Author: EXPLORER
Title: Edward's Children
Summary: Edward's encounters with the 7 year old daughter of a friend awakens his earliest memories of sexual awareness and triggers his desire to explore sexual relations with pre-teen and pre-school girls.  In the years that followed, he explored his sexuality with many special girls of all ages.
Story codes: MF Mf Mg ped / pedo pre-teen pre-school inc oral anal ws

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


Chapter 12 MEETING KATY'S MOM

I dozed off and woke at about 8am.  Sarah's flight was due in at 12.50pm. I got up showered and set the breakfast table.  I could hear the girls running around and giggling in Amy's room.  Then there was a knock on the patio door.  It was Susan.  She was wearing a bikini with a wrap around her waist.  I invited her in for coffee and some breakfast.  We had casual conversation which she kept steering towards my situation with Pam.  I told her we were as good as divorced.  Suddenly Amy's door burst open and a naked Katy ran out chased by a naked Amy.  The two of them chased round oblivious to our presence and oblivious to their nakedness.  "Girls, get some clothes on," I shouted.  "They're only little girls, let them play.  Katy's always running around with no clothes on," she said.  "Oh, I'm sorry...perhaps with you having no partner it bothers you," she said.  "Well, it doesn't help," I said, like I was a single male who'd not had his rocks off since his wife left.  "It must be difficult for a single person in an expat environment," she said, "How do you manage?" "I have a loyal right hand," I replied.  She laughed, "Oh, I'm sorry, forgive me I didn't mean to probe," she said.

By this time the girls were wrestling on the floor and it was difficult for me to keep my eyes off them or hide the bulge in my shorts.  She put her hand on my thigh, causing my dick to visibly jump.  "You need someone to help you relax," she said looking right through to the back of my eye sockets.  "Do you know anybody whose available?" I asked.  She slid her hand a little higher up my thigh bringing it frighteningly close to my meat. "I do a pretty good massage.  That might help" she said.  "That would be great," I replied.  "Why don't we get these girls into their swim suits and they can play at the pool?" she said.

She picked up the naked toddlers, "Come on girls, let's get you dressed. Eddie, help me," she said.  Tuti was in the bathroom.  "You dress Katy and I'll dress Amy," she said to me.  A little odd I thought, why doesn't she dress her own daughter?  Unless she gets off on watching me paw her little girl.  I stood Katy in front of me and knelt down to dress her in her little swim suit.  I could see Susan watching me.  I slipped her into her one piece suit then ran my finger inside the material at the crotch of her suit as if pulling it into place but making sure my fingers touched her bare pussy flesh.  I ran up and down a few times getting a good feel of her little pussy.  I looked at Susan and she looked at me.  That look told us both that I had done it on purpose, I saw her see me do it, I knew she saw me do it and she knew that I knew she saw me do it and she knew I did it on purpose.  One look and so much communication.

Tuti was out of the bathroom and eating breakfast.  The two toddlers skipped out to join her.  The sight of me fondling her daughter obviously pushed Susan over the edge.  Like a rabbit caught in the headlights she came to me.  "Have you got a banana in your pocket?" she asked poking the bulge in my shorts.  "Like you said, it's difficult being single," I replied.  With unsaid words we knew what was coming and leaning into each other, mouths open we were wrestling tongues.  I had my hands inside the back of her swim suit squeezing her but cheeks pulling her crotch into my steel hard pole.  "Was it my little girl that made that banana so hard?" she whispered.  "The question is can momma make it soft?" I replied.  Unwilling to untangle our bodies, we sort of hobbled together to the door and locked it before falling in the bed, she tearing at my shorts and her bikini, deperate to get my meat inside her.  She climbed onto my pole and groaned as she impaled me inside her sopping wet pussy.  She came almost immediately, grasping her face to muffle her screams.  The thought of her getting wet on me fondling her little girl was enough to send me over the edge and I soon followed, pumping my seed deep inside her cunt.  It was all over in less than two minutes.  She recovered and quickly pulled on her bikini and warp leaving me laying on the bed, my meat steaming.  "Everything OK girls?" I heard her shout.  I was in a state of shock, everything happened so quickly.

Somewhat dazed I pulled myself together and got myself to the ensuite and cleaned myself up.  I came out to find them all sat round the breakfast table.  "Can I get you some coffee?" Susan asked.  "Thanks," I replied and took a seat next to her.  She leaned into my ear, "Thanks!  That was awesome!" she said.  "Indeed," I replied.  As the girls chattered over breakfast Susan's bare feet started playing footsy with mine under the table.  "What have you got planned for today?" she asked.  "We've got to pick Sarah up from the airport at 12.50," I told her.  I could see her thinking.  "OK girls, go and play by the pool," she ordered.  The girls skipped out to play.

"Can I use your bathroom, I'm a little sticky down here?" she asked cupping her crotch.  "Of course, anything I can do to help?" I asked winking at her.  "Well as you made the mess, the least you could do is help me clear it up," she said laughing.  Taking my hand she led me into the bathroom, and locked the bedroom door.  Without saying a word, somehow knowing each others' minds, we stripped and climbed into the shower.  Susan was quite petite, small tits and a box covered in bushy brown hair.  We washed each other and kissed again in silence just playing with each others' body.  She was still up for it, mewing and moaning as I fingered her cunt.  My dick was still limp but it was pleasant.  "So is it just my daughter you feel up or is it every little girl?" she asked.  "Just your daughter," I replied laughing as if joking.  I could see the hunger for dirty talk in her eyes, she wanted turning on and she liked talking about her daughter being groped.  "Why pick on my daughter?" she asked.  "Because she told me all about uncle Arthur," I revealed.  She visibly fell back in shock.  "It's all right your
secret's safe with me," I told her plunging my fingers deeper into her sopping cunt.  "What did Katy tell you, how did she, did you?" she stuttered.  "Calm down, there's nothing to worry about.  I promised Katy I wouldn't tell you but I'll tell you if you promise not to scold her," I said.  "I promise," she replied.

I explained . .  "I put the girls to bed and I peeked in on them a half hour later and Katy had her head between Tuti's legs and Tuti was licking Amy.  I was worried about Katy as I was supposed to be looking after her, so when they finished I called her out to tell her she shouldn't do that and she told me a few secrets." "What did she tell you?" she asked.  "She told me about uncle Arthur and how you and Shaun like to watch her have sex," I replied.  Susan went bright red with embarrassment.  I took her face in my hands and kissed her lips.  "Would you like to watch me rub Katy's little pussy?" I asked.  Mesmerised at the thought, she said "Yes." My dick had now recovered and was standing erect.  I turned her round to face the wall and gripping my shaft I slid my knob end up and down her crack.  She whimpered as it past over her sensitive holes.  Sliding up her love tube I whispered in her ear, "Tell me what you'd like to see me do to Katy." She groaned at the thought, her fingers outstretched on shower wall, the legs splayed my dick pumping into her I whispered again, "Tell me!" "I want to watch you licking her little pussy whilst you pump my cunt with your hot meat," she replied.  I banged into her arse, "Can you picture me licking her little pussy and fingering her tiny hole?" I whispered.  "Yes, " she groaned.  "What else?" I asked.  "I want to watch her suck your dick and see you shoot into her mouth," she replied.  "Can you see my sponk running down her chin?" I taunted.  That drove her over the edge and she screamed out as her orgasm exploded.  "Yes!, Yes!  Yes!" she shouted on each stroke of my dick up her tube.  Reaching under herself with on hand she cupped my scrotum, "fuck me, fill me with sponk," she screamed.  I complied, shooting the second load of the morning up her tube.

Both finished, we stood there in silence other than our panting for breath.  My knees spasmed from being half bent for so long, I stood up straight, my dick sliding from her hole.  Goo dripped from her and ran down her leg before the shower water caught it and washed it away.  I turned her to me and kissed her lips.  "That was the best fuck I've had in a long time!" she said.  "Better than uncle Arthur?" I asked.  She slapped my arm giggling.  We stepped out of the shower and got dressed.  Again there was a lot of silence.  I know my mind was racing, I suppose her mind was racing also.  I made us some coffee and we sat on the sofa.  She leant into me, put her arm around my chest and snuggled into my side.  We finished our coffee.  "I better get back," she said, "Can I call you?" she asked.  "Sure you can, you'll catch me easier at the office" I said and gave her my works number.  She left giving me a smile and a little wave.  I think both of us had a lot to think about.

I cleaned up in Sarah's apartment, making sure to remove any evidence of past events and called the girls in for an early lunch before our trip the pick Sarah up from the airport.  Katy was still with them and pulled up a chair like she was part of the team.  Her swim suit was pulled up tight into her crack as she swung her legs which dangled over the chair.  I wondered whether I would get another chance with her and speculated on what we could get up to.  I thought to myself - a threesome with her mom would be nice, I wasn't keen on the voyeur dad idea but if it was part of the package, it might have to be.  "Can Katy come with us to the airport?" asked Amy breaking my thoughts.  "You'll need to get permission from your mom, if you want to come run over and ask your mom," I told Katy.  Katy skipped off and I packed the girl's off to Katy's room to get changed.  Minutes later the phone rang.  "Hi Eddie, it's Susan, Katy's asking if she can go to the airport with you, is she burdening herself on you?" she asked.  "Not at all, I've got two, one more makes no difference and the girls are having so much fun together," I replied.  "Indeed, they seem very close, I am still Getting my head around the scene of the three of them in bed together," she whispered.  "Maybe we can arrange another sleep over and you can watch," I suggested.  "Ugh," she groaned.  "Are you OK?" I asked.  "Yes, sorry, the thought of that just sent shivers through me, I'll be good for nothing all day now just thinking about it!" she giggled.  "I'd love to come and help you out but I don't think I be free," I said.  "We'll make a plan when you are free," she said.  I put the phone down, my dick now rigid at the thoughts of Susan fingering herself whilst thinking about her daughter playing sex games.

Katy arrived and we drove to the airport.  The three girls in the back of the car, Tuti in the middle playing mother trying to keep order with the two imps either side.  Sarah's plane arrive on time, she looked tired.  On the drive back she detailed the harrowing time she'd had.  And dropped the bombshell.  "George's decided he can't leave his invalid mother by herself and has resigned his job her in Jakarta.  The company has given him special permission to resign here without returning and have sorted him out something in UK.  There's no way I'm, living with him and his mother, so I've told him I want a divorce," she explained whispering parts so that Amy wouldn't hear.  "What do you plan to do?" I asked.  "I want to stay here, but as you know, my residence permit is dependant on him working here.  I've asked the company if they've anything they can offer me.  Failing that, I've got two weeks before my permit expires," she replied.  My mind was racing.  What does she expect me to say?  Does she expect me to propose we get together?  She knows I'm still married to Pam, she doesn't know I already have a second wife.  Maybe I could marry her like I married Tuti and that way she could get a residence permit.  Do I want to be married to her or for that matter anybody?  - What a mess!  "I'm sorry this must be horrible for you.  I'm not sure what I can do to help but you know I'll do Anything I can," I said reassuringly as I squeezed her hand.  "Thanks, it makes so much difference knowing that you're here for me," she replied.

We got back to her place and unpacked her stuff, the girls all helping. I made her a sandwich and we sat on the porch with a bottle of wine.  "I've missed you," she said, squeezing my hand.  "I hope you've been a good boy whilst I've been away or if you haven't I want to know all the gory details," she said with a big grin.  "Well actually I do have something I can tell you," I said, "We stayed here last night and Katy stayed over.  I put them to bed, all three of them in Amy's bed.  I checked on them an hour later and was shocked at what I saw them doing with each other," I told her. Her eyes widened, she looked like she was going to start drooling.  She cupped her crotch over her dress like something was about to fall out. "What were they doing?" she asked, excitement in her voice as she dug deep with her finger searching for a pleasure zone.  "I thought I'd save the story for later," I replied.  Turning her chair to face me, with her back to the gardens and other residents at the pool, she slipped her hand under her dress.

"Tell me what they did?" she asked excitedly.  "What's your hand doing under that dress?" I asked.  She drew her dress up her legs to expose her hand inside her knickers fingering her slit.  "Tell me," she said impatiently as she slowly slid her fingers in and out of her wet hole.  "Tuti was laying on her back, Katy was between her legs licking her pussy and Amy was sat on the face with Tuti's tongue up her little hole," I told her.  "Ugh," she gasped as she squeezed her legs together to increase the intensity of the pleasure pulse.  "Tell me what Amy looked like," she asked as she slid her fingers deep into her hole.  I knew she liked getting off in public, but how much was she turned on by the thoughts of her daughter getting off, I wondered.  "Amy was sat facing down Tuti's body, she was leaning forward squeezing Tuti's tits, she was wriggling like she was trying to et Tuti's tongue deeper in her hole," I told her.  "Oh that's so erotic, did she climax?" she asked.  "I heard Tuti cum but I don't know if Amy reached a climax," I told her.  "What did you do, did you join in," she asked, her tone of voice betraying her excitement.  "I was so turned on watching them, I squeezed my dick and came in my pants," I replied.

Sarah bent forward as pleasure wracked her body, her juice running down soaking her dress and dripping onto the floor.  I ran my bare foot up her leg and inner thigh dipping my toes in the goo.  Muffling the scream from her mouth emitting a sort of grunting noise she climaxed.  Squeezing my foot between her wet thighs.  "That was unreal," she said.  Gripping my hand, "come," she said as she led me to the bedroom.  "I need your dick up my arse," she whispered as she climbed onto the bed on all fours.  I placed my knob at her back door and pushed but it was sliding all over the place. Holding my knob end at her hole I pushed again and squeezed past her sphincter, it clamping down just behind the rim.  She groaned as my meat slid into her rectum.  Her sphincter gripping like a vice as I slid in and out of the warm wet depths of her colon.  I could feel the soft wet warmth of walls of her rectum washing my dick with its sticky goo.  "Fuck my arse deep, please deeper, bang me" she asked as I pumped into her rectum my balls slapping at her pussy.  I let out a deep groan as my balls expelled their contents into her colon.  She screamed as she felt the holt milk shoot up her arse.  The sight of my shaft glistening wet as it slid out and then in to deposit more of it's load deep up her arse was delicious.  Exhausted in fell back on my heels, my hot wet steaming dick sliding out of arse leaving a trail of sponk running down to her cunt hole.  She fell to onside, panting for breath.

I got up and came back with a cold drink.  She was still laying on the bed, the dildo was steaming on the side table.  "I would have loved to have seen that," she said.  "It was an awesome sight," I replied.  "I wonder who instigated it.  your Amy is a live wire, but that Katy is also a little minx," I said.  "What about Tuti?" she asked.  "No, Tuti's not a leader, she's very shy and spends all her time trying to keep the girls in check," I replied.  "I wouldn't be surprised if Katy was the ring leader.  I know her mom is quite liberated," she said.  "How do you know?" I asked.  "Just thing's she's said, she did come on to me some time back, we're always flirting.  I quite fancied the idea but I thought it was a bit close to home with us both living in the same complex so I left it at flirting.  Now that I'm leaving the country maybe I should try her," she said giggling.  "Only if I can watch!" I responded laughing.  We had a few more drinks on her patio until early evening when I left with Tuti.  I was happy to have an evening alone with Tuti and she was very happy.  Since our 'marriage' she'd changed.  She had become much more protective towards me and more loving and she'd become more liberated in her attitude towards sex.  She viewed her primary sexual role as pleasing me but also she was more proactive in asking for something she wanted.

After a quiet meal and glass of wine Tuti and I snuggled together on the sofa watching TV.  "I have a confession to make," I said.  "What is it?" she asked looking anxious.  "Last night, after you went to bed, I looked through the door to check on you and I saw you three girls having sex with each other," I replied.  She put her hand to her mouth and went red in shock and embarrassment.  I cupped her little face and kissed her forehead. "It's alright sweetie, it's my fault I should have knocked.  You didn't do anything wrong," I said reassuringly stroking her cheek and kissing her forehead.  "It was that Amy's fault, she's so naughty," she said trying to pass on the blame.  "Sweetie, it's nobody's fault, I told you there's nothing to be ashamed of, as long as nobody has to do anything they don't like to do, you are doing nothing wrong and it's natural for Amy and all little girls to want to explore and discover little secrets.  And, sweetie, I have to confess that I liked watching you, it made me feel all tingly Watching you play sex games with each other," I told her. 

We sat I silence for a minute whilst we replayed events in our head, she no doubt wondering how much I had seen.  "Did you explain orgasm to Amy?" I asked.  "That's how it started," she replied, "Amy wanting to know what an orgasm felt like. They told me a boy called Robert had been putting his willie inside them trying to get an orgasm but they couldn't do it and they kept pestering me to show them.  I tried showing them by rubbing and licking them but they couldn't get an orgasm and it made me feel like one.  So Katy and Amy licked me so they could see what having an orgasm looked like," she explained.  "That's perfectly fine sweetie.  Little girls can do whatever they like with each other.  I'm not sure about it's a good idea for them to have sex with a boy, but it's good that they should try on each other and good that you should help them," I told her.  "What did you mean when you said you liked watching?" she asked.  "It's called erotic sweetie, something that you see that makes you feel like sex, does it upset you that I watched?" I asked.  "No, of course not, nothing you do could upset me, I love you," she said hugging into my side.  "Would you let me watch you if it happened again," I asked her.  "Of course, I would, I like making you feel like sex, it makes me feel like I have pleased you" she replied. "Next time Amy comes to play, I'll have sex with her and you can watch, she
won't mind," she promised.

The possibilities raced through my head and down to my dick which rose to the occasion.  The bulge in my shorts was not lost on Tuti who ran her finger along it's length.  "See sweetie, just talking about you having sex with Amy has got me aroused," I said.  Undoing my belt she freed my turgid meat from it's confines and lowered her head onto it until my knob end hit the back of her throat.  "Oooh that feels so good sweetie, suck daddy's cock," I told her as her sweet little mouth slid up and down my pole.  With one hand round my balls, the other wanking my shaft she gobbled away on my meat with surprising but delightful enthusiasm.  It was really delightful, having emptied my sac twice already that day I was able to lay back and enjoy it without worrying about coming too soon.  I was just a little concerned because I felt sure that Tuti would expect some service and I was sure this would be my last download of the day, after this my balls would be drained.  I slid my hand across her luscious twelve year old globes and under her dress, sliding into her panties until my finger found the warm wet heat of her love hole.  She whimpered as I tickled her entrance.  She was dripping wet and she'd been such a good girl she deserved all the pleasure I could give her.  No matter how much I wanted to squirt my goo down her little pink throat and disregarding the dangers of shagging her after she'd messed up her birth pill routine, she deserved whatever she wanted.  I lifted her head up, her eyes looked at me questioningly like she was disappointed she hadn't pleased me.  "That feels so lovely sweetie but what I want is to watch you have an orgasm, I want you to tell me what you like best so I can do it for you and watch you," I told her.  She thought for a while, "I like it when you look into my eyes whilst you are sliding in and out of me and you kiss me and tell me you love me," she replied.  "Do you like me to be on top or you to be on top?" I asked.  "I like you on top best, but I can't see your face because your so tall and I want to kiss you, so it's best if I'm on top," she replied.

I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.  I undressed her and lay her on the bed.  Her hormones had already worked their magic on her twelve year old body and she had all the erotic curves of a young teenager.  In also noted that the fur on her little pussy was rapidly turning to real pubic hair.  I slid up between her legs and gave her slit a long lick savouring the scents and flavours of a fully functioning twelve year old pussy.  Laying besides her I pulled her on top of me.  She grabbed my shaft and manoeuvred her little hole onto the head of my dick.  Being so wet and excited she slid onto my pole with consummate ease.  The feeling of her tight, warm, wet hole gripping my dick on all sides was bliss but that bliss was accentuated a hundred times as I looked at the pleasure on her face and felt her impatient lust.  Fondling her pert little titties whilst Looking deep into her dark brown eyes, "I love you so much sweetie, you are my little angel, I want to hold you in my arms and kiss your lips forever," I told her.  She leant forward and kissed me with extreme passion, her tongue sliding deep into my mouth.  Raising up she ground down on my meat until she found all her pleasure zones.  "Tell me what it feels like sweetie?" I asked.  "Oooh, it feels so good, everything tingles, my whole body tingles and I feel a deep tingle inside me that goes right up to the front of my head and makes me feel swimmy and dizzy," she explained.  "Tell me how I can make you feel better," I asked.  "When I'm all tingly and you put your finger on my bottom it makes me tingle more," she explained.  I slid my hand round and found her little rosebud.  It was hot and sticky from the juice pouring out of her young virile body.  I wriggled my digit at her back door; she whimpered.  "Does that feel good baby?" I asked. "Ughhhh yes," she replied in deep husky gasping voice.

Picking up the pace she shoved down on my pole, I could feel my knob end pushing at her cervix. "Ohhhhh yes, oh that feels so good," she gasped as her orgasm swept over her body.  "Oh, yes, more please more," she cried as a second wave swept through her.  I pushed up in time with her rhythm so that I banged harder up against her cervix and I shoved my finger into her rectum up to the first knuckle.  "Arghhhhh," she screamed, "Yes, yes, yes, yes," she screamed on each down stroke as a third orgasm wracked her tiny frame.  We were both lucky that this was my third shag of the day and I was more mesmerised by seeing her pleasure than the feelings in my groin.  Slowly coming down, she finally stopped and slumped forward, still impaled on my dick, my groin soaked in her juices.  She lay there panting, I could feel all her muscles relaxed.  Even her sphincter was soft on my finger.  I pumped into her wet hole, she moaned as my finger sunk into her rectum up to the second knuckle.  Pulling out of her I shot my load unseen up her back.  "That was awesome sweetie!" I told her.  "You make me feel so good, I love you so much," I said.  She kissed me lightly on the cheek, unable to speak, her hot breath panting into the side of my face.  I lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom and into the shower.  We both stood there hugging each other as the warm water washed over us.  She was so loving, she gave so much and asked for so little.  I determined then never to hurt her.  Washed and dried we slid into bed together.  She snuggled into my side and contented, she was asleep in seconds.

I woke up the next morning an Tuti was in the bathroom.  "Everything OK baby?" I shouted.  She came out looking sad.  "I'm sorry, my period started and I made a bit of a mess," she said.  I got up and hugged her, "Don't be silly, you have nothing to be sorry for.  Do you need any help?" I asked. "No, I'm fine," she replied.  Periods are a nuisance but it would be a hell of a bigger nuisance if they didn't have them.  We got up and got ourselves out to work like a normal married couple - bizarre but that's they we'd become.

I got a call mid-morning from Susan, and after some awkward small talk we agreed to meet for lunch.  We met at an outdoor restaurant, I'd arrived first and found us a table in the corner under a tree, a vain attempt to avoid prying eyes.  Susan arrived ten minutes later.  She looked quite pretty in a loose flowing summer dress.  I noted she wasn't wearing a bra, her tits bobbed up and down as she walk over to me and her nipples wee noticeably pronounced.  We drifted round casual conversation, I'd told her about Sarah and George leaving to return to the UK.  She continually steered the conversation towards probing my availability.  At a point in time, her probing got to the point that I had to start making some confessions or unbelievable lies so I told her I'd been having sex with Sarah since Pam left.  I probed her about her relationships with Shaun.  "Shaun just likes to watch," she said, "I knew when I married him that he liked to watch and that was fine with me because I also like to watch.  But after Katy was born, he didn't like to do it any more he only likes to watch and jack off.  I have ordinary needs and so I have had to find an outlet for those needs with another man, that was Arthur until he left a year ago. 

Yesterday was my first sex with a man in a year," she revealed. I wondered where Robert came into this, she either didn't class her shagging him as sex with a man or didn't want to reveal that she was shagging a ten year old.  "Have you told Sarah that we had sex together?" she asked.  "No, I haven't, I did think about it but I didn't wondered whether, as she is leaving, is it better just to leave it," I told her.  She agreed.  "That said, in terms of what I have told Sarah, I have to confess that I told her about the girl's and their little games in bed," I revealed.  She gasped, her eyes widened, a look of intrigue, excitement and fear on her face.  "What did she say?" she asked.  "She was curious, I think it excited her," I replied.  "What do you mean it excited her?" she probed.  "She wanted to know the details, she wanted me to describe in detail whether Amy got it off, what they did, how they did it," I told her. "Wow, I didn't realise," she said. 

I could see her mentally drooling at the possibilities.  "I have one more thing I can tell you," I told her and paused watching her eyes widen.  "Sarah also told me that she was attracted to you.  She wants to experiment with a female but was afraid to approach you and was afraid of the risk of getting caught with you both living in the same complex," I revealed.  Her eyes spun round in her head, searching for memories of events when Sarah might have come on to her, computing the possibilities of a liaison.  She was squirming in her seat as she pictured the possibilities and the thoughts sent tingles through her body.  "I'm sorry, forgive me" I said, "Maybe I shouldn't have told you." "No, no I was just thinking," she replied.  "I'm sorry," she said, "but I'm obviously starved of sexual satisfaction.  Just talking about it has caused a wet patch which is soaking through my dress!  I'll have to go to the ladies," she said.  "You don't fancy coming with me do you?" she asked with a broad smile on her face.  "Maybe we could drive somewhere," I suggested.

I threw some money on the table and we practically ran to the car.  She had my dick out and in her mouth before I'd gotten into second gear.  I found a secluded spot and we climbed onto the back seat.  It was that frenzied hungry tearing at clothes kind of sex.  She tore at her panties, pulled up her dress and impaled her on my dick letting out a deep hollow gasp as she sunk down.  She was wet, her juice was dripping down between my legs.  Sliding up and down my pole, "Tell me about the girls, what they did, describe it to me," she gasped as she ground down on my steel pole.  "Would you like to watch them playing?" I asked her.  Whispering in my ear whilst she wriggled her cunt on my meat to find the G spot, "Yes," she whimpered.  "Tell me what you'd like to see them doing," I asked her.  "I'd like to watch them exploring their little bodies, eating each others pussies," she whispered.  "What else?" I asked.  "I'd like to watch them  sucking your dick," she groaned.  "What else would you like to see me do? Tell me what you see in your head," I asked.  "You're pushing your dick into her pussy and filling her with sponk, finger fucking her little bottom. You shooting your juice over her face, ughhh, yes!" she panted as she came.  Grinding down and wriggling her hips, she moaned as she relished her orgasm.  I shot my load deep up against her cervix causing another yelp as she felt the hot fluid fill her hole. 

Both spent, we lay there panting for breath.  Her head on my shoulder panting for breath, "I love talking dirty," she gasped.  "Me too," I replied.  "It's only talk though, eh?" she asked in a troubled tone like she'd just realised she'd given me licence to rape her little girl and was now regretting it.  "Of course, I wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone let alone a little girl.  I do recognise the line between fantasy and reality," I told her.  She giggled.  My dick was still inside her and was now as limp as a rag doll.  She started to grind again like she wanted more.  Apologising for my inability, "I'm sorry but I think it'll take a few minutes for me to get my second wind," I said.  "No, I'm sorry, you've been great, it's just been so long," she replied.  She lent over and took some tissues out of her bag and quickly shoved the over her hole as she lifted off me, catching the white liquid contents before it emptied over me and the car seats.  As we got dressed and recovered our composure, I asked her about Sarah.  "What do you think about Sarah fancying you?" I asked.  "I'm glad you told me.  I'll drop in on her tonight with some excuse and a bottle of wine," she said.  "Have you had a relationship with another woman before?" I asked.  "Yes, twice," she replied, "I prefer men but I sometimes a woman can hit spots that a man can't find," she confessed.  I dropped her off at her car and returned to work.

Next day I got a call from Sarah.  "You wouldn't believe what happened last night!" she said.  "What happened?" I asked.  "Susan came round with a bottle of wine.  She said she'd heard we were leaving and wanted to say goodbye.  We drank her bottle and I got a bottle out, we were a little tiddly.  I told her about George and she told me that Shaun couldn't perform; I'm sorry but I told her I was shagging you; she said she'd had a couple of lesbian relationships.  We started talking about men and women and one thing led to another and we ended up having sex together," she told me.  "Wow, that's great, I wish I could have been there to watch or better still to be in the middle!" I said laughing.  "I knew you'd say that, she's coming back tonight for more," she replied.  "Maybe I could baby-sit the girls so you two could have a whole night together," I suggested.  "Great idea, I'll talk to her tonight," she said.  "I want all the details, with pictures," I told her.  She laughed calling me a pervert.

I got another call from Sarah the following day.  "She was incredible," she said, "We had such a great time, she wants to do everything and anything and we did just about that." "Wow, that's awesome, what does she like best?" I asked.  "She likes talking dirty and making up fantasies, she also likes to watch, and she also likes to play with kids.  She told me she's been shagging a ten year old boy and she's asked me if I'd like to try him," she said.  "Wow, she's really wild, what did you say?" I asked. "I told her I quite liked talking about it but I didn't think I could get it off with a ten year old boy," she said.  "We also spoke about the girls playing with each other and she nearly creamed on the spot," she added.  "She's coming back tonight," she said.  "I can't wait to hear the details," I told her.

Later that day I got a call from Susan.  "Hi, I wondered whether you'd heard from Sarah?" she asked.  "I have and she's told me how much she's enjoying your company," I said wryly.  "Yes, she's quite liberated, and we have so much in common," she replied.  "Like what?" I asked.  "Well for example, our first sexual experience was with our fathers,' she disclosed. "Well she certainly likes whatever you're getting up to and I think she wants more," I told her.  "I'm just sorry she's leaving the country when we've just found each other," she replied.

Tuti was still on her period, but we managed to find other ways to play. She would do anything for me but I could tell she found rear entry a little uncomfortable and she didn't much like a mouth full of goo.  She was such a  good girl and had so much going for her that it wasn't hard for me to satisfy myself in ways which also brought her pleasure.  We'd also discussed her games with her playmates several times.  She could see it turned me on and was pleased she'd found something she liked doing that made me happy.

On Thursday, I got a call from both Sarah and Susan with the same message, both very excited; Shaun was going out of town on an golf trip on Saturday and would be staying over-night.  Could I take the girls for a sleep-over at my place giving them some quality time together?  Could I?  You bet I could!  I drooled at the prospects of three little nymphets at my fingertips.  Tuti was excited at the news because she enjoyed little girl company and playing little girl games.  On the Friday evening we were cuddled on the sofa together when she broached the subject of the sleep-over.  "Eddie, when Amy and Katy sleep-over, do you want me to have sex with them?" she asked.  "Sweetie, I want you to do whatever you want to do, you shouldn't do anything just because you want to please me," I replied.  "I want to, I like it, it's fun but what about my period?" she asked.  "Is it still bad?" I asked.  "No it's not so bad today," she replied.  "Well we'll see tomorrow.  If you're still bleeding, you'll just have to keep your panties on and place your little coochie out of bounds," I said tickling her sides causing her to goggle and lighten the moment.

The next morning I woke to an empty bed, Tuti was I the bathroom.  "Are you OK sweetie?" I called.  She came out looking as sweet and innocent as ever, "I was just checking my period," she replied.  "How is it?" I asked. "I think it's finished, I'm going to take a bath now," she said.

I resisted the temptation to jump I the bath with her and shag her little ears off.  I wanted to save myself for opportunities which might present themselves later that day.  One way or another I was going to have my fun and I didn't feel to constrained about their mom's finding out.  I don't know whether Sarah and Susan expected but they'd be pretty naive if they thought I was just going to watch.




To be continued





