
                          Summer Collection
                               by Rider

Copyright 2000 by Rider.  All rights reserved.  
Published with permission from the author by TYGER.  

DISCLAIMER: This story contains graphic depictions of sex, especially
paedophilic sex.  If this offends you, please do not read them or
download them.  Please read the subject header for info regarding
story content.  I am trying my best not to offend anyone, and I ask
that you consider the story content as described above before you
read the stories.  All of the stories are consensual except for one
scene where the girl is asleep.

This is intended for adults only.  If you are offended by graphic
descriptions of a sexual nature, please, don't read this or download
it.

If this is illegal wherever you are reading this, stop now.


Introduction

It is a story of paedophilia and some incest, so be forewarned that
such reading may be extremely disturbing.  It is also important that
the reader realize that this is a work of fiction.  None of the
actions have occurred in real life to my knowledge and none of the
characters exist outside of my mind.


Plot Summary

Part I, The Fall of Summer

The plot is actually fairly simple.  John tells the story in the
first person and is the main character.  John's wife's sister has
moved in with them because of financial hardship.  She begins to work
at the main character's office, but she has a daughter that has a
live-in boyfriend and they are raising three children in an
environment of poverty, mental and physical abuse, and neglect.

John agrees to help my sister-in-law's grandchildren and my
sister-in-law gains custody of her three grandchildren.  After they
move into John's house, he begins to let his previously secret and
unexpressed tendency to be sexually attracted to children become more
manifest.

Over time, John learns that the children had been sexually abused by
the live-in boyfriend.  The oldest girl is four at the start of the
story and is strongly attached to John.  She reveals their lives
before moving into John's house and, in the process of learning the
details, John becomes involved in the same types of sexually abusive
behavior to which the children had become accustomed.

The sexual situations are generally somewhat furtive because John
fears being discovered either during the situations or as a result of
what the children might say.  It seemed reasonable to me to conclude
most of the sexual acts with John's ejaculation, but the problems
associated with hiding the semen produced create some tension (just
ask Bill).


Cast of Characters

John
     Businessman, narrator, and chief protagonist.

Amanda
     John's wife; works with him in his office.

Jenn
     Amanda's sister

Dawn (does not appear in the story)
     Jenn's daughter

Bob
     Dawn's live in boyfriend

Summer
     Dawn's oldest daughter, age four at the beginning of the story

Cory
     Dawn's second child, male, age two at the beginning of the story

Barbie
     Dawn's youngest daughter, age one at the beginning of the story


Chapter 1

Dawn called, collect of course, to speak with her mother, Jenn, and
there was an obviously angry exchange.  Dawn was only 18, but the
mother of three and living in squalid conditions in Odessa, Texas.
Her live-in boyfriend, Bob, who had fathered none of the three
children, was a wierd man who supposedly was a cross-dressing cowboy
who dealt in drugs.  Jenn was convinced that the only reason that
Dawn continued to live with Bob was because she was addicted to
drugs.  Dawn was a previously beautiful girl who had become emaciated
and malnourished over the past several years.

The telephone conversation was typical of recent exchanges between
Dawn and her mother.  Dawn had lied to her mother about leaving Bob
in order to get some money.  Jenn felt betrayed and angry about the
conditions that her grandchildren endured while they stayed with
Dawn.  Around and around they went with accusations and threats.
After she hung up, she finally decided that it would be necessary to
take the children in order to protect them from disease.  Also, there
were unconfirmed reports of abusive and neglectful behavior.  The
children were obviously subjected to shouting and excessive corporal
punishment, but that was as much as anyone knew or even speculated.

Jenn, however, had problems of her own.  She had not completed high
school, although she had passed a high school equivalency exam.  Her
work experience left her empty.  Corner convenience stores and
factory work were the only jobs she could get.  She had no money.
Her sister Amanda, my wife, discussed this situation with me and we
decided to let her live with us.

My name is John.  I am fairly well off with my own business and my
wife manages the financial aspects, so she offered a position to Jenn
together with room and board to get her back on her feet.  Jenn's
decision to take the children, therefore, left her with a dilemma.
She had no place of her own to place them and my wife was reluctant
to invite even more house-guests.  Amanda has a good heart, however,
and she could not stand by while her grand-nieces and grand-nephew
lived in squalor.

After much discussion, Amanda finally asked Jenn if she wanted to
have the children stay with us, at least until she could afford her
own place.  Amanda and Jenn went to Dawn's "house" and picked up the
children after calling Child Protective Services and the sheriff's
department.  Despite Dawn's tearful and even violent objections, Jenn
and Amanda left West Texas with three children and their meager
possessions.

The three children arrived at my house tired and hungry.  Summer, the
oldest, was 4 years old and extremely bright.  She and I already had
a special relationship.  For some reason (maybe that I didn't yell at
her), she stuck by me like glue.  Cory was two years old and didn't
speak well, but was friendly enough.  Barbie was the youngest, just
one year old, and barely walking.  We fed them and bedded them down
that night, and they were out like lights.

My wife would never suspect that I was a closet paedophile.  Even I
have a problem admitting that.  It is clear, however, that I find
youngsters sexually attractive; particularly young girls.  Other than
having a secret collection of visual and written child pornography, I
have never acted on these desires.  My problem, as I saw it, was to
find a way to gratify my sexual urges without compromising my
marriage or my standing in the community.  I lacked any idea of how
to do this without being caught, leaving traces, or being betrayed by
the child, even if the child were willing.  I finally determined that
any opportunity would have to be very carefully manipulated.

Over the next few weeks, my friendship with Summer grew even
stronger.  She loved for me to carry her and she would frequently sit
in my lap as we all watched television.  My wife was proud of my
ability to get along with the children and attributed it to my kind
and generous nature.  Well, maybe so, but the incentive to "get
along" was much darker than kindness or generosity.  At any rate, I
was reasonably satisfied with what little contact I could muster.  It
was particularly gratifying at night when I had only cotton pajamas
and she was scantily clad in a nighty of thin synthetic material --
with panties, of course.  My biggest problem was hiding my raging
hard-on when we went to bed.  Amanda, fortunately, never noticed (or
I was clever enough to hide it).  She even benefitted indirectly
because I was so horny I became much more attentive to her (while
secretly visualizing the most obscene fantasies, mostly involving
Summer).

One Friday night Amanda and Jenn retired early and Summer stayed with
me in the living room watching television.  Sitting in a armchair,
Summer reclined on my lap sound asleep.  I am not sure how she could
sleep with an iron hard penis against her back, but she did sleep
soundly.  I gently lifted her upwards on my stomach to relieve some
of the pressure and behold my cock popped out through the pajamas.
As I let her ease back down, my cock slipped effortlessly between her
silky smooth and hairless thighs and rested on her lower abdomen,
separated only by the sheer material of her panties.  The head of my
cock actually reached under her nighty to bare skin.  I grimaced with
pleasure as I struggled to avoid cumming.  If I were to cum, the mess
would be impossible to explain and extremely difficult to hide.
After a few moments, the ejaculatory urge subsided, but it still felt
incredible.  I checked to be sure that we were alone and then gently
tilted my pelvis to slide my cock back and forth between her legs.

Suddenly my wife entered the living room from the bedroom.  All I
could think was "Oh, God, I've been caught!"  I glanced down,
expecting to see my turgid phallus sticking obscenly between Summer's
legs.  Instead, it seemed that her gown had completely covered the
"evidence" of my lust.  I could see the outline of my hard-on under
the gown but Amanda didn't notice.  As she past by the recliner she
said "How cute!"  She proceeded into the kitchen and poured a soft
drink which she then carried towards the bedroom.  As she passed for
the second time, she asked "Will you put Summer to bed?"

"As soon as this show is over," I replied, realizing only to myself
the double entendre.

"Ok.  I'll keep the bed warm," she said as she walked back into the
bedroom and closed the door.

After I had stopped sweating and my heart began to beat again, I
looked at the sleeping girl on my lap.  None of the movement or
conversation had awakened her.  I still had a raging hard-on not the
least diminished by the close call.  As she soundly slept, I again
moved my cock to and fro between her smooth legs.  Slowly and gently,
but with my body as tense as it could be, I rubbed my cock over her
panties and felt the head of my cock rubbing her stomach.  As I
imagined being inside her, the urge to cum became overwhelming.  I
began to shoot streams of cum, never altering my slow to and fro
movements.  After what seemed like an eternity, my eyes could open
and I looked to see my cum soaking through the thin material of her
gown on her chest and stomach.  Still she slept.  As my penis
returned to its normal size, the cum streams followed it, soaking her
gown down to and including her panties.  I gently picked her up and
turned her over, wiping my cock on her gown.  I lay her face down on
my chest and picked her up.  She moved only slightly and wrapped her
legs around my abdomen as I slowly stood.

Holding her this way, her skin stuck to her gown and her gown stuck
to my pajamas.  My half-hard penis hung below with a drop of cum
hanging obscenely from the head.  I carried her upstairs to her
bedroom, which was used by her alone, and placed her on the bed.  The
semen was sticky and cold as I removed her gown and panties.  I used
the gown and some tissue paper to wipe up any traces of my cum from
her belly and cunt lips where it had flowed as I removed her
clothing.  Parting her legs, I could see the tender puffy cuntlips
coated with cum.  It had even reached between the lips into the slit.
That was an enormous cum!  Her sound sleep never faltered as I
cleaned her, and this gave me new ideas...

I found another gown and pair of panties and redressed her,
temporarily regretting that I had to clothe that beautiful body.
Part of me wanted more, part knew that time was critical to avoid
getting caught.  I still had no plan about what to do with the
cum-soaked gown, but I could not let it dry or throw it away since it
would be missed.  I decided to wash it in the hall bathroom sink.  I
used Jenn's hairdryer to dry the gown and panties and then placed
them in her dresser with the others.

I stood briefly and watched the sleeping beauty.  Resisting the urge
to caress her, I left the room and walked down the stairs towards the
master bedroom.  Fortunately, the room was dark and Amanda was
snoring loudly.  I undressed and threw my pajamas into the hamper
before showering.  As I entered the bed, Amanda turned towards me and
said sleepily, "I love you."

"I love you, too," I replied before drifting off to sleep with dreams
of Summer.

Similar opportunities seemed to never present themselves.  I could
hold her in my lap, but there was always someone around.  And I
didn't want to seem to spend too much time with Summer.  I kept my
aloof manner most of the time as I plotted and planned for events
that didn't happen.

One day, I was at home alone with Summer, Cory and Barbie.  We played
games and they crawled all over me as children will do, but
eventually, they tired and the younger ones went for naps.  Summer
and I sat on the sofa side by side and watched cartoons.  We chatted
some and I asked her about her life with Bob and Dawn.  She was
reluctant to talk about it though, so getting answers to my queries
was like pulling teeth.  I finally told her, "You know you can trust
me and you can tell me anything.  Did Bob or Dawn tell you not to
talk about them?"

"Yes," she mumbled as she looked at the television.

"Look at me," I commanded.  She looked into my eyes and I was again
in love.  "Did Bob hurt you?"  I asked.

"No," she replied as she looked away at nothing, avoiding my eyes
again.

I wasn't sure what question to ask, but I had a pretty good idea of
what had happened by now.  As I was trying to formulate a question,
she began to talk.  "He put his hands on my pussy.  Sometimes he
would lick it."

She looked at my eyes with a fear of rejection, as though she thought
I would be angry with her.  I gently cradled her with my arm and
asked softly, "Did you like it?"

"Sometimes I did," she mumbled against my chest.  "His moustache
tickled me, and I didn't like that."

"Did he ask you to touch him?"  I asked, wondering about whether the
relationship was reciprocal.

"Yes," she said with her head against my chest.

"Where did you touch him?"  I asked, already knowing the answer.  She
was quiet for a while and then, instead of speaking, she put her hand
on my crotch, right over my partially turgid penis.  With her head on
my chest, she was looking right at her hand, and my crotch.  It was
an inspiringly erotic moment for me, but I did my best to retain my
composure.

As I sat feeling the warmth of her hand on my penis through my pants,
I gently rubbed her shoulder and kissed the top of her head.  Instead
of removing her hand, she began to slowly rub it up and down.  My
cock responded by getting harder and longer, and she continued to rub.

"Is that how he wanted you to touch him?"  I finally managed to ask.

"No," she replied, watching her hand move over my growing cock as it
strained against my pants.  It was clear that she was quite
comfortable with the situation and trusted me completely.

"Well, how did he want you to touch him?"  I asked, wondering if
there were some peculiar way that Bob preferred to be touched.

Summer, instead of answering, sat up and removed her hand.  I quickly
regretted my question, fearing that I had offended her and missing
warmth and gentle motion of her hand.  Before I could think of
anything to say, she undid my pants and unzipped them with an
expertise that revealed experience.  She put her hand around my
exposed cock which both startled and excited me immensely.  She again
lay her head on my chest and resumed the up and down motions with her
hand around as much of my cock as she could hold.  As my exposed cock
lengthened, the eye looked directly at her face from a distance of
only inches and she returned the gaze unflinchingly.  Drops of clear
pre-cum began to ooze from the eye as she continued her massage.  She
rubbed her fingers over the head before returning her hand to the
shaft and resuming her massage.

I was reaching a critical point, so I asked her "Honey, do you know
what will happen if you continue to do that?"

She nodded as she continued to gaze at her hand massaging my cock.
Shifting her body slightly, she moved her head until it was almost
touching the head of my cock.  As more pre-cum oozed out, she stuck
her tongue out and licked it from the opening before licking the
rest of the head.

Her hand motions sped up and her grip tightened.  As she opened her
mouth and lowered it over the head, I lost it.  Unable to hold back
any longer, I groaned, "Honey, I'm going to cum."  I soon began to
shoot spurt after spurt of cum into her waiting mouth.  She pulled
back briefly during the deluge to swallow and a large squirt popped
her in the face.  A second squirt hit her upper lip and nose as she
again lowered her head over my erupting phallus.  All too soon, I
finished shooting fluid, but continued to experience those exquisite
spasms as she held the head of my penis in her warm mouth.  I could
tell she was still swallowing and feel her tongue move as it urged
the last little bit of cum I had remaining.  We sat there like that
with her mouth over my phallus for what seemed like an eternity.
Drips of cum slowly fell from her face onto my stomach and her cheek
rested in the puddle.

When she lifted her head, her face was covered with globs of cum.
She licked her lips and looked at me.  She was so cute and precious
that I just smiled and kissed her cum-coated forehead.  With that,
she smiled and asked, "Does that feel good?"

"Yes, it does honey," I answered.  "You have done that before,
haven't you?"

"Uh huh.  That's something that Bob made me do a lot."

"Honey, I didn't mean to make you do that.  I'm sorry if I made you
do something you didn't want to do.  Can you forgive me?"  I asked,
hoping that she would keep this secret.

"Uncle John, I did that because I love you.  Do you love me?"  she
asked plaintively.

Just watching her talk with her face covered in cum made me begin to
feel stirrings.  My prick started to swell again and seemed to echo
my sentiments.  "Yes, honey, I love you very much.  Can we keep what
happened between us two?"  I begged.

"Sure Uncle John.  I won't tell."

Relieved and satisfied, I had her wait while I went to the kitchen
for a paper towel.  I cleaned her face and my belly and then zipped
my pants.  We sat and watched television while she lay with her arm
across my stomach, dozing occasionally.  We were comfortable and
close, and all was well.  Except perhaps that I had crossed the line
and abused my grand-niece.  I didn't know where this would go, or how
it would end, but I was sure as hell enjoying the ride.


Chapter 2

As I was reclining with Summer in the armchair, I asked her, "Did Bob
ever do anything to Cory or Barbie?"

She looked at me and replied, "Sometimes, but not very much."

"What did he do?"  I asked, my curiosity piqued.

"He would put Cory's thing in his mouth and then Cory would suck his.
With Barbie, he just rubbed on her until he squirted."

I chuckled internally at her description of ejaculation, but the
imaginary visual was a little stimulating.  "Were you all in the room
together?"  I asked.

"Uh huh, except sometimes he would take one of us into their bedroom
when Momma wasn't around," she replied.  "He probably did some other
stuff I don't know about.  Sometimes Cory would cry after he was with
Bob.  I never asked why."

We continued to sit silently and watch the television while the new
information sunk in.  Summer was only four, but Cory was just a two
year old boy and Barbie only one year old.  The idea of a freak like
Bob abusing these children whenever he wanted to was both shocking
and revealing.  I couldn't help but think that Summer had probably
seen and swallowed more cum than many adult women.  Including my cum.

Suddenly, Summer put her hand on my crotch again.  The warmth added
to the mental pictures I was generating and I began to become erect.
I began to wonder if she was going to repeat the actions that made
such a mess earlier, but then she looked up at me.

"Uncle John?"

"Yes, honey?"

"Did I make you happy?"

I had already answered that, but I suppose she wanted reassurance.
Perhaps she was insecure or needed to know that she was loved and
wanted.  Sex is a way of expressing love and want, but not one that
is expected from a child of four.  Still, she made me melt with that
look of hopefulness.

"Yes, honey, you made me very happy.  I've never been so happy in my
life."

She smiled and returned her gaze to my crotch which she started to
rub along the turgid ridge of my straining cock.  The pleasure was so
intense that I closed my eyes and moaned.

"Am I hurting you?"

I opened my eyes and said, "Oh, no!  It feels so good!  I was just
enjoying it.  Sorry if I sound like I hurt, but I don't.  Not even a
little bit."

That seemed to satisfy her and she returned to her slow and
deliberate massage of my cock through my pants.  I just watched as
this young girl showed her affection in this most sexual way.  The
pleasure was intense, but I did nothing to encourage her.  Then, I
didn't need to.  After she had brought me almost to orgasm, she
stopped, sat up, and again unbuttoned and unzipped my pants.  This
time, there was no hesitation in her actions.  She grabbed my now
fairly rigid shaft and rubbed it as she looked directly at the head.
As the pre-cum (and perhaps a little of my last cum) started to ooze
from the eye, she licked it, swallowed it and quickly smiled at me
before she turned her head and placed the head of my cock into her
mouth as she continued to massage it.  I was wondering if the volume
of cum that I would produce would be sufficiently less that she would
be able to swallow it all, but then she stopped.

"Uncle John," she asked as she rubbed my cock and looked into my
eyes, "would you like to do the other things that Bob did with me?"

Answering was hard because I was virtually speechless with ecstasy,
but I regained my senses long enough to respond, "Like what, honey?"

"You know, like rub your thing on me or lick me."

"Would you like me to?"  I asked.

"With you, I bet it would feel good.  I could move and rub it with my
pussy.  That's if you want to."  She looked again at my cock as she
continued to rub it.  I gathered there was some disappointment that I
had not immediately responded affirmatively, but it seemed that she
really wanted me to do something different.

"Honey, I would --" I caught my breath as she again licked some pre-cum
from the head of my cock unexpectedly.  "I would love to!"  I
continued as my head spun from her ministrations.  She rose and
reluctantly released my cock as she started to undress.

I had to stop and think about when Amanda and Jenn would return.  I
figured they wouldn't be home for hours, but I thought it might be
safer to do this where we would be less likely to be caught.

"Honey, why don't we go upstairs to your bedroom?"  I asked.

"Ok!"  She left her shirt partly unbuttoned and grabbed my hand,
pulling me up.  She practically dragged me upstairs.  The other
children were still in their own room, napping, perhaps, or playing
quietly.  We walked into her room and she finished removing her
blouse.  By the time I had unbuttoned my shirt, she was already naked
and lying on her back in bed, naked as a jaybird, and legs spread as
wide as they would spread.  As she watched me undo my pants and pull
them off, I watched her rubbing herself on her cunt lips with one
hand as the other supported her head.  It has to rank as one of the
sexiest things I have ever seen.

True to her word, as soon as I was on the bed on my knees between her
legs, she pulled my penis to her cunt and began to rub herself
against the head of my cock.  As excited as I was, it took great
resistance to avoid cumming immediately.  My pre-cum lubricated her
labia and my cock slipped between the lips as she moved.  She seemed
to be enjoying this as much as I and her actions clearly rubbed my
cock head against her clitoris.  After a few moments, she seemed to
spasm, closed her eyes and opened her mouth.  I was about to ask her
what was wrong when she blinked her eyes open and sighed.

"Oh!  That felt good!"  she exclaimed as she resumed rubbing her cunt
against my cock head.  I do believe she came!  Well, that did it.  I
could hold back no longer and I leaned into her and pushed my cock
between her labia and against her tiny hymen.  I began to cum, and
cum, and cum.  When I could open my eyes, I saw that she had lifted
her head and was looking between her legs.  I followed her gaze and
saw a pool of cum that had overflowed her vagina and covered the head
of my cock.  It continued to ooze around the head and covered her
clitoral hood and then poured onto her belly.

I slowly pulled my cock from between the warm and gooey lips of her
cunt and watched as globs of my cum leaked out and dripped down her
anus and onto the bed sheets.  I shifted lower onto the bed and gazed
at her hairless pussy.  Placing my thumbs on both sides of her cunt,
I separated the lips and watched in amazement as copious quantities
of cum poured out from the tiny hole in her hymen.  Her vagina was
filled with cum that was draining out as I watched.

She took her hand and scooped up some of the cum that had poured onto
her abdomen and then proceeded to place the cum into her mouth.  She
gathered even more cum and placed that into her mouth as well.  Like
a kid, she then opened her mouth to show me that it was full of my
cum.  Well, not like any kid I had ever known, but you know what I
mean.  Anyway, there was a lumpy puddle of cum that covered her
tongue and filled the corners of her mouth.  With one quick motion,
she closed her mouth and swallowed.  When she again opened her mouth,
it was glistening and empty.  She smiled, and I was head-over-heals
in love.

I moved my head between her legs and licked her vulva.  I got a
tongue full of my own cum.  I then sucked on her vagina to remove the
remainder.  I wasn't sure what to do with this mouthful, but Summer
suddenly sat up, opened her mouth and gestured with her finger that
she wanted to have this in her mouth.  I placed my lips on hers and,
through a combination of her sucking and my allowing it to drain out,
filled her mouth again.  The kiss is one I shall never forget.  She
made sure of that when she repeated the show of cum and then
swallowed it all.  I swallowed a small remainder of my own cum, but
with her mouth so small, she had consumed the equivalent of a
glass-full of cum.

As satisfied as I had ever been, I had some trouble leaving this
lovely sight to get some toilet paper to clean up with.  After wiping
the cum from her abdomen and pussy, I cleaned my cock which was quite
sensitive by now.  We dressed and returned downstairs.  When Amanda
and Jenn returned from shopping, Summer and I were quietly watching
television as though nothing had happened.

What a day!  It was clear that my life would never be the same,
regardless of the final outcome.  I thought it was ironic that Summer
had been abused by Bob, but he would never be punished because I was
the only one who knew and I couldn't tell either!  I wasn't clear
about how Summer felt about her experiences with Bob, but clearly she
did not perceive the acts themselves as intrinsically bad.

As time wore on, I learned more and more about her life with Bob and
Dawn.  Dawn, it seems was unaware of what Bob was doing with the
children, or at least she was never there and the children never
told.  Sexual abuse was rampant, but there was more.  Bob was
physically abusive towards the kids and Dawn and there was a strong
element of psychological abuse.  As close as Summer and I had become,
she was still reluctant to discuss some aspects of her relationship
with Bob.  I began to realize that she viewed the physical and
psychological abuse as the great evil and sex as the way to escape from
the physical pain.  Bob would not necessarily associate the two, but
Summer knew that if she was giving him pleasure, he would not hurt
her.  The beast was quieted by sexual orgasm and would not then
become physically violent.  This explained, in part, her willingness
to engage in sexual acts.  With me, she had kept the desire to please
even without the need to avoid corporal punishment.

There was actually very little sexual dalliance.  There were few
opportunities to be alone and there were times when Summer did not
indicate interest.  We would talk, play, watch television and just do
ordinary things.  I would never force her or even encourage her, so
the occasions on which we were engaged in sexual acts were
essentially her idea and happened on her initiative.  This sense of
control was something new to her and she reveled in the sense of self.

I noted that she would, on occasion, tease me.  When there were brief
moments of being alone, she might flash me, perhaps to remind me of
what she had to offer.  On other occasions when the room was crouded,
she might squirm in my lap, rubbing her butt on my crotch and giving
me a raging hard-on.  This was particularly effective when we were
already dressed for bed.  Her thin nightgowns did nothing to hide the
softness of her skin or the shape of her body and my pajamas allowed
easy expansion of my phallus.  No one appeared to notice her
movements as being teasing.  Instead, they just called her squirmy.

Once, we were watching television with the rest of the family and it
was cold.  We sat next to one another and I covered us with a
blanket.  Her hand moved to my lap and caressed my cock.  The
movements were inconspicuous and slow.  Before long, however, she
reached her hand beneath the elastic waistband of my pajamas and
grasped my cock.  It was all I could do to avoid gasping.  She held
her hand still for a while, but then began to slowly rub up and down.
I should point out that my cock was lying on my belly and her hand
was over it.  It was not sticking up like a tent pole.

The thick blanket hid the motions quite well.

She kept this up for several minutes and the excitement was too much.
I soon came in large quantities in front of everyone.  No one knew,
but I had experienced an orgasm that left me flushed and weak.  After
a short time, she began to play with the cum on my belly.  Every once
in a while, she would pull her hand out and lick the semen off before
reaching in for more.

Even with her consuming as much cum as she did, my pajamas were a
mess, top and bottom.  She jumped up and said "I'm going to bed."  I
wasn't sure if this was some kind of invitation, but I was drained.
She went upstairs and left me with a royal mess under the blanket.  I
later stood carefully and carried the blanket into the bedroom in
front of me to hide the mess until I could shower.

Summer came to the office once with her mother since there was no
babysitter available.  While Cory and Barbie played innocently in one
of the other offices, Summer stayed with me most of the time.  No one
saw anything unusual with this since it was obvious that Summer had a
"crush" on me, or at least found my company enjoyable.  The reasons
seemed unimportant.  Summer had found security and comfort, and that
was all anyone cared about.

A client was supposed to come into my office for a conference, so I
asked Summer if she could wait with her brother and sister.  She
grabbed my arm and begged to stay.  I was going to insist when she
crawled under my desk and said that she would hide under the desk
until the client left.  Well, I could never resist and I saw no harm
in letting her stay.  I assumed she would be quiet so that the client
would not know she was there.

Well, she was quiet.  As the meeting got underway, she quietly
unbuttoned and unzipped my pants.  I began to perspire lightly, but
the client didn't seem to notice or care.  My cock was only partially
erect, but her hands milked it until it was firm and hard as a rock. 
It was extremely difficult to maintain my concentration during this
time but I managed to avoid looking totally foolish.  My level of
distraction reached a critical level when she put my cock into her
mouth.  Holding the head with her lips, which were tightly stretched
around it, she used both hands to continue milking my cock.

By this time, negotiations were almost finished.  So was I.  Without
rising, I said that it had been a pleasure doing business, and I was
quite sincere.  We shook hands as I remained seated and the client
left to see my secretary.  Moments later, I was unable to hold back
any longer and I erupted into her mouth.  The seal of her mouth
around my cock was almost water tight.  I ejaculated such copious
quantities of semen that there was not room in her mouth for all of
it and she was unable to swallow all of it as fast as it was
produced.  Some of the semen actually squirted out of her nose and
some passed around my cock and through her lips, but like a trooper
she kept stroking my cock until it was finished cumming.

At last, she emerged from under my desk, smiling and licking her
lips.  A big dollop of semen dribbled from her nose like snot and
more was on her chin.  She scooped the semen from her chin and licked
it off before saying, "I deed to blow by doze."  I translated that to
"I need to blow my nose" and got her some tissue paper from my desk.
While she blew my semen onto the paper, I proceeded to clean her chin
and neck and tried to clean up the small amount that had landed on
the collar of her blouse.

About this time, Amanda came in and said, "Sweety, have you got a
cold?"

"My doze got stopped up," she answered as she wiped and blew again.

I was still unzipped, but fortunately Summer took her tissue paper
and walked to the bathroom.  As I moved my chair back to my desk, I
hid the incriminating evidence.

"I think she may be getting a cold," I said.  "How are Cory and
Barbie?  Are they sneezing too?"

"They seem fine.  I wonder if it's a cold or allergies.  She may be
allergic to something here in the office," Amanda suggested.

"You may be right.  It would probably be better if she weren't here."
That was as much for my safety as anything.  With so many people in
the office, sex with a four year old girl was just too risky.

"I'm getting ready to leave and I'll take Summer with me," Amanda
offered.

Another close call.  Summer was much bolder than I felt was
appropriate, but I was too infatuated to really care.  I was deeply
in love and my brain gears were only partially engaged.  I felt I was
on a ride at a carnival, and what a ride it was!  Around and around
until I was dizzy with lust, I was unable to get off the ride, and I
didn't want to anyway.  I would still try to be careful, but I was
certainly out of control.  If love is a madness, then I was insane.
Wherever this was leading, I was sure to follow.


Chapter 3

From time to time, I would ask Summer about her experiences with Bob.
Mostly, I was curious.  This four year old girl was surely a
fountain of experience with the most bizarre types of sex that I
ever heard of -- or even imagined.  While I despised Bob for his abuse
of Summer, I was hardly in a position to be critical considering my
own actions.  In a way, I even envied him.  At any rate, she was my
responsibility now, at least indirectly, and I felt the need to know
more about her previous life with her mother's live-in boyfriend.

"Did Bob ever make you do anything with your brother or sister?"  I
asked one day.

"Yeah, sometimes," she replied shyly as she cast her eyes downward.
It was strange that such an outgoing girl should retreat into shyness
whenever this subject should arise, but once she started talking,
there was no stopping her.

"Like what?"  I asked.

"He would make me suck on Cory's thing or lick Barbie's pussy while
he watched or took pictures."

Hmmm, I thought, that would make for some interesting viewing.  I
wondered where the pictures were, but decided to put that on the back
burner for the time being.

"What was it like?"  I inquired.

"Cory's thing is real small, but it would get real hard.  He didn't
ever shoot any cream, though.  Barbie tasted kind of, well, salty,
but it wasn't bad.  Bob also made Cory lick me sometimes, but I don't
think he liked it."

"Why not?"

"Cory never did lick me long enough for me to get really happy.  I
guess he got bored.  I used to suck him a long time, though, if Bob
let me."

I was about to ask if there was any other activities when she
offered, "When Cory was hard, sometimes Bob would make me put Cory's
thing in my pussy."

"Woah!"  I thought.  I had seen her pussy close up, but the hole
seemed too tiny to admit anything larger than a pencil lead.  Well,
maybe a pencil eraser.

I had trouble imagining this, but Summer made an offer I couldn't
refuse.

"Wanna see?"  she asked.

"See what, honey?"  I asked, wondering if she meant what I thought
she meant.

"See me put Cory's thing in my pussy.  Cory won't mind."

I bet he wouldn't.  I was intrigued, but concerned about letting
anyone else in on our "secret."  I wasn't entirely sure that even
Summer could keep a secret this big, but what about Cory?  Well, he
wasn't the brightest bulb in the chandelier, and he had problems even
yet speaking, but even one simple sentence could ruin me.

"What if Cory tells?  We could get into real trouble."  Actually, *I*
could get into real trouble, but I didn't think it would hurt to have
her think in terms of consequences should we be discovered.

Summer shook her head and said, "Cory would Never tell."

"How do you know?"

"Once Cory said something to Momma and got the shit beat out of him.
He knows what a secret is now."

"Summer!  Don't use that kind of language!  Where did you learn
that?"  I was hoping the incongruency of my admonishing her for
cursing while we planned how to get her little brother to fuck her
would not strike her as too ironic, but then I don't think she knew
what irony was anyway.

"I'm sorry, Uncle John.  I heard it from Bob and Momma.  They said I
shouldn't say shi- that word either."

"Well, Ok.  But now that Cory is not with Bob, how do you know he
won't tell someone about what happens here?"

"He just won't.  We don't tell."

"You told me, didn't you?"  I countered.

"That's different.  Come with me and I'll show you."

Off we went, hand in hand, up the stairs to where Cory was napping.
His angelic face was almost glowing in the afternoon light.  Barbie
slept quietly in the other bed.  Summer tip-toed over to Cory's bed
and gently woke him up by shaking him.  He squinted and yawned and
then looked at Summer and then at me.  Summer told him to come with
her and he quickly rose and followed as we walked to her bedroom.

"Cory, Uncle John wants to know if you can keep a secret."

Cory motioned with his hand to his lips to indicate that his lips
were sealed.

It was clear that these two were accustomed to keeping secrets from
others.  I wondered if Summer had kept our secret from him...

"Remember what we used to do with Bob?"  she asked him.

His mouth opened slightly and an anxious expression appeared.

"Don't worry.  You can trust Uncle John.  You can't tell anyone else,
though.  Ok?"

Cory nodded his understanding.  I gathered that he was heavily under
his sisters influence, but it seemed that she had not kept him
informed about recent events.

"Let's show Uncle John what we used to do," she commanded and Cory
nodded.

Summer began to strip, first pulling her tee-shirt over her head and
then pulling down her slip-on pants.  As she removed her panties,
Cory was still fumbling with his belt.

Summer walked over to Cory completely nude and said, "Let me help
you."

Cory watched as Summer deftly undid his shorts and then pulled his
shirt over his head.  He lay back and lifted his hips to let her pull
his shorts and underwear down and off.  His small penis was
uncircumcised and perhaps slightly erect at this point.

Cory lay on the bed naked with his hands behind his head.  Summer got
on the end of the bed and lay on her stomach between his legs.
Without hesitation, she grasped his penis and plopped her mouth on
it.  With quick up and down motions, she gave a blow-job I shall
never forget.  In seconds, Cory was hard as a rock.  He watched
closely as his sister continued to move her head.  Finally, she took
her mouth off and continued to hold his penis which she gently
stroked.

"Ready?"  she asked her brother.

"Um hmm," he mumbled.  There was a sly smile on his face and I could
tell he not only enjoyed what had happened, but also knew what was
coming.  Watching this display, I needed to adjust my pants to
accommodate my burgeoning cock.  It was definitely an erotic
experience.

As I watched, Summer put one foot on either side of Cory while facing
his feet.  She squatted and grasped his penis which she guided to her
cunt.  I moved to the end of the bed for a better view and I was not
disappointed.  I saw the two year old's penis slide almost
effortlessly into the cunt of the four year old girl.  Summer leaned
back to show me an even better view and as I watched, mesmerized, she
began to move her hips.  The penis slid in and out from between the
cunt lips, moistened with her fluids.  As Summer smiled and humped
the little boy, I saw the most amazing fuck of my life.  I could tell
that she knew I was turned on by seeing this.

My trance was lifted briefly when she asked, "Uncle John, do you want
to join in?"

"How?"  I asked.

"Come here," she ordered and I obeyed.

She sat up on his little prick which disappeared inside of her cunt
as she used her hands to undo my pants.  I helped her pull them down
to my knees and she said, "Take them off."

I took off my clothes and moved back to the bed.  She reached out and
grabbed my prick with warm hands and drew me closer.  I nearly passed
out when she put my cock into her warm moist mouth.  When I could
finally look again, she was using her hands to milk my cock while she
slid up and down on Cory's penis.  With this degree of coordination,
she looked like a four year old pro.  She tilted her head back and
forced even more of my cock into her mouth and even down her throat.
She seemed truly turned on by all of the attention and her movements
speeded up.  Soon, she developed a wrinkled brow and hunched down
moving my cock into her throat until there was pubic hair at her
nose.  Her movements slowed to a halt briefly and she shook slightly.
She then opened her eyes and moved her head back until the head of
my penis popped out of her mouth.

After a brief cough, she replaced her mouth over my penis and began
to suck and stroke in earnest.  After the preceeding display, I was
so charged that it was only a short time before I began to cum
involuntarily.  Her own movements never stopped as she continued to
move her hips in rythm to my ejaculatory discharges.  Cory's tiny
cock moved in and out feverishly and Summer briefly opened her mouth
with my cock still resting on her lower lip.  I could see her mouth
filled with cum just before she again moved my cock head back into
her mouth.  I was still in the process of cumming as the cum began to
drip from around my cock, down her chin onto her chest where it
flowed in rivulets down her abdomen.  The small streams of cum passed
her hairless pubis and began to coat Cory's penis, adding lubrication
to his thrusting penis and carrying my cum into her tiny vagina.

After Summer had swallowed what remained of my cum, she smiled with
cum-coated lips and slowly released my cock.  She then rose from off
of Cory's little penis and a few more drops of my cum fell from her
pubis onto his penis and scrotum.  I had an irresistable urge to suck
that little penis, even though I am not by any stretch of the
imagination a homosexual.  I looked at Cory as he looked back and,
while Summer looked on, I put my mouth over Cory's penis and sucked
my own cum.  I found that I could open my mouth and enclose virtually
his entire pubis, penis and scrotum as his penis tickled my soft
palate.  I sucked up the loose drops of cum and left only my saliva
over the boy's genitals.

"Now me?"  pleaded Summer.

While she stood by the bed, I got onto my hands and knees and began
to lick her cunt while she separated her legs slightly.  I then
continued to lick, starting with some small droplets of cum that had
flowed down her hairless legs and working my way up to her pubis and
lower abdomen.  She giggled as my tongue tickled her but I grabbed
her tiny buttocks with both hands and finished licking her entire
belly and chest.  I finally reached her neck and chest and she began
to go soft as I licked her cheeks and then we kissed while my lips
removed the last visible traces of my cum.

I was exhausted by now and sat on the bed.  Cory sat next to me on
one side and Summer on the other, all three of us completely naked.

Cory surprized me when he bent over, grabbed my cock and sucked some
more of my cum residual from the head.  It was too large to fit
within his mouth, but he certainly tried.  Summer, meanwhile, put her
arm around my back and leaned her head on my shoulder as she watched
Cory work on my cock with his mouth.  The continued stimulation
prevented my penis from becoming flaccid and the sensitivity was
exquisite.

Summer commented, "Cory likes you.  I think it's because you're so
gentle."

I gently stroked his head as I watched, fascinated by his enthusiasm.
Although I had cum not long before, I was quickly reaching a critical
point from the insistent licking, sucking and stroking.  I put my arm
around Summer and felt the sticky skin on her abdomen.  She parted
her legs; an obvious invitation to touch her vulva.  My hand reached
down and I felt the soft hairless skin of her cunt lips, still coated
with a residual of saliva and cum.  As my fingers slid between those
lips, I came yet again, this time into Cory's waiting and busy
mouth.  The volume of semen was small, but the sensation was
powerful.  Cory kept busy as I came in droplets and finally he raised
up and smiled.  His upper and lower lips were coated with a shiny
layer of cum.

As he sat up, Summer touched the end of my cock, lifted her finger to
her lips, and licked the small droplet that Cory had left (or that
had oozed out after he had finished).

"Some day," she said reflectively, "I'm going to put that in my
pussy."

We took a quick shower together to wash off the sticky cum that
seemed to be everywhere.  There was much giggling and playing as we
splashed and tickled.  When we had finished, we dressed and returned
to the living room.  Before long, Cory yawned and Summer said, "Cory,
you can go finish your nap."

Cory ambled back up the stairs, pausing briefly to look at me and
smile.  Summer was seated on the sofa while I was reclining in the
armchair.  I started to watch television, but out of the corner of my
eye, I couldn't help but notice that Summer was already being a tease.

I pretended to ignore her as she sat with her legs spread and showed
me her panties.  With one hand, she teasingly pulled her panties
aside to reveal her hairless pussy lips.  She moved the index finger
of the other hand in the slit between the lips slowly before the
finger slipped into the vagina.

When I didn't respond, she took her panties off and again spread her
legs, this time wrapping her arms around her legs and placing her
hands on either side of her pussy.  She pulled the lips apart and
revealed the delicate pink tissue of her hymen.

By this time, I could no longer keep up the pretense of watching
television.  As I sat with my arms folded, the show went on.  She
pulled her dress over her head which left her completely nude except
for her white socks.  She leaned back on the sofa and spread her legs
wide while she kept her hands behind her head.  After lifting her
legs into the air, she put her feet back onto the sofa and then
lifted her buttocks off the sofa as if to make an offering.

While she humped the air, I couldn't refuse to do her implied bidding.
I rose from the chair and went over to where she lay on the sofa.  I
put my face between her legs and inhaled a delicate aroma of young
girl before I put my lips on her nether lips and began to lick with
wild abandon.

Although still at first, she began to hump my face as she had been
humping the air.  The movements were regular and deliberate at first,
but after a minute or two the motions of her pelvis seemed to keep
her buttocks off the sofa and pressed firmly against my mouth.  Soon,
her movements became slightly jerky and then stopped briefly,
followed by a few more jerks.  I kept up my licking and sucking and
she then let her pelvis sink back down onto the sofa.  She lay there
with eyes closed and there were a few more short jerks before she
remained still.

I slowly lifted my face from between her legs and she lay there with
legs spread obscenely, mouth open slightly, and her breathing became
regular.  It was soon apparent that she was sound asleep.

While she slept, I replaced her panties and dress without awakening
her.  She didn't stir as I lifted her from the sofa and carried her
back to the armchair.

I laid her on my stomach and we stayed like that for what seemed like
hours.  I caressed her soft hair while she slept and I soon drifted
off to sleep as well.

When Jenn and Amanda returned from wherever they had been
(shopping?), Amanda smiled and said, "Aw, that's so sweet!"

I lifted a finger to my lips to keep them from waking her and we
spoke in whispers.

Jenn asked, "Where are Cory and Barbie?"

I pointed upstairs and said, "Everyone's napping."

As Amanda and Jenn then went into the kitchen to prepare supper, I
lay quietly with Summer on my stomach and reflected on the day's
events.  Life had become an adventure.  All adventures, however, have
something in common; the enjoyment comes from the newness, but the
excitement comes from a sense of danger.  I was on the ride of my
life, hoping that it would go on forever, but always fearing that it
could come to a screeching halt.  For now, I could put the fear away.

Life went on, and the adventure continued.


Chapter 4

As I was sitting in Summer's room while she played, I noticed an
unusual item in her toy box.  Exceptionally unusual for a (now) 5
year old girl.  It was smooth and elongated, pink in color, with one
end conical and the other flat.  It measured about 4 inches in length.

"Summer," I asked, "what is this thing?"

She raised her head briefly and then returned to her search for
another toy as she answered, "That's my ditto."

"Do you mean dildo?"  I queried.

She nodded as she played with a doll she had found.

"Where did it come from?"  I asked, although I suspected it was
something she had brought from Bob's house when Summer's mother lost
custody of the children to Jenn.

She looked at it again and replied, "It was a present.  Bob gave it
to me to practice, but I haven't used it much."

"Practice what?"

"I try to put it in my pussy.  That's what Bob said to do.  I can't
fit it in except just a little way, so I don't use it.  Besides, it
kind of hurts when I push it," she replied as she continued her play.

"Cory's 'thing' fits, doesn't it?"  I asked, recalling an experience
from the previous year that is engraved indelibly on my mind.

"Um Hmm.  But his is small."

"When you get older, it will fit.  Some girls use them so that the
pussy will let a man's thing fit," I commented.

I replaced the dildo in her toybox and thought I had heard the last
of that.  She seemed more interested in her doll at the moment, so I
let the subject drop.

Summer, Cory and Barbie had been living at my house for over a year
now and it had been an incredible year.  There was very little about
sex that Summer did not know and she was a most willing partner -- at
least most of the time.  Cory loved to join in occasionally, but I
had left Barbie alone.  She was just a toddler, now turning two years
old, and had no clue about what the others were doing.

On Summer's sixth birthday party, she reveled in the cake, ice cream,
and toys.  As the party wound down, she came to me and whispered in
my ear, "I have a present for you, too, Uncle John."

With that, she ran back to her new toys and became totally absorbed
in playing.  Soon, the guests had left and my wife and Jenn left me
alone with Summer.  Since Summer had gotten clothes as part of her
birthday, Cory and Barbie went with Amanda and Jenn to the store to
shop for clothes for them.

Almost as soon as we were alone, Summer looked at me and asked,
"Wanna see my present?"

I didn't know if she was referring to her new presents or the present
that she whispered about earlier, so I said, "Sure!"  I got off of
the couch and walked over to her.  "Which one is it?"  I asked.

She stood and grabbed my hand.  "Not these, silly!"  She began to
walk towards the stairs and pulled me along.  "It's upstairs," she
said with a smile.

We walked up the stairs, hand in hand, until we reached her bedroom.
She released my hand and walked over to her toy box.  After rummaging
around for a short time, she brought out the pink dildo.  I watched
with curiosity as she walked over to the bed and said, "Watch this!"

She pulled off her pants and shirt and jumped on the bed, landing
with her legs spread wide.  The site of her hairless pussy never
failed to arouse me, particularly when displayed so wantonly.

She placed the dildo at the opening of her vagina and moved it very
slowly in and out, just using the tip.  Soon, more and more of the
dildo disappeared into her cunt as she continued the to and fro
movements.  Her little cunt lips were stretched tightly around the
small dildo as she finally got the dildo in to its widest diameter.

She released the dildo and it stayed firmly fixed in her cunt.  She
lifted her pelvis and the dildo stuck out by about one and a half
inches of its four inch length.

Smiling proudly, she said, "See, Uncle John, I made it fit!"  She
humped her hips a couple of times before saying, "I have a pee-pee
just like you!  If I take it out, can you put your thing in me?"

I have rarely seen anything so erotic as this dildo sticking out of
her (just) six year old cunt.  Her flat abdomen and growing legs
spread wide accentuated the absurdly pink dildo.  The moisture of her
own vaginal juices lubricated her plump hairless pussy lips around
this protruberance.

"I'm not sure I could fit.  I think my thing is larger than your
dildo, so it may not work."

A combination of worry and disappointment showed on her face as she
pleaded, "Can we try?"

I wasn't about to let this little girl down if I could help it, so
agreed to at least try.  The width of the dildo was about an inch,
but my penis was wider still by about another half inch.  I went to
my bedroom as she waited patiently and got an oily lubricant that I
kept for back rubs.  When I returned, she still lay on the bed, legs
spread wide, with the dildo poking out.

"Are you sure you want to try this now?"  I asked.

She nodded impatiently, so I removed my clothing.  My cock popped out
as soon as I unzipped my pants and stood at attention as I removed my
shirt, socks and shoes.  She had remained froglegged the whole time
as she watched me undress, but now that I was naked, she slowly
pulled the dildo out and, to my surprize, put it in her mouth before
setting it on the floor.

I got on the bed and sat between her spread legs, enjoying the view
immensely.  I gently spread her cunt lips and saw some redness of the
inner lips which were so small as to be invisible without spreading
the lips.  The clitoral hood was engorged and also somewhat reddened.
I applied the lubricant to her vulva and the head of my penis just
before I placed my cock against her vulva.  As I pushed slowly and
gently, she wrapped her legs around my thighs (they wouldn't reach
any further) and little by little, I pushed into her vagina.

For a moment, I thought she was grimacing in pain, but when I asked
her, she said she didn't hurt and begged me to keep putting more in.
I looked down at the incredible sight of my cock, veins distended,
moving slowly deeper between her hairless pussy lips.  It was so
tight that even I was somewhat uncomfortable at first, but she didn't
waver in her insistence that I keep pushing.

I reached bottom at about three inches and I could actually feel her
tiny cervix against the head of my cock.  There was still a fair
amount of my cock outside, but it didn't seem to matter.  Refraining
from resting my weight on her, I supported my self on my hands and
slowly moved my cock in and out.  There was some resistance, but the
lubrication helped.  She did not even wince.  In fact, as I was
moving in and out, she would tilt her pelvis to meet my thrusts.  I
hardly had to move in order to send my cock back into the depths of
her cunt.

After a couple of minutes, I began to have an incredible urge to cum.
I could feel that some cum was already leaking out and I didn't think
that there would be room in her cunt for both my cock and my load of
cum, so I pulled back to the opening and held it there as I shot what
felt like enormous streams of cum into her vagina.  I had trouble
holding still as I came, but she humped my cock causing it to slip
out momentarily.  One huge spurt arched over her abdomen and chest
and landed on her upper lip leaving splatters all over her torso and
puddling in her belly button.

When I finally finished cumming, my softening cock slipped out of the
opening of her vagina and a big glop of white cream oozed out through
the slit.  As I surveyed the scene, she appeared to be covered with
cum from head to cunt as she lay there with a contented look on her
face.  Her tongue darted out and pulled a chunk of cum off her upper
lip and into her mouth.  She pursed her lips and then swallowed as I
was shaking from the intensity of the orgasm.

"Uncle John, please lick my pussy," she pled.

I could hardly see her cunt lips for all of the cum that had oozed
out, but I complied with relish.  Moving my face to the level of her
cunt, I placed my mouth over her entire vulva and slurped my cum.  My
tongue reached into the recesses of her vagina and removed even more.
Her hymen had become a thing of the past.

I think she enjoyed the cleaning even more than the fucking.  She lay
back with her eyes closed and her hands gently cradling my head as I
performed my tongue cleansing.  After a few moments, she wrinkled her
eyebrows and began to hunch my face.  Pulling my face to her cunt,
she moved quickly a few times and then relaxed, letting go of my head
and letting her arms fall to the sides.

We quickly showered together to remove the rest of the cum.  At age
six, she stood at about 3 and 1/2 feet.  That put her close to my
waist when we were standing and she took advantage of that as the
water from the shower fell on us.  She kissed my lower abdomen before
raising my cock to her mouth.  As she put the head of my cock in her
mouth, she looked up briefly for approval and she was just so damned
cute.  We were short of time, so I knelt down and kissed her before
turning off the water even though my cock was beginning to lengthen.
We got dressed and went downstairs to watch television while we
waited for my wife and her mother to return with Cory and Barbie.

Summer was a bold girl who enjoyed this new aspect of her sexuality.
Her boldness was not, however, limited to the times when we were
alone.  Even at age six, she frequently sat on my lap while the whole
family watched television.  Since my wife always kept the house
freezing, even in summer (the season), a blanket was always nearby
and Summer would pull it over us to keep warm.

One evening, we were watching television late and Summer sat on my
lap while this blanket covered us.  It was not unusual for me to have
an erection with her that close to me and she would frequently rub my
penis under the blanket.  This night, however, she did not wear
panties under her gown.  No one had noticed, but with my arms around
her, I could reach under her gown and feel her hairless pussy.  I
also noted that it seemed unusually slick.

She reached down between her legs and popped my cock out from the
pajamas.  She then leaned back and whispered in my ear, "I put some
of that oil on my pussy."

Well, I was concerned.  She obviously wanted to play, but with a room
full of people I thought we might actually get caught this time.
Humping is a difficult activity to hide.

She placed the head of my cock at the opening of her cunt and
scrunched down slowly.  Her pussy lips spread and my cock head
pressed against the narrow entrance.  With a little perseverance, my
cock eased slowly into her tight pussy.

There was no more movement.  We lay like that and watched television,
with my penis about halfway in (which was as deep as it could go).
Even without moving, it was incredibly erotic.  And dangerous.  My
cock would twitch every once in a while and she would contract her
leg muscles in response.  Inevitably, I came in her vagina.  There
was no expression on her face, but she leaned back and tilted her
head to kiss me on the chin.  My penis softened slowly and then
slipped out followed by copious quantities of cum that poured onto
the front of my pajamas.  I rubbed the cum and lubricant into her
hairless slit during the rest of the movie.  I noticed that my finger
could now fit easily in her vagina.  The contented look on her face
told me that she approved of my explorations.

She got up carefully when it was time for bed and slid out from under
the blanket so I wouldn't be exposed.  I said good night as she ran
up the stairs and I noticed a dribble of cum that ran down her leg as
she reached the top of the stairs.  No one else noticed, fortunately,
but I still had to make it to bed without showing the cum spot on my
pajamas.

As I had done before, I carried the blanket into the bedroom in front
of me and immediately went into the bathroom.  Discarding my pajamas
in the hamper, I showered thoroughly before coming to bed.  Amanda
was already asleep, so I was careful not to disturb her.  The last
thing I wanted was to submit to her romantic advances.  I was quite
sure that I would not live up to her expectations.

There was no end in sight.  Even though she was now attending school,
our unique relationship seemed secure.  Summer was growing and so
were Cory and Barbie.  They looked to be in excellent physical and
mental health.  Despite my guilty pleasures, I hoped with my deepest
hope that I had not and would not cause Summer any lasting harm.

On the other hand, I worried that the harm had already been done.  If
not by Bob, then by me.  Sex with such a young girl was not only
taboo, it was illegal and probably for a good reason.  Right at this
moment, however, I couldn't remember what the reason was.

At any rate, it was too late to go back and undo what had happened,
and it also looked like it would be impossible to change what the
future would be.  Our relationship was mutual and to withdraw might
now cause more harm than good.  Only time would tell.


Part II.

Chapter 5

Fucking a six and a half year old girl is not easy.  Even though
Summer had dispensed with her hymen about six months ago, it required
a large amount of patience and lubrication to achieve penetration.
And then, I had to be careful not to get too carried away.  Her
vagina would only accommodate about half my cock at best.  Moreover,
there was the problem of height.  I couldn't lie on top of her since
her head would come about to mid-chest.  The main remaining barrier
was opportunity; a scarce thing in a house with 6 people including my
wife, her mother, her younger brother and sister.  I suppose that if
it weren't illegal and immoral then the last obstacle would not be
nearly so difficult to overcome, but that's the way it is.

Summer was a wonderful girl with a good sense of humor and what
appeared to be a voracious sexual appetite.  Her propensity for
teasing and even sexual acts of various sorts in full view of the
rest of the family made hiding the true nature of our relationship
difficult.  More and more, she would take advantage of sitting in my
lap to arouse me and then bring me to orgasm as we sat in the living
room watching television with the rest of the family.  Penetration
under these circumstances proved to be difficult and potentially
conspicuous, so she began to arouse me with her buttocks and then
bring my erect cock between her legs for a massage.  She rarely wore
panties anymore, so the sensation of my cock rubbing her thighs,
cunt, and lower abdomen while she used both hands to press my cock
against her lower abdomen was delightful.

As before, she usually covered our activities with a thick blanket.
With a slow rhythm and steady pressure from her hands, occasionally
tilting her pelvis to accentuate the pressure of her hairless cunt on
my cock, she never failed to make me come to orgasm.  When I would
cum, the semen would shoot like a rocket over her abdomen and chest
under her gown.  Hiding my facial expressions and trying not to move
my body was a challenge I would not wish on anyone.

One evening, as I sat with my cock between her legs, cradling her in
my arms as we watched a nature show, I shot so much and so far that
the cum blasted along her chest, hit her chin and ricotched
splattering the upper part of the front of her gown and even the
front of the blanket.  I was shocked.  My wife, Amanda, and her
mother, Jenn, were both in there with us, so I was sure that we were
going to get caught.  Summer, however, proved to be a good improviser
and pretended to sneeze.  There were some tissue papers on the nearby
table which she grabbed and quickly cleaned up the visible semen.
For a while after that, she just sat there with her cum-soaked gown
under the blanket and rubbed my cock in the puddle of semen.  I was
going soft, but her motions reinvigorated me.  The movements of her
soft hands, slick with cum, and the rubbing of her stomach and
hairless pubis brought me to a second slower orgasm.  The volume was
considerably less, but it nonetheless felt just as good as the first.
She scooped a little cum and then turned and tilted her head so that
I could see as she put the cum in her mouth.  Oh, what a girl!

Either that night or another like it, Amanda asked me why I sometimes
carried the blanket into the bedroom with me.  In spite of repeating
this act many times, I was caught by surprise.  I did not have a
prepared answer and the truth was something I could not admit.  How
could I reveal that I was hiding wet cum spots on my pajamas?  I
mumbled something about how it did not belong in the living room when
it was not being used and she seemed to find that explanation
believable.  Fortunately, she did not make the connection that we
never made love when I carried the blanket to the bedroom.  I decided
thereafter to bring the blanket from the living room into the bedroom
every night, regardless of the need.

Although Cory sometimes joined Summer when we were messing around,
with interesting results I might add, Barbie had been left out.  She
was getting older and more curious, however, and finally walked into
Summer's bedroom when I was in there as naked as could be.

"Why are you nekkid, Uncle John?"  she asked.

Although she had lived with me for almost two years, she still had a
strong West Texas accent, even stronger than her siblings.

"Summer, you ain't got no clothes on too!"  she exclaimed.

Summer had been standing by the bed, bent over and sucking my cock
while I rubbed her hairless cunt, but she rose quickly when the door
started to open, so we were not caught in flagrante delicto.  As I
sat up and covered my privates (which were in an obvious state of
arousal), Summer walked over to Barbie and began to fabricate an
explanation.  Her explanation, however, was essentially to tell the
truth.

"Barbie, Uncle John and I were doing nekkid playing.  You got to
promise me that you won't tell nobody about this, Ok?"

"Why not?"  asked Barbie.

"It's private, that's why!  Uncle John and Aunt Amanda do nekkid play
too, I bet, but they don't talk about it.  And you better not ask, or
you'll get in trouble."

Although she was speaking in a whisper, I could clearly make out the
conversation.  Barbie nodded and asked in a soft voice, "Can I play
too?"

Summer answered, "Well, since you're here, I guess so, but you better
not tell nobody!"

Barbie said, "I won't.  I promise!"

"Well, Ok.  Come over here then," Summer ordered as she took
Barbie's hand and walked her over to the bed where I was laying.  I
was very concerned, but Summer seemed to have things in control, so I
scooted over to make room for the girls, still keeping my cock
covered just in case.

Barbie crawled onto the bed first and then Summer.  Barbie sat there
and looked at me with a quizical look on her face until Summer told
her to get on my stomach like she was going to ride a horse.  Barbie
practically jumped on my stomach, straddling me and nearly knocking
my breath out, and began jumping up and down like she was riding a
bucking bronco.

"No, silly!"  Summer chided her.  "Do it like this."

Summer put one knee near my chest and swung her other over to the
other side (giving me a beautiful shot of her hairless pussy) and
straddled my chest facing her sister.  Slowly and smoothly, she
rocked her pelvis back and forth over my chest in a kind of humping
motion.  Barbie caught on right away and began to duplicate her older
sister's movements perfectly.  I soon noticed that Summer's pussy
began to glide over my chest on a slimy film produced from her pussy.
Oh, what a sensation!

I couldn't see much because Summer's back was right in front of my
face, but if I bent my face down with my chin touching my chest I
could see her puckered anus and pussy lips when she moved her pelvis
just right.  I finally gave up trying to see anything and just
abandoned myself to the sensations of two smooth silky cunts rubbing
over my body.

Summer paused briefly and said, "Barbie, it's even more fun when you
do that a little lower."

She moved the sheet that was covering my now rigid phallus and picked
her sister up under her arms, placing her on the shaft.  As she did
that, she lifted up for a short time and I looked between her legs at
her pussy and then to Barbie's two year old pussy straddling my cock.

Summer settled back down, but kept her hands on Barbie's shoulders
until Barbie began to move her pussy smoothly to and fro.

"That's it!  Now, doesn't that feel good?"  Summer asked.

"Yeah," agreed Barbie as she kept her eyes focused on my cock as she
slid over it.  "This thing is funny looking," Barbie observed.

It seems that over the past year and a half, she had completely
forgotten about the sexual abuse she had received at the hands of Bob.

"It may be funny looking, but it feels good," countered Summer.
"Just keep doing that."

Summer then turned around and proceeded to stradle my head facing me
with her back to her sister.  I was looking up to see the most
beautiful sight on earth.  Her pussy slit was slightly spread,
revealing her clitoris and the tiny labia minora inside of her pussy
lips.  Her lower abdomen was flat as was her boyish chest.  She was
looking me in the eye and smiling as she lowered her pussy gently
onto my face.  She rocked ever so slightly as I began to use my
tongue on her little pussy.  Soon, she gave a glance at the ceiling
and pressed her nether lips more firmly against my lips and tongue.
I felt her twitch once, twice, and again before she gave a big sigh.
One more small twitch and she again looked into my eyes, this time
with a smile of satisfaction.

Barbie, meanwhile, had continued her genital massage of my phallus
and I had reached a point where I was about to climax and pretty sure
I would be unable to stop.

"Summer," I said urgently, "I'm going to cum pretty soon."

Summer wheeled around and put her head near my cock with her cheek
resting on my abdomen.  Her pussy was right in my face, so I began to
lick her there as I could feel her licking the head of my cock.
Barbie's movements halted until Summer urged her to continue and then
resumed licking the head of my cock.  Lying flat against my abdomen
with Barbie sitting on it, she could not put the head into her mouth,
though.

After a few more strokes of Barbie's pussy against my cock, I finally
started cumming, and I came big.  The squirts of cum splattered her
face and even the part that went into her mouth did so with such
force that some of it bounced back out covering my cock.  Barbie's
movements became much more fluid as she slid over my cum-lubricated
cock.

Summer got up off of my chest and turned around to look at me.  Her
face was a mess with cum strands stringing from her nose and chin,
but it was so cute!  Barbie was still rocking on my slightly softened
cock and I could see some cum drops over her abdomen that must have
splattered from Summer's face.

Summer licked her lips and used her finger to bring some of the stray
strands of cum to her mouth.  Barbie stopped rocking and said,
"What's that stuff yer puttin' into yer mouth?"

Summer moved her head to look at Barbie and I could see one strand
still stuck to her chin swinging wildly.

"Don't worry, it's good stuff.  When Uncle John makes this stuff, it
means he's really really happy," she said as she gathered up the last
strands to put into her mouth.  As she licked her fingers, Barbie
looked at the puddles on my stomach.

"Is that the same stuff?"  she asked.

"Um hmm," Summer responded with her lips closed around a finger.

"Can I taste it?"

"Sure!  Open up."

Summer got a scoop of the cum that was beginning to thicken and
lifted it over her sister's mouth.  She let some of the goop drop
into her mouth and then got some more.

"It's good, isn't it" insisted Summer.

Barbie had a funny look on her face and looked at her sister
quizically.  "I guess so.  I don't know, it tastes kind of salty.
And it smells funny."

"You have to get used to it.  It's supposed to be for older girls
anyway," explained Summer.

Barbie mulled this over for a moment and then requested, "Can I have
a little more?"

"Here," said Summer as she placed the remaining cum in her sister's
mouth.  "That's all you get for now.  Maybe you can have some more
when your older."

Summer got off the bed and went into the bathroom.  Barbie was still
sitting on my softened cock with her pussy covered in cum.

"That was neat, Uncle John.  Let's do it again!"

"I would love to Honey, but I need to rest a little.  Besides, it's
getting close to supper and your mother will be coming home soon," I
replied, hoping she would understand.  I was also hoping she
remembered that this is not something that one shares with those not
involved, so I added, "Remember not to tell anyone, Ok?"

"Ok, Uncle John.  It's a secret!"

Summer returned with toilet paper and we began to clean up our mess.
My favorite part of this cleaning was when Barbie leaned back with
her legs spread in the air while Summer cleaned my cum from her pussy
and thighs.  What a sight!  I could never get used to seeing a
preteen pussy, especially with a coating of my cum.

As we ate supper, we engaged in chit-chat and I watched Barbie
carefully for any sign that she might want to share the news of her
fun earlier, but she kept her silence.  Later, Summer sat next to me
in the overstuffed chair and yeilded her spot on my lap to Barbie who
usually sat in her mother's lap.  It was a peaceful evening as we
just sat there and watched television.  I held Summer's hand and she
would squeeze it every once in a while, but it was just a gesture of
love and affection, sincerely felt, and sincerely returned.

Barbie was soon sound asleep and her mother carried her upstairs to
bed.  Summer then cuddled against me and also fell asleep.  Although
she was now six years old and almost too heavy to carry, I picked her
up and set her against me to carry her upstairs as well.  she wrapped
her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist, but never
opened her eyes until she lay on her bed.

"Goodnight, Uncle John."

"Goodnight, sweetheart," I answered and kissed her on the forehead
before I walked out and turned off the light.


Chapter 6

Summer caught a cold.  I guess you could call it a Summer cold.  It
seemed pretty mild; just a runny nose and sneezing with no fever, but
Jenn and Amanda decided to play nurse.  They gave her some liquid
cold medicine and then added Benadryl for the sneezing.  Well, Summer
went upstairs to bed and I was left alone while Amanda and Jenn went
out with the other kids to play in the park and go shopping.

It was a rare occasion when I was left alone with Summer and I
usually took advantage of that opportunity, provided Summer was
accommodating.  You could call it experimentation: I was learning
about how to have sex with a six and a half year old (closer to
seven) while Summer was learning to have sex.  Not that she needed
any help; the girl was a natural and had experiences that began when
she was a toddler living with Bob, but the recent appreciation of
vaginal intercourse gave us something new to work with.

Actually, she had learned about vaginal intercourse by putting on
shows for Bob with her brother, but fucking an adult was something
that I had introduced her to.  I recently learned that it worked
better with her on top.  I didn't have to worry about being too
forceful or suspending my body on my arms to prevent suffocating her.
Her hair would swing gently as she moved on my cock and I could tell
from her movements and facial expressions how to best please her.
The pleasure was, however, mutual and she loved making me cum.

This day, I was exceedingly horny for some reason.  It had been a
while and Summer had been teasing me until I could hardly stand it.
As soon as I was sure everyone else had left, I ran upstairs two
steps at a time and then knocked on Summer's door.  There was no
answer, so I gently pushed the door open.  Summer was sleeping on her
back with a white tee-shirt, panties and socks on.  I walked over to
her bed and nudged her, but she was sleeping soundly.

She was a sound sleeper anyway, but it seems the cold medication had
left her virtually unable to wake up.  I rubbed her panties between
her legs, thinking that might awaken her, but she continued to breathe
regularly with no acknowledgement of my presence.

I knew I would have a long time and my passions were now inflamed, so
I removed all of my clothing and got onto the bed beside her.  I
removed her panties and carefully admired her hairless pussy.  I
didn't usually have the time to spend just staring or playing like
this, but with her unconscious she put up no resistance as I spread
her legs and got the look of my life.  My face was inches from her
cunt and the aroma of young girl was delectable.  I caressed her
hairless cunt lips before spreading them to get an even better look
at her cunt.  The moist inner folds shown pinkish red and I couldn't
resist the temptation to lick that delicate forbidden flower.

Still, she did not arouse in the slightest.  I was naked with a
rock-hard erection laying next to a beautiful naked preteen and I
didn't know quite what to do.  I looked around, hoping for
inspiration.  I considered jacking off, but my preference was to
fuck.  I spotted the oily lubricant that I had left in her room from
our previous jaunts and my ideas crystallized.

Covering the head of my penis and her vulva with lubricant, I lay
beside her and lifted her leg, placing the calf on my upright hip.  I
moved my pelvis until the head of my cock made contact with that
smooth hairless cunt and then rubbed the head around and between her
pussy lips.  Unable to resist longer, I slowly eased my cock between
the lips further and further until I could feel the tight passage
squeezing my cock.  I lay still as some early spasms threatened to
make me cum, but when this had passed, she was still out like a
light.  I began to move back and forth thrusting my stiff cock in and
out of her cunt.  The tiny cunt lips were stretched tightly around my
cock as I fucked her slowly.

I lifted her tee-shirt and rubbed her flat nipples and moved my hand
down her belly to her hairless pubis before reaching lower to feel my
cock moving in and out.  Soon, the sensations became overwhelming and
I was on the verge of cumming.  I pulled out as I started to cum and
shot the majority of my cum onto her belly and chest, getting some on
her tee-shirt.

Even though I had finished cumming, I was still hard as a rock, so I
put my cock back into her cunt and fucked her some more.  I watched
my cock, covered with cum, moving in and out of her cum-covered pussy
as I rubbed the spattered semen on her belly into her skin leaving it
shiny and sticky.  Before long, I needed to cum again and this time
ejaculated what was left in me into her cunt.

I lay like that for some time enjoying the sights and sensations.
Some of the cum on her belly had beaded into small globs and I picked
one or two and placed them between her sleeping lips which were
slightly parted.  Then, leaving my cock in her cunt, I lay beside her
and took a brief nap.

When I awoke, I was still hard and in her cunt, so I fucked her once
more.  Fairly sure the volume of cum would be small, I kept my cock
firmly lodged in her cunt as deep as it would go as I came for the
third time.

As I withdrew, finally satisfied, cum gushed out of her tiny cunt.
The amount of cum surprised me since the last two times had followed
a massive ejaculation, but I watched in wonder as the cum continued
to ooze.

To clean up the mess of cum that covered her body and cunt, I got a
warm wet washcloth from the bathroom and wiped gently until all
traces were removed.  The moisture quickly evaporated and she was
practically dry by the time I replaced her panties.  I pulled her
tee-shirt back down to cover her flat chest and then left after one
last lingering look at my young lover.

Walking back down the stairs, I contemplated my actions.  Although I
honestly believe that she would have consented given our previous
relationship, this selfish act on my part could be construed as rape;
nonconsensual sex; sex without her permission.  Of course, according
to the law, it was rape in any case, but I felt a twinge of guilt
about taking advantage of her while she slept.  Nonetheless, it was
an experience that I could not have passed up and one that I would
never forget.  The images and feelings were truly unforgettable.

I was not the only one to engage in such guilty practices, however.
Only a few days later, I had the day off and slept in while Amanda
went off to the office with Jenn.  I slept naked and as the morning
wore on, I felt warm enough to remove the sheets.  I heard the door
open and, thinking it might be one of the kids, I just lay there
pretending to be asleep.

I heard a "Shhh" and the sounds of little footsteps approaching the
bed.  Speaking in whispers, I listened to Summer and Barbie as they
discussed the sight of my nakedness.

"He's asleep!  Let's wake him!"  implored Barbie.

"I've got a better idea.  Let's play with his thing and see if he
wakes up," suggested Summer.

I could feel the bed shake almost imperceptibly as Summer and Barbie
climbed on either side of the bed.  I was close enough to the middle
to allow room for one on each side.  Peering through almost closed
eyes, I could tell that they were clothed in their silky sheer
sleeping gowns.

I felt a small hand on my cock that rubbed only the bottom side at
first.  After a little giggling, the hand began to close around my
cock and move slowly up and down.  I became erect in short order, but
continued to pretend to be asleep.

"Watch this," I heard Summer whisper.  I felt her silky smooth hair
rub softly against my stomach and soon felt tiny lips kiss the head
of my cock.  I heard Barbie giggle and Summer then lifted her head.

"Now, you try it," Summer instructed Barbie.

Summer kept her hand on my cock while I felt Barbie's soft hair brush
my skin from her side of the bed.  Her little lips closed over the
head of my penis as Summer gently jacked me off into Barbie's mouth.
About that time, I also felt Barbie's elbow poking into my stomach as
she supported herself.  If they knew how uncomfortable that was, they
would know that I couldn't possibly be asleep, but I kept up the
pretense and they were none the wiser.

In spite of the discomfort, I could feel myself building towards a
climax.  I have plenty of practice hiding my facial expressions
during climax from our escapades in the living room with others
around, so I kept up my best poker face.  The urge to cum reached a
critical point soon after Barbie whispered, "Let me do it," referring
to jacking my cock while she sucked on the head.  I felt the hand
around my cock release.  Soon Barbie's hand closed around my cock and
I felt her moving it up and down along the shaft a little more
vigorously than Summer had.

Quickly peering through almost closed eyes, I could see the back of
Barbie's head and the elbow in my stomach.  I also caught a glimpse
of Summer sitting on her heels as she carefully watched over the
motions of her young apprentice.

Barbie raised up briefly to ask in a whisper, "Is it gonna squirt?"

"I don't know, but keep moving your hand and keep your mouth there
and you'll see," offered Summer.

Barbie resumed her stroking and sucking for a while, but then
declared, "It ain't doin' nothin'.  Am I doin' it wrong?"

"I don't know if it will squirt when he's asleep, but keep at it and
we'll see."

Summer placed her hand on my scrotum and gently moved my balls as
Barbie jacked my cock into her mouth.  It wasn't very long before I
began to cum.  After the first shot, I felt Barbie suddenly raise up.

"Barbie!"  exclaimed Summer before she bent over and placed her mouth
over my still spurting phallus.  She then placed her hand over
Barbie's, which was still around the shaft, and resumed the stroking
motions.

About that time, I raised my head and opened my eyes, but the girls
were too focused on my cock to notice.  One or two spurts of cum had
landed on my lower abdomen, but as Barbie watched Summer gobbling my
cock, I noticed some cum in her hair as well.

Summer raised her head and admonished Barbie, "You're supposed to
keep your mouth on it until it stops squirting!"

"I think she did great!"  I chimed in.

Both girls whirled their heads around in surprise and I could see cum
on Barbie's lips and cheek.  With her mouth open to express her
surprise, I noticed a strand of cum stretching from the upper to the
lower lip.

In a flash, Summer let go of my cock and they practically jumped into
my arms.  I looked into their angelic cum spattered faces and we all
giggled.  I kissed them both on their sticky lips and hugged them
tightly.

"You girls sure know how to wake me up right!"  I stated.

"Good morning, Uncle John!  Do you mind that we played with your
thing?"  asked Summer.

"You two can do whatever you want, even if I'm asleep," I answered.

"You can do whatever you want with me when I'm asleep, too!"
countered Summer.

Did she know about the other time?  Had I been too careless?
Reflecting on this, I couldn't be sure, but it didn't seem to matter.
I now had her permission, so a great load was lifted from my mind.

Summer crawled from my arms and said, "I'll get some paper!"

She returned and began to carefully clean up the mess on the two
girls faces and my stomach.  She was a growing girl and, in a sense,
our roles had been reversed.  I no longer had to be the one to clean
up after our "naked play."

The rest of the day was spent in the innocent play of adult and
children.  Perhaps that's how it should have always been, but then
Summer in particular loved sex too much.  The future looked bright
indeed.

While I'm on the subject of sleeping, I have just one more thing to
add.  When Summer was eight years old, Barbie was five and Cory was
six, something wonderful happened.

It was a dark and stormy night (I love cliches), and also the first
time I had ever been left with the children for longer than a few
hours.  Amanda and Jenn had gone to see some other family members and
I was the lone adult in the house for almost two days (Friday to
Sunday).  It may surprise you that I did not use this opportunity to
creep into the kids bedrooms and molest them, but then I wasn't
always thinking about sex.

I went to bed alone at a decent hour and was soon fast asleep.
Something made me open my eyes, and I awoke.  Standing by the big
King Size bed were the three kids.  Summer had been crying, Barbie
was clutching a stuffed animal on one side of Summer and Cory was
sucking his thumb on the other side.  They were all holding hands as
they stared at me.

I sat up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Summer answered, "We're afraid of the storm.  Can we get into bed
with you?"

I could tell she was sincere and when I asked, "All of you?"  they
stood there nodding.  It was a pitiful sight, but also irresistible.
I pulled back the covers and they all jumped in bed in a flash.

Their frowns turned to laughter and giggles as they jostled for
position.  Summer got the side of the bed where my wife, Amanda,
usually slept and the other two were on my other side.

You may remember that I sleep naked.  I suppose I should have put on
pajamas, but then what the hell, these kids had seen it all before;
quite close up I might add.

Summer and Barbie were wearing long tee-shirts instead of their usual
gowns, but Cory just had on underwear.  I left the bathroom light on
as a matter of habit, so I could see the children's faces.  They were
not at all sleepy and it seemed they mostly wanted to snuggle.
Summer placed her leg over my thigh and her arm across my stomach
while Barbie held fast onto my other arm as she lay on her side
facing me.

Strange things began to happen.  Summer started to slowly move her
hips and rubbed her cunt against my thigh.  Her hand wandered
downwards until her hand struck my erect penis (so much for not
thinking about sex!).  Barbie used one of her hands to guide my hand
to between her legs while the other locked my arm in place.  I
couldn't tell what Cory was doing, but I saw his arm around Barbie
and it looked like he was humping her.

Well, there was no sleep that night!  Summer soon sat up and pulled
her teeshirt over her head revealing a slim, totally naked preteen
body.  Barbie saw what Summer was doing and followed suit.  Cory sat
on the other side, but I could tell he had pulled off his underwear
(though I am not sure exactly when).

"Let's take turns!"  chimed Summer to the others who were now
surrounding me like Lilliputians around Gulliver.  "Me first!"

Being the oldest, it seemed to be her prerogative to choose the order
of whatever they had in mind.  Although my cock was standing at
attention, Summer and the others left it waving while Summer
straddled my stomach and lay on top of me.  With her cunt against my
navel, her face was directly in front of mine.  She kissed me on the
lips, slowly and tenderly and, with her lips still against mine she
began to hump my stomach.  Barbie and Cory watched without moving or
saying a word as Summer lifted up and moved to straddle my face.

I licked and sucked and kissed her cunt lips as she held my head with
both of her hands and gently humped my face.  It wasn't long before
she closed her eyes, wrinkled her brow, and proceeded to clamp my
head between her thighs tightly in a long orgasmic twitch, followed
by smaller twitches as she slowly relaxed.  She practically fell off
my face onto her side of the bed and lay on her back with her legs
apart and one of her hands rubbing herself between the legs.

I only had a short time to admire this scene before Barbie claimed
her right to be second.  She didn't seem to mind that the lower half
of my face was covered with saliva and cunt juice as she assumed
Summer's former position.

Summer soon jumped up and said, "I'll be right back!"  before she
hopped out of bed and ran from the room.  I was hoping that there was
nothing amiss, but too preoccupied with Barbie to keep focused.

Barbie was much more active than Summer and her movements carried her
hairless cunt onto my nose.  She seemed to actually be fucking my
nose!  I had to breathe through the mouth during this time to keep
from passing out, but the aroma was scrumptious.  I could stick my
tongue out and touch her anus which was fortunately quite clean.
This caused her to moan and pump even more vigorously.  I had to use
my arms to hold her so that she would not rip my nose off, but soon
she too slowed and went totally lax.  I lay her down where Summer had
been and she stretched out and put both of her hands on her pubis.
The smile on her face told me that she was not in pain.

Before I could react, Cory had jumped on my chest and held his erect
penis before my face.  He proceeded to assume much the same position
as the others had before he put his penis into my mouth.  I did not
know what to expect, but he started fucking me in the mouth!  His
penis had grown considerably since he was a toddler and it now
reached to the back of my throat where it nearly gagged me.  I
surrounded it with my lips and he slammed his hairless pubis into my
face repeatedly and probed my soft palate.  He was strong for a six
year old and held my head firmly in place with his hands as he
continued to thrust his small cock deeply into my mouth.

He soon grimaced and forced his cock into my mouth with such strength
that his pubis separated my lips and the cock went in even deeper.  I
suppressed the urge to swallow or gag and sucked hard as he held his
cock for several seconds.  I could feel the twitching of the penis as
he held it there, but there was no fluid produced.

He slowly withdrew his penis from my mouth and sat there looking at
me for a while.  His penis remained fully erect and I gave it one
final lick before he lay down next to me where I cradled him in my
arms and caressed his small butt.


Chapter 7

I may have satisfied the kids, but I was still hard as a rock and
horny as hell.  As my thoughts returned to Summer, she walked into
the door carrying two items from her bedroom, the pink dildo and the
rubbing oil.  She climbed onto the bed where Barbie lay, still
stretched out, and nudged her sister.

"Barbie, show Uncle John what you can do," she implored.

Barbie opened her eyes and smiled as she took the dildo from her
sister.

"Go ahead, Barbie," ordered Summer.

"Barbie handed the dildo back to her sister and said, "No, you do it."

"Ok," agreed Summer.

As Cory and I watched in fascination, Barbie lay back and spread her
legs as wide as they would spread and held her knees with her arms
exposing her hairless cunt and tiny cuntlips.  That alone was enough
to nearly make me cum, but Summer opened the oil and spread some over
the dildo and Barbie's cunt, rubbing it in slowly and deliberately.
Barbie pursed her lips and let out a sigh of pleasure as the massage
went on.  Summer then put one of her fingers into Barbie's cunt and
moved it in and out.

"Ready?"  asked Summer.

"Yeah," affirmed Barbie.

Summer placed the dildo at the tiny opening of Barbie's cunt and
pressed slowly.  It didn't look as though it would fit, but working
it in with to and fro movements, it soon was sticking out of her cunt
halfway and stretched the cunt lips to their limit.  Barbie never
expressed any pain and watched with as much fascination as Cory and
I as the pink dildo slid into her own cunt.  When it was in as deep
as it would go, Summer let go and it stuck out like a pink thumb from
Barbie's cunt.  The tightly stretched cunt lips were shiny and slick
from the lubrication.

"See!  She can fit it too!"  exclaimed Summer as she sat on her knees
and admired her work.

Barbie then looked away from the obscene dildo and smiled at me.  She
let her legs down slowly onto the bed keeping her legs bent and then
humped her hips waving the dildo in the air.

Summer explained, "I told her about how you could put your thing into
me and told her about how the dildo helped make me big enough, so she
wanted to try.  We've been workin' on that for a while now."

I could just imagine the two girls upstairs playing with a dildo and
the image blew me away.  I finally found my voice after watching this
incredible show of cuntal elasticity.

"Does that hurt?"  I asked.

"Uh uh.  Feels good!  I'm ready for the real thing now," she said as
she looked over to my hardon.

I looked to Summer who nodded knowingly and then reached over to
slowly pull the dildo out of Barbie's cunt.  I moved between
Barbie's legs and positioned my cock at the opening of her hairless
pussy.  Summer reached in between us and rubbed oil over my cock
head, nearly making me cum.  With great difficulty, I resisted the
urge to cum and then, when the urge had passed, I began to press into
the hairless little cunt.  I could feel Summer's hand on one buttocks
and Cory's on the other as they encouraged my thrust.  I moved slowly
and back and forth to get my cock head first between the lips and
then through the tight entrance.  Once I had reached her deepest part
and felt her cervix against my cock head, Summer took her hand off my
butt and lay her head on Barbie's stomach inches away from my
thrusting cock.  Cory wanted a better look, too, and so Summer and
Cory lay with their heads together.  Cory gently rubbed Barbie's
clitoris as I moved my engorged cock in and out and Summer put her hand
around the part of the shaft that could not reach into Barbie's cunt.

I knew I was due for a massive cum, so as the moment approached I
groaned and pulled back to the entrance of Barbie's cunt.  Summer's
hand popped it out and stroked it and I began to cum in loads.
Summer's hand directed the spray of my cum like a firehose and I
covered the two faces from forehead to chin in two squirts.  The
wildly spraying cum shot over their heads and landed smack dab on
Barbie's lips as well as her chest, her vulva and even the pillow
that cradled her head.

What a mess!  Summer really had a taste for the stuff and began to
lick her lips while Cory sat up and began to play with it.  Barbie
also licked her lips and pulled almost all of the cum glob into her
mouth.  She was looking at me as she smiled and swallowed.

I sat back on my knees and, to my surprise, Summer took my place with
her head and licked the cum off of her sister's hairless cunt.
Barbie closed her eyes and lay her head back as her sister licked
first one side, then the other and then the slit between.

Despite all of this, there was still cum everywhere.  I caressed
their faces and rubbed some cum into Barbie's belly as she rubbed
herself as well, our hands meeting in a sticky puddle in the middle.

We took a shower before we could all go back to bed.  The rest of the
night we cuddled, fondled and finally slept until daylight.

The Saturday following that amazing Friday night, the girls put on a
show for me and Cory.  We "men" sat on the sofa with my arm around
Cory as the girls put on the sexiest things they could find in
Amanda's and Jenn's rooms.  With the radio on a rock station, Summer
danced in a sexy nighty with no underwear and flashed us.  I believe
the song was "Touch Myself" by Madonna or something like that because
at the appropriate moments, she would hump her hips and rub her
hairless cunt lips.  Barbie couldn't dance as well as Summer, but she
wore a scarf.  Only a scarf.  She spread her legs and put her finger
on her clitoris as she swung her hips to the rhythm of the song.

Soon, the show got downright dirty.  They forgot about the music
playing and Barbie lay on the floor with her legs spread, humping the
air.  Enter Cory who crawled over between Barbie's legs and stuck his
tongue out as he licked Barbie with abandon.  He made sure, however,
that we could see his tongue and Barbie's hairless pussy.  Cory then
turned around and put his hairless cock in Barbie's mouth while he
planted his mouth over Barbie's cunt.  His back was arched because he
was several inches taller than Barbie, but they still made a good
fit.

I forgot to mention that I was naked, but I supposed that you already
figured that out.  As the show reached this point, Summer took Cory's
place on the couch and reached her arm around and grabbed my erect
cock which she rubbed up and down as the couple on the floor wriggled
and giggled, licked and sucked, and humped each other's mouths.  Some
precum fluid came out of the eye of the head of my penis and Summer
bent over and licked it up.  She then rested her head on my stomach
and idly popped the head of my cock into her mouth as she continued
to stroke and watch the action on the floor in front of us.  I
reciprocated by massaging her smooth hairless cunt with my
forefinger.  She would move her hips every once in a while, thrusting
her pubis against my fingers.  

Barbie and Cory then changed positions.  Barbie lay on her back, legs
bent and spread wide, with her cunt facing Summer and me.  Cory
mounted her, slipping his small erection into Barbie's saliva slicked
vagina. Barbie wrapped her legs around Cory and he parted his thighs,
giving Summer and I a good view of his cock sliding in and out of
Barbie's hairless pussy.  

Watching the two preteens fucking on the floor combined with Summer's
expert ministrations was more than I could stand and, after warning
Summer, I poured cum into her little waiting mouth.  She never lost a
beat and, in fact, increased the speed and force of her hand and
mouth motions until I had finished completely.

The weekend wasn't over, but we spent the rest of the time just
playing.  I had bought the kids a computer (Commodore 64, if I
remember), and they were fascinated with it.  We went shopping, to
the park, played and just got plumb tuckered out.  Although we spent
the rest of the next night together and naked, we just slept.

Life got very complicated when Summer entered fourth grade.  Not only
had she begun to discover boys, but there were games, fashions,
expensive toys that everyone else had and homework assignments that
would stump Einstein.  Amanda was no whiz at math or science, but I
was not very good with grammar or history, so we both had plenty to
do.

Summer did a little physical developing as well.  It wasn't much, but
it appeared that her nipples protruded just a little more than they
had.  At age 9, that made her an early developer, but it was still
considered normal by the doctor.

Sometimes, I was the kids' counselor.  Summer would confide in me
when her boy of the week disappointed her, which was sometimes a
crushing blow from her perspective.  Mostly, the boys were interested
in other things besides girls.  Barbie had entered school and faced
new challenges that required the advice of an adult, and she seemed
to rely on my help more than my wife or her mother.  Cory was just
finding out about team sports and I taught him some of the things
that fathers are supposed to teach their sons.  I was their father
substitute during this period.

There was still time for fun, and these kids had voracious appetites
for learning about everything.  I had run out of things to teach
Summer about sex, but that didn't mean she stopped wanting it.  In
fact, she probably became even more aggressive.

One night while Amanda and Jenn went to visit a friend, I sat alone
in the living room watching television.  Summer came in from the
kitchen and looked at me with a sly expression that really tickled
me.  To emphasize her thoughts, she had brought a banana with her.  I
could not keep my attention focused on the television as I watched
her slowly peal the banana.  As I watched, she licked it and put it
into her mouth.  Instead of biting, she began to move it in and out
of her mouth like she was giving head.  I nearly fainted.

Out of the corner of her eye, she looked at me again with that sly
expression and bit the banana.  She laughed when I said "Ouch!"  When
she finished eating it, she reached for my belt.  I sat and watched
as she undid my pants and unzipped them.  My cock, old faithful,
popped out and she lavished the attention on it that she had with the
banana, but without the biting.

She left my cock erect and climbed into my lap facing me.

"You forgot the lubrication," I suggested.

"I don't need it!  Here, feel," she commanded and directed my hand to
her hairless pussy, already moist and slick.

She placed one hand around my cock and moved that pussy over it
before she slowly eased onto it.  It was still tight, but the oil
wouldn't have added anything.  At age nine, her cunt was somewhat
deeper than it had been, but it still wouldn't accommodate my entire
cock.

As Summer rode up and down my cock, I supported her with my hands on
her chest to keep her from hurting herself by allowing my cock to
penetrate too deeply.  I wanted so badly to suck those budding
nipples, but my head wouldn't reach, so I had to content myself with
rubbing them with my thumbs.  She seemed to appreciate the attention
and threw her head back thrusting her chest out as she continued to
ride with abandon.  The sensations were incredible and the view
tremendous, but she had still one more surprise for me.

After she came, she gave me a mischievous look and slowly rose off of
my still rock hard erection.  She slid over to one side and placed
her hand around the base of my cock as she proceeded to lick her cunt
juices, smacking her lips for effect.  She then placed her mouth over
my member and used her hand and mouth in perfect harmony.  I closed
my eyes and lost myself in the sensations until I was ready to cum.

"I'm cumming," I groaned, expecting to cum in her mouth, but she
raised her head at that moment and my first shot of cum hit her nose
and lips.  I couldn't stop until I had two more small dribbles and a
twitch or two, but when I opened my eyes, I looked over her head at
the horrified expressions on the faces of Amanda and Summer's
grandmother.  I had no idea how long they had been there, but it was
too late to worry about that.

As drips of cum fell from Summer's mouth and nose onto my deflating
cock, I watched the expressions turn from horror to anger.  There
were only two words I could say.

"Oh, shit."


Epilogue

That's the story of how I wound up in this prison.  It's been a very
long time since I have been free, and I wonder if I ever will be
again.  Was it worth it?

I lost my wife, my job, my reputation and my freedom, so it was a
very dear price to pay indeed.

I still have my memories, though.  They can't take those away.

I wonder what would have happened if I hadn't been caught.  Perhaps
getting caught was inevitable, though.  I did get part of my answer
just a while back...

I hadn't seen the kids for many years for obvious reasons, but Summer,
on her 18th birthday, came to visit me.  I wasn't sure what to expect
after all that had happened and so many years under the influence of
those who still think I am the Devil incarnate.

Summer picked up the phone as we looked at each other through the
thick glass.  I looked across at a lovely young woman, fully mature,
with a wistful look on her face.

"Uncle John," she started.  She still called me uncle.  That seemed
like a good sign.  "There's something I have been wanting to tell you
for half my life.  I want to thank you for all you did for the three
of us.  You gave us a home when we needed one, fed us, clothed us,
and taught us to be human."

My eyes burned as tears formed that I couldn't hold back.  As I sat
there with tears streaming down my face, I noticed she was crying too.

She continued, "I love you.  I always will."

When the shock of that revelation wore off, we began to chat.  We
spoke of her boyfriends, school, clothes, and just about everything
else under the sun.

She did most of the talking since I didn't have much to say.  She had
her whole future, mine was here.

When the visiting time expired, she touched the glass and smiled.  I
just sat there and watched as she turned and walked away.  I hung up
my phone and let the guard usher me back to my cell.

All I could think was that I had missed out on the rest of their
growing up.  Perhaps *that* was too high a price to pay.


Part III

Introduction to Part III Summer's Heat

These three chapters are a continuation of the story of Summer,
Cory and Barbie from the first part entitled "The Fall of Summer."
At the beginning of the story, their ages are 10, 8 and 7
respectively.  The duration of the story is about a year.

In order to introduce the new circumstances, I wrote a rather long
chapter 1 with mostly plot and very little sex.  Perhaps I should
have abbreviated it, but I felt it was necessary given the complex
legal and social circumstances surrounding their move to live with
their cousin, Ben.


Plot Summary

After the children's great uncle John was arrested for child abuse
after being caught molesting Summer, he can no longer provide food
and shelter.  Their parents (Bob and Dawn) sue for custody from
Dawn's mother, Jenn, and win.  The children, aided by Jenn, contrive
to go live with their cousin, Ben, who is single and owns a ranch in
north central Texas.

Ben is unable to avoid his attraction to Summer, in part because of
her encouragement, and Barbie manages to insert herself into a sexual
relationship partly because of sibling rivalry.  [Cory learns about
ranching, although his part in this segment is minimal.]

You'll have to figure out the conclusion yourself.

The characters are unchanged from the first part with the exception
of the introduction of Ben.


Chapter 1

At this moment in her life, Summer felt as low as she had ever felt.
She sat on the back porch, alone, with her head in her hands sobbing
for an hour after the family had returned from the courtroom for the
last time.  She loved her uncle and had seen him despised, stripped
of dignity, and jailed because he had been caught sexually molesting
her.  It was her fault that he was in jail, she thought.  She just
wanted to make him happy and got careless.

Who would take care of her and her brother and sister now, she
wondered.  The business belonged to Uncle John and just about the
whole family worked for him, so there would be no income.  Selling
the business would tide them over for a while, but then...

It had been many years, but she remembered what it was like living
with her mother and Bob before her uncle and Amanda had taken them
in.  As the oldest, she did what she could to protect her brother and
sister from Bob's wrath and Dawn's neglect.  She was only four when
they moved and she feared they might have to move back.  Jenn's
custody was based on her ability to provide for the children.  Now,
she was jobless.  Bob and Dawn, on the other hand, both worked, at
least most of the time.  Bob was a roustabout in the West Texas oil
fields and Dawn worked in various fast food restaurants.  Times had
been tough, but lately work had been steady.

Barbie came out and put her arm around her sobbing sister to console
her.  She was almost eight years old and too young to really
understand what was about to happen, but she knew her sister was
hurting.  She too had loved Uncle John, and she couldn't understand
why he was in jail.  She had not been permitted to go to the trial
and Amanda and Jenn, who provided all of the testimony for the
prosecution, were apparently unaware that Barbie and Cory were also
sexually involved at times with John.

When the tears stopped, Summer reflected on her relationship with her
Uncle John.  For her, the sex was mainly to please him.  She adored
him and there was nothing she wouldn't have done.  She proved that
when she tried to take the blame at the trial, but her efforts failed
miserably.  As for enjoyment, many things they did were not
especially pleasing in and of themselves.  A blow job only provided
him sexual pleasure and, she had to admit, cum was not that tasty. 
But she pleased him by swallowing it and that made it worth the
discomfort.  It wasn't swallowing the cum that gave her pleasure, it
was knowing that the sight made Uncle John happy.

She remembered when she began to use the dildo.  She knew that the
goal was to make her vagina big enough for his cock, but it was
painful to insert at first.  It took her several days before it could
fit into her vagina even using lubrication.  It even hurt when he
first put his penis into her, but she wasn't doing it because she
wanted sex.  She did it because she wanted him to love her. 
Basically, it was the same reason she studied in school.  She wanted
him to be proud of her.

Holding his hand, having his arm around her, and all the rest made
her feel closer to him, and they were never closer than when they
shared sexual intimacies.  He was hers, at least for that moment, but
there was no jealousy.

She wanted him to be happy and, if that meant sharing him with his
wife or with her sister and brother, then that was what she wanted
too.

Her step-father, she remembered, used to hit her and her siblings. 
Sex for her was just a diversionary tactic.  She figured out what he
wanted and it became a tool to save herself and her brother and
sister from his violence.  Perhaps she had become somewhat
indifferent to sex as a result.  It wasn't until she found closeness
with Uncle John that sex became more than a shield.  It became a part
of what she considered to be a special relationship.

Dawn had finally married Bob and it wasn't long before Dawn sued for
a return of custody.  The court saw no reason, given the current
circumstances of the two families and the recent abuse case, not to
return the children to their parents.  Summer, however, had other
ideas.  She decided that, as the oldest of the children, she should
call a kid conference and lay out her plans.

"There's no way we are goin' back.  You guys are too young to
remember, but Bob hurt us.  All of us," Summer said, addressing
Barbie and Cory.

"I suppose you've got a better idea," Cory sarcastically commented.
At nine years old, he was independent and somewhat cocky (no pun
intended).  However much he put his sister down, down deep he
respected her opinion.

"Do ya'll remember Ben?"  asked Summer in reply.  Ben was their
cousin by one of Jenn's other sisters and always seemed to be
available when the family needed him.

"Sure," said Barbie.  "He was just here about a year ago visiting."

Summer watched their faces for signs of recognition of her plan.
Cory's face lit up immediately and Barbie's soon after.

After contemplating briefly, Cory offered his analysis.  "Ben would
have to hide us for a long time.  If the law found out, we'd go to
Odessa anyway.  We still have to go to school and they will want
records.  I hate to say it sis, but even if Ben agreed I don't think
we could pull it off."

"Ben would be risking a lot, but he knows how we used to live.  I
could be wrong, but I think even Gramma might go along with this
plan," responded Summer.

The kids sat on the porch until the sun had completely set discussing
this and other ideas.  Jenn called out that supper was ready and the
kids reluctantly went in to eat.  Later, after supper, Jenn was
washing the dishes and Summer walked up to help her.  As they washed
and dried, Summer decided to test the waters.

"Gramma, I- we don't want to go back," she began hesitantly.

"I know, honey, but there isn't anything else we can do.  Your mother
won custody so..."  She stopped washing and started to cry.  "I'm so
sorry honey," she wept, "I tried to do my best for all of you and I
didn't do such a good job."

Summer grabbed her grandmother's arm and made her look into her eyes.
"You did fine.  Things didn't turn out like we hoped, but we can
still make it right."

Jenn wiped her tears and her voice became angry, "That sick son of a
bitch!"

Summer hadn't wanted to discuss her Uncle John, but the conversation
turned that way anyway.  She defended him and repeated what she had
said on the witness stand.  Her grandmother was a stone wall though
and so Summer tried to change the subject.

"Gramma, we don't have to go back.  There's another way," she offered.

It took some time for Summer to explain her plan and cover Cory's
objections, but her grandmother listened patiently and appeared to
show some interest.  Or perhaps she was being patronizing.  Summer
had the floor though and made the most of her chance to convince her
grandmother of the plan's viability.

It almost shocked Summer when Jenn agreed to help put the plan into
motion, but that was only the very first step.  Numerous obstacles
remained, not the least of which was that no one had spoken to Ben
about this plan.  Jenn knew she would likely be labeled a kidnapper
and possibly jailed, but this time the law was wrong.

Time was getting short and so Jenn decided to put all of her eggs in
this one basket.  After some packing and work with the school, she
put the kids into the car and they drove to Ben's place -- a long
drive indeed.

Ben owned a ranch in north Texas where he lived alone.  He was
divorced, but had no children.  Not that he didn't want any.  It
seems that his wife was barren.  A blessing in retrospect, but it had
caused a lot of heartache and contributed to his divorce.

Jenn and the kids drove down the paved road and then the long winding
dirt driveway to Ben's house and stopped the car.  Jenn told them to
stay in the car while she went to the front door and knocked.  Ben
let her in and a few minutes later, Jenn came out and said, "Get your
things.  You'll be staying here for a while."

With unlimited childish energy, the three children unloaded their
things and practically ran into the house.  It was a large house, one
story, and comfortably furnished.  Each of the children had their own
bedroom for a change.  Even at John's house Cory and Barbie had to
share a room, so for them this was paradise.  Jenn had to go back in
order to take the heat and keep their whereabouts hidden.  She would
take the whole blame, saying she lied to Ben.  She held her tears
until the car left the ranch.

There was no school in session at this time, so time was spent on the
ranch mostly.  They helped with chores, played with some of the
animals, explored, and made this their home.  Riding on horseback was
something new, but they learned quickly.

Summer's exploration of her new environment was not limited to the
living areas and outside; she also explored Ben's bedroom.  She
discovered that he was not unflawed.  Porno magazines were stuffed in
boxes in his closet and videotapes had their own "secret" storage
place.  From the covers and titles alone, she knew the videos had to
be really raunchy.  She couldn't help showing all this to the others,
but after that she had a problem with Cory sneaking into Ben's room.
She, too, was curious, but she didn't want to be caught digging in
his private things.  That would be rude.

One evening, she heard strange noises from the master bedroom and
decided to peek through the keyhole.  Ben was totally naked and lying
on the bed with a porno magazine in one hand and his cock in the
other.  Instead of averting her eyes, she watched intently as he
alternately stroked and turned the pages.

Barbie walked up and asked her, "Whatcha doin'?"

Summer was startled, but managed to whisper, "Nunya [short for none
of your business]!  Now, go away!"

Barbie elbowed in and whispered, "I wanna see!"

Rolling her eyes, and sighing, Summer acquiesced, but shortly said,
"That's enough!"

"You just want to watch him squirt!"

"So what if I do."  And she did.  Although quite familiar with
ejaculation, she had never seen a man masturbate.

Barbie stomped off to the living room and sulked while Summer kept
her eye plastered to the keyhole.  It wasn't long before he did
indeed "squirt," splattering cum over his abdomen.  He put the
magazine down and sat up causing dribblets of cum to run
downwards.  As he stood, his cock pointed directly at the door and
the head was covered with cum.  He turned and walked towards his
bathroom and she lost sight of him, so she went to the living room
where Barbie still sat sulking.

In her brief, but detailed, experience with men, Summer noted that
they seemed to be attracted to prepubescent girls, so when Ben was in
the same room with the children, she watched him like a hawk.  The
idea of her little sister being molested, however unlikely, and her
new role as "mother protector" gave her the self-assigned duty of
supervising Ben with the children.  There would be no hanky panky
while she was around.  She also knew all the tricks, so she knew what
to look for, but there never was any indication that Ben was the
least bit interested.  In kids, that is.  Well, there were some
magazines with young females, but no children.

She wondered, however, if he might be interested sexually in her.
One time, when they were dressed up to go to town, he smiled at her
and said, "My, but don't you look sexy!"

That, to Summer, was different.  He obviously appreciated her
adolescent beauty which was not the same as being attracted to
children.  And, she was a beauty.  Her breasts had started to grow,
but at age eleven, she still lacked pubic hair and she had not
experienced menarche, though she knew what it was, at least in
principle.

She still didn't own a bra, but there was really no need on the
ranch.  She usually wore tee-shirts but as she grew in stature and
bosom size, the teeshirts had become a little tight.  Comparing
herself with the women in the porno magazines, she lacked a lot, but
she was almost as big as some of the smaller ones, so she felt
attractive.

Ben began to treat her like a lady.  She also found his eyes
following her, lingering on her developing chest and her longish legs.

The three children shared a bathroom down the hall which was usually
well stocked with towels, but one night there were none.  Summer
decided to dash to her room, but ran straight into Ben who was
carrying a stack of towels.  He stood and stared for a moment,
speechless, not realizing that he was blocking Summer's way.  He
didn't even move until Summer reached with both hands and grabbed the
top towel and began to wrap it around herself.

"I- I'm sorry, I didn't get these into the bathroom earlier," he
stammered.

It was just a little obvious that he was infatuated with her and she
decided to call him on it once and for all.

"You just wanted to see me nekkid, didn't you?"  she challenged.  It
was not an angry voice, but rather a sly, knowing tone.

"No!  That's not it!  I swear I --"

His denial was cut short as she removed the towel and calmly walked
past him to her bedroom.

He was jarred back into reality when the door closed and resumed his
totally ineffectual denial through the door, "Really!  I'm tellin'
the truth.  Summer, I'll make sure there are towels from now on.
Ok?"

Summer, listening from the other side of the door as she dried off,
smiled mischievously as she decided to let him squirm.  She was
almost disappointed when she heard his heavy boots clomp down the
hall, but she felt she had made her point.  There was also a twinge
of guilt.  Perhaps it was a little cruel to have flaunted her naked
body like that after he had been so generous, but his attraction was
so obvious that he deserved to be teased.

Of all the things she did on the ranch, she loved most to ride on the
back of his horse with him.  He never failed to offer and she rarely
declined, so she had become pretty familiar with the layout of the
ranch.  There were some beautiful spots; streams, hills and trees.
Nothing like she had seen where she had lived before.

One day, though, she fell off the horse and struck a rock under her
right arm.

They returned immediately to the ranch house, but it did not appear
that she had broken a rib.  It was embarrassing when it happened, and
it got even more embarrassing later.

Ben said, shyly, "I'm sorry darlin', but you're goin' to have to take
off your shirt for me to treat that."

She shrugged, painfully as it turned out, and removed her tee-shirt
before sitting in a chair in the kitchen.  Cory and Barbie came into
the kitchen, but Ben sent them into the living room.

"She's not hurt that bad.  Ya'll go into the living room and we'll be
along shortly," he said, and the younger two left after satisfying
their curiosity.

The actual wound was an abrasion about 2-3 inches in diameter and
fairly superficial.  He put some salve on his hand and, tentatively
at first, started to gently apply the salve to the raw skin.  Summer
flinched at first, but then the discomfort vanished.  His hand
movements, however continued in increasingly large circles until she
noticed that he had reached the side of her small breast.  Her
nipples hardened and she found it pleasurable.  It had been a long
time since she had been close to anyone.  It pleased her that he had
also found her breasts worth attention, however poorly disguised.  To
uncover the disguise, she raised her arms and put her hands behind
her head, leaving her small breasts totally exposed.  His gentle
rubbing continued and, as his hand moved forward onto the side of her
breast, she sat backwards in the chair.  His hand slipped around the
front and paused, virtually holding her breast, before returning to
the task of rubbing the salve onto the abrasion.

Still holding her hands behind her head, she had watched his hand
cover her breast and said nothing.  She continued to look down at her
breast, now shiny with the lineament, and then said, "You missed a
spot."

"Where," he said, following her gaze to her breast and then staring
unabashedly.

She reached her left hand from behind her head and pointed to the
erect nipple before saying, "There."

He didn't argue.  He didn't think there was anything wrong with the
nipple either.  He simply slid his hand over the side of her breast
to the front and caressed the nipple with his fingers, still coated
with the salve.

As he intently performed this "task" she asked him, "Ben, are you
stiff?"

"What?"  he asked, not lifting his eyes or his fingers.

"Is your penis hard?"  Summer asked bluntly.

That got his attention and he removed his hand and stood up, turning
away to put up the salve.  "Course not," he finally replied.

"I think you're lyin'" challenged Summer.  "I could even tell you
were getting stiff when we were riding horseback."

"Well, you're wrong.  Now why don't you go into the living room with
your brother and sister and I'll be along after a while," he said
without looking at her.

Summer snuck up behind him and quickly reached around his hips to the
front of his jeans slapping one hand firmly over his rock hard
erection.  "Don't lie to me!"

"I- I'm s-sorry.  I, uh, didn't think that, uh," he mumbled until
Summer began to stroke the front of his jeans.  "Why are you doin'
that?"  he finally asked.

"Because you're a liar," she answered with a truly wicked grin,
continuing the slow massage.

He sighed deeply and stood still for a moment, but then said, "I've
got to go."

Without another word, he turned and walked away.  Summer felt
rejected for a moment, but then wondered if just maybe...

She tiptoed past the living room where her siblings were watching
television and knelt in front of Ben's door to peer into the keyhole.
She delighted to see him laying on his bed masturbating, partly
because there was no magazine.  It gave her satisfaction to know that
he didn't need anything but the memory of her to make him cum.  And
cum he did.  She watched as spurts shot clear over his head.  Some
landed on his chest and abdomen, but she noted some landed on his
face.  Once again, he rose and walked to the bathroom where she
couldn't see him.

With the relationship now at a more intimate level, she felt powerful
enough to tease him about this "habit" of his.  She knew he would
absolutely flip if he knew she had seen him.

It wasn't hard to tell when he was going to masturbate.  He would
excuse himself early from the living room and immediately close his door.
She didn't think he locked it though.  To make sure he was thinking
of her instead of using a magazine, she wore something special; a
skirt with a halter top that was too loose.  She practiced leaning
over in the mirror to be sure that her breast would show and then
later that night she sprung her trap.

They were in the living room watching a serial when she leaned back
and crossed her legs.  She figured he could probably see her panties
since she crossed them like boys do.  Out of the corner of her eye,
she saw him eyeing her and once returned his gaze.  He immediately
returned his attention to the television, but she watched his face
for a while, knowing that he could tell she was watching.  Not long
after, she feigned interest in a particular part of the show and
leaned over, putting her elbows on her knees and her chin in her
hands.  At that angle, she knew he could see her breast.  She stayed
like that for longer than necessary before leaning back again.

He got up, as she knew he would, and said he was tired and needed to
go to bed early.  She gave him a few minutes and quietly approached
his bedroom door.  Sure enough, when she looked through the keyhole,
he was naked as a jaybird and beating his meat.  Well, she thought,
let's make his dream come true.

She opened the door and walked towards the bed.  As soon as he
detected she was in the room, he tried to sit up, but she put her
hand on his chest and pushed him back down.  He lay there with both
hands covering his penis (it took both hands) and staring at her like
she was crazy.

"Do you need a hand?"  she asked.

"Thank you, but I've got two," he replied.

"Been thinking about me?"  she pried, teasingly.

"What makes you think that?"

As she explained that she had watched him through the keyhole, and
deliberately showed him her breast, she reached down and put her hand
on top of his two hands.  She silently rubbed his hands over his,
imitating his movements as she walked in the door.  She gave no mercy
and expected nothing less than total surrender.

Although obviously stimulated, he managed to say, "This ain't right.
We shouldn't be doin' this.  You're just a little girl and --"

His speech froze when she bent over and kissed his hands as they lay
covering his erect cock.  With little resistance, she pulled his
hands away and, while still holding them, kissed his phallus.  She
smiled briefly when the cock twitched and hit her in the nose, but
continued to plant little kisses along it's length.  She let go of
his hands and they fell to his side.  His neck was bent and he was
immersed in watching her.

She began to move her lips along the front of the shaft back and
forth, still not touching it with her hands.  Gently brushing it with
her lips, her head moved side to side and her body swayed.  Her
breast was clearly visible, nipple and all, and he finally felt
emboldened to move his hand to her breast which he caressed and
squeezed gently.  Her breasts were too firm to hang or sway, but
their shape was perfect with slightly protruding nipples that he
could not resist.

After teasing him with her lips, she grasped the shaft firmly and
began to stroke in earnest.  He had a sudden look of anxiety, and
there was a drop of precum exuding from the opening of his cock.
Noticing his face, she recognized that he would be cumming soon, so
she placed her head on his stomach and licked the drop of precum as
she continued to stroke vigorously.  As she started to lick another
drop of precum, he groaned and a stream of cum shot onto her tongue
that splattered onto her upper lip.  She moved her head downward and
closed her lips over the head as he fired another blast that hit her
soft palate and shot down her throat.  Copious quantities of semen
poured out for another few twitches before it stopped.

She pulled her mouth off the head of his still erect phallus with an
audible pop and pressed her breast into his hand.

"Next time, let me know if you need a helping hand," she offered.


Chapter 2

Summer had left the door open when she entered the room and it was
only now that she and Ben noticed Barbie standing there.  When Barbie
realized she had been noticed, she turned and ran to her bedroom and
slammed the door.

"I'd better talk to her.  She's upset," Summer insisted.

"I guess so.  Seeing something like that would upset any 8 year old,"
Ben remarked.

Summer didn't stop to explain that Barbie had seen much more graphic
sex and, in fact, had been sexually involved with Uncle John -- and
even Summer herself.  Walking quickly to Barbie's door, Summer
knocked twice before saying, "Barbie, let me in.  We need to talk."

"Go away!"  was all that Barbie replied.  It wasn't clear to Summer
if it was anger or hurt, or both, but she knew she had to talk with
her.  Summer had always been close to her sister and this distance
was unnatural.  Taking a deep breath, Summer opened the door which
was left unlocked (deliberately?) and walked in.

Barbie lay on the bed curled into a ball and facing away from Summer.
There was no movement, no audible crying, and no acknowledgement of
Summer's presence.  For several minutes, Summer did most of the
talking; never apologizing, but acknowledging that she had spent more
time with Ben than anyone else and that she had become more intimate
than she had planned.  Before long, Barbie began to engage Summer and
eventually she was able to put into words her angst and understand
better why she felt that way.

It was the kind of heart-to-heart talk that makes sisters special.
The upshot of the conversation was that Summer promised not to hoard
his company and Barbie would be included more in everything from
chores to horseback riding.  Barbie and Summer hugged as Barbie wiped
her tears on her sister's halter-top.

"Your boobies are really gettin' big!"  commented Barbie as she gazed
at her sister's halter top.  She pulled up her pajama top and,
looking down at her own flat chest, she pondered out loud, "I wonder
if I'll ever grow."

"Mine aren't so big.  Remember the magazines Ben has in his closet?"
Summer grabbed the material of the halter top and bunched it up,
revealing her small firm breasts.

"I still think you're beautiful.  Can I touch them?"  inquired Barbie.

"Sure," replied Summer.

Barbie reached out and touched her left breast, rubbing and 
squeezing it lightly.  Summer, despite herself, started to think
about Ben's hand on her breast; how warm it felt, how tenderly he
moved his hand...

"Look," remarked Barbie, "your nipple is standing up!"

"Yeah," Summer responded distantly.  Snapping back into reality,
Summer said, "Don't worry.  Yours will grow when you're old enough."

Barbie leaned over and began to suckle Summer's right breast.

Summer laughed and said, "What do you think you're doing?"

Barbie took her lips off of Summer's erect nipple long enough to
reply, "I want some milk."

Summer was trying to think of how to explain that she couldn't give
milk, but the sensation was driving her crazy.  Her nipple was
sensitive, but not in a painful way; it seemed to be directly
connected to her cunt.  The sensation was new and intensely delicious
so she decided she would give Barbie a lesson in sex education
another time.  She closed her eyes and squeezed her legs together,
wanting to reach between them and rub, but decided that would be too
obvious.

Barbie, however, soon lifted her head and said, "I can't get no milk.
Why not?"

Summer took a deep breath before explaining, "I'm too young and I
haven't had any children."

"Ok," Barbie said as she started to get under the covers.  "I guess
I'm going to sleep now."

"Sweet dreams," Summer said quietly before rising and leaving the
room.  Going to her own room, she had a lot to think about.  She
undressed and looked in the mirror, noting her breasts, but also the
lack of pubic hair.  Ben was attracted to her and she could turn him
on, but what if he saw that she was hairless -- just a kid -- would
that change his mind?  There was definitely something happening to
her, but she wasn't clear what.  She lay on the bed and experimented
with rubbing her breasts, but it just wasn't the same as when someone
else did it.  Moving her hands lower and raising her legs, she rubbed
her cuntlips and clitoris more or less idly.  She closed her eyes and
imagined Ben coming to her, reaching between her legs, putting his
finger into her, kissing her...

Just then, there was an almost inaudible tap on the door.  She rose
and went to the closet to get her robe which was old and tattered and
a little small for her before returning to the door.

"Who is it?"  she inquired, not too loudly so as not to wake everyone.

"It's me, Ben.  We need to talk."

This sounded serious.  She feared he had come to say that he didn't
want anything to do with her, and she didn't want to hear that so she
replied, "Now?"

"Yes, now.  And no, it can't wait," he said, anticipating her next
question.

She opened the door and he slowly entered dressed in his pajamas and
robe.  She closed the door behind them and self-consciously went to
the bed to sit down.  His eyes followed her and then he sat next to
her.  The silence was deafening, but it startled her when he spoke.

"It's about earlier.  I guess it's my fault and it won't happen
again, I promise," he began.

"No, it's my fault.  I started it and I wanted it.  I still want it."

Ben shifted to make room for the unexpected growth of his cock before
continuing, but when he looked back at Summer, she had leaned back on
her elbows.  Her gown had pulled up to show almost all of her thighs.
Just a little higher and...

Breaking off that chain of thought, Ben said, "It doesn't matter
whose fault it is.  I'm supposed to be caring for you and, and, "

Summer sat up again and took his hand.  "I don't want it to stop.
And you *do* care for us."

There was an awkward moment when Summer reached up with her other
hand to caress his face and he bent down to kiss her, paused briefly,
and then pressed his lips against hers.  Summer moved her hand
downwards to his groin and found what she knew was waiting there.
When he tried to pull away, her face followed him keeping her lips
against his and she reached into his loose pajama bottoms to grasp
his naked phallus which was now fully erect.

"Oh, Summer, you don't know what you do to me!  You're drivin' me
nuts!"  he said against her lips.

She moved her hand down just a little and gently cupped his scrotum.
"Did you say nuts?"

That did it.  They laughed and the tension was gone.  He slowly
pushed her back until she lay on the bed with her legs dangling off
the side.  While kissing, Ben placed his hand on her thigh.

Summer suddenly sat up, practically throwing Ben off the bed.

"I'm so sorry," he began to apologize.  "I went too far.  I should'a
known better than that."

Summer looked him in the eyes and said, "It's not that!  It's --
something else."

"Are you on your period?"  he speculated.

"I want you to think of me as a woman," Summer said as she rose from
the bed and stood before him.

"I do!  Christ, I do!"  he protested.

Summer opened her gown and let it slide off her shoulders.  Standing
before him completely naked, she let him take in the sight for a
while.  His eyes traveled over her body and rested on her hairless
pubis.  And rested.  And rested.  Well, he just stared, unable to
tear his eyes away.

"Can you still think of me as a woman?"  she finally asked.

He slid from the bed onto his knees in front of her before he said,
"That is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen."

"You like it?  I mean, that it doesn't have any hair?"  she probed.

"Like it?  I love it!  Oh, God, it is so beautiful," he replied
unable to keep his eyes off.

Summer could tell he was trying for a better look, so she gently
pushed his back against the bed and straddled him.  She kept her
hairless cunt inches from his face, thankful that he was not turned
off by it.  From his response, she even thought he might be turned on
by the sight.

She put both hands on his head and he began to move his head towards
her pussy.  She bent her knees and spread her legs a little further
as she pressed her hairless cunt against his face.  He turned his
face upwards and began to lick her cuntlips, finally probing into her
vagina with his tongue.

She held his head even more firmly, drawing him into her.  She wanted
to absorb him, to make him part of her.  Slowly, gently, but with
definite pressure, she moved her hips, moving his tongue in and
almost out.  She felt a heaviness in her pelvis that urged her to
hump his face.  Instead of moving faster, she moved slower and slower
until she had almost imperceptible, but uncontrollable, twitches of
her pelvis that kept his tongue planted as deep into her cunt as it
would go.  Her eyes closed and she breathed deeply.  Shakily, she
straightened out her legs and reluctantly lifted off of his face.

With only a bedroom light on, she could still see that his lips and
chin were shiny from his saliva and her wetness.

Still straddling him, she squatted down, feeling with her hand for
his erection which was standing proud as it poked through his
pajamas.  Still sitting on his heels, he guided her boyish hips with
his hands as he lowered her onto the head of his cock.

As he watched, almost unbelieving, he saw the hairless cuntlips
spread to accommodate the head of his cock.  She let her weight force
it into her vagina through a passage so narrow that Ben was about to
start lifting her off again and admitting defeat.  Just as he was
increasing the pressure of his hands on her hips, he felt the head of
his cock reach an impossible warmth and slowly she slid down the
shaft.

She almost began to cry when he reached bottom; not because of pain,
but because he couldn't fit the whole thing into her.  Both of them
had been intently watching his cock slide into her pussy, but she
looked into his eyes and said quietly, "I'm sorry!  That's as far as
it will go in."

"Oh, baby, don't you apologize!  I'm flabbergasted!  I didn't think
it would fit at all for a while there.  Does it hurt?"

Summer smiled and said, "No, it feels wonderful!"  Well, she may have
lied a little, but she wanted so much to have his approval that she
would keep any discomfort to herself.  To prove her point, however,
she began moving up and down on the shaft.  It was so tight that the
skin on his penis was moving with her pussy lips over the shaft.  It
was as though he had a grip on his penis as tight as he could hold
it, but it was so much warmer and softer.  Bending his neck, he could
just reach her breasts and he lavished attention on them with his
mouth while she continued the rise and fall on his cock.

He held her in his arms as he leaned forward and lay her on the
floor, never removing his cock from her hairless pussy and never
taking his eyes off of their union either.  His motions remained slow
and calm, however.  He was gentle and she soon gave into a feeling of
completeness, wholeness and oneness that took her breath away.

When she opened her eyes, she said, "It's your turn."

That sent him over the edge in a hurry.  He wrinkled his brow and, to
her dismay, pulled out and shot onto her belly.  The streams of semen
were as forceful as they had been when he was alone, and perhaps even
more, and one squirt struck her in the left eye and dribbled down to
her lips.

As drops of cum continued to ooze out of his cock, she asked him,
"What did you do that for?"

He looked up and said, "Oh, I'm sorry!  Let me get you a towel."

Although her eye was watering and burning a bit, she said, "No, not
that!  Why did you pull out?"

"I didn't want to get you pregnant.  Are you sure you don't want a
towel?"

Keeping her left eye shut in a sort of permanent wink, she rose from
the floor and put her arms around him.  She licked the cum off her
lips that her tongue would reach while he grabbed her robe and tried
to wipe the cum out of her eye.

"Whenever you fuck me, and you can fuck me whenever, don't worry
about getting me pregnant.  At least not until I start getting my
period," she said in a sultry voice that seemed so out of place for
an eleven year old girl.

"I can't believe we did this," he said rhetorically.

"Do you wish we hadn't?"  she asked with a worried look on her face
and her actual eleven year old voice.

"No.  I mean I can't -- Well, you're just so damn young.  And so sexy!
I just can't believe my luck, that's all."

He put his arms around her and his semen that was still on her
abdomen cemented their bodies together, at least for the moment.  As
far as she was concerned, they were stuck together for life.

Not that she didn't realize that they were cousins; she just didn't
care.  She shared his ranch, his food, and she had shared her
innermost being.  At this moment, there was nothing she wouldn't do
for him.

A few days later, Summer snuck into Ben's bedroom.  She had decided
that secrecy was necessary if only to protect the feeling of her
sister.  In every other way, her sister had been included more and
more, but this was a personal thing.  This time, she made sure, the
door was closed.

They were naked in a flash of flying clothing.  Summer teased him
mercilessly with her hands and mouth until he had been on the verge
of cumming several times.  She pushed him down on the bed and
straddled him, slowly rubbing her hairless pussy on his stomach while
he rubbed his hands on her small firm breasts.  His cock would bump
up against her back when she slid backwards at first, but then she
began to slowly hump her way up to his upper abdomen and chest.  They
both knew her goal was his mouth as she reached his chest and put her
hands on either side of his head, preparing to plant her cunt on his
mouth.

He almost came when he felt her hand around his cock and then her
warm moist mouth and --

But her hands were on his head!  He craned his neck to look around
her side and saw the back of Barbie's head moving in sync with her
upper body as she knelt by his hips and leaned over his lower
abdomen.  She was totally naked and, in his extreme state of arousal,
the shock of the sight was too much.  He lay his head back, looked up
at Summer, and then grimaced as he closed his eyes.

"Oh no," he murmured as he began to cum.  The first shot went into
Barbie's little mouth and she moved her mouth back to swallow.  As
she did, another stream of cum blasted her lips and chin, but she had
swallowed and opened her mouth for the third shot which seemed to
bounce back out as she tried to put her mouth back onto the head of
his cock.  Finally making a seal with her lips, the remainder of the
cum dribbled warm onto her tongue and she drank the semen as fast as
it was produced, sucking and milking his cock at the end to extract
the last remaining drops.

"Summer," he said quietly as his spasms left him weak and almost
immobile.

Summer opened her eyes and smiled as she prepared to mount his mouth
at last.  He motioned with his hand to make her look behind her.  She
stopped and twisted her head and upper body to see her sister still
fastened to the end of his cock.

"Barbie!" called her sister.

"Barbie lifted up and the cum dripped from her chin as she remarked,
"I can play sex too!"  She licked her lips and put his softening cock
back into her mouth as she lay her cheek in the puddle of semen on
his lower abdomen.

Summer sighed deeply.  How can you argue with that?  On the one hand,
she was just a kid sister tagging along, interfering with her older
sister's "date."  On the other, she had promised Barbie not to
exclude her.  It was Summer who received the bulk of Uncle John's
attention, but he was generous and she taught Summer that exclusivity
was not necessary.  It was possible to share and still have a good
relationship.

Summer did not want to hurt Barbie.  So the answer had to be to
include her, at least sometimes.  After looking into Ben's eyes for
some sign, she found that he made no objections.  She turned around
on Ben's chest and lay down saying to her sister, "Move over a
little."  Together, they licked and played with his now mostly limp
dick.  Ben was afforded an unbeatable view of Summer's hairless twat
and, since the opportunity presented itself, he began to lick and
tongue fuck Summer.

It only took a few licks to inflame Summer's unrequited lust and she
briefly stopped toying with his penis and lay her head down sideways
on his belly in that puddle of semen.  She slid backwards to give Ben
better access and force her cunt onto his mouth, grunted softly with
her eyes closed twice before relaxing completely.

Ben's phallus, meanwhile, had begun to revive and as it grew it
brushed by Summer's forehead and touched her nose.  Barbie wrapped
her small hand around Ben's cock and began to massage it up and down.

"Summer, can I ride on it?"  asked Barbie as she continued to move
her hand on his cock.

"Wha?"  said Summer as she opened her eyes.  "What do you mean 'ride
on it'?"

"I want to sit on it and ride it," replied Barbie.

Unsure of what Barbie had in mind, Summer slid off of Ben and lay on
the side of the bed opposite Barbie.  The two girls looked at Ben who
was dumbfounded at the sight of the two girls faces smeared with
globs of his cum.  His cock began to harden from the spectacle as
much as the stroking motions of Barbie's hand.

Summer asked, "Is it Ok?"

Replying to Barbie instead of Summer, "Honey, you can do whatever you
want to."  As Barbie started to straddle his pelvis, Ben looked at
Summer with a look that said, "I can't believe this is happening" and
then quickly winked at her.

Summer was pleased that Ben was being such a good sport about this
and returned his smile and wink.  It was a private moment.  Something
that was getting quite rare.

Summer and Ben watched as Barbie slid her hairless slit back and
forth over Ben's cum-coated cock with hardly any resistance.  She put
one hand on his abdomen and held the other in the air as she said,
"I'm a cowgirl!"

"Do like a horse, Ben" she implored.

Ben tilted his hips slightly which lifted Barbie and began to tilt
them up when she slid forward and back when she slid backwards.  In
essence, Barbie was humping his cock and he was making fucking
motions to meet her humping, but Barbie was enjoying the ride of her
life.

"Yahoo!"  shouted Barbie as she moved faster while Ben kept pace with
her movements.  Barbie may have just been having fun, but Ben was
powerfully stimulated sexually.  The pressure of her twat, the smooth
skin, the slippery cum, and the rhythmic humping were moving him
inexorably to orgasm.  Not to mention the improbable sight of a
preteen girl humping his phallus with cum still stuck to her face.

He reached down and grabbed her hips and started to hump in earnest,
moving her back and forth almost forcefully as he rubbed his penis
over the hairless lips between Barbie's legs.

"That feels good, Ben," commented Barbie as Ben was fast approaching
climax.  Barbie leaned back and placed her hands on his upper thighs
as he took control of their movements.  He could see the accumulated
cum on the front of her pubis from the rubbing as he watched his cock
move between her cuntlips, spreading the lips apart with each of his
thrusts.

Summer had leaned back and lay next to Ben with her head resting on
her elbow as she, too, watched his humping.  His face turned red as
he finally started to cum.  Small spurts of cum hit his abdomen and
then more oozed out around the head of his cock.  Barbie sat up and
looked at the gooey mess before looking at Ben and saying, "Now you
have to clean me up."

Ben was about to get up to take Barbie to the bathroom to "clean her
up" when she leaned forward and pushed his chest back onto the bed.
Without further explanation, she crawled up to the head of the bed
and straddled his head.

"Use your tongue.  I like the way that feels," ordered Barbie who was
never one to take no for an answer.

Barbie's cunt lips were covered in cum as she planted her hairless
cunt over Ben's mouth.  Ben put his hands around her tiny buttocks
and moved her and his tongue to clean her thoroughly.  Summer,
meanwhile, had slid back down by his side and put his semi-hard cock
into her mouth to give *him* a cleansing.  With the cock clean as a
whistle, she licked and slurped the cum from his abdomen and pubis
until there were no traces except for the girls' faces.

When Barbie was satisfied that Ben had licked her clean, she started
to lift herself off of his face, but he held her in place.  It
appeared he was enjoying the experience of licking the hairless cunt
of an eight year old girl.  He was really getting into it.  Not that
Barbie didn't think it felt good, she had just wanted him to lick the
cum off.  Since he was holding her anyway, she started to rock on his
face in earnest while holding him by the head as he kept his hands
firmly on her hips.

"You like that, huh?"  asked Summer laconically as she watched her
sister ride his tongue.

"Yeah," answered Ben and Barbie simultaneously, although Ben's answer
was somewhat muffled.

"Your penis seems to like it to," observed Summer as she watched his
erect cock throbbing and bobbing.

Barbie turned to ask her sister, "Can I put it inside of me?"

Suddenly, Ben stopped licking and sat Barbie on his chest.  "Barbie,
it's too big for you."

Summer offered, "There's something you may want to know about Barbie.
I wasn't the only one that had sex with Uncle John.  Believe me,
your penis would fit."


Chapter 3

Ben looked from Summer to Barbie and back to Summer with definite
surprise on his face.  Was this an invitation, or just an explanation
for Barbie's request.  Would Summer get mad?

"I don't know if I should," he finally said although he was genuinely
excited by the prospect.

"Well, then, let her," Summer said.  "Come here, sis," she ordered
and Barbie slid from his chest to his stomach backwards leaving a
trail of saliva and cunt juices down the middle of his chest and
upper abdomen.

Summer grasped Ben's cock, sucked it briefly for lubrication, and
held it upright and still while Barbie lifted herself onto the
engorged cock.  Ben watched in amazement as his cock head slid
between the tiny hairless lips and opened a space that did not seem
possible.  The head slipped in slowly as it met resistance, but
Barbie was persistent and soon the head disappeared entirely.  It was
tight enough to be uncomfortable, but also tight enough to make him
mad with ecstasy.  Adding to the effort with his hips, half of his
cock eventually made it into the preteen cunt.

Ben held Barbie by the hips and moved her up and down like he was
masturbating with a toy doll.  Barbie's expression was curious; a
half open mouth/smile all in one.  Summer put her forefinger and
thumb around the base of Ben's cock and rubbed it up and down
following the motion of her cunt.

Ben looked at the girls working in harmony and lost it.  He started
to cum and it seemed like it would never stop.  A little cum seeped
around his cock as it moved in and out of Barbie's cunt and dribbled
onto Summer's hand.  After what seemed like minutes, he finally
sighed and lifted Barbie off of his cock.  Large drops of cum oozed
through Barbie's hairless slit and plopped onto Summer's arm and his
lower abdomen.

"Oh, girls, I've had it!  You've drained me of all I got," sighed Ben
with a look of extreme satisfaction on his face.

Summer put her arms around Barbie and said, "Come on, I'll clean you
out."

Barbie lay down on the bed with one leg still laying across Ben's
abdomen and the other bent and spread wide.  Summer got on her knees
and put her head between Barbie's legs and started licking up the cum
that had remained on her cuntlips and in the slit.  With some sucking
and tongue probing, Summer managed to clean Ben's cum from Barbie's
cunt, leaving a little on her own face as she finally sat up.

Barbie asked Ben, "Can we go out and play now?"

Ben was almost unconscious, but managed to mumble, "Sure."

Barbie grabbed Summer's hand and they got off the bed together.  As
they walked towards the door naked, Ben looked up and watched their
naked butts moving in sync.

"Hey, girls," Ben cautioned, "Don't forget to wash your faces before
you go out!"

"Aw, Ben, don't you think we look pretty?"  Barbie asked facetiously
as she turned and posed with a silly grin.

"Very funny.  I just don't want the ranch hands to get the wrong, er,
right idea."

Everything at the ranch was not good times, however.  News from home
came that cast a pall on their fun.  It seems that Jenn, Summer and
Barbie's grandmother, had been thrown into jail for hiding the
children.  And, in spite of Summer's promise to share, she spent
extra time with Ben which made Barbie jealous.

The sibling jealousy put Ben in awkward positions occasionally.  One
night Summer slipped into his room and wordlessly aroused him with
her hand before climbing on for some mutual oral sex.  Unfortunately,
when she managed to get all of his cock into her mouth and throat, he
couldn't bend his neck far enough to be able to reach her cunt.  He
had to content himself (and her) with his fingers which offered an
unbeatable exploration of her smooth and hairless pussy.  Eventually,
she backed off and used her hand along the shaft of his phallus with
her mouth over the head and he could just reach her cunt with his
tongue.

After he came in her mouth and she was satisfied that he was well
pleased, she tip-toed out of the room and quietly closed the door.

He was so satisfied that he just lay there motionless and drifted off
to sleep.  About thirty minutes later, he awoke to find Barbie on the
bed with a mouthful of cock.  Well, he wasn't about to object and
Barbie wasn't going to leave, so he let her have her way.  She wanted
more than just oral sex, and insisted that he fuck her the way she
had seen pictures of adults do it.

"I'm going to lie on my back and you get between my legs and put your
penis in me.  Ok?"  she insisted.

Ben was not about to argue, so he slid over to give her room to lie
down.  She rolled over onto her back and immediately spread her legs
as far as they would go.  As he started to move between her legs, she
started moving her hips up and down teasingly as if to promise him a
good ride.  Looking at her from above, he felt a twinge of guilt at
being sexually aroused by this little girl -- and such lust as he had
only rarely experienced.  The discordant commixture of her youth and
sexuality was so unexpected, and so erotic, that he couldn't have
stopped if he wanted to -- which he didn't.

He lowered himself between her legs and felt her thighs against his
hips as he used one hand for support and the other to guide his cock
into her cunt.  With the head poised to penetrate her vagina, he
supported his upper body with both arms.  Her head would only have
reached his lower chest, so he couldn't lay on her.  Keeping his body
in that position, though gave him a distant perspective: He was like
a voyeur watching himself fucking this eight year old girl.  The
sensations, however, were real; the warmth, tightness, and movements
of her hips delivering on the promise of her earlier gyrations.

For Barbie, there were many levels of satisfaction.  She was fucking
her sister's lover; the sensations were extremely pleasant; she was
warm, close and loved; and she was doing something only older people
were supposed to do.  There's also something about doing something
"nasty" that had a definite attraction for Barbie.  In the end, her
goal was to have what Summer wanted.  She wanted to satisfy Ben.
Since cumming was the way a man got satisfaction, Barbie wanted his
cum -- in her, on her, anywhere.  She would have done anything to
reach that goal, but Ben made it easy.  He loved to fuck, or suck, or
whatever, so all she had to do was be a little sex object and he
would naturally erupt in short order.

Ben didn't let her down.  It took disappointingly few strokes for him
to reach the point of no return, but his eyes were forced shut by the
intensity of his ejaculation as he fought both the urge to cum and
the urge to ram his cock into her up to the hilt.  Managing to remain
almost still, his cock shot cum into her vagina repeatedly until the
orgasm finally faded.  Barbie felt the cum squirting and, while he
lay still, slowly pumped her hips to milk the cock of every drop.

Withdrawing his cock, cum oozed out of her hairless slit, down the
crack of her butt cheeks and onto the bed as he stared.  As he
lowered his head for a better look, she spread her legs still wider
and lifted her hips up, inviting him to watch, or touch, or just know
that she had his cum in her.  Unable to resist the urge, he bent down
still further and accepted the invitation, choosing to lick the cum
from between her legs.  Gently sucking, he received a glop of sperm
on his tongue that he swallowed and proceeded to lick until long
after there was no more cum.  Barbie lay back and gently held his
head to her cunt as she enjoyed the licking as much or more than the
fucking.

When Ben finally lifted his head, it was his face that had cum on it
for a change.  She rose and walked to the door, pausing momentarily
to turn and smile.  As she walked out the door, Ben looked down at
the cum stain on the bed.  The whole thing was so unbelievable that
if he hadn't been wide awake, he might have thought it was a wet
dream.

This sibling rivalry was so obvious that it was embarrassing to Ben.
When Summer would wear a miniskirt and a halter top, so would Barbie.
When Summer wore makeup, so did Barbie.  When Summer would sit near
Ben, so would Barbie.  Summer's every action would be echoed in a
childish rendition as Barbie did everything she could to stay even
with her sister.  For Ben, however, the feelings of attraction were
different for each of them.

For Summer, although she was still quite young, he felt attractions
that were the same as for any woman.  As a young woman, Summer was
quite attractive and her figure was, er, developing in the right
direction.  For Barbie, there was the attraction of the forbidden,
the notion that he was doing something that was not just
inappropriate, but illegal.  Secretly, he harbored a desire to keep
things as they were; perhaps even to increase his activities.  One
thing he seemed sure of was that, although Barbie was competing with
her sister, she was also keeping their private interactions to
herself.  She never told her sister of her late night visit or of
others since that time.

He worried about getting caught when the two girls might come to him
at the same time, not because of fear of Summer's turning him over to
the police, but rather that he might lose her affections which he
valued.  To keep the sisters from running into each other in his
bedroom, he began to take them outside of the house for hanky-panky.

Summer was busy with chores one morning so he got into his pickup and
asked if Barbie wanted to ride along to see some of the ranch.  She
scooted next to him in the seat, mostly to spite Summer who she knew
would be watching.  Driving down the road, he put his hand on her
thigh and rubbed the smooth skin, moving his hand under her skirt.

"You aren't wearing underwear!"  he exclaimed.  She parted her legs
further to emphasize her lack of underwear and make his explorations
easier.

"Do you mind?"  she asked coyly.

He just looked down at her angelic face and smiled as he shook his
head, more out of amazement at her brazenness as to say that he
didn't mind.

Barbie turned towards him slightly and placed her right hand on his
crotch where she encountered his cock, beginning to become erect, and
started to rub slowly.  He felt his face become flushed as he moved
is hips in rhythm to her stroking.  Meanwhile, he looked for the
secluded place that he had in mind before he ever left the ranch
house.

Turning onto a small one lane dirt road, he drove for a short time
before pulling over under a tree.  Barbie understood the reason for
the stop and busily used both hands to undo his belt and unzip his
pants.  Ben's cock popped out and he nearly swooned as he felt first
her small hands firmly grasping and stroking and then her warm moist
mouth closing over the head.

While Barbie was occupied with his cock, he reached over her and
began to stroke her between the legs and she lifted her right knee to
give him better access.  The feel of the smooth hairless pussy
together with the exquisite attention of Barbie's hand and mouth soon
brought him near climax.

Barbie briefly lifted her head off of his cock while she continued
the stroking with both hands.  "Are you gonna cum now?"  she asked.

Ben was breathing deeply and only a few strokes from cumming so his
response was simply to put his hand on the back of her head and guide
her back down to his cock.  He wanted to cum in her mouth; to know
that his cum slid down this preteens throat and into her stomach, and
as he was thinking this, he started cumming.

Barbie understood the nonverbal message as he gently held her head in
place.  Ben shot a powerful stream of cum that followed her soft
palate into her throat where she swallowed it reflexively.  Holding
the rest of his cum in her mouth as she stroked persistently, her
mouth became so full that there was barely room for the head of his
cock.

When his contractions ceased and the flow of cum subsided, she
carefully lifted her mouth off of his cock, turned her head upwards,
and opened her mouth wide to show that she had a mouthful.  She then
closed her lips and swallowed the cum load in two gulps before she
again opened her mouth to show him that there was no more remaining.

He zipped his pants and smiled at her before they drove back to the
ranch house.  Barbie flaunted the fact that she had been alone with
Ben to Summer, but as far as he could tell, did not reveal the
specifics of their "ride in the country."

At any rate, Summer accepted an offer from Ben to learn to drive the
truck.  His intention, however, was to get her away from the house
and he was successful there, but things didn't turn out exactly as he
had planned.  At least, not at first.

Ben got Summer into the truck and she, like Barbie, immediately
scooted over to sit right next to him.  As they started driving, he
was giving her instruction on the various steps in driving: starting
the vehicle, the brake, accelerator, signals, etc.  Summer gave no
indication of interest in sexual activity, so he continued with the
lesson.

He pulled off to the side of the road and put the vehicle in park and
turned the engine off.  Summer looked at him for a moment before
asking, "Are you gonna move so I can sit there?"

His heart wasn't the only thing that sank, but he used another ploy
first that he thought might gain her interest.  He asked her to first
sit on his lap to get used to the steering.  She crawled into his lap
and her head came to about his chin.  Like a pro, she started the
truck and put it into drive.  With her sitting on his lap, this was a
pleasant experience even without sex.

He gently pressed on the accelerator as she started to pull onto the
road.  With his hands free, he couldn't resist the temptation to
place his arms around her.  Not wishing to offend her in case she was
not interested, he simply locked his hands in front of her waist and
loosely held her in his lap.

Her weight, although she was not heavy, was pressing on his cock
which wanted to be free, but was tightly restricted.  Nonetheless, he
resisted the urge to lift her up and straighten out his "would-be"
growing phallus.

Her attention was entirely focused on driving.  Despite the
closeness, he was beginning to regret that he had ever suggested
teaching her driving.  All he was doing was -- teaching her to drive!
But at least she was an attentive student and very bright.

She had done well with steering on the open road, but it was time to
teach her to turn.  The only road was the same two lane dirt road
that he had driven with Barbie, but he had her put the blinker on and
showed her how to brake for a turn.  At first, the turn was slightly
wide, but she finally compensated before the truck wound up in the
brush by the side of the dirt road.

"Well," commented Ben, "You've got us this far, now you'll have to
turn us around."

"Have I done Ok?"  asked Summer, still not taking her eyes off the
road.

"Great, darlin'.  For your first time, I'm really impressed."  And he
was.  It just wasn't how he had expected to be impressed.

She pulled the car off under a large shade tree (was it the same tree
used by him and Barbie?) and put it into park.  Reaching her arms
above her head, she gently pulled his head down and gave him a kiss
on the cheek.  She whispered in his ear, "I've had enough driving for
one day.  I'll bet you're getting really uncomfortable with me
sitting on your lap."

With that, she kept her arms around his neck and wriggled her hips
slowly and seductively.  He unlocked his hands and raised them to her
breasts.  Her hands remained around his neck and he began kissing her
on the neck.  Her writhing continued as his cock was beginning to
conspicuously swell within his tight jeans.

She slid over to the right and began to undress unhurriedly,
carefully placing her clothes on the seat to her right.  She wore no
bra or panties, so the undressing did not take long however.  When
she was totally naked, she unbuttoned Ben's shirt and peeled it off
his back.  She then undid his pants and slid them down to his knees
exposing his rising cock.

He had expected her to sit on is lap facing him but instead she
returned to the position she assumed when she was driving.  His cock
fit easily between her legs and she grasped it and gently moved it
around.

"Let's see," she said, "this is first gear, this is second..."

She began massaging it up and down as she said, "...and this is
overdrive."

She teased him a while longer by pressing the top of his cock against
her lower abdomen and rubbing the underside with her hand while
tilting her pelvis and rubbing her hairless pubis against the base.
Ben, meanwhile, had his hands around her chest and gently cupped and
massaged her small button-breasts as he humped between her thighs in
rhythm with her pelvic movements.

Just as Ben was beginning to feel that he might cum, Summer lifted up
and sat on his cock, guiding it firmly with her hand.  With a few
tentative up and down movements, the cock finally slid into the tight
passage between her cuntlips.  Summer placed her feet on the seat on
either side of Ben's thighs to assist with movements and then held
the steering wheel as she continued to move up and down.

"Now, this is the way to learn to drive!"  she said as she began to
grunt with each thrust.  She let go of the steering wheel and leaned
back against his naked chest.  Ben replaced his hands around her
budding breasts and used his arms to lift and lower her on his cock,
more and more forcibly.

Summer leaned her head back onto his shoulder and asked, as he was
approaching orgasm, "Can we drive back to the ranch like this?"

Ben was unable to answer.  At just that moment, he began to shoot cum
into her tight pussy with what felt like incredible force.  Summer
felt his cum and her vagina began to contract in rhythmic spasms
uncontrollably while she made low sounds in her throat.

Soon they sat there quietly, breathing heavily, as Summer relaxed
totally in his arms.  Ben reached between her legs and felt her
clitoris, still erect, and behind that his cock buried almost up to
the hilt between the hairless lips.  As his cock softened slightly,
he could feel the cum oozing around his phallus and dripping between
his legs and onto the seat of the truck.  Fortunately, the truck
seats were made of vinyl.

Summer turned her head and met his mouth with hers as she kissed him
on the lips.  Summer was flushed and weak as she lifted herself off
of his cock.  A gush of cum followed his cock and landed in his pubic
hair, flowing between his legs.

She practically fell onto her back in exhaustion with her left leg
near his right shoulder and her right foot resting on his left thigh.
With her legs spread, he could see even more cum beginning to ooze
from between the now mostly closed pussy lips.  He helped her move a
little more towards the passenger side, still lying on her back, and
proceeded to lean over to lick and suck her cum-slick labia.  Despite
having just experienced what was perhaps the best orgasm she had ever
felt, she had another, and another as his mouth and tongue licked,
sucked and prodded her violated and cum-filled vagina.

It took a while, but they finally got dressed and returned to the
ranch house.

Summer leaned against him and slept on the way back.

Upon reaching the ranch house, the ranch hands were all standing
around the gate.  A sheriff's car was parked in front.  With some
apprehension, Ben awakened Summer and told her to scoot over to the
passenger side of the truck.  No sooner had he parked behind the
sheriff's car than the door to the house opened.

Cory and Barbie came out first.  Cory's head was hanging low and
Barbie was crying.  A lanky sheriff came out next.  Finally, a man
stepped out from the shadows and met Ben's eyes.  The man was dressed
shabbily and wore a tattered cowboy hat, but there was no mistaking
his identity.  It was Bob, the step-father of the three children.
Dawn, their mother, was nowhere to be seen.

Ben stepped out from the truck and walked towards the sheriff.
Barbie ran towards him and grabbed him around the hips crying, "Don't
let him take me!  I don't want to go!"

"What's this all about, officer," inquired Ben, although he knew full
well what was happening.

"Their father," said the officer pointing at the children, "has come
to take them home.  He and their mother gained custody a while back. 
You knew that, didn't you?"

"Hell, no," lied Ben.  "When did this happen?"  he asked in order to
substantiate his feigned ignorance.

"Well, from what I gather, it was just about the time they came to
live with you," replied the officer.

The game of cat and mouse continued for a while as Summer slowly
exited the truck.  The officer handed Ben the papers and Ben
pretended to read them, but eventually, he had no option but to let
them go with their step-father.

Ben was hardly listening to the officer's implied threats should the
children return to the ranch.  He was watching Bob load their
belongings into his truck.  The children all looked at him as they
got in and even through the rear window of the truck as they drove
off.

After the sheriff left, everything was quiet.  Ben spent the rest of
the day contemplating and remembering.  He had done some things that,
if the sheriff had known, he would have arrested Ben on the spot.
His grief was mixed with relief.  But the final emotion that he was
left with was concern; about the welfare of the children.  Maybe he
hadn't been what they needed, but their step-father was bound to be
worse.

Life would never be the same for any of them.


                       End of Summer Collection

Rider in the Sky <Rider@nym.alias.net>

