," Cliff laughed. "They loved it, too. We fucked that little honky slut's pussy and ass hole all night long, then made her fucked up mom and dad suck our cocks clean after each fuck. It was great! We just stood alongside their chairs and shoved our messy dicks in their faces, and they sucked us clean every time."

Ben now had Katie on his lap and his right hand was wedged up under her short skirt. His friend Cliff looked over at him.

"Looks like you're about ready for some fine pre-teen pussy, Ben," Cliff grinned.

"I sure am," Ben smiled widely. Then he looked over at me.

"John, why don't you come over here and undress your little slut of a daughter for me and Cliff to use, hm?", he said firmly. "I'm sure your charming wife would enjoy seeing you disrobe the little cunt for two strangers to molest and defile, am I right?"

"Yes," I heard my wife say with a sensual sigh. "I would enjoy seeing John do that so that you two could abuse her."

"I thought so," Ben said, just as I began tugging Katie's top from her sexy little body. I got her short skirt off with twitching fingers, then he shoes and socks.

"Don't forget those cute panties," Ben scoffed. "I'm sure Cliff here is most anxious to see the little bitch's bald quim. Am I right, old buddy?"

"You got that right," Cliff said. "I sure do want to gaze at this fine little white slut's cunt slot."

I lowered Katie's panties to her ankles, and she stepped out of them.

"Part your legs a little, Katie, " I told her, now holding her pretty panties in my hands. "Show these men what a beautiful cunt you have."

She did as she was told, saying nothing, as Cliff reached over and probed at her hairless slit with two big black fingers. Katie shuddered, but did not move, as the black stud touched her pussy in a most perverse manner.

"I think it's time you and me got naked," Cliff said to Ben, as he rose from the sofa and embarked upon shedding his clothing.

"I agree," Ben snorted, following suit.

Both men hurriedly undressed, as Carrie, Katie and I watched silently.
When my wife and caught sight of the size of Cliff's black tool, we both gasped in disbelief. It was enormous, and would surely split our little girl's entire body in two if he attempted to jam it up her tiny twat.

"Jesus, honey, " I exclaimed to Carrie, "look at the size of that cock!"

"Yes, it's magnificent, " she sighed. "I just hope he can get it all inside Katie's little pussy."

"Are you crazy?", I said quickly. "He'll kill her if he does!"

"No, he won't," my wife said in return, still staring at Cliff's monstrous sized fuck pole with her bright blue eyes. "She'll take it. I know she will."

I said nothing in reply, and focused my attention back across the way where Cliff was now bending Katie's small head to his gigantic dick.

"Ever suck a black cock before?", Cliff asked her as he pressed his mighty rod to her lips.

"No, Sir, " Katie said in a trembling sort of voice.

"Well, get busy on your first one then, you little slut," he demanded. "Open that pretty mouth of your's and suck my black cock, and suck it good!"

"Yes, sir, " she said shakily.

Carrie and I clasped hands, and watched in amazement as our little slut daughter stretched her mouth around that glorious, king-sized black shaft and began to suck on it dutifully. Much to our astonishment she was able to get almost half of Cliff's cock in her mouth. She sucked like a true slut, and used her small hands to massage Cliff's big black balls as she sucked him off.

"Oh, yeah, that feels nice," Cliff proclaimed, relaxing his weight now against the back of the sofa. "You are one fine little cock sucker, sweetie. I like the way you are playing with my balls too, so keep doing that."

Ben was stroking his cock now, his mouth hanging open, as he watched our daughter feed on the black man's huge prick. My wife and I were shocked that so much of the black stud's cock was inside Katie's sexy mouth. The little whore was performing a most capable cock sucking job on Cliff's tool.

"Damn, your little slut is one hell of a dick sucker," Cliff shouted to me and Carrie, smiling broadly, as our little waif labored away on his prick with her mouth. The cheeks of her face were puffed out one either side like balloons about to burst.

Ben reached over with the hand that wasn't pulling on his pecker, and started feeling up Katie's cute ass as she continued blowing Cliff. I noticed Ben's middle finger slide its way up Katie's tight ass hole, and she squirmed a bit as he maneuvered his finger around inside her rectum.

"That's it, you white baby cunt, " Cliff cried out. "Suck my black cock! Oh, yeah, bitch, just like that!"

Just then Ben pulled out his finger from Katie's tight anus, put it his nostrils, inhaled the scent, sighed and smiled, then slipped it back up Katie's rear end.

"Hey," Cliff looked over at Carrie and me. "How do you two like seeing your baby bitch slut sucking on a black cock?"

"It's - it's wonderful, " I told him with bated breath, my cock about to burst in my pants.

"It's heavenly," Carrie told him, sighing audibly, as she squeezed my hand tightly. "It's a beautiful sight."

"Why don't you get over here, mommy," Cliff said. "I'd like you to have a taste too."

Carrie looked at me excitedly, as if seeking my approval.

"Go ahead, " I urged her. "Suck his cock, darling. I know you want to, so do it."

My wife almost flew to the sofa where Cliff and Ben were seated. She dropped to her knees in surrender alongside Katie.

"Let your mommy have some now, baby bitch, " Cliff told Katie.
Katie stopped sucking and lifted her tiny head from the throbbing prick and offered it to her mother. My wife wasted no time grasping it and covering its head with her mouth. I could hear the sounds of her greedy slurping clear across the room. Her hands coveted the black man's nuts and she seemed to be worshipping them as she fondled them adoringly.

Ben now took hold of Katie and placed her on his lap, her back to his chest. He lifted her slightly, then lowered her on to his stiff dick, impaling her with it as it went up inside her little quim to his balls. then he grabbed her hips and began rocking her up and down on his baby loving cock. Katie was cooing with pleasure as Ben fucked her ever so nicely, and ever so lustfully.

It was difficult for me to determine which demented scene I liked seeing best. The one of my wife, down on her knees, sucking a black man's huge cock. or the one of my 8 year old daughter being ravished by the cock of a true and warped pedophile.

"Oh, yeah, you white bitch, " Cliff wailed, "suck my black cock, baby! Suck it good, you fucking slut!"

I was thrilled by the lewd words Cliff was using on my enticing wife as she sucked fondly on his black cock like a whore. I decided I just had to jerk off. Just as I pulled my dick out of my pants, I heard Ben say to Katie, "Do you like my cock in your little slutty pussy, Katie?"

"Oh, yes, Mr. Ben," she proclaimed delightfully. "It feels real nice."

"I'm glad, honey doll, " he replied with a long moan. "Why don't you tell your daddy to come over here and join us? He could lick my balls and your sweet pussy while we fuck. Wouldn't that be nice?"

"Uh-huh," Katie groaned softly, her petite hips twisting as she enjoyed our perverted neighbor's cock up her tight, juicy quim.

"Do it, slut baby. Tell him," Ben coaxed, bouncing her little body more rapidly now up and down on his gorgeous cock.

"Daddy, please come over here and lick Mr.Ben's nice balls and my cunt, too, 'kay?", my sweet 8 year old daughter pleaded.

My pre-teen daughter's word inflamed me, and I moved quickly over to them, dropped to my knees, and commenced at once to licking them both as they fucked rapturously.

"Oh, yeah, man," Ben Phillips groaned heatedly, as I licked his sweaty balls and my whorish daughter's cunt in unison. "That's fabulous! Shit, there's nothing like having a father lick your nuts while you molest and fuck his baby daughter. I love it!"

"Your daddy is a cock sucker and a cunt lapper, sweetie," I heard Ben tell my daughter. "I think when Mr. Cliff fucks you, darlin', I'm going to make your daddy lick his black ass hole. Would you like that?"

"Uh-huh, " Katie sighed. "Maybe you could make my Mommy do that too, 'kay?"

"Okay, I will, " Ben chuckled. "And then me and Mr. Cliff can piss on them afterwards, baby girl, and you can hold our cocks and aim them at your mommy and daddy. Would you like that, Katie?"

"Uh-huh," she said with a moan. "That would be fun."

Just then, right next to me, Cliff started to explode his wad in my wife's mouth. He came with a frenzy, and Carrie almost choked as she swallowed his fuck juice in panic like gulps.

"Mommy's getting her mouth filled with gooey stuff," Katie squealed, as she turned her head slightly to witness the end of the blow job her mother had given the black stud.

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