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Clayton's Children Book 1: Katy (Mf, Mff, Mmff, incest, pedo, teen)
By Clayton



	Chapter 1: A disappointment and a pleasant surprise.


It was just after I had finished high school and my mother and I took a holiday
on my uncle's property on the Queensland coast.  I had been told a fair bit
about the place, since my mother had vacationed there before and I was looking
forward to spending long days lounging on sandy beaches and swimming in the
waters of the tropics.  Well you can imagine my surprise when we arrived and I
discovered that while technically on the coast, the nearest salt water was all
mangrove estuary and the nearest accessible beach was some 20 km away and
shingle to boot.  The sandy beaches did exist but one had to drive to them and I
didn't have a drivers license.  I would get to visit these beaches but only on
shopping days.  I felt more than a little cheated by this lack of beaches but it
turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

The first morning I explore the property which is about 10 hectares, about half
of it covered by thick scrubby bush and prickly pear cactus.  Behind the my
uncle's land is a cattle station of about four thousand hectares.  There's a dam
on the property and I think well at least I can swim, however  when I reach it I
discover that the recent rains have washed out one of the walls and it consists
of about five inches of very hot water over about 10 inches of mud.  By this
time I am feeling really pissed off, here I am 25 km from the nearest town, even
smaller than the hell hole where I live, and 45 km from anywhere decent and the
beaches with the bikini clad bathing beauties.  Shit, it was starting to look
like I had gotten a raw deal in birthday/Christmas presents, four weeks in the
bush, nowhere to go and nothing to do.

I say words to this effect over lunch, and my uncle tells me that he'll take me
to visit a neighbor's property after lunch where I could at least swim and have
some young company.  Lunch ended, my uncle, mother and I pile into his little
Suzuki 4WD and drive over to visit the neighbors. 

When we get there I look the place over.  The house is a converted stockman's
hut raised about three meters off the ground, on a mixture of timber piles and
concrete block pillars, underneath there is a small room, also of concrete
blocks, with a twisted steel door that looks to have been blown half off it
hinges.  There are the beginnings of walls and piles of building materials
stacked underneath.  An aluminium caravan is parked to nearby.

I ask my uncle about the little room and he explained, "That's their battery
room, lightning hit their solar panels in recent storm, and the batteries
exploded.  They were very lucky as they had only just finished it.  A week
earlier and the explosion would have killed them, acid went everywhere."

Going up the stairs and onto the verandah, we meet the O'Conner family and are
invited in.  Inside the house there is a kitchen with a wood stove, and kerosene
fridge, beyond is a lounge with beautiful antique bookcases, the rest of the
furniture is shabby but comfortable looking.  An open door off the lounge leads
into a bedroom with a king-size bed.

My uncle introduces me to the O'Conners and I discover just how young my company
is to be, luckily I've always gotten on better with people younger than myself,
but this was to be the biggest age gap yet.  First there's the father James, mid
forties, about 6 foot, dark hair, skinny as a rake, with a short beard, the
mother Jane, again in her mid forties, five foot eight, long dark blonde hair
and more than a little overweight.  Next is Jimmy, twelve years old, four foot
six, short hair same color as his mother's and looking as obnoxious as only an
twelve year old can.  Last is Katy, nine ("Almost ten" she informs me
indignantly.), skinny, Nordic blonde hair, blue eyes, faded blue shorts two
sizes too large and an old white T-shirt which looked like it belonged to her
father.  I'm pissed all over again, not even any 'scenery' to look at.  After
the introductions and a quick cup of tea my uncle and mother return to his
house, him to go to sleep, as he was on night shift and my mother to go horse
riding with one of the stockmen.

The kids go into the caravan, where they apparently sleep, to get changed into
their bathers while I go down to the dam to have a look at what looked like my
only entertainment for most of the next four weeks.  When I get a look at it I
see the first good luck of my holiday.  It's about thirty meters long and about
fifteen wide, at one end there's a small grass covered island about six meters
across with a weeping willow in the middle and a pole with a small diving
platform jutting from it at the other.  I drop my towel onto an old cable drum
nearby, strip off my T-shirt and stepping out of my thongs I start to wade into
the water.

From behind me, there comes a yell of "Wait!", I turn and the kids are running
towards me, Jimmy is wearing a ratty pair of denim cutoffs belted with a piece
of rope and Katy has on a black one piece.  As they get closer I think to myself
'Shit, where do these people shop for clothes, the Salvo's.' Katy's suit is
several sizes too large and gapes at every opening. (I later learn that the
family are eco-nuts and spends nearly all of their money on the property,
clearing the regrowth scrub and buying and planting rain forest trees.)

The kids come pelting up to me and Katy grabs my hand, dragging me around to the
end of the dam where a log is laid out over the water to the diving platform and
leads me out to it. "C'mon Jimmy, get over here," she calls.

When he arrives she tells me to wrap my right arm about the pole, which extends
about twelve feet above the platform, and hang on to my right hand with my left,
she then instructs Jimmy to climb up and stand on my shoulders.  Once she has us
arranged to her satisfaction she climbs up our bodies, standing in the crook of
my left arm and placing her left foot on my shoulder, as she does this the leg
of her suit gapes even further and there is her little cunt only inches from my
eyes. Sproing, instant hardon and I start to think that this holiday wouldn't be
so bad after all.  In this position the outer lips of her pussy are pulled wide
open and her clit, which was anything but little, peeks out from between her
shell pink inner lips.

An instant like eternity later, she lifts her other foot up and clambers up her
brother to stand on his shoulders, looking up I could see her brother staring up
at her crotch, which is now mostly covered but still showing just enough to hint
at that which is now concealed,  I can also see up the leg of his cutoffs to
where his cock stands to attention amidst a dozen or so fine hairs, and pokes
out about four and a half inches, he has obviously been treated to the same view
I had on her way past.  She then tells us to hold on, flexes her knees and
throws herself backwards into the water, performing a perfect 'headache' bomb,
saturating me, her brother and the pole clear to the top, an instant later I am
soaked again as Jimmy launches himself into an 'A-A' just to the side of where
his sister had entered the water.  As they backpedal away to either side of the
platform I complete the triplet with a 'honey-pot' between them.

As I return to the surface I start to castigate myself, 'What in hell do you
think you're thinking about, she's only nine years old.  She's half your age.'
An instant later I feel a tap on the back of my head and Katy giggles, "You're
it!" As I turn I'm just in time to see her butt followed by her heels
disappearing beneath the surface.  'Shit, play now, think later.' and I duck
dive under the water in the direction I saw her disappear.

At this point I discover that tag played in a dam is a lot different to that
played in a pool, as I can only see about four feet in front of me because of
all of the clay suspended in the water.  Katy has long since turned to one side
and I return to the surface for a breath of air.  Looking about I see Katy
return to the surface some ten meters away near the island.  I scan the rest of
the dam looking for Jimmy and can't find him, thirty, forty, fifty seconds pass
and I start to get a little worried, then I notice some ripples near the diving
platform and looking closer I see his nose just clearing the surface on the
other side of the pole.  I carefully duck below the surface and swim in his
direction, slowly his foot emerges from the gloom in front of me, I grab it,
give him half a second to prepare himself and jerk him below the surface,
returning to the world above I reach up and grasp the platform, a second later
he bursts from the water in front of me giggling uncontrollably, "Tricked ya,
tricked ya!"

"Yeah, tricked ya, tricked ya" as Katy puts her hands on my shoulders and tries
to force me beneath the surface.  Well 25 kilos of little girl doesn't make much
impression on a 65 kilo bloke who is holding onto a telephone pole, but I go
along with it and allow myself to be pushed beneath the surface.  Big mistake,
as I come back up, sputtering suitably, Jimmy tags me and they both quickly
disappear.

The lively game of tag continues for about twenty minutes and I call a halt as I
am getting puffed.  I swim over to the platform and wrap my right arm around the
pole to support myself, Jimmy clambers up onto the platform and sits with his
feet dangling over my head, Katy swims up to me, grabs me about the neck and
draws my left arm around her waist to support herself.  For a few minutes we
rest there while I catch my breath and they tell me a little about themselves,
how they don't go to school because there is no bus, but instead have
correspondence classes.  How their father had taught them to walk the tightrope
on their boundary fence, which has 3/4 inch aluminium cable strung as the top
wire, and how they were making their very own rain forest.

While I am getting my breath back Katy says, "Bet you can't stop me getting
away."

I look at her funny and Jimmy says, "Yeah bet you can't, she's a real escape
artist."

"Oh!" I say, and I tighten my grip around her waist.  Well the next thing I know
I'm holding onto nothing but the pole and an empty bathing suit and Katy is
bobbing up and down in the water about three meters away shrieking,

"Told ya, told ya."

I hold out her bathers towards her saying, "They're a bit big aren't they?"

"Yeah, they're my sister's, my old ones are too small"

"Your sister," I ask "where's she?" thinking maybe I can change my luck with
her.

"Oh, she's married,"  'Damn!',  "she's with her husband and kids and my big
brother down in Brisbane."  'double damn'.  Katy took the suit from me and
instead of putting it back on she throws it up so it drapes over Jimmy's head,
"I don't like them, they rub, usually I just swim in my knickers.  Jimmy's still
it!" With this she ducks below the surface presenting me with the twin globes of
her little behind.  Sproing, and my one eyed trouser snake rears his ugly head
again.

While I'm picking up my jaw, Jimmy steps on my head, "You're it!" and dives in.

'She's still only nine' I tell Woody.  'Almost ten her reminds me. Anyway so
what,' says he, 'she's a girl, we're a boy and she's naked.'  'but...'  "Can't
catch me!" "Can't catch me!", the two kids jeer,  So I abandon my inner struggle
and we continue with the game, but now there's an added twist as Woody seems to
guide my hand to grasp her buttocks when I next catch Katy.  She giggles,
wriggles her butt in my hand for a second or two and then dives after Jimmy.
'See!' says Woody, 'You're imagining things.' I reply.

Next thing I know, a light touch runs up my leg, over my dick, past my nipples
and Katy bursts from the water in front of me and pulls my nose.  "You're it!"
she giggles, but this time her giggle sounds subtly different to her others, she
then plants her feet in the middle of my chest and dives backwards away from me.
'Told ya, told ya!'  'Oh gawd, now my dicks mocking me.'

I start scanning the water for the kids and seeing Jimmy's head pop up, 'A safe
target.' I think and launch myself in his direction, but he disappears before I
can reach him, Katy pops up just to my right, sees me and tries to duck back
beneath the surface.  I reach out to grab her. and find myself holding onto the
top of her thigh with my finger rubbing up into her little slit. 'Oh shit,
that's it, she's gonna freak.' I think, but she just turns in my hand and looks
at me with a funny look on her face and says, "I'm sick of tag let's play
torpedoes".

I'm still in a state of shock at this point so I just look at her stupid and
ask, "What's that?"

She grabs my hand and leads me over towards the bank until the water is about
waist deep and holds my hand palm up just beneath the surface, then lies down so
her chest rests on my hand.  She tells me to hold the bottom of her feet with
the other hand and when she nods her head, to push her across the surface of the
water as hard as I can.  I take her feet and lift them to the surface and find
myself staring at her little bottom, Woody can't resist this sight and starts
drooling, a few seconds later I feel her body shaking and I look to see her with
her arms stretched out ahead of her, her palms together and her head nodding
violently up and down.  So I launch her and she travels about half way across
the dam, Woody using my eyes to follow that tight little derriere.

I jump as I feel a tap on my shoulders and turn to see Jimmy saying, "My turn
now."

After about half a dozen launches each, I call a stop, saying, "I need a
cigarette."  Jimmy and I clamber out of the water and we head towards my towel
while Katy swims over to the platform, retrieves her suit and puts it on.  I dry
my hands and roll a cigarette.

While I'm lighting up Katy comes up behind me and says, "Let's go over and sit
on the island."

"O.K."  I reply, we gather up my towel and tobacco and things and wade over to
the island.  I spread my towel out on the grass under the tree and sit down
leaning up against it's trunk.  Katy and Jimmy park themselves in front of me
sitting with their legs crossed.  'Oh gawd!' I can see inside the leg band of
her bathers and Woody stirs yet again.

We sit there for about fifteen minutes talking about this and that, while I
smoke my cigarette. I'm somewhat distracted fighting a loosing battle with
Woody's control over my eyes to take much notice of the conversation.  The way
she is sitting I can see every detail of her vulva, it's completely hairless and
her clit pokes out about half an inch. Her lips are stretched so wide that I can
see her little peehole above her vagina which glistened wetly.

When I finish my smoke Jimmy says, "I'm going up to play Sega, you wanna come?"

I look at Katy who replies for me, "No, I want Geoff to swim some more with me."

Jimmy races off, up to the house leaving me alone with Katy.  We slip into the
water and swim over to the diving platform where Katy say's she wants to jump
from my shoulders again. Another tantalizing glimpse, another face full of water
and I jump in after her. When I surface she takes my hand and tows me over near
the bank where she tells me she wants me to toss her. The first couple of times
she stands in my hands and I catapult her backwards towards the middle of the
dam. Then she wants me to 'cannonball' her, she curls up into a ball and I
balance her on my shoulder and throw her like a shot-put.

Well tossing a 25 kilo shot-put is rather tiring so after only five or six of
these I retire to the middle of the dam and suspend myself from the platform
again.  Like before Katy wraps my arm about her waist, but this time tucks my
hand down between her legs.  Well, I jerk it away like I was scalded, but she
just puts it back and tells me: "I like touching myself down there and I want
you to do it too." I try to tell her that it's wrong, but she says, "I know all
about that, but I like it and I trust you and I'll never tell anyone about it."

By this time Woody is threatening to go off like Mount Saint Hellens and is
doing most of my thinking for me, so I start to gently stroke my finger up and
down her slit running the tip from her tiny little hole forward to circle her
clit and back again.  As I continue my strokes I start to push the tip into her
tight little hole until it meets the barrier of her virginity. I slip it in and
out for a minute or two, then withdraw it to find her clit standing to attention
and nearly an inch long, gently grasping it between my thumb and my first two
fingers I slowly draw it's hood back and forth over the tip, wanking on it like
a small uncircumcised penis.  As I continue her face starts to become flushed,
her breath comes faster and she starts to grind her butt into my belly.  After
another minute or so I change my grip so I can imbed the tip of my ring finger
in her tight little hole while continuing to jack off her clit with my thumb and
forefinger.  Suddenly she stiffens, clamps her thighs tight about my hand and
her vagina starts to nibble on the tip of my finger which is pressed up against
her virginity.  Just as suddenly I groan as I feel an exquisite pain in my groin
as my prick erupts into my pants, it feels like I've pulled a muscle as I cum
harder than I've ever cum before in my life, and I continue to spasm long after
I've pumped myself dry.

Turning in my arm she kisses me softly on the lips and says, "Oh, that was nice,
I've never felt like that before."

"You had an orgasm." I gently reply and kiss her in the middle of the forehead.

"Does it always feel like that?"

"It should."

We slowly swim over to the island, where I make and light another cigarette, I
lean back against the tree and Katy snuggles up to my side and rests her head on
my chest.  Suddenly she giggles, "I can hear your heart and it's going very
hard."

"I know," I reply, "I had an orgasm too."  I bend my head forwards and kiss the
top of her head and she grasps my hand and cuddles it to her chest, where her
own heartbeat slowly subsides. We lie like that silently in shared togetherness
for what might have been a lifetime.

A few minutes like an hour later Jimmy comes running down from the house
yelling, that his mum want's to know if I want a cup of tea. Katy and I gather
my things together and we head up to the house pausing at the cable reel to
retrieve my T-shirt.  While there Katy clambers up onto the reel and motions for
me to turn around, whereupon she climbs astride my shoulders, her suit pulls to
one side in the process and her bare little cunt is rubbing against the back of
my neck.

When we get up to the house Jane sends Katy off to get changed and says, "I hope
she hasn't been too much trouble?"

"No," I reply, "She's been delightful."

Handing me a cup of tea Jane leads me into the lounge, she then turns to me and
asks if I'd like to borrow a pair of dry shorts, I thank her and she leads me
into her bedroom where she retrieves a pair of her husbands shorts, hands them
to me and leaves the room. I quickly strip, dry off and get dressed again.
Returning to the lounge I take a seat on the couch and begin talking to Jane and
James, they ask me about what subjects I did at school and what I was going to
do at college.

At this point our conversation is interrupted as Katy catapults into the room.
This time she is dressed in an ankle length skirt straight out of the flower
power era, and a little pink crop top and she looks gorgeous.

She take a seat at my side and cuddles up to me, 'This is being discrete?' I
think to myself, but her parents ignore it except for Jane to comment, "That's
got to be the worst case of puppy love I've ever seen."

We continue our conversation and I tell them that I hope to do computing at
college.  In return they tell me about their property and how they are trying to
create a rain forest micro-climate.  We sit there for about an hour talking
about how the stockmen of old really stuffed things up, clearing land so that
the heavy tropical rains eroded the soil badly, and what regrowth there was, was
thick scrub which was too low to provide proper shelter for the native animals
and birds.  All this time Katy is a soft warm lump in my side, saying nothing,
just being there and I never want her to go away.

By this time it was getting late and the sun was about to set, so reluctantly I
excused myself, saying I had to head home before it got dark.  I thank them for
a great time, and hope that I would be able to come back and use their dam
again.  They reply in the affirmative and I take my leave.

Katy walks with me to the boundary of their property holding my hand and points
out a shortcut back to my uncle's, she them pulls my head down to her level and
gives me a soft sweet kiss on the lips and saying, "Come back tomorrow."

"I've got to," I laugh, "I'm still wearing your dad's pants." She then kisses me
again, gives me a big hug and turns back to her house.  I stand there and watch
her until she disappears behind a clump of bamboo, turning, I duck through the
fence and return to my uncle's, and a cold, late tea.




	Chapter 2 - A walk in the bush.


Over the next few days I get to know Katy's family better and find myself drawn
more and more to her for reasons other than the sexual, indeed nothing more than
the occasional cuddle and her kissing me goodbye occurs during this period.

Jimmy makes himself more and more obnoxious treating Katy like dirt; ordering
her around, stealing her lollies and trying to disrupt anything she was doing,
though he quickly learns that if I'm involved, to wait his turn or be frozen out
all together.

As I spend more time with the family I come to see the reason for this behavior,
their parents are firmly of the opinion that only males are of any use,
accordingly Jimmy gets nearly all of the attention, indeed he's encouraged to
lord it over his sister.  On the other side of the coin, Katy's only function in
life was to entrap a husband so that he would take her off their hands.  To
accomplish this all Katy has to do is look after her skin and teeth and look
pretty.  However as I get to know the children better it becomes patently
obvious that Katy can think rings around her 'oh so superior' big brother.

I do not like the situation and while I am unable to do anything about it
directly, I give as much of my attention to Katy as possible.  I am helped in
this by her parent's attitudes, who see her as not really worth bothering about.

In compensation for her parent's attitudes I encourage Katy in independent
thinking, teaching her how to put on a "public face" and how to hide her real
thoughts behind it.  I discover in the course of conversations with her that
every time she starts to best her brother in their schoolwork, she is reined in
and given work to do about the house, "being trained to be a good wife" I guess
her parents would call it.

I show her how to keep her apparent performance behind her brothers by
deliberately getting answers wrong, while keeping track of her actual
performance in her head.  This kid amazed me, she picks up on what I'm getting
at very quickly, indeed she thinks it's a great game.  She has already worked
out for herself what her parent's plans for her were and at age nine she had
already decided that she wanted no part of it and is already beginning to make
moves of her own in the directions I am encouraging her.

Later we move onto the advanced subject of creative falsehoods, she already has
two of the three main rules of lying down pat:
 1. tell the truth in such a way as to be believed to be lying; and
 2. keep it simple and don't embellish. She quickly picks up on the hardest one
of all;
 3. tell part of the truth but lead the listener to reach an erroneous
conclusion.
Lazaraus Long would have been proud.

One day about five days after my arrival, I visit the O'Conners and discover
that Jimmy has gone off with some boys who live down the road leaving Katy
behind.  The weather had turned a little cooler than it had been to date and
Katy decides she is going to take me for a walk on the neighboring cattle
station.  We check with her parents and they quickly give their permission.

Katy takes me into the kitchen where we get a canteen of water and prepare some
lunch, then leads me off to the caravan, where she and her brother sleep, so
that she can put on some clothes.  I start to wait outside but Katy drags me in
so that we can talk.  She grabs a pair of knickers, and stepping in one side,
threads them through the crotch of her bathers and puts her leg through the
other side.  She then strips off her bathing suit and pulls on a pair of shorts
and a T-shirt, a scruffy pair of sandals and a baseball cap completed the
ensemble.  Moving to the other end of the van we half inch (pinch) her brother's
knapsack, stow our provisions and my towel and head on our way.

Leading me by the hand, she takes me to the back of their land where it adjoins
the cattle station, I hold the barbed wire apart while she clambers through then
follow her.  Grasping my hand again she guides me through the bush to where a
track, used by the stockmen to get their trucks in and out, runs.  Hand in hand
we walk down the track talking about various things.

As we walked I noticed, several piles of sawdust and hundreds of pieces of
timber, curved on one side and flat on the other.

"What are those?" I ask Katy.

"Oh that's where the sleeper cutters, cut up the logs from the trees they cut
down to make railway sleepers," she explains, "Those bits left over are called
flitches."

After about another fifteen minutes I see a bus up ahead and point it out.
"What's that doing here?"

"Isaac lives in that," she tells me, "He used to be a stockman on this property
and the owner lets him live here."

As we get closer I saw that the bus is all but derelict, it's up on blocks and
half of the windows have sheets of corrugated iron fastened over them, a sort of
shed walled on two side with flitches is attached to the side of the bus, around
the bus are a number of timber sculptures which have been carved with an ax and
chainsaw. 

Isaac is about seventy five years old with snowy white hair, a long unkempt and
stained beard and mustache.  Katy introduces us and we exchange a few
pleasantries.  Isaac offers us a drink and we accept.  Pouring from a large jug,
he hands each of us a glass about half full of some dark liquid, taking a sip I
discover that he had given me and a nine year old girl neat rum.  I turn to say
something to Katy but as I open my mouth she upends her glass and drains it in a
single gulp.

Looking me in the eye she says, "Drink your drink?"

Somewhat stunned, especially her at her ability to consume neat rum with such
ease, I comply, gasping as the raw neat liquid burns its way down my gullet.
After a few more minutes of conversation Katy says, "Goodbye," to Isaac and we
continue on our way.

After we are out of earshot, I turn to Katy and ask, "Does he usually give you
rum to drink?"

She replies, "Yep and I like it, it makes me feel good."

"Does he ever try to do anything to you?"

"What do you mean?" she asks.

"Does he ever try to touch you like I did in the dam the other day?"

"No, never.  I figure he might one day, but if he ever starts looking at me
funny I just won't go back, besides I can run faster than him."

"Well, you be very careful," I warn her, and we continue walking.

A couple of minutes later she stops, and says, "You know when you rubbed my
privates and I felt really good?" I nod and she continues, "Well I tried rubbing
myself in bed, it feels kinda good, but not like when you did it.  What am I
doing wrong?"

I look around and spy a log by the side of the track and take a seat on it.
Katy perches herself on my knee and I ask her, "What do you know about sex?"

"Can I say bad words?" she asks.

"You can say any words you like.  There aren't any bad words," I explain. "What
makes them bad is how you use them.  Like if I said, 'You're a fucking cunt,'
I'm saying something bad, but if I said, 'I like fucking cunts,' I'm just saying
what I like to do, the words are the same, but what I'm saying with them is
different."

"Oh, I see."

"Be careful who you use words like that around, though, because most people
think that the words themselves are bad, and that they are really bad if a kid
uses them."

"That's stupid."

"I know, but then most people are a bit stupid or have stupid ideas and the
smart people know that they have to act like the stupid people or they will get
in trouble."

"I get it. It's like my lessons.  If I want to learn I've got to pretend I'm
stupid or I get stopped."

"Exactly, just remember that your parents aren't really stupid, they just have
an old fashioned, stupid idea about boys and girls.  We're just extra smart and
can recognize the stupid ideas.  Any way if you want to learn about sex you
better answer my question."

"O.K. I know that sex, uh fucking, is where a man puts his dick between a
woman's legs, uh in her cunt, and that's how they make a baby."

"Have you ever had a really good look at your pussy? That's another word for
cunt and I like it better and you won't get in as much trouble if the wrong
person hears you say it."

"Yeah, but I don't really know what all the parts are."

I lean over and get a stick and smooth an area of the ground with my foot.
"O.K., I don't have to be accurate then, just as well because I can't draw very
well."  Saying this I lift her from my knee, and sit her beside me on the log,
bending over I draw a rough sketch of the female and male genitalia. (The penis
erect because I think that all the books used in school are stupid.)  As I do
this I think of Socrates definition of a school, A log with a teacher on one end
and a student on the other.

Using the stick as a pointer I point out the various feature naming them and
explaining their function as I go: "These are the inner lips, they help to keep
dirt out of the vagina."

At this point Katy interrupts me and says, "I don't have any inner lips."

"Yes, you do but they are pretty small at the moment, and when you stretch your
pussy open to look inside they disappear, they'll grow like your boobs will when
you get older.  The inner lips are pretty sensitive and it feels good when you
rub them the right way.  Anyway, this is the entrance to the vagina or cunt
hole, it's a sort of tube which goes up inside of your body.

"These are the outer lips, they protect the inner lips and this the clitoris or
clit."

"How come my clit sticks out between them then?" she asks.

"You just have a big clit, just like some women have big tits."

"Is it bad that I have a big clitoris?"

"No, in fact I think it's good because you can do more things with a big clit.
The clit has thousands of nerve endings and is very, very sensitive, when it
gets rubbed the right way it fills up with blood and gets even more sensitive."

"Now this is a man's penis, dick, prick, cock and a whole lot of other names.
It's a lot like the clitoris because its also has lots of nerves in it to make
it sensitive, it fills up with blood too and gets big and hard like this so it
can be pushed up inside a woman's vagina.  Normally it's smaller and soft and
just dangles."

"I know," Katy interjects with a giggle, "I've seen my brother's, it looks like
a witchety grub.  What do you mean, it goes up inside the vagina, It wouldn't
fit, I put my finger in there and it sort of hurts, and I can't put it in very
far or it hurts even more.  Just a sec, how come it didn't hurt when you put
your finger in the other day?"

"O.K., one thing at a time," I begin to explain, "When a woman or a girl, gets
sexually aroused or horny..."

"I've heard that word, what's it mean?"

"Horny? It means when her body gets ready to have sex."

"Oh."

"Anyway, when she gets horny the muscles around a girl's vagina relax and loosen
up, and special glands inside it produce a slippery fluid that lubricates inside
her vagina so you can put pretty big things in there without it hurting, after
all a baby has to come out of there."

Katy interrupts again, "You still haven't told me why my finger would only go in
a little way, a dick is much longer than my finger, do you only put it in a
little bit?"  

"I was just getting to that, just inside your vagina is a piece of skin, called
a hymen or cherry, it stopped shit from going up inside you when you were a
baby,  in the middle of it is a tiny hole just big enough to let blood out."

"Blood?"

"I'll get to that in a minute, just be patient. O.K.?"

"O.K.."

"Well, the first time a girl has sex the mans penis is forced through the hole
in that piece of skin and it gets torn away, and his penis goes all the way up
inside.

"Doesn't that hurt a lot?" she asks a little apprehensively.

"Sometimes," I reply, "but some girls hardly feel it at all.  It all depends on
how aroused a girl is when it happens, if she isn't turned on (that means horny
too) it hurts a lot, if she is just about to have an orgasm she hardly feels it
at all, the pain gets mixed up with all the good feelings and her body can't
tell them apart."

"Is that the only way it can get torn?"

"No, sometimes a doctor cuts it away, or it can get broken in an accident, like
if you fell on a log or you can just push through it with your finger."

"What about the blood."

"O.K., O.K., stand up and face me.  Here inside you, " I trace on her belly with
my finger, "is a special organ called the uterus which is connected to the top
of the vagina, and attached to it with tubes are two more organs called ovaries.
When you get older the ovaries will start making tiny little eggs, one or two
very month or so.  These eggs travel down the tubes to the uterus and if the egg
isn't fertilized, your body will make the lining of the uterus peels away and it
will bleed a little for a few days to wash discarded lining and the dead egg
out. Then your body will make a new lining for your uterus and it happens all
over again."

"How does the egg get fertilized?"

"Well," back to the drawings, "Here in this little sack called the scrotum, are
two glands called testicles, balls, or nuts.  They make millions of tiny little
cells call sperm that look like tadpoles. When a man's cock is rubbed up and
down, like it was sliding in and out of a vagina, these sperm travel up tubes
inside his body where they get mixed with a slippery fluid, then this comes
spurting out of the end of his penis and if his penis is inside a woman and it's
the right time, one of the sperm might meet up with her egg and fertilize it, it
then sticks to the inside of her uterus and starts to grow into a baby. Nine
months later the uterus squeezes the baby out."

"But why doesn't it feel as good when I rub it?" she asks.

"Well when you did it, did you rub yourself very softly, or did you just push
things around?"

"Just pushed them around I guess," she replies.

"O.K.. When you play with yourself, you either have to be very gentle or
slippery.  The best way to do it is to just start out gently rubbing around the
outside.  As it starts to feel better your vagina will start to make that
lubricating fluid.  When this happens smear it around everywhere especially on
your clit.  You can then push your finger or fingers in a little bit, and rub
your clit, as you get closer to your orgasm you can rub harder, when you're
really close you can rub much harder, just be careful because pain feels like
the good feelings then, so if you get too rough you'll be sore afterwards.  Just
do what feels good and keep things slippery."

"O.K., I think I know what to do now," she says.

"Just remember in a few year when you start bleeding your mother is going to
have a talk with you about these things.  Remember to say 'Yuck' and 'how does
it fit?' at the right times or she's going to want to know where you learned
this."

"I'm not stupid you know!" she says accusingly. 

Finally explanations over we get up and continue our walk.

Five minutes later she turns in front of me and says, "I need to pee, close your
eyes."  I think this is rather strange as we are surrounded by trees but I
comply, however as soon as I hear her piddle hit the ground I open my eyes and
see her grinning up at me, looking down I see she has pulled the leg band of her
shorts and knickers to one side and is holding her pussy lips apart with her
hips thrust forward as she pees standing up.  When she has finished she giggles,
"I knew you would look."

"Well what do you expect?" I reply.


She just giggles again, "Now it's your turn."

"It's a bit difficult now," I say, "as my penis is hard, and a man can't piss
with a hardon."

"Oooh, can I see it, can you make it shoot for me? That's what I really want to
see anyway."

I think about it for a while, half a second at least, then agree. I open the fly
of my shorts, and wrestle Woody from his confinement, I then clasp him in my
fist and pumping up and down I roll the foreskin back and forth over the glans,
explaining as I go, "This is called masturbating or jerking off."

She stand slightly to one side looking on intently. "Can I try that?" she asks.

I nod and remove my hand, I then take her hand and wrap it about my shaft, and
holding mine over hers I demonstrate to her the correct motion, taking my hand
away I look at her face, upon which is a look of intense concentration.  It only
takes a dozen or so strokes of her hand before I'm spewing cum everywhere.  If
the cum I had in the dam was painful then this one was sheer agony, but the sort
of pain that I would gladly experience any time.  My first shots land nearly
three meters in front of me, and I spurt eight or nine times before it slows to
a dribble coating Katy's hand, final an eternity later I finish cumming, and
have to stop her stroking, as I explain to her how a man's penis is extra
sensitive after he has cum.

She examines the cum coating her hand, rubbing it between her fingers and
sniffing at it.

"Some people like the taste of it, you know," I say.

She looks at me and says, "I will, if you do."

So scooping up a dollop of the end of my prick with my finger I pop it in my
mouth and suck it clean.  Katy watches me for a moment then stick out her tongue
and takes a tentative lick.  Stopping for a second, she rolls her tongue about
inside her mouth then sticks it out again and avidly licks her whole hand clean.
"I like it, it tastes great."

"I can tell," I laugh.

"Next time I want you to shoot it all in my mouth, so I can drink it all," she
says.

'Oh shit!' I think, Woody twitches and unsuccessfully tries to rise to the
occasion.  Using my finger I wipe the rest of the cum off my prick and feed it
to her, who laps it up like it was ice-cream.  Stuffing Woody back in my pants
we continue on down the track.

As we walk Katy asks, "Was that an orgasm?"

"Yes," I reply, "that's what happens when a man has an orgasm,"

"It looked really cool, did it feel good?"

"Very good, the best."

"Can I make it happen again?  I want to taste it again, I like it a lot."

"You'll have to wait a little while," I say, "It takes a man's balls a little
while to make more cum."

"Cum?" she asks.

I explain, "It's another word for orgasm.

"It's getting on for lunch." I say.

"There's a dam near here.  We'll eat there." Katy replies. We soon arrive at the
dam, and laying out my towel we seat ourselves under a tree nearby where lunch
is quickly demolished.

"Are you ready, to cum again?" Katy asks.

"I am, but don't you want to cum too?"  I inquire in return.

"Yeah, I'd like that."

"Well, sit here." I guide her to sit on my stomach, straddling me, leaning back
against my knees, which are raised.  Reaching down I push the leg band of her
shorts and knickers to one side, holding her pants out of the way with my right
hand I gaze at her pussy, "It's so beautiful," I murmur and my cock begins to
harden behind her.

"Oh! I can feel your penis poking into my bum."

I slowly with feather touches of my left hand begin to trace circles on her
upper thigh, moving closer to her pussy with every circuit.  "Ooh, that tickles!
It feels nice."  After a minute or so, I am stroking my finger over her pussy
lips at the top of every circuit.  "That's making me feel all tingly in my
tummy."  "Your tummy or your pussy?"  I ask.  "Yeah my Pussy.  You know saying
those words makes it feel even better. It makes me feel naughty and good when I
say them."

"I know, that's one of the reasons, people don't want kids to say them or to
know about how good orgasms feel."

"But that's stupid!"


"What did I say about stupid ideas?" I ask, "But this stupid idea isn't really
that stupid, think about it for a bit, most kids aren't as smart as you and
wouldn't think about any bad things that might happen." 

"What bad things?"

"Well what if I didn't really care how you felt, but only thought about feeling
good myself.  Some men are like that and it can be hard to tell.  What if
someone like that found a kid playing with herself and just forced his cock up
inside her without making sure she was ready first then throwing her away when
he is finished.  Even if it didn't hurt her body, it would hurt her mind because
she would know that he didn't like her but was just using her like a thing.  And
it is even harder to heal a mind than it is to heal a body, because the mind
finds it very hard to forget things like that, and the poor girl ends up feeling
dirty and used.  If the mind does manage to forget something really bad it
usually makes something else out of balance as well.

"So you see that it isn't such a stupid idea after all.  Now talking like this
has made me feel a little sad so come up here and we'll cuddle for a while."

We snuggle for a few minutes, when Katy asks, "So it's all right if the people
like each other, and they make each other feel good?"

"Almost," I say, "they should also make sure that no one else gets hurt either.
Generally this means keeping your mouth shut, and not letting other people see
what is going on unless you want them to be part of it too."

We cuddle for a few more minutes until Katy asks, "Are you feeling better now?"
I nod, "Goody!"  She quickly repositions herself and draws my hand to her
crotch.

I begin gently stroking her through her knickers until a damp patch appears.
Pulling the gusset to one side I gather some of the liquid weeping from her slit
on my finger tip, I begin to increase the pressure of my strokes, allowing my
fingertip to slip between her lips.  More moisture forms and I collect it and
spread it around her sweet little pussy.

She is now very wet and I use the back of my right hand to hold her pants aside
and the fingertips to spread her lips apart.  I'm now looking straight into her
vagina and can see her hymen, which glistens in the dappled sunlight which
filters through the leaves.  With my left hand I begin massaging her lubrication
into her clitoris which is now standing proudly to attention.  Grasping it
between my fingers and thumb I stretch it, away from her body then release it
and it snaps back.

"Ohhh!" she exclaims.

I then move my fingers to the bottom of her crack, and insert one into her tiny
hole, it is so tight around my finger tip, I gently work it in and out until I
have it inserted to the first knuckle and I'm rubbing up against her virginity.
Withdrawing my finger from her body, I move back to her clit and begin
masturbating it like a tiny cock. It is now standing well clear of her vulva so
I release her lips from my right hand and slowly insert my right stinkfinger
into her drooling cunny.  I start a syncopating motion pulling up with my left
hand as I push my finger into her and back as I withdraw.  Her pussy lips are
now flushed and swollen and she is beyond speech, emitting little gasps and
moans of pleasure.  Suddenly she squeals and her pussy grips my finger so
tightly I can barely move it, I continue my motions until she grips my left hand
to stop it, but I continue to move my right in an out but much slower than
earlier.

Finally she releases the deathgrip on my left hand, I withdraw my finger with an
audible pop, and bring it towards my face, where I inhale, taking in her
exquisite aroma, then to my mouth where I suck it clean.

"Ohhh! that felt even better than the last time," she says. "Do I taste nice?"

"The best," I say.  Gathering more of her fluids on my finger, I present it to
her, whereupon she sucks it dry with no hesitation.

"Mmm, nice, almost as good as your cum."

"Better," I say.  She reaches between her legs coats her own finger with her
juices and feeds them to me.  I then collect some more and offer it to her.
Taking turns we feed each other her juices until her crotch is as dry as we can
make it.  Turning about she then cuddles up to my side, I kiss her on top of her
head and we snuggle silently for a few minutes.

Suddenly she looks up at me with a cheeky grin, "Your turn" she say's and dives
for my crotch, undoing the stud and zipper she tugs on my shorts. I stand and
she pulls them down to my ankles and I step out of them, she then tucks the
front of my jocks under my balls and gazes at my exposed genitals.

Suddenly feeling as mischievous as Katy looks, I decide to introduce them, "You
weren't properly introduced before," I say, "Katy meet Woody.  Woody this is
Katy."

"Pleased to meet you I'm sure," says Katy, and taking a firm grip, she shakes
him up and down.

Kneeling in front of me Katy begins to quickly stroke up and down. Taking hold
of her hand I stop her, saying, "Take it slowly, the longer you can make it last
the better it feels when I do cum"

"O.K.."

"Spit in your hand and get it wet, rub it all over the knob that'll make it feel
even better."

She does this then grins again, "I've got a better idea, and slipping her left
hand between her legs she rubs her it back and forth for a while then withdraws
it coated with her juices, transferring these to the head of my cock, she then
goes back for more, all the while slowly stroking her right hand up and down my
engorged shaft.  All the while she is masturbating me she is alternately rubbing
her cunt and then massaging her juices into my glans.

It doesn't take much of this before I'm ready to shoot my wad, "Do you still
want that drink?" I ask.

"Oooh, yes please!" comes the immediate reply.  I place my hand on my shaft and
she immediately removes her own and plunges it between her legs to join the
other where they both begin rubbing furiously.  She opens her mouth wide, pokes
her tongue out and tilts her head back slightly, taking a step forward I begin
stroking furiously,  half a dozen strokes later I shoot my load, the first spurt
misses coating her cheek and forehead, beading in her fringe.  I quickly correct
my aim, and the rest of my load finds the intended receptacle.  As my spasms
slow to a dribble I lay the head of my cock on her tongue, finally I squeeze the
last few drops onto her tongue.  Looking into her mouth I see that her mouth is
so full I can't see her back teeth and long strings of cum drool from her upper
lip into the pool at the back of her mouth.  She closes her lips and swirls my
cum around inside her mouth for a few moments, tasting it, before swallowing it
with an audible gulp.  Suddenly she stiffens and shudders in front of me as she
has another orgasm of her own.

When she recovers she squeals, "I did it, I did it myself!"

"What do you mean?" I gasp.

"I gave myself an orgasm.  It's the first one you didn't do for me."

I gather her up in my arms and she hugs me around the neck, squeezing tightly, I
hug her back, cupping her tiny ass in one hand the other supporting the back of
her head.  I stand there holding this beautiful woman-child thinking of nothing
but how good she feels in my arms.  Hours or only minutes later she wriggles in
my arms, as I release her she says, "I feel all sweaty and sticky. Let's swim."

Suiting her actions to her words, she quickly strips off her T-shirt, shorts and
sandals and starts splashing into the water.  Removing my T-shirt and kicking
off my thongs I give chase and overtake her.  Sweeping her back up into my arms
I roll her into a ball and lift her to my shoulder then launch her towards the
middle of the dam.  I dive after the human missile I've just released, grasp her
mid-thigh and tug her beneath the surface.  Pulling her towards me I blow a
"zoober" (TM Rudy Huxtable) into her belly button, then rise to the surface.
Katy erupts from the water in front of me.

"I'm gonna get you for that!" she giggles.

My "Promises, promises," earns me a face full of water.  Whilst I'm gasping Katy
disappears beneath the surface and jabs her fingers into my ribs tickling me, as
I laugh she rises from the water behind me and shoves my head under.

When I rise she is nowhere to be seen. As I tread water, slowly turning to look
about me something soft and slimy hits the back of my head, I spin about and
barely have time to duck beneath the surface as another ball of mud comes my
way.  In our play back at her place I'd noticed that she nearly always swims off
to the right and taking advantage of this I swim beneath the surface to where I
think she should be, 'Ah gotcha!' I think as I see a small foot flash in front
of my face.  Grasping it in one hand I tow her nearer the edge of the water
until my feet can just touch the bottom.  Still holding onto her foot I duck to
the bottom and pick up a good handful of mud.  Returning to the surface I
transfer my grip so that I am holding her about the middle and pull out the
waistband of her knickers and shove the handful of mud down the back, cup her
ass and rub it into the crack.

"Katy's pooped her pants!" I jeer.

She quickly slips from my grasp and disappears beneath the surface, returning
moments later waving her knickers above her head and with a deadly accurate
throw, plasters them across my face.  Wadding them into a ball I throw them up
onto the bank, my accuracy leaves a lot to be desired and I land them in the
middle of my T-shirt.  Katy giggles, presents me with the sight of her naked
buttocks and disappears.  Moments later It's my turn as a handful of mud is
dropped into my jocks, and rubbed in.  

Dropping and quickly turning I manage to snag an ankle before she can get away.
Maintaining my grip, as this seem to be the only way to keep hold of her without
wrapping both hands about her throat, I strip off my underpants and drape them
over her face. Taking them in one hand, she bends her knee until she can wrap
her arm around my neck, then taking deliberate aim she throws them to land on my
shorts.

Taking advantage of my surprise she slips from my grasp and backs away eyeing me
warily.

"I give up," I say, "you win."

Katy swims back to me and wraps both arms about my neck and presses her lips to
mine as she accepts her(my) reward. I cup her ass in my hands and allow my
tongue to slip between my lips and lick hers.  She pulls her head back and looks
at me questioningly.

"Open your mouth a little," I say, she complies and I turn my head to one side
and kiss her again, this time I slip my tongue into her mouth and lick her
teeth, then probe between them to find her tongue waiting for mine. Quickly
getting the idea she responds enthusiastically and we spend a delightful thirty
seconds trying to pin each others tongues.

Pulling back for a moment she says, "I like that," then fastens her mouth to
mine again.

This time the kiss is a little slower and more sensual.  Timing my breathing to
match hers, I wait until we both inhale then lift my feet from the bottom and we
both slip beneath the surface, slowly we sink until we're resting on the bottom.
I cup her ass in my hands and probe between the cheeks with my forefinger until
I find her pucker where I press gently.  I feel her squeal into my mouth and she
shoots to the surface.  I rise with a grin, and find her looking at me accusing.

"What did you do that for? Its dirty!"

"I don't think it could be much cleaner than it is at the moment." I laugh,
splashing a little water into her  face to make my point.  "Did it feel nice?"

"Yeah," she grins, "you surprised me, that's all," she says, and comes back into
my arms.

I look her in the eye, grin and deliberately push my fingertip up against her
asshole.  Holding her like this I wade from the water to where our clothes are,
bending my knees, I set her feet on the towel and release her.  I step back and
look her over carefully as this is the first time I've seen her totally naked.

She is exquisite, her hair darkened by the water is plastered to her head and
falls to just above her kidneys, eyes sparkle in the sunlight and are as blue as
the sky above us.  Her nose is small with just the tiniest hint of an upward
tilt, beneath it her mouth is partly opened to reveal pearly white teeth behind
perfectly formed bow shaped lips. A firm chin completes her face.  Supporting it
a slender neck rises from shoulders toned by swimming, Her chest is almost flat
with only the slightest swell of breasts hinting at that which is to come,
surmounting these are tiny nipples, still a pale pink barely darker than her
skin.  Below her belly is still slightly rounded with the puppy fat of youth and
centered in it is the cute dimple of her navel just begging to be blown into.
Her hips are still those of a boy with none of the womanly roundness which would
come later, I allow my gaze to travel lower taking in firm thighs, and calves,
thin ankles and her tiny feet.

Finally I allow my eyes to look at her center, a rounded mound with firm puffy
lips with not even a hint of hair to conceal her tight crack, surmounted by that
incredible clit, still prominent even when not engorged with blood.  As I
scrutinize her Woody rises to take a look for himself. 

Katy wriggles a little self consciously beneath my gaze, then straightens
suddenly, placing her hands on her hips and setting her feet about a foot apart.
She returns my scrutiny with interest but her gaze is concentrated on only one
part of my anatomy, that one small proud piece of flesh, which juts from a nest
of dark curly hair, beneath my balls are encased in a sack tightened and
wrinkled by the cool waters of the dam.  Finally she lifts her eyes to meet mine
and with a grin asks, "Has Woody got another drink for me?"  I grin back and
nod. "Good, I really like the taste of your cum."

She quickly kneels in front of me and wraps both of her hands around my shaft,
allowing just the knob to remain visible. Her strokes soon have my balls
churning and they pull up until they are almost inside me.  When I reach for my
shaft and indicate that I'm about to cum, she tightens her grip instead of
releasing me, and with a devilish grin, pops the head into her mouth.  This is
the last straw and I groan, "Ohhh Shiiit!" It feels like my balls are turning
themselves inside out and her cheeks swell as I pump wad after wad of jism into
her mouth.  Finally I stop cumming and collapse to sit on the towel pulling her
to straddle my lap, my prick sandwiched between her cuntlips leaking a final
obscene drool onto her belly just above her slit.

Before she can swallow I bring my lips to hers and kiss her, forcing her lips
open with my tongue.  My cum drools into my mouth and I swirl it around before
pushing it back between her lips.  We kiss, exchanging my creamy jism back and
forth until with a convulsive gulp she swallows my cum.

"Why did you put my prick in your mouth?" I ask, surprised that she would do
such a thing without prompting.

"I didn't want to miss any like I did last time. Did you like it?"

"It was the best ever.  Thank you," and I kiss her lips gently.

This time it's my turn for the devilish grin, and I slip my hand inside her
knees and under her  to cup her ass.  Lifting her I lick my juice from her belly
and plunge my tongue into her navel.  As she giggles I slip her calves over my
shoulders and lie her back so that her head rests on my crossed ankles.  Before
she can move I begin laving the inside of her thighs with the flat of my tongue
coating them with moisture.

"Ohh, what are you doing?"

"Lie still and enjoy,"  I tell her.  I then bend my head forwards and lick from
the crack of her ass, up over her slit and flick her clit with the tip of my
tongue.  Katy's delighted squeal was probably heard back at Isaac's place.

Moving back I then begin licking in earnest, back and forth up and down her
slit, I ignore her clit and concentrate on her pussy lips for a while.  After
some time I use my fingers to separate them, plunge my tongue between and give a
broad flat slurp over her hole and forwards, stopping just short of her
clitoris.  Her taste is divine, nectar of the gods. Back I go to circle the edge
of her vagina with the tip of my tongue a few times before rolling it into a
tight cylinder and plunging it inside until I come up against the barrier of her
maidenhead, she is so tight I can barely fit my tongue in. Again she squeals and
this time grabs my head, I gently remove her hands and place them back on the
ground. I withdraw my tongue from her hole and finally pay some attention to her
clitoris which is fully engorged and beating with her pulse. I slowly suck it
between my lips like a piece of spaghetti and flick my tongue over the tip.
Again she squeals.  As she approaches orgasm I release it and lick the juncture
of her thighs and pussy lips until she has cooled down a little then plunge my
tongue back into her vagina.  I tongue fuck her for a while then return to he
angry red clitoris. Again she approaches her peak and again I withdraw before
she can cum.  I keep on teasing her to near orgasm then retreating until she is
babbling incoherently, "so good, ... so good, ohhhh ... please (ah) make (ah) me
(ah) cum, soooo goood" finally after about ten minutes she is just babbling
"please, oh please, ohhh pleeeeeessssse" over and over again.

Finally I relent, and I take her clit between my lips and suck hard, flicking my
tongue rapidly back an forth over the tip.  She cums with a screech that hurts
my ears, and clamps her thighs so tight it feels like she might break my neck
and her upper body thrashes uncontrollably.  As she starts to come down from her
peak, I cover my teeth with my lips and bite down on her clit and pull my head
back until it is stretched tight then release it to snap back to her body.
Again she cums, back again suck, flick, flick, flick, bite, pull, release, over
and over again until her body goes limp,  finally I cease my onslaught.
Untangling her legs from around my neck I right her body and cuddle her in my
lap rocking gently back and forth until she regains consciousness.  Minutes
later her eyelids flicker and she looks up at me.

"How was that?" I ask in a whisper.

"It was so good I thought I was going to die," she whispered back. "I didn't
know it could happen more than once."

"That's where girls have it better than boys.  Most can cum over and over again
until they pass out.  I read about it once and I just had to try it."

I cuddle her like that for a while until she squirms in my lap and turns to
straddle my lap. Reaching down between us she grasps my now erect penis, and
asks, "How do you know when a boy is about to cum?"

'Uh oh', I think, "Well his balls pull up tight to his body and the knob on the
end of his dick gets even bigger and turns a darker color."

She nods and says with an absolutely wicked grin, "Good, maybe you can only cum
once at a time but I'm gonna tease you until you beg for mercy."

'Oh shit! What sort of monster have I created?' I ask myself.

"Can I do you with my mouth too, or do I have to use my hands to make you cum?"
she asks.

"You can use your mouth, it's called a blow job.  And what I did to you is
called cunt licking or lapping."

Moving to kneel beside me, she pushes on my chest until I'm lying flat on my
back.  Sticking her tongue out she starts to lick the all over the head of my
cock and down the shaft, then opening her mouth wide she pops the head between
her lips.

"Watch your teeth," I say as they scrape over the flare on the top of my glans.

"Sorry,"  she mumbles around my cock.

"Don't speak with your mouth full," I say.

"FUCK!!!" I scream and double up in agony as she jerks her head back in laughter
and her sharp lower teeth scrape the sensitive underside of my knob.

My erection wilts like a candle in a blast furnace while her expression quickly
changes to one of concern.  "Did I hurt you?" she asks the contrition in her
voice patently obvious.

"Yes," I reply, pointing to the two red scrape marks left by her sharp little
teeth. "This area just under the head is very sensitive."

"I'm very sorry. Let me kiss it better."  With this she takes my wilted member
in her hand and lavishes it with nibbling kisses and wet licks.  My hardon
rapidly revives and returns to its previous rigidity.

"What should I do now?" she asks.

"Just do what you were doing before AND be careful with your teeth."

She return her attentions to my cock and slurps it into her mouth until the knob
is rubbing at the back of her throat.  Bobbing up and down she sucks hard
,swirling her tongue around the tip at the top of her stroke.  (She may not have
done this before, but her unbridled enthusiasm, coupled with her native
intelligence make her one hell of a natural cock sucker.)  Keeping her right
hand wrapped around my shaft she cups my balls in her left, gently rolling them
in her palm.  When she feels them tighten she pulls back and eyes the head of my
cock intently, gauging the level of my arousal, softly rocking my nuts back and
forth.  As soon as they descend she resumes her attack.

Experimentally she tries different things out on my enraged manhood, kissing,
licking, sucking, nibbling with her lips, judging from my moans and groans of
pleasure what is especially effective.  Over and over again she brings me near
my peak, coming closer and closer each time as she better learns to judge my
exact level of arousal.

Finally she cocks her head back and plunges down over the length of my shaft not
stopping when I touch the back of her throat, but forcing her head downwards
until my glans is lodged deep in her throat and her lips are buried in my pubes.
This is the last straw and I convulsively spurt into her throat.  Quickly she
withdraws until only the head remains between her lips and she tries to suck my
balls out through my cock and I enjoy my hardest cum yet.  When I finally stop
convulsing, she gives me one last long loving slurp before releasing me from her
lips and looks up to my face.

I gaze down into hers, seeing twinkling blue eyes and glistening lips and
obscene drool of semen joining them to my cock.  I draw her up beside me and
lick her lips clean, "Thank you," I whisper and gently kiss her forehead, "That
was marvelous."  She lays her head on my chest and gives a contented sigh.
After kissing the top of her head, I laid mine back and closed my eyes.

The next thing I know a cool breeze has sprung up and the horizon is rapidly
darkening as heavy black storm clouds roll in.  I shake Katy awake, "Quick we
have to get going.  There's a storm coming."  We quickly dress and gather up the
remains of our lunch. Stuffing them into the knapsack, we rapidly walk back up
the track towards her place.

Just as we are scrambling through her fence the heavens open in a tropical
downpour, we are instantly saturated.  Laughing we run hand in hand through her
parents trees and up onto the verandah where we are met by her parents who are
looking relieved.

"Stop right there you two," we are told.  Jane disappears inside and returns
with towels and dry clothes, "Get those things off and put these on," she tells
us, holding out some of James' clothing in my direction.  I try to decline
saying that as I'm already soaked I might as well head home.  "Nonsense, you'll
stay here until the storm's over, it's too dangerous out there."  As if to
punctuate her comment, there is a bright flash instantaneously followed by a
deafening rumble as lightning strikes a tree nearby.  Placing the clothes and
towels on a sun lounge she turns and heads back inside.

By this time I know the family is fairly casual about nudity, so I quickly strip
off with Katy and we rub ourselves dry, Katy giggling at the shriveled state of
my manhood.  We rapidly dress and leaving our wet clothes in a pool of water on
the deck, move inside.  Jane hands each of us a hot cup of tea and chases us
into the lounge, where we take our accustomed seats on the couch, Katy plastered
to my side.  Jane comes in and handing a cup to James, takes her seat.  Katy
chatters away giving an almost entirely fictitious account of our walk with me
inserting the occasional appropriate comment.

The phone rings towards the end of Katy's recital and James reaches across to
answer it, holding his hand up to still Katy's tongue.  He listens for a while
and say's, "OK, We'll see you in the morning."  He hangs up and say's, "That was
Bob Shead. Jimmy's going to have to stay with them as the creeks are up and
nobody can get through." He then turns to me, "You'll have to spend the night
here.  You can have Jimmy's bed.  Here, call your folks and let them know."
With this he hand me the receiver and dials my uncle's number.

Mum answers and I explain the situation to her. She say's "O.K., don't make a
nuisance of yourself.  Bye."

"Bye, I reply and pass the receiver back to James.


	Chapter 3 - A Night to remember.


Jane sends Katy out to peel the vegetables for tea and Katy as always, desirous
of my company, drags me along.  The vegetables are quickly prepared and set to
roast in the juices of the beef already cooking.  Throwing another couple of
pieces of wood in the fire box, we return to the living room.

Sitting down, James and I are soon deep in a conversation about computers, Jane
is reading a book by the light of a hurricane lamp and Katy is keeping my side
warm, hugging my hand to her, laying with her ear pressed to my chest listening
to my heartbeat and the rumble as I talk.

A little over an hour later dinner is ready and we sit down in the kitchen to a
delicious meal.  Desert is tinned fruit and ice cream, quickly finishing her
own, Katy is soon poaching the fruit from my plate,  and a scuffle ensues.

"Well, it looks like I've found tonight's dishwashers," Jane observes.

Katy sighs dramatically and pouts at her mother.

Soon after, dessert finished, Jane gets up and throws a teatowel in my
direction.  "We'll have a cup of tea in the lounge when you are finished."

Katy starts in on the dishes, as the sink fills Katy gets that look on her face
which I have learned to associate with deviltry and I find myself with a face
full of suds.  Twirling the teatowel, I retaliate with a crack in the direction
of her behind.  Undaunted Katy scoops up another handful of suds and flicks them
in my face, another crack, this one just licking her where her pants are
tightest.  Katy squeals, scoops up a cup of water and soaks the front of my
shirt.  Pinning her arms, I tie them behind her back with the towel and upend
her over the sink threatening to dunk her.

Suddenly her hands are free and collecting another cup of water she empties it
over my head.

"The mop's beside the fridge," Jane's voice interjects from the other room.

"Oops!" Katy giggles.

Quickly we wash the dishes, and put them away.  Then taking the mop I clean up
the water from the floor while Katy pours water from the kettle boiling on the
back of the stove over teabags.  Finishing the drinks we carry two each into the
lounge and distributing them take our seats.

"The kitchen clean?" asks Jane.

Katy giggles and I reply, "Yes, though I'm a little damp," while casting an
accusing look in Katy's direction.

"Well you shouldn't fight in the kitchen."

"She started it," I accuse.

"So, did you have to try and finish it?"  Jane asks.  "Who won anyway?"

"She did," I admit sheepishly.

We finish our drinks and Jane leave the room, when she returns she hands Katy a
pair of sheets, and a pillowcase and says, "Go and change the sheets on Jimmy's
bed."

Katy begins to pout, but quickly returns to sunny smiles, when I offer, "I'll
help her, after all, I'm the one putting you all to this trouble."  Jane tries
to say that it's no trouble, but I insist.  We grab a lantern and go down to the
caravan with the bedclothes.  By now the rain has stopped, but we can hear water
rushing in the usually dry creek bed that runs through the land between the
O'Conner's and my uncle's place. Katy tells me that it won't be down before
morning. We squelch through the mud to the van and leave our footwear in a box
just inside the door.

Looking at where I'm to sleep I see that even here the inequality prevails,
Jimmy has the double bed at the rear of the van with a privacy curtain and Katy
is stuck with sleeping on a fold down bunk at the front next to the door.  We
quickly strip Jimmy's bed and I smile to myself as I feel a couple of stiff
patches, 'So Jimmy's worked out that his prick has more uses than peeing,' I
think.  As I throw the bottom sheet over the bed Katy dives under the billowing
material, I let it settle then jump on the bed and begin ticking the lump
underneath.  Katy curls up into a giggling ball trying to avoid my hands, I then
run my hands over her ass and cup the soft mound between her legs, as my fingers
press up into her vulva her body snaps straight and traps my hand between her
thighs.  I wiggle my fingers against her precious little slit for a few second,
then jerk my hand free.

"Come on get out of there," I say, "we've got to get this bed made if you want
to watch Happy Days."  Katy quickly scrambles out and helps me to straighten the
sheet.  She starts to tuck her side in and as she gets to the head end pauses
and reaches further under the mattress.

"What's this?" she asks and pulls a magazine without a cover from under the
mattress and opens it, she looks then blushes and starts to giggle.

'Oh,' I think, 'I bet I know what that is.' I move round to where Katy is
flipping through the pages and look over her shoulder.  Yep, a parade of
beavers.  I pluck it from her hand and say, "It doesn't take that long to make a
bed, you know.  If we don't hurry up your mum's going to come looking for us and
you don't really want her to see you reading that do you?"  I slip the magazine
back under the mattress and we finish making the bed.

We return to the house and Jane observes, "It took you long enough."

"Yeah, she was about as helpful as a kitten when you're trying to sort balls of
wool.  I would have been better off alone,"  We than take our places on the
couch, and settle down to watch Happy Days on the TV, which was running off a
car battery.

After the show, Jane sends Katy off to have a shower and James and I talk
computers.  Fifteen minutes later Katy pads up to the doorway with a towel about
her shoulders and asks some inane and pointless question while allowing the
towel to open in front, revealing her plump little pussy.

"GO and put some clothes on this instant young lady," orders Jane.  Katy turns,
pushes her half concealed bottom out at us and wiggles it back and forth before
sashaying back to the bathroom.

James just laughs and rummages in a cupboard under the bookshelves.  Pulling out
a photo album he flips through it to a certain page then hands it to me saying,
"She's always been a little exhibitionist.  I took these last year just before
we moved here."  Looking at the album I see a photo series of Katy trying to do
a cartwheel on the front lawn of their old house, first there is Katy looking
much like any other little girl in a short yellow summer frock, next she is
bending over and her dress is pulled up until it barely conceals her crotch, the
third shows her with her dress half inside out concealing her face and nothing
else, the forth has her sitting down with her legs apart, a pained/surprised
look on her face, her dress still above her waist and all her charms on display.
In the last she has obviously just finished rearranging her dress and on her
face is an expression comprising a mixture of embarrassment (probably more for
muffing her show than showing her muff) and wicked grin.

Just then Katy comes back, this time in a long T-shirt and panties, and sees the
album in my lap.  "Oh dad! You didn't! You did!" and her face turns beet red.

"Well, it convinced you to wear your knickers didn't it?"  said James.  Katy
snatches the album from my hand and stalks over to the cupboard where she
thrusts it and slams the door.  Suddenly she takes a flying leap at her father
and sitting astride his knees tries to tickle him.  He lets her for a couple of
seconds then taking both her hands in one of his, uses the other to tickle her
armpits and belly unmercifully until she screams with laughter.  Releasing her
she collapses to the floor with her T-shirt above her waist, and her knickers
twisted so that they reveal one ass cheek and  one side of her pussy.  She
slowly recovers her composure then looks down at herself.

"Oh gawd!" she mumbles, and flushing red (such a pretty color) again, rearranges
her knickers, and shirt.  I laugh along with James and Jane while hoping they
don't notice the hardon in my shorts.

Katy gives me a hurt puppy look then without warning leaps on me digging her
fingers into my ribs, I wriggle and my hardon grinds against her panty clad
pussy.  Her expression changes and she allows me to capture her hands and tickle
her back, she giggles and squirms using her motion to grind her pussy against my
cock.  Her rubbing on her father's legs and her embarrassment along with the
pure naughtiness of the situation must have aroused her to fever pitch because
within seconds she is cumming right there in full sight of her parents.  In
shock, I stop tickling her and let go of her hands and she collapses gasping on
my chest.  I glance at her parents, ready to bolt, creek or no creek but they
have noticed nothing.

Katy instead of taking her usual position at my side, turns and remains sitting
in my lap, my cock pressing into the crack of her ass, where she remains for the
rest of the evening.  Every time my cock begins to deflate, she squirms in her
seat quickly returning me to hardness.  For nearly an hour she keeps up this
torture while I talk with James and Jane reads a book.

At about nine thirty Jane says to Katy, "It's time for bed dear, off you go."

Katy, like all nine (almost ten) year olds complains, "Aw mum, do I have to,
can't I stay up just a little longer."

"Ten minutes and that's it."

Katy now lets my prick alone and when she gets up to kiss her parents goodnight
there is nothing to be seen.  Coming back to me Katy gives me a quick peck
goodnight and keeping her body between her parents and me gives my cock a quick
squeeze while whispering, "Later," against my lips.

James and I continue our conversation for another half our or so, whereupon I
pretend to yawn.  Jane suggests I grab a shower and head off to bed.   Getting
up, she fetches a towel and shows me the bathroom which is just a curtained off
alcove at the end of the verandah, explaining that without the pump, water is
limited so don't take too long.  I quickly shower and wrapping the towel about
my waist I grab the lantern Jane has left for me and  head for the van.  On the
way I see the light go out in the lounge, 'Good,' I think, 'they've gone to bed
too.'

The light is still on in the van and as I open the door I head a furtive rustle
and look in to see Katy picking up a book.

"Oh!"  she says, "it's only you."

Discarding my thongs in the box, I pad down to the other end of the van, where I
dry off and slip my shorts back on.  Poking my head through the curtain to say
goodnight I'm greeted by the sight of Katy with the magazine on her knees and
her hand in her knickers.  "Do you want me to help you with that?" I ask.

"Oh!", she says jerking her hand out, "You startled me.  Did you know these
magazines had stories in them?  Reading them is making me feel horny."

"I know," I reply.  "Me and my brothers pinched a whole lot of my uncle's when I
was a kid.  Reading them is where I learned those things I told you today and
how to do those things we did at the dam.  Anyway, do you want me to help you
have some more orgasms?"

"What about Mum and Dad?" she asks.

"They've gone to bed," I reply.

"Good, they'll fuck for half an hour then go to sleep," and she start to wriggle
out of her T-shirt.

"Stop, I want to do that," I tell her. "Bring that mag' and your pillow up here
with you."

Rearranging her shirt, Katy softly pads up to my end of the van holding her
place in the magazine with her finger.   Her expression as she comes through the
curtain informs me of wicked thoughts and her pillow is in my face an instant
later.

"Oh so you want a fight?" I say, throwing her pillow back at her, "Well gird thy
loins varlet, have at ye," and swipe her upside the head.  Katy, giggling,
retaliates in kind and we are exchanging blow for blow, both of us laughing so
hard we can barely swing our weapons.

Suddenly, there is a loud thump from the roof of the van and we hear Jane call
out, "You break those pillows and you won't get out of that van until every
single feather is picked up."  Katy giggles, and  makes a rude gesture in the
direction of the house.

I notice, now that it is no longer moving, that Katy's pillow has started to
split at the seam and a few feathers are trickling out.  I  point this out to
her, and she just giggles again and tosses it in my face and few more feathers
trickle out.  Grasping her wrist I draw her across my knees flip up the back of
her shirt and administer five quick, light swats to her panty clad behind.  Katy
wriggles and giggles then twisting in my grasp grabs my pillow and gives me one
last thump.  Taking the pillow from her I rearrange the covers on it and hers
then stack them at the head of the bed.  Together we gather the loose feathers
and pile them on the table beside the bed.

Seating myself leaning against the pillows with my legs spread, I pat between
them and say, "Sit here, and we'll read some stories together."  She recovers
the magazine from the floor and sits leaning back against my chest.  Opening the
magazine, we flip through it until we get to the reader's letters section.

"Already read that one" says Katy "and this one and this one," flipping through
the pages we get to a story that is new to her and begin reading.  After reading
a few paragraphs Katy slips her hand into her knickers and begins to rub slowly.
I take hold of her legs behind her knees and lift them over mine so that she is
spread wide, then slide the fingers of my left hand under the gusset and move my
fingertip in slow, gentle circles around her opening.  Feeling her dampen and
her muscles relax I ease my fingertip inside and carefully pump it in and out of
her tight orifice.  As her breathing quickens I feel her muscles relax further
and I try another finger, it fits, but it's oh so tight.

Katy feels the added intrusion and shoving the magazine to one side and pulling
her knickers to one side looks at where I have two fingers inserted halfway to
the second knuckle.  Sounding surprised she says, "You've got two fingers inside
me and it doesn't hurt."

"I told you that your pussy would stretch a lot," I say, "here see how many
fingers you can get in."  Withdrawing my hand I move hers to take it's place.
She immediately thrusts two fingers inside, and after only two or three stroke
in and out adds a third, soon after she has all four fingers plunging in and
out, burying them to the second knuckle, and she is grinding the heel of her
hand onto her clit.  Her breath is now coming in short hard pants and her eyes
are rolled back in her head.  Taking her chin in my hand I tilt her head and
press my lips to hers, moments later she is cumming squealing into my mouth.

Releasing the pressure on her clit, she continues to pump her fingers slowly in
and out for a few more seconds before withdrawing them and offering them up
before my face.  Avidly I take them into my mouth, sucking them clean.

"Oooh, that was sooo good,  I felt so stretched and full,"  Katy lolls her head
back on my shoulder and slipping her hands behind my head pulls me down to her
lips for a long, languorous kiss, twining her tongue about mine.  A minute later
I feel her lips stretch into a grin and she nips the tip of my tongue.
Disengaging herself from my arms she turns and tugs on my shorts.  Lifting my
butt, I allow her to draw them down my legs and off over my feet.

She gazes at my erect cock with such a look of undisguised hunger that I start
to feel apprehensive.  "Lie back, I want to try something,"  she instructs me.

Scooting down the bed I lie with my head and shoulders propped up on the
pillows, the eye of my cock staring directly into mine.  Katy contemplates it
for a few more seconds, then crouching close, takes it in her hand and moves it
this way and that examining it from all angles.  A tear of pre-cum weeps from
the slit in the end and Katy moves to kiss it away, another tear forms and she
touches her tongue to it and draws back an obscene strand now links my cock to
her lips.  Suddenly her head plunges forwards and my knob is engulfed in a hot,
silky cavern.  Swirling her tongue around it she coats it with a slick coating
of saliva.  Backing off until my cock pops free she licks it all over until my
entire cock glistens from balls to tip with her spit.  Returning to the top she
ovals her lips and plunges back down taking half of my shaft into her mouth.

Sliding her lips up and down for a few seconds she drools down the sides of my
cock until a pool forms at the base.  I see her chest expand as she takes a deep
breath and plunges forwards, my cock bumps against the back of her throat.
Withdrawing she tries again, this time the head pops into her throat, but nearly
two inches of my staff remains outside her mouth.  Again and again she tries,
but is unable to get any further.

Finally she withdraws and looks up at me, there are tears in her eyes and she is
almost crying, "Why can't I get it all in like I did at the dam?"

Taking her in my arms I pull her up over my body to where I can kiss her tears
away.  "Don't worry about it," I say, "You're still getting more in your mouth
than most grown women do."

"I am?" she asks, surprised, "But I want to get it all.  What am I doing wrong?"

"You're doing nothing wrong, it's just that you have to hold your head and neck
at just the right angle to make it slide down your throat,"  I tell her.  "I
know, why don't I try to fuck your throat."

"How do you do that?" she asks.

"Here lie down here with your head over the end of the bed."  I move her body
into position and take up station with my feet on the floor and my hands beside
her hips.  "Now squeeze my wrist twice if I hurt you or you want me to stop.
OK?"

"O.K.,"  she replies.  Taking my cock in her hand she positions it between her
lips.

I start with slow shallow thrusts, moving a little deeper with each stroke until
the head is bumping against the back of her mouth.  "Ready?" I ask.  She nods
and squeezes my wrist once, taking a deep breath.

Backing up until only the head is in her mouth I slowly move my hips down until
I feel the back of her mouth, increasing the pressure, I push until I feel her
throat opening up around my cock and the head pops in.  I back up and she takes
a breath, I push in again moving a little deeper this time, back, a breath and
in three times until I feel her chin pressing into my pubic bone.  My cock is
engulfed in the tightest, hottest, opening It's ever encountered.  I withdraw
and push back in, as her throat becomes accustomed to the intrusion I thrust
faster and harder.  It is only a minute or so before the exquisite pressure
becomes to much for me and I bury my cock balls deep in her mouth and pump spurt
after spurt of jism deep into her throat.

Suddenly I'm aware of her hands pushing desperately, against my hips.
Immediately I feel like a heel and pull back.  She allows me to withdraw until
only the head remains in her mouth.  When I try to withdraw further her hands
lock my hips in place.  After sucking the last of my juices from my prick she
lets me go.

"Are you all right?"  I ask.

"No!"

'Oh no' I think. "I haven't hurt you have I?" I ask concerned.

"Oh no, but I'm mad at you."

"Why?" I ask.

"Because you wouldn't let me taste it."

"Oh! I'm sorry, but it felt so good,"  I explain. "When a man is fucking he
likes to pump his cum as deep as he can.  Will you forgive me?"

"I will this time but you better not let it happen again," she frowns.

Instantly I'm all contrition, hanging my head and laying it on thick.

Finally she giggles and thumps my in the ribs, "You're silly."  she says and all
is forgiven.

Hooking my finger in the neck of her T-shirt I leer inside, saying, "Ooh,
titties" and she giggles again.  "Lets get rid of this," I say taking the bottom
of her shirt in my hands and drawing it up and over her head.  Throwing it to
one side, I lean forwards and kiss her right nipple then her left. I then suck
the tiny mound, my mouth flicking my tongue back and forth over the nipple until
I feel it stiffen.  Transferring my attentions her right tit is soon as stiff as
the left.  Backing up a few inches I blow a stream of air over the BB sized
protrusion and watch it crinkle even tighter.  

"Ooh, that feels nice!"  she exclaims.

"Well lie back and close your eyes and it will feel even better,"  I tell her,
laying my towel on the bed to protect the sheets.

She complies and I place my hands on her hips hooking my fingers inside her
waistband.  Katy lifts her hips and I slowly inch her knickers down exposing her
mound a millimeter at a time.  Finally they are inside out, the gusset glued to
her crotch by her copious juices.  Suddenly they snap free and I quickly draw
them off over her ankles, stuffing the soaking gusset into my mouth I suck
ravenously.

"Ooh yuck!"

I remove them from my mouth just long enough to say, "You taste good," before
stuffing them back.  Katy watches with wide eyes as I continue to suck until I
can no longer taste her.  Finally I spit them out and toss them to join her
shirt.

Putting my finger in the middle of her chest, I push her back until she is lying
flat on her back.  I lean over her and kiss her in the middle of her forehead,
then move to kiss and lick her eyelids.  Next I suck her nose into my mouth.
Katy giggles.  "Shhh."  I trail kisses and tiny little licks over her cheek and
lick and nibble around her earlobe while she squirms beneath my ministrations.
Suddenly I thrust the tip of my tongue inside and wiggle it.  Her eyes snap open
and she squeals.  Moving back I kiss her eyes shut, and descend to her slightly
parted lips, I lick them and push my tongue inside for a long, slow, deep soul
kiss.

Next I kiss and nibble her throat and Katy squirms again, I move onto her chest
and lave her tiny breasts with my tongue, drawing a figure eight from one side
to the other contracting the loops at either end with each circuit until I'm
licking a straight line between them.  At each end of my stroke I suck the
nipples into my mouth gently biting and them pulling away from her chest.

Down to her belly I lick in a slowly contracting spiral about her navel, her
breathing quickening all the while. When I finally thrust my tongue into it she
squeals and folds up like a jackknife, gently I push her back onto the bed and
kiss her eyes shut yet again.  Returning to the dimple of her navel I kiss and
lick a trail down to her pubis.  Her legs are wide spread and her hips are
lifted in anticipation.  She groans when I lick once up her slit and continue on
to lave her inner thighs.

I leave another trail of nibbling kisses down her legs to her feet, where
pulling them together I suck both her big toes into my mouth at once, then
concentrating abandoning on one foot I take all of the toes into my mouth and
lick the folds underneath.  I then suck on the toes of the other foot before
turning her over on to her face.  I firmly grasp her ankle, give a broad flat
lick to the sole of her foot and she tries to jerk it from my grip.  The other
foot receives the same treatment with a similar responses.

Zigzagging from one side to the other I trail licks and kisses up her calves to
the sensitive backs of her knees, I lick and she squirms yet again.  Onwards and
upwards I lick and nibble up the backs of her thighs concentrating on the more
sensitive inner surfaces.

As I approach her buttocks she is raising and lowering her hips grinding her
mons into the towel which has bunched up with her movements.  I separate the
twin globes with my thumbs and gaze at the pink rosebud of her anus which winks
as me as she clenches and releases her muscles.  I blow a stream of cool air
over her pucker and she humps her ass back at me.  Steeling myself, I extend my
tongue and lick from her flowing quim over her asshole and on up to the top of
her tailbone.  Tasting nothing unpleasant I return and rim her pulsating back
door and then stiffening it, I plunge my tongue deep inside her and hear a
muffled squeal as Katy bites into the pillow she is hugging.  I wriggle my
tongue in her anus and she cums in a mini-orgasm.


All of the time I've been pleasuring Katy the thunder has been rumbling in the
distance slowly circling closer.  Suddenly we are deafened by a hammering on the
roof the van as the heavens reopen dumping what sounds like the entire contents
of Sydney Harbour on us in a few seconds.  Taking advantage of the noise I flip
her over, thrust one then two fingers into her pussy, and suck her inflamed clit
into my mouth.  She cums like a freight train, her howl of pleasure barely
audible over the pounding rain.  Outside lightning flashes closely followed by
deafening peals of thunder.  Suck, nip, pull I assault her clit and Katy arches
her back until only her heels and the crown of her head are on the bed.

It is only when I feel the muscles of her cunt rippling up and down the full
length of my fingers that I realize I've popped her cherry.  Releasing her clit
from between my lips I allow her body to subside back to the bed.  Carefully I
withdraw my fingers from her quivering quim.  Examining them I see only a few
spots of blood which I lick away before Katy can notice it.

Hugging her to my chest I try to apologize, sobbing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for
hurting you."  repeating this like a mantra, I rock her back and forth.

Eventually Katy's words penetrate through my tears and I hear, "What do you
mean?  You didn't hurt me.  Why are you crying?"

"I popped your cherry with my fingers when you arched your back and they went
right up inside you,"  I tell her.

"You did?" she squeals. "Really, do you mean I can fuck you and it won't hurt?"

"Uh huh" I nod, giving her a wan smile.

"Goody!" she wraps her arms about my neck kissing me all over my face, licking
away my tears.

"Oh Katy, I love you so much!" I sob,  enveloping her in a bear hug, crushing
her to my chest.

"I love you, too," Katy gasps, "but you're breaking my ribs."

I slacken off a bit, apologizing all over again.  Katy silences my apologies by
thrusting her tongue between my lips.  We kiss forever, my hands wandering all
over her back and squeezing her buttocks.

Eventually, Katy draws her head back and looks deep into my eyes, "Will you do
it?  Will you fuck me?" she asks.

"Only if you want me to," I reply. "I never want to do anything to hurt you,
ever."

"Silly, of course I want you to, and you would never hurt me.  Lets watch the
storm."

We extinguish the lamps and Katy, opening the curtains, stands, pressing her
nose to the window overlooking the dam, I stand behind her folding my hands
between her breasts.  The rain has slacked off and we stand contemplating the
landscape stroboscopically revealed by the lightning flashes.  Eventually the
storm rumbles off into the distance and the rain slows to a gentle pattering on
the roof.  I back up a step and sit on the edge of the bed drawing Katy to sit
in my lap,  my arms wrapped around her waist.  Dipping my head I nose her hair
to one side and nibble on the back of her neck.  Katy giggles, squirming in my
lap, the stimulation causes my cock to rise up between her thighs.

"Ooh, I think Woody want's to play," Katy giggles, taking him in hand and
rubbing the tip over her clit.  "Do you think he might like a game of hide and
seek."

"I'm sure he would, but first I better have a look at you to make sure I really
didn't hurt you."

"Silly, of course you didn't."

"Even so, I just want to make sure."

"Oh, all right, but I think you just want to look at my pussy."

"That too,"  I agree, with a laugh,  lifting her from my lap I lay her back on
the towel, and snag the torch from the dresser beside the bed.  Placing it
between my teeth I use my thumbs to spread her lips wide and look up inside her.
I only a small trickle of dried blood down one thigh, and a tiny smear mixed
with her juices disappearing between her ass cheeks. Inside I can barely see the
remains of her hymen.  I spit out the torch and lick the blood from her thigh
then taking her upper thighs in my hands I roll lift her lower body from the
bed.

Katy quickly sees what I want and takes hold of the backs of her knees, pulling
back and out until she is spread wide before me and I can see her little pink
rosebud beneath.  Extending my tongue I lick from her pucker to her clit,
savoring the coppery tang mixed with her sweetness.  Pointing my tongue, I
return to her asshole and thrust inside, tongue fucking her ass until she
squeaks.

Withdrawing from her ass I observe, "We're going to have to gag you.  If that
storm hadn't come along when it did MY mother would have known what we were up
too, let alone yours."

"Spoilsport," she grins up at me. Leaning over the side of the bed she snatches
up her knickers and stuffs them in her mouth then mumbles.

"What?" I ask.

She removes them, "I said, 'Happy?'" and stuffs them back.

Reaching up I pluck them from between her teeth.  "Yes," I say and kiss her
lips. "Bite them when you feel like screaming." I then shove them back between
her teeth.

Trailing nibbles back down her body I stop to kiss her breasts and tongue her
navel.  Her squeal is definitely quieter and should not be audible beyond the
van.   Satisfied I thrust my taster as deeply into her vagina as I can. (Her
outcries are definitely quieter)  I suck and nibble on her clit and tongue her
slot until her juices are flowing like the creek outside.  Crawling up over her
body I kiss my way upwards until the tip of my cock is brushing against her
quim, stooping to kiss her forehead I ask, "Ready?"

She nods violently. "Remember two squeezes means stop."  Another nod. "O.K.,
here it comes."

Reaching between us I take my steel hard shaft in hand and swab it up and down
her slot coating the glans with her juices.  Placing the head against the
entrance to her vagina I press gently inwards.  I slip and the crown skitters up
her crack and over her clitoris.  Trying again I retain hold of my staff this
time until I feel her opening up around me.  My knob pops abruptly inside and I
feel a tight ring gripping me just below under the rim of my glans and I hear
her grunt.  'Oh god she is so tight,' I think. 'I'll never make it all the way
inside.'  I rest without moving to allow Katy to get used to the intrusion and
let my excitement subside.

As my balls descend I push a little deeper, pull back then push again, slowly I
work my cock in and out entering a little deeper with every thrust, until I can
feel her cervix brushing the end of my dick and I am buried in the tightest,
sweetest, warmest cavity imaginable and still nearly two inches remain outside.
Withdrawing until only my glans is trapped between her lips I then re-enter her
with a single long slow steady stroke.  As my cock brushes her cervix she cums
violently, ramming her pelvis up towards me, her back arched, she strains
against me, muffled grunts and squeals emerge from behind her gag, suddenly her
cervix gives way and a tight ring snaps over the head of my penis, coming to
rest just behind the flare and her clit is grinding against my pelvis, her hands
are clenched into fists and she is beating the mattress and her head is rolling
from side to side.  Within her vagina, my cock is massaged along it's entire
length as her tight cunny ripples and contracts around it.  Withdrawing is a
real struggle, the tight neck of her womb grips my prick refusing to let go
until with an incredible rolling sensation my glans slips free, still her
clenching muscles fight me all the way.  Sliding back in is just a difficult,
her constricting passage almost strangling my prick, again I feel that
unbelievable sensation as her cervix rolls over the head of my cock.  As her
orgasm subsides movement becomes easier and I take slow steady strokes.  Again
she climaxes around my rampant intruder, and again I fight for every inch of
intrusion and withdrawal.  As her opening and cervix becomes accustomed to my
invading member my thrusts become faster and harder until she is cumming almost
continuously.

I soon feel the cum boiling in my balls and wrapping my arms around her I roll
onto my back keeping myself lodged within her.  Sliding my hand down her spine I
cup her ass and probe between the clenching cheeks until my fingertip finds her
asshole.  I'm now right on the verge of cumming and making short, swift, stabs
into her rippling passage, as I start to spurt within her I thrust my finger
into her slick back passage until my palm is cupping her asscheek and she cums
in a final shattering climax and passes out on my chest.  Long after my balls
are empty I continue to spasm in dry aching heaves.  Finally they subside and I
bend my head forward to kiss the top of her head.  I remove the knickers from
Katy's mouth and cuddle her to me as she slowly recovers.

"Mmm, that felt so good," she informs me.

"Felt good to me too," I reply and give the finger in her ass a little wriggle
as I withdraw it.

"Ooh, what's that doing there?" she asks jerking upright.

"Leaving, but I think it made you faint when it went in."

I lift Katy from my cock, she gasps as she feels my prick snap free of her womb,
a stream of our mixed juices floods my groin.  Turing her in my hands I position
her so she is kneeling astride my head her pussy inches from my mouth.  Lifting
my head I apply my lips to hers and lick the outside of her quim clean.
Extending my tongue to its fullest extent I plunge it inside scooping out as
much cum as I can.  Suddenly my wizened member is engulfed in her hot little
mouth as she tastes our combined spend.  Using my finger to reach deep within
her I scoop out as much of our juices as I can find.  At her end Katy licks my
balls and groin clean finishing with a slurping suck that leaves my cock half
hard.

Katy turns about and giving me a quick kiss, says, "That was awesome, I want to
do it again."

I return the kiss and reply, "'Not tonight Josephine. It's pretty late and we
have to get some sleep.  Besides you're going to be sore enough in the morning
already."

"Spoilsport," kiss. "Bastard," kiss. "Prick," kiss, kiss, kiss.

We get up, I retrieve the torch from where it has rolled underneath the bed and
we straighten things up, tossing the towel, which is surprisingly clean, into
the corner.

"I need a piddle."

"Me too," Katy replies.

We retrieve our shoes from the box and step out into the rain, which has now
slowed to a drizzle.  Naked we squelch around to front of the van, away from the
house.

"Can I hold it?" Katy asks and without waiting for a reply, takes me in hand.
It is a few seconds before I can relax enough to pee but the pressure in my
bladder soon overcomes my sudden shyness.  Giggling Katy directs the stream from
side to side until it slows to a trickle and then stops.

Placing my hand over hers, I direct her, "You shake it off like this."  Katy
does so, then surprises me by stooping to lick the last droplet from the tip.

Crouching down I hold the torch in my teeth and use my hands to separate her
labia and I peer within her exposed genitals.  "Your turn," I say.  As I look I
see a tiny bulge appear beneath her clitoris and then a golden cascade hisses
past inches from my nose.  When her stream slow and stops with a few final
spurts I return the favour and lick her clean.  The taste is not as bad as I
thought it would be, in fact I could get to like it.

We are now a trifle damp and getting cold so we return to the van and use the
towel to dry each other off, paying particular attention to the genitals.  We
put our clothes back on and I climb into bed, Katy slips in beside me.

"What do you think you are doing?" I ask.

"I'm going to sleep with you silly," she replies.

"What about your mother?"

"Pooh, we'll just have to wake up first." Katy gives me a soft kiss and turns
pressing her little bum into my belly, takes my hand and tucks it into the top
of her knickers, "G'night. Love you."

" 'night, Love you too," and I kiss her on the top of her head.


	Chapter 4 - Home alone?


I wake as the first dawn chorus sounds, my hand still tucked between her legs.
Carefully withdrawing it I prop myself up on my elbow and gaze upon her
slumbering features.  In repose she looks even younger than her nine (almost
ten) years, though the smile curving her lips is that ageless smile of women
through the centuries.  I drink her in marveling that someone so small can hold
so much love.  Finally I can stand it no longer, I must taste of cupids bow. I
bend and softly press my lips to hers probing betwixt them with my tongue, her
mouth opens and my tongue dips writhing to taste of hers.  Katy stirs, her
eyelids flutter open, her arms snake behind my neck and her tongue parries mine,
minutes later we break apart.

"You better get into your own bed," I say. "Your parents will be up soon."

"Do I have to?  Lets go swimming." Katy sits up and I see her wince.  

Concerned, I ask, "Are you O.K.?"

"Yeah, just a little sore like you said."

Stripping off her T-shirt Katy eases out of bed.  Throwing the sheet back I get
out and snag her T-shirt and towel dropping her shirt on her bed on the way out
the door.  I pad up the steps to the verandah and retrieve my shorts, still wet
from the day before and return to the caravan, with a towel for Katy.

Back in the van I strip and change my shorts and race down to the water where
Katy is waiting by the cable drum in just her knickers.  Dropping the towels on
the drum I say "Last one in's a rotten egg," and race to the edge and plunge
into the now overflowing dam.  Coming up gasping, my balls are trying to crawl
up inside my body.  I turn an accusing glance upon Katy who is giggling from the
top of the bank.

"I forgot to tell you, the water's always freezing after a big rain,"  she
laughs.

"Forgot heck, you did that deliberately.  Are you coming in?"

"No way, I'm not silly like some people are."

Well I can't take this lying down, I lunge from the water and give chase to a
shrieking Katy.  Her stiffness and laughter allow me to catch her easily,
gathering the shrieking twisting bundle up in my arms I return to the dam where
I wade out a little way and toss her in, I then retreat to the cable drum and
take both towels, wrapping one about my shoulders.

Katy comes from the water sputtering and swearing revenge, she approaches me and
as she grabs for a towel, I twitch it from her grasp.

"Give me that," she laughs, lunging at me.

"Give in?"

"No!" She snatches, missing again.

I dance around her, holding the towel, teasingly, just out of reach.  After a
few minutes of this I slip and while I'm catching my balance, Katy darts in and
snatches both towels from me, then races off for the caravan.  Pounding on her
heels, I'm just in time to stop her from locking the door in my face, I force my
way inside behind her and taking one of the towels from her I strip off my
shorts, towel myself dry and slip James' shorts back on.  I glance up to see
Katy hunched up on the bed examining her cunny, which looks a little red.

"How's it feel?" I ask.

"Still a little sore,  but not too bad since you chucked me in the water," she
informs me. "But I'm still gonna get you," she threatens with a grin.

"It's probably the running you did stretching it, like when your legs are stiff
after a long run."

Katy pads up to me and presents her pussy to me, asking, "Kiss it better?"

Picking her up to stand on my knees, I plant a quick kiss on the tip of her
clit.

Cuffing me upside the head, she says, "You can do better than that."

So I do better, I lick from the bottom of her slit to the top and suck her clit
into my mouth, nibbling on it till its hard.  I then lift her down and give her
a light swat on the backside, telling her, "Get dressed now, before your mother
comes looking for us."  Katy pouts but pads off the rummage through her draws
for a dry pair of knickers, waving her ass in my direction as she bends over.  I
get up, kneel behind her and bite her gently on the left cheek.  I then reach
over her shoulders to pick up a pair of knickers that have been sitting on the
top all the time, silently I hold hem out to her.  Katy slips them on with
rueful grin, and finding a shirt and skirt finishes getting dressed.

Together we wander barefoot over to the boundary fence, mud squelching between
our toes,  and slip through.  Walking to where the creek is still flowing
swiftly, though nowhere near it's peak of the previous night.  Together we gaze
into the swirling waters.  Katy's arm about my waist feels so right as we
silently luxuriate in the cool, rain swept, dawn.

A sudden crashing in the bush to one side causes us to turn, a few seconds later
a large grey kangaroo hops from the bush to stand only a few meters away.  We
contemplate each other for a few seconds before the kangaroo decides we are not
a threat and stoops to take a drink from the creek,  then with a single bound
clears the water before disappearing through the bush in the direction of my
uncles house.

A few more minutes of silence follow, before Katy decides that she is hungry.
We return to the house to find Jane in the kitchen, stirring a pot of porridge.

"What on earth were you doing swimming straight after a heavy rain like that
for?" she asks me, "You're lucky your balls didn't drop off."

"Not quite, though I did have to swallow a couple of times," I reply.
"Someone.." accusing glance, "thought an early morning swim would be just
dandy."

"Well, I saw that she got hers.  Sit down.  I was just going to call you."

Over breakfast, we discuss the order of the day.

"The weather forecast this morning, said that Cyclone Katherine," James begins.

"Hey they named a cyclone after you, good choice." I tell Katy, earning a punch
in the arm.

"As I was saying, the cyclone is due to hit the coast sometime tomorrow.  Jane
says that stocks are getting a bit low, and I need to take care of some business
just in case we get cut off here by the weather.  Would you mind staying here
and keeping an eye on the place until we get back. We've had some trouble with
things going for a walk.  Normally one of us would stay behind, but there's just
too much to do today."

"Can I stay?" asks Katy.

Jane looks at me, "That all right with you?"

"No problem, I'll just chuck her in the dam if she's any trouble,"  I respond.

"Make sure you tie the bricks on tight," is James' contribution.  "We'll collect
Jimmy from the Shead's to be our porter, so don't expect to see him til we get
back."

After breakfast is over, I send Katy down to the van to collect the leaking
pillow and ask Jane for a needle and some thread so that I can repair it.

"How big a mess did you two make last night?"  asks Jane.

"Not too much.  You interrupted us just as the pillow started to split."

It only takes me few minutes to fix the pillow.  I then look at Katy with a
speculative eye.

"You reckon you can escape, no matter how you are tied up, do you?"

"Yep!" proudly.

"Taught her all I know,"  is James' response.

"Well I bet I can tie you to that chair, so you can't leave it, with this," I
say holding up the piece of cotton left over from repairing the pillow.

"No Way!" says Katy.  Her father knows better than to take what looks like a
sucker bet.

I put Katy's one of hand through the back of the chair, and tie her thumbs
securely together with two turns of cotton, James and I then saunter off to the
lounge to check the latest weather report.

We hear, "Ouch, that hurts," as Katy tries to twist her hands to break the
cotton.  Several minutes of grunts and groans follow, before Katy appears in the
door carrying the chair before her.  "Can you get me loose?"

"What's the magic word?"  I ask.

"Please."

"I don't know, we had a bet.  What do I win?"

"I won't kill you if you let me go now."

"Does, that sound fair to you?" I ask James.

"I'd hold out for at least a cup of tea if I were you."

To Katy I say, "Cup of tea AND you won't get me back for chucking you in the
dam?"

"O.K. O.K."

A quick snip with the scissors and Katy is loose.  "Now how about that cup of
tea?"

"Beast."  With a twitch of her behind she leaves the room, returning a few
minutes later with cuppas all round.

By about nine o'clock the creek is down enough to get the car through and Jane
and James decide not to waste any time and head off.  Katy and I watch them go,
when they are out of sight, Katy turns to me with a smile, "Let's fuck."

"Better give them a few minutes, to make sure that they are really gone." I say.
"Why don't we go over to my uncle's and get some clean clothes for me first?"

We lock up the house and head off,  The creek is still above my knees so I lift
Katy to my shoulders and wade across.  Lifting Katy down I take the opportunity
to grab a quick feel.  Fifteen minutes later I've told my mother where I'll be
for the rest of the day and we are back at Katy's with a clean change of clothes
and a dry towel for me, as Katy tells me the water will be warm enough to swim
in by about lunch time.

In the van Katy wastes no time and is soon naked and lying spread eagled on the
bed.  I swiftly follow suit, then taking both of her ankles in one hand I lift
her hips and slip a towel beneath her as if I was changing a baby, giving her
bottom a swat I let go and her legs snap apart like they were spring loaded.
Kneeling at the foot of the bed I lean forwards and blow a stream of air over
her clitoris, I then tease her with kisses and licks all around her pussy while
avoiding her clit which is soon standing up begging for attention.

		--

Lena could not believe her eyes.  She had come over to visit her boyfriend's
sister, his parents had taken him shopping with them and her brothers had
decided to go fishing leaving her alone.  Having just gotten back from spending
a week in town with at friend's place, she was still getting used to being alone
and had decided that the company of a girl four years her junior was better than
nothing.  Coming through the fence she had seen Katy go into the van with a
strange man,  she had called out but they had not heard her.  Curious she had
crept up to the van and hearing strange noises she decided to see what was
happening before announcing her presence.

Raising her head to look through the window she was met by an incredible sight:
There was her boyfriend's little sister naked with her knees pulled up to her
chest and the stranger was crouched over her and he was LICKING her cunny.  Her
first thought was to run home and tell her parents what she had seen, but as she
stood there watching it became obvious that Katy was an active participant and
she felt a tingle beginning to build in her loins.  Taking another longer look
at the engrossed pair she saw more, the man had two of his fingers pushed right
inside Katy and he was moving them in an out.  Looking closely at the man's
crouched form she could see his dick and it looked absolutely enormous, nearly
twice as long as her boyfriend's and much thicker.  Suddenly the tingle was much
stronger and she just had to scratch it.

Rubbing herself through her shorts she watched what is happening within the van,
she soon felt the need for more and slid her hand inside the tight waistband of
her shorts.  Unable to move her hand she undid the snap and tried again, this
time her hand slid easily inside her bikini bottoms and her fingers are soon
busily working on her clit, and sliding through her soaking crack.  Inside she
can see that Katy has released her legs to lie over the stranger's shoulders and
she is holding his head to her.  Katy is making a lot of strange grunts and
squeals, her hips are moving from side and it looks like the man has his finger
stuck up her bum.

		--

Katy cums with a squeal that makes me glad that her parents are several miles
away.  Suddenly we are interrupted by a loud thump on the side of the caravan.
Guiltily I remove my fingers from her openings and we quickly draw apart, I draw
on a pair of shorts and Katy scrambles into her skirt and shirt.  Moving to the
door we look out:  I see a strange girl with dark curly hair, she looks to be
about thirteen or so and is obviously in the throes of an orgasm.  She is
leaning back against the side of the van, her shorts down to mid thigh, her hand
is stuffed inside her red polka dot bikini bottoms and  is grinding away
furiously.

Suddenly she notices us standing there, she jerks her hand out like it was
scalded, and flushes a deep red all the way down to her well filled bikini top.
Stammering she tries to explain, "I-I-I didn't know you were th-th-there?"

"Obviously." I ask, "Who is she, Katy?"

"Oh she's Jimmy's girlfriend.  Lena this is Geoff.  Geoff, Lena."  I offer my
hand and Lena takes it in hers, she realizes that it's still wet with her juices
and jerks it from my grasp and rubbing it on her shorts, blushes again, suddenly
she bursts into tears.

"Go and get her a drink,"  Katy tells me,  "while I have a talk to her."

I go into the house and spend ten minutes making up a jug of cordial,  grabbing
three glasses I head back for the van.  Down in the van I find Katy and Lena
sitting on Katy's bed.  Lena seems a little better but she looks jumpy.  I give
them their drinks and take a seat on the floor in front of them with mine.  Lena
looks down at her drink avoiding my eyes.

"Lena," her eyes flick to me then back to her drink, "I'm not mad at you, though
I am scared of what you might say."

"Oh, I'm not going to tell on you,"  she whispers.

"Why not?"  I ask, "You should you know."

"I know, but Katy tells me it was mostly her idea and if I tell, you'll get into
a lot of trouble, Katy will get it trouble, and nobody will be happy."

"What else has Katy told you?"

"She say's you make her feel really good."  Suddenly she bursts into tears
again.

I look to Katy who just shrugs.

I get up and sit beside Lena, she turns an hides her face on my shoulder.
Awkwardly I put my arm around her and hold her until the sobs racking her body
subside, she shudders a few times and lifts her head to wipe her eyes before
dropping it back to my shoulder.

Lifting her chin with my finger I look into her red rimmed eyes and ask, "Why
does Katy feeling good make you cry?"

"B-because I let Jimmy do it last week and it hurt, and last night we did it
again and he-he stopped just when I started to feel good an-and Katy says, you
make her feel good every time.  Sh-She's just a little kid, and I've got boobs
and everything.  H-how come I don't feel good, wh-what's wrong with me?"

"You seemed to be feeling pretty good outside before we interrupted you," I
observe.

"That's different, I was doing it myself.  How come it doesn't feel good with
Jimmy?"

"Well there's nothing wrong with you, I'd say the problem was with Jimmy."

Katy chips in, "Yeh, I bet he just got on top and stuck it in."

Lena looks at Katy, surprised, "How, did you know?"

I reply, "Because Jimmy is really the 'little kid', he knows how to fuck, but he
doesn't know how to make love.  If he just climbs on top and shoves, it's going
to hurt and by the time he is finished you'll just be starting to get warmed up.
You'll have to tell him what to do."

"But I don't know what to do,"  is her plaintive reply.

"You seemed to have a fairly good idea outside.  Just tell him to do the same
sort of things.  Also make him shoot, before he fucks you, so that he lasts
longer the second time."

"How do I do that?"

"Well you could give him a hand job," I start.

"Or you suck him off," interjects Katy, who seems determined to shock.

"You mean put him in my mouth?  That's disgusting."

"No it's not.  Geoff tastes really good, especially when he shoots his sperm in
my mouth."

"Ooh, yuk!"

"Really, what were we doing when you saw us?" I ask.

"You were licking her between the legs."

"So, was my licking Katy's cunt disgusting?"

"Sort of, but it made me feel really hot too, thinking about someone doing it to
me."

"Well anything two people do with each other, so long as they both want to do
it, is generally not that bad.  In fact if it looks disgusting it probably feels
pretty good.  

"Yeah, he licked my bum last night and I nearly went through the roof."

Lena looks at me and gasps, "You didn't?"

I nod. "She had just had a shower, she was clean, I knew she would like it, so
why not?"

"I guess, but it seems so strange.  Can you ...." Lena trails off.

"Can I what?"

"No, you'll just get mad at me."

"No, we won't," Katy encourages.

"Katy's right, we won't get angry with anything you say."

"C-can you show me what to do,"  Lena gets out in a rush.

"I can't see any problems with that, can you Katy?"

"No.  Do you want to join in or just watch us or do you want Geoff to do it to
you?"

"Can I just watch to start with?"

"Of course, just don't tell Jimmy or anybody else. If anybody found out about
Katy and me I'd probably go to jail and Katy might end up in a home."

"O.K."

Katy claps her hand with delight, and taking both Lena and I by the hand drags
us to Jimmy's bed at the other end of the van and falling back on the bed, flips
her skirt up to reveal her bald pussy which is leaking down between her ass
cheeks to saturate the back of her skirt.

"Better get that skirt off before you ruin it," I say.  Pulling Katy to her feet
I remove her shirt and pull down her skirt to pool about her ankles.

Katy kneels in front of me and unfastens my shorts and lets them drop to the
floor.  She then sticks out her tongue and licks me from root to crown coating
my member with a sheen of saliva.  Taking a deep breath she ovals her mouth and
plunges her head forward, burying her nose in my hair she takes me deep into her
throat.  Lena gasps.  Katy bobs her head up and down a few times before
releasing me with a slurp while Lena looks on in disbelief.

Not to be outdone I pick Katy up, throw her back on the towel and plunge my
tongue deep into her slot.  I lick and suck furiously at Katy's cunt for a few
seconds before changing to teasing licks and sucks.  I work her right up to the
edge, but refuse to tip her over.  Glancing at Lena I see her with one hand
inside her bikini bottoms, the other squeezing and rubbing her tits.

"Why don't you take those off and sit here so you can see better?" I ask, before
rolling Katy's ass clear of the bead and descending once more to her sopping
pussy.  I continue to tease her licking and biting at her thighs, flicking my
tongue inside her for a second before withdrawing.

Feeling movement on the bed flick my eyes up to see Lena has taken up a position
kneeling behind Katy's head and is leaning over to closely observe where my
tongue is working over Katy's delectable pussy.  Her eyes are only six inches
from mine, she blushes when she sees me looking at her, but doesn't move.  

Beneath me Katy is incoherent, squealing, grunting and moaning.  I move my head
slightly and begin rimming Katy's asshole, her grunts and groans are now more
urgent, coming more swiftly.  Suddenly the sounds are muffled and I hear Lena
gasp.  Glancing up, I see Lena's eyes have rolled back in her head, looking a
little lower I see the reason. Katy has latched onto one of her hanging tits and
is sucking for all she is worth.  I decide that now is the time and plunging a
finger deep into Katy's opening I attack her clit, suck, nip, pull, her thighs
snap tight on my neck, and she emits a muffled bane sihde wail into the flesh of
Lena's breast as she cums hard.  Lena pulls back in surprise and Katy, unable to
maintain her hold, lets fly with her full voice.  All the while I suck, nip and
pull and she is cumming continuously her tiny body rigid in front of Lena, the
muscles of her belly rippling.  The volume of her voice diminishes with each
wail until she is reduced to a barely audible whimper.

Just before she passes out I desist in my assault on her clit and change to slow
gentle licks collecting as much of her overflowing juice as I can.  Katy's body
looses it's rigidity and her breathing slowly recovers,  a minute later she
pushes my head away.

"No more.  Oh god that was incredible," she gasps.

"That was awesome," Lena says, I look up to see her gently rubbing her mons, and
squeezing her breast, "I thought you were killing her."

"Just wait till he does it to you!"  grins Katy, recovered enough for her usual
bubbly exuberance to resurface.

"Would you?"  Lena asks in a barely audible whisper, her voice carries a little
apprehension, but I can't tell if she's scared I will or scared that I won't.

"Only if you want me to,"  I reply.  "Good sex is all about choice, and if
someone says 'no', you stop,"  I explain.  "So do you want me to?"

"Yes please," says Lena, shyly, in a little girl voice.

"Move," I say, giving Katy's hip a push.  Reluctantly she gives way, and Lena
takes her place.

Sitting back on my heels I take my first good look at Lena.  Her dark curly hair
frames a heart shaped face.  The flickering of her deep brown eyes and the
tongue licking her full lips, betrays a slight lingering uncertainty.  Her nose
is just a bit to large for her face, she is not a beauty but is certainly very
attractive.  Her body will definitely attract more than a casual glance, breasts
the size of small grapefruit surmount her chest, though slightly flattened by
gravity they are firm enough to maintain their shape.  Crowning them her stiff
nipples, the same diameter as my little finger stand out nearly half an inch,
centered in dark aereoli nearly two inches across.  These breasts would be
stunning on an adult, on a thirteen year old girl they are mind blowing.  The
still forming flare of her hips beneath her flat tummy, promises an hourglass
figure that most women desire and few achieve.  At the juncture of her thighs
every detail of her fleshy mons is fully visible, the single curl of fine, dark
reddish hair at the very top of her slit conceals nothing.  The wine dark flesh
of enormous inner labia protrudes from between her puffy outer lips.

As I prepare to taste of Lena's honey pot, Katy pulls my head down and whispers
in my ear, "Why don't we do what you did to me last night?"

"What do you mean?  As I recall I did several things to you last night," I
whisper back.

"You know, lick her all over,"  Katy clarifies. 

"Both of us?"

"Yeah," Katy grins, "It'll drive her bananas."  Turning to Lena, who has propped
herself on her elbows and is looking at us trying to follow our whispers, she
instructs, "Lie back, and close your eyes and keep them closed, and don't move
your hands."

"What are you going to do?" Lena asks, her apprehension showing.

"Don't worry, you'll like it.  It's gonna drive you nuts,"  Katy reassures her.

Lena does as instructed and Katy and I take up stations to either side.  As soon
as she feels the touch of two sets of lips on her forehead her eyes snap open,
and she gasps at Katy, "But you're a girl!  I'm not a lesbian!"

"Of course not," I reassure her, "You're a lesbian if you do it ONLY with girls,
don't worry this will be a lot of fun, lots of people do it."

"Yeah, I just want to help Geoff make you feel really good,"  Katy chips in.

"O.K. I guess." Lena lies back again and closes her eyes. 

Once again Katy and I bend to kiss Lena, she quivers a little but remains
supine.  Our tongues and lips wander over her eyelids and across her cheeks,
together we nibble and tongue Lena's ears.  Our lips on the side of her neck
cause her to squirm as shivers ascend her spine.  Tracing the line of her jaw I
move up to savour lips that part at my touch, my tongue slips between them and
is met by a lively response, Lena's tongue twines itself about mine before
darting between my lips to lick inside my mouth.  I raise my head and restrain
Katy, before she can take her turn, I shake my head slightly and she nods in
response, understanding that Lena might not be ready for a full kiss from a
girl.

In unison once again, eyes locked together so we can follow each others
movements, our lips trace her jaw line back to her neck and onto her shoulders,
our tongues trace the uppermost swell of her breasts, momentarily we loose synch
as I surprise Katy by doing something I had forgotten the night before.   I take
Lena's arm and lift it from the bed to expose her armpit, I inhale, savouring
the aroma, before licking the slight sheen of sweat from the smooth expanse of
skin, broken only by the finest of new grown hairs, Lena's body writhes and
undulates as she squeaks at the unexpected sensations.  Katy gives me a funny
look, but follows suit.  We mouth our way down her arms, to take her fingers one
by one into our mouths sucking and twining our tongues around them.

Making our way back up her arm, we leave a trail of wet kisses to Lena's heaving
ribs.  Taking a breast each Katy and I trace a slowly contracting spiral with
our tongues and lips.  Finally we reach the summit and suck the engorged nipples
between our lips.  Lena makes her first sound, a long drawn out moan,  Katy and
I grin at each other, a nipple each between our teeth.  We nibble and suck for a
few moments longer then trail our tongues onto her quivering belly.  She jumps
with a gasp as my tongue plunges into her navel and jerks again as Katy follows
me.  Moving onwards I take her curl between my teeth and tug gently.  Lena's
hips are straining upwards trying to force her mound onto my mouth.  I ignore
her silent plea and take her protruding labia into my mouth for only a second
before releasing them with a wet slurp, a gush of fluids are released as I
separate her lips and I lap them up with relish.  Katy's tongue and lips follow
mine and I have to prod her to remind her of the task ahead. Lena groans in
frustration as we abandon her soaking wet quim.

Once more side by side Katy and I trail nibbles and licks the length Lena's
inner thighs, around her kneecaps, and down her shins.  Our tongues twine around
and between her toes before tickling the sensitive folds beneath, a broad lick
from heel to toe causes her to jerk her feet from our grasp, with a sharp cry.

Together Katy and I guide Lena over onto her tummy and gently biting on her
heels we start the journey home.  We lick and kiss our way up her calves to the
sensitive skin behind her knees, where our tongues cause Lena to squeal and
squirm.  The muscles of her thighs tense and relax under our tongues as she
clenches and releases her buttocks grinding her mons into the bed beneath her.
Together we bite, suck and kiss all over Lena's buttocks before separating them.
Katy darts in ahead of me and licks from bottom to top lapping up the juices
that have flowed into the crease.  Her tongue flicks back to circle Lena's anus
before stiffening and plunging inside.  Lena's breath is now coming in short
fast pants punctuated by little yips of excitement.  I push Katy aside and my
tongue takes it's turn licking the length of Lena's ass crack and plunging into
her pucker.

Rolling Lena onto her back I lift her leg and push her knee to her chest, Katy
follows suit and we both have access to Lena's saturated quim and asshole.  I
lap from the base of her spine to the top of her slit and Katy follows.  We then
each take one of Lena's protruding lips in our teeth and pull as if in a tug of
war, back to licking and I allow my tongue to plunge deep between the labia into
her overflowing vagina, out and I flick my tongue over the tip of her clit.
Katy dives in and tries to lick Lena dry, licking and sucking like there was no
tomorrow.

Lena cums with a wolf like howl, her body snapping straight, knocks Katy aside
and a knee dazes me as it glances off my temple.  Between her Legs Lena's vulva
is spurting a creamy liquid from between inflamed lips, Katy dives back in and
covers Lena's entire pulsating quim with her mouth anxious not to miss any more
of this new treat.  Lena's body spasms, arching clear of the bed, and falling
back over and over again.  Somehow or other Katy manages to maintain her lip
lock the entire time and not a drop of Lena's spend escapes.

As Lena's spasms subside I tear Katy loose and mash my lips to hers, forcing my
tongue into her mouth, I taste of the delectable nectar.  Indescribable, the
otherworldly taste sears my tongue,  bottled it would outsell the beverage
giants Coke and Pepsi, driving them into bankruptcy.  An eternity later we are
interrupted as Lena throws her arms about us and hugs us to her, tears streaming
down her cheeks.  Katy and I kiss the tears from her cheeks and this time I
don't intervene as Katy presses her lips to Lena's and they exchange a deep
soulkiss, I look on in amusement as Katy's toes curl.

Finally Lena pulls back and asks, "Is that me I can taste?"  Together Katy and I
nod. "Well if all girls taste like that I don't care if I am a lesbian."

Laughing we tell her not to worry.

"What was that?" Katy asks, "I don't squirt like that do I?"

"I have absolutely no idea.  But it was great, wasn't it?"

"Yeah!" turning to Lena, Katy asks, "Did that drive you nuts or what?"

"You have no idea.  All that teasing made me want to kill you."

"Was the wait worth it?"  I ask.

"YES! You can do that to me any time."

Katy turns on me with a predatory grin, "It's his turn now."

"Oh, no it's not.  If you touch me now I'll go off like a rocket.  Lets go for a
swim until I cool down a bit."

The girls agree, Katy somewhat reluctantly. Lena slips her bikini back on, Katy
makes do with a pair of knickers, for myself the ubiquitous shorts suffice.  Two
minutes later we are splashing around in the water, though still cool it has
lost it's bite.  We horse around for a few minutes, ducking each other and
bombing each other from the platform.  Then I notice that look in Katy's eye
which bodes ill for someone, a quick pluck at the back of Lena's neck and her
breasts are bobbing free in the water.

Lena turns but finds only widening ripples in the water, shrugging Lena loosens
the tie across her back and with a flick of her wrist tosses the top onto the
bank.  Katy resurfaces and Lena pounces snagging an ankle, they the go into a
huddle casting significant glances my way. 'Uh oh!' I think, 'oh well let's get
it over with.'  and I swim in their direction.  As I approach they separate,
Katy slipping behind me, (normally I would turn to face the more dangerous
adversary, but Lena's bobbing breasts hold my eyes), Lena approaches and putting
her hands on my shoulders leaps up forcing me beneath the surface, crushing her
tits into my face.  'I can live with this, I don't need to breathe' I tell
myself, only seconds later I am reminded of Katy as my shorts are tugged free.

Eventually I do need to breathe and I return to the surface keeping an arm about
Lena's waist.  Lena put up only a token struggle as I remove her bottoms and
toss them onto the growing pile on the bank.  A quick feel and together we gang
up to capture Katy.  When we do corner her she slips her knickers off and tosses
them before we are able to capture her.

"Not good enough," I say, and sweeping her up in my arms I blow zoobers all over
her body, Lena joins in and Katy is soon a quivering mass of giggles.  Suddenly
we release her and she disappears beneath the surface with a squeal.  Lena and I
retreat to the platform and Katy comes up sputtering, vowing revenge.  Lena
wraps her arms about my neck, I support her with an arm about her waist the
other about the pole to support us both.  I pull her in tight and her breasts
squash delightfully against my chest, applying pressure to the back of my neck
she pulls my head down and fastens her lips to mine, her tongue darting out to
joust with mine.  Blood rushes to my head and elsewhere and soon Woody is
standing proudly to attention, his head prodding at the top of her slit.  Lena
humps her hips at me rubbing the length of her slot over my engorged glans,
suddenly she gasps as the head pops inside the tight ring of muscles at the
entrance of her vagina.

Katy's hand sliding between our bellies and sliding down to grasp my member
interrupts us. "I think he's ready.  Let's go back to the van,"  she says.
Tugging Woody from his warm confines she tows him towards the bank.  I, perforce
follow, recovering our clothes from the grassy bank we run naked to the van.
Inside I take up a towel and rub both girls dry paying careful attention to
where they are dampest.  When my turn comes they take a towel each and Katy
magnanimously allows Lena to dry off Woody, then dries him herself "Just to make
sure."

"You two were fucking weren't you?"  Katy asks.

"Nearly," I reply dryly, "but we were interrupted."

"We'll, you're mine.  You can only fuck her if I'm watching."

"You mean join in, don't you?"  I laugh.

"Whatever."

Lena clears her throat self consciously, Katy and I cease our interplay and turn
to her.  She seems to be turning something over in her mind, finally she blurts
out, "Katy can you teach me how to suck his cock?"

Whether by accident or design Lena has picked just the right way to stroke Katy,
and she is all smiles as she replies, "Sure, it's great fun and his sperm tastes
really good.  It's real easy too, the most important thing to remember is to be
careful with your teeth."  Katy then tells of her lesson and they have a good
laugh at my expense.

Katy uses my cock to explain where I'm most sensitive, what I seem to like. She
goes on to repeat the lesson I gave her on how to build me up adding a new
twist, "If you excite him too much and he's gonna cum before you want him to,
just push hard here with your thumb and wait until he stops twitching." She
indicates a spot at the base of my penis above my balls.  "I read that in one of
those stories,"  she informs me proudly.

Instructions finished with, Katy has me lie back on the bed, and Lena kneel
beside my shoulders facing my feet.  She then sits back to watch fingers already
busy between her legs.  Lena's first moves are tentative, taking my cock in her
hand she examines it from all angles, squeezing and pinching gently.  She scoops
up a drop of pre cum from the end, rubs it between her fingertips and sniffs at
it, finally she sticks her tongue out and tastes it.  Satisfied, she leans over
and kisses then licks the tip.

"Lick it all over and make it wet," Katy says impatiently.

"Shut up Katy, let her go at her own pace," I tell her.

Lena steels herself and runs her tongue from the root to the crown, then opening
her jaws wide pops the head through her ovaled lips, her tongue tentatively
licks at the head the tip probing into the tiny slit at the end.  Gaining
confidence the actions of her tongue becomes firmer more assured, soon she is
bobbing up and down on my rampant member her tongue flickering about my knob as
though possessed.  Now sure of herself she makes a deeper stroke than she has
previously and my cock bumps the back of her throat and she gags.  She jerks
backwards and my cock pops free of her mouth, she coughs and returns to try
again,  over and over she tries to take my entire length within her mouth.

After four or five attempts I say, "Don't worry about it, not all women can
swallow a mans cock."

"Hey, that might work!"  Lena resumes her attack on me, and this time when my
cock hits the back of her mouth she swallows convulsively.  The sensation of the
muscles of her throat working about the head of my cock are almost enough to
send me over the edge, Katy notices the warning signs and warns Lena to back
off.  Lena ignores her wanting to try out her newfound skill, retreating only
far enough to release my knob from her throat, she takes a breath and plunging
forwards swallows me whole yet again.  It takes all of my self control not to
grab her head and fuck her face.  Lena backs up until her lips caress the rim of
my glans, her tongue goes into overdrive flickering all around my knob and
spearing into my pisshole, my balls are tight and churning and my prick is hard
enough to drive railway spikes. One more swallow is all it takes and I'm cumming
down her throat, she quickly pulls back holding just the head between her lips.
Jet after jet of my creamy jism pulses into her mouth until it starts to leak
around my shaft.

"Don't swallow," Katy orders Lena, "I want to share it."  Pulling my cock from
between Lena's lips she takes it into her own mouth, lapping up the last few
dribbles before taking Lena's head between her hands and locking their lips
together, they clinch for nearly a minute, passing my cum back and forth, before
swallowing a portion each.

The pair of them then descend upon my groin and clean it like a pair of cats let
loose in the dairy. Woody twitches in response but is unable to rise to the
occasion, the combination of the morning's buildup and Lena's incredible mouth
action have drained me completely, my balls hang loose and aching.  Together
they work upon me trying to restore the lead to my pencil, but all I am able to
do is twitch slightly.

Finally I push them away, telling them, "Woah girls.  Lena's drained me dry and
it's going to take me a while to recover.  Why don't you have some fun together
until I'm ready?  Besides watching you will help me recover faster."

Katy is quick to agree, Lena is not so sure but acquiesces when Katy prods her,
"C'mon, It'll be great."

I position Katy on the bottom and Lena with her knees either side of Katy's
head.  As soon as Lena is in position Katy lifts her head and licks Lena from
stem to stern. Lena gasps and throws her head back with her eyes closed.  After
a few seconds I place my hand behind Lena's head and push gently, she shows no
resistance and soon her eyes are within inches of Katy's moist slit.  She looks
at it for a moment then tentatively separates the lips with her the thumb and
forefinger of one hand, the fingers of the other hand explore within, gently
sliding over the slick flesh around Katy's vagina and then flicking her engorged
clit.  Katy moans into the flesh of Lena's vulva.

Moving to the other end I see Katy has taken one of Lena's labia into each hand
and has them stretched wide apart, her tongue is tracing a figure eight,
circling Lena's clit and anus, pausing to plunge deep within Lena's vaginal
opening every time it passes.  Suddenly Katy emits a surprised squeal and I look
to see that Lena has taken the plunge and has her mouth covering Katy's entire
mons.

I can't see exactly what she is doing, but judging by the way Katy's hips are
moving up and down in short sharp thrusts I guess Lena's talented tongue is hard
at work.  Moving to put my mouth to Lena's ear I explain my suck, nip, pull
technique and suggest that she use it when Katy starts to cum.  She nods and
continues her ministrations.  I flick my tongue into her ear eliciting a muffled
squeak, before moving to kneel behind Katy's head.

Bending forwards I plunge my tongue into Lena's back door as Katy sucks and
chews on Lena's engorged inner lips.  Suddenly Katy's head snaps back against
the mattress, her eyes rolled back in her head, her teeth exposed by lips drawn
back in a rictus grin, almost immediately she gives voice to a shattering
screech as she cums hard.  She barely has time to draw breath before squealing
again and again as Lena follows my instructions and sucks, nips and pulls on
Katy's enraged clitoris.  Ceasing her all out assault, Lena switches to long
slow licks as she laps up Katy's overflowing juices, leaving her gasping for
breath.

Katy soon recovers and I sit back and watch in amazement as she attacks Lena's
pussy like she was possessed, licking and sucking on Lena's inflamed labia,
flicking her tongue over Lena's engorged clitoris.  Katy inserts two fingers
into Lena's cunt and plunges them in and out her fist slapping against Lena's
mound, a minute later she adds a third finger and then a fourth.  I look on in
complete stupefaction as Katy's entire hand disappears within the folds of
Lena's pulsating quim.  Now Lena cums as she throws her head back and howls, the
taut tendons of her neck standing out in sharp relief.

Katy is pumping her fist in and out of Lena's cunt with an obscene squelching
sound, her arm disappearing half way to the elbow before withdrawing and
plunging back.  It is Lena's turn to writhe with multiple-orgasms as over and
over again Katy pounds away at Lena's palpitating pussy refusing to stop until
Lena collapses unconscious on top of her.  

I stop Katy before she is able to withdraw her hand, saying "Wait for her to
wake up."  Lifting Lena from Katy's body, I turn her onto her back and lay her
back down beside Katy.  I quickly move to the other end of the van and return
with an empty glass just in time to see Lena beginning to stir.  Setting the
glass on the dresser I lift Lena and sit behind her supporting her on my
shoulder, tilting her head back I kiss her gently on the lips, her tongue slips
between my lips as she recovers.

Suddenly her eye snap open and she pushes my head away to looks down, "Oh my
god!" she exclaims.

Retrieving the glass I place it in Katy's free hand and lift Lena's ass clear of
the bed.  Katy holds the glass in position beneath Lena and slowly withdraws her
fist with and obscene slurp.  Lena groans softly as it pops free, a milky
cascade of juices flows from her gaping twat into the glass, nearly filling it.


I lean back against the end of the bed and the girls snuggle up on each side of
me each with a leg thrown over one of mine.  Entwined together we pass our
loving cup between us tilting it to each others lips.  Silently we share our
love for each other until the glass is empty and Katy is using her fingers to
scrape up every last droplet and feeding them to me.

Finally Lena breaks the silence, "That was in-fucking-credible, I don't believe
you had your whole hand in me.  And it didn't hurt, it felt great."

"I think he's ready to fuck now," says Katy, grasping my throbbing, steel hard
fuck stick.

"'Ready to fuck' she says!  I'm ready to punch holes in armour plate after that
performance!" I say.  Katy giggles.

It is then that I notice the moan of the rising wind outside, "That fuck's going
to have to wait." I say, "We had better make sure everything's secure."

We quickly slip our clothes on and step outside.  As I open the door it is
snatched from my hand by the wind, banging against the side of the van.  Outside
the sun has disappeared behind roiling banks of cloud and the temperature has
plummeted.

"Shit, Lena, you'd better get home before the rain brings the creeks back up," I
tell her.

"O.K. Bye, and thank you so much," she says before fastening her lips to mine in
a passionate kiss. I give her a quick pat on the ass and she heads off at a run.

Katy and I swiftly check around outside the house looking for anything loose and
then check the tiedowns for the van and drop the awnings to cover the windows.
Everything secure we go inside to check the news.  Just as the TV finishes
warming up Lena comes pounding up the stairs and into the house.

"It's too late," she gasps, "It must have already started raining upstream, the
creek's just about burst its banks."

"What's your number?" I ask picking up the phone. She tells me and I dial, it's
answered on the first ring and an anxious sounding woman answers.

"Hello, is that you Lena?"

"Mrs Shead?  It's Geoff Lyndon here, you don't know me, but I'm Liam's nephew.
I'm here at the O'Conner's place with Katy and Lena.  She's fine but we wore
each other out playing in the dam and fell asleep in front of the telly.  We
only woke up when the wind started rattling things.  I sent Lena off as soon as
we woke up, but she's just came back and told me the creek's right up and she
can't get home.  Katy's parents aren't back yet either."

"Damn!  You better let me speak to my daughter."

I hand the phone to Lena.

"Mum?" .. "Yeah, I'm real sorry, like Geoff said, we fell asleep and only just
woke up." .. "Yeah, I will, I'm sorry.  Bye." Lena hands the phone back to me
saying, "She wants to speak to you again."

"Yes Mrs Shead?"

"I'm sorry this had to happen.  It looks like you're stuck looking after those
kids for a few days, this storm isn't going to blow itself out early.  Have you
seen the news yet?"

"No we're waiting for it to come on now."

"Well, that storm moved a hell of a lot faster than anyone expected.  It's going
to hit the coast just north of here in about an hour.  How are you fixed for
food?  Jane told me she was going shopping for supplies."

I send Katy to check.  She returns a few minutes later to tell me we have plenty
of flour, rolled oats and powdered milk, a dozen eggs, some tins, but no meat
except the leftovers from last night and very few vegies.

I report this to Mrs Shead, saying, "Well I can keep us full, with porridge and
pancakes it just won't be too nutritious."

"Good enough.  I'd better let you go, I'm sure Katy's parents are trying to
call.  Bye."

"Bye."

<click><click><ring>

As soon I drop the receiver into its cradle, the phone rings shrilly and I
snatch it up again.

"Hello."

"Geoff it's James.  Sorry but it looks like you are going to have to watch the
house and Katy a little longer.  We're still in town and it's bucketing down.  I
know the creeks will already be up so we're going to have to wait out the storm
in the emergency shelters at the show grounds."

"It's O.K. James, everything's under control here, though we do have an extra
house guest."

"Who?"

"Lena, she came over to see Katy and we got so totally shagged in the dam that
we all fell asleep in front of the telly, by the time one of us woke up it was
too late for her to get across the creek."

"Oh.  Have you taped the windows yet?"

"No."

"Well you better get started, there's a couple of rolls of tape in the kitchen
draw.  Tape a cross on each window pane.  It makes it a little safer if
something breaks the glass.  Oh, and the spare battery for the telly is down in
the battery room.  Bring it up and only use the telly for the news.  The Kero's
also down there, bring it up and put it on the verandah.  Uh, Jane want's to say
a few things, here she is."

"Geoff," Jane's voice, "I want you to bring the mattresses up from the van, and
sleep on the floor of the lounge, it's safer up there than down in the van.  I'm
sorry you don't have much food."

"It's all right we can manage, I already worked out that we can keep ourselves
full with porridge and pancakes.  I'll make us up a decent meal tonight with the
tag end of the roast and some vegies and after that we'll just have to eat
peasant food."

"O.K. let me speak to the girls."

I hand the phone to Katy, she and Lena huddle together and listen to Jane.

"Uh huh" .. "Sure thing, not a problem" .. "We will." .. "Do we have to" .. "Oh
O.K." .. "Bye mum" "Bye Mrs O'Conner"  "Here," to me, as she hand me back the
phone.

"Geoff, we're terribly sorry this had to happen, but at least you'll be more
comfortable than us in this cow barn.  There's going to be two or three hundred
people here before the storm's over.  Make sure the girls are in bed by ten at
the latest.  They're not going to get much sleep but at least they can be
resting.  And make sure they take a shower every night, you've got plenty of hot
water with the stove and the storm will keep the tank full." <pause> "James just
reminded me, you better lay in a stock of wood on the verandah, the ax is in the
battery room.  Oh god, I'm so sorry this had to happen."

"We'll be fine," I reassure her. "I better go so we can finish getting ready
before it starts to rain."

"OK, Bye."

"Bye."  I hang up and decide my mother can wait until we have finished moving
things.

"Quick we've got to get the mattresses up from the van.  Katy where are some
blankets?  It's going to get rather cold."

"Oh, there in the lockers in the van."

"O.K. we'll bring them, too."

We hurry down to the van and Lena and I take the mattress from Jimmy's bed, Katy
rummages in the locker under her bed for the blankets, "What's this? I hear her
ask, "Oh!" I look up just in time to see her stuff something in amongst the
blankets with a giggle.  We take our loads up to the house and dump them before
returning for Katy's mattress and some clothes.  I look at Lena and suggest she
take some of Jimmy's as they should be a near enough fit.  Back in the house I
set the girls to taping the windows while I bring up the Kerosene and the
battery. I head for the woodpile where I begin chopping feverishly.

"I think that's enough," Katy's voice startles me from my trance like hewing,
"Your mother's on the phone.  I told her what happened, but she wants to speak
to you."  I look around at the pile of split timber, there is enough for over a
week, so I bury the ax in the chopping block and follow Katy up the stairs. 

I pick up the phone, "Hi mum."

"Are you going to be right?"

"Yes mum we'll be fine."

"Have you got enough food? Blankets?"

"Yes mum.  Every.."

"What about wood?" she interrupts.

"Yes, mum we were just about to stack what I've cut on the verandah.  God mum
you're worse than Jane and Mrs Shead.  It's their kids I'm looking after, I'm an
adult I can look after myself."

"Are you sure?"

"Shit mum, I'm sure.  Look I've got to go if we are to get this wood in before
the storm breaks.  I'll talk to you later.  bye."  I hang up before she has a
chance to say anything else.

"Quick, you two.  We better get that wood in." Ignoring the shrilling telephone
we head for the stairs.  Outside it is now so dark I can barely see to the far
side of the dam.  As the door slams behind us the first fat drops of rain begin
to slant in.  Not wanting my only change of clothes to get wet, I strip off and
descend into the rapidly worsening rain naked.  Suddenly there are two bare
nymphs beside me, I load their arms with stacks of wood and then mine, we ascend
the stairs to dump our loads and then return to the woodpile, back and forth we
go until the last of the wood lies in an untidy heap on the verandah.  On the
last trip I wrench the ax from the block and carry it up to set it beside the
door.  We stand on the stairs to let the stinging rain wash the wood dust from
our bodies.

Suddenly there is a tearing crash and the distended undersides of the clouds are
momentarily revealed as an enormous bolt of lightning descends somewhere nearby,
a rapidly approaching hissing roar builds up and we look across to where the
trees are whipping back and forth in the rising wind.  Suddenly they disappear
behind a wall of white that is marching towards us.  We retreat under the
verandah and watch in awe as hailstones as big as golf balls thud into the turf
at the bottom of the stairs, immediately thereafter a boiler shop clangor starts
up as the hail hammers the roof.

It is then that I notice the two shivering bodies pressing up against my sides.
I draw them inside and collecting towels we dry off in front of the fire.

End of chapter 4

