Babysitter {g-F Adol gcA Pedo CP}

   {Sorry about that, bad keystroke, anyway.  Apparent discontinuities are intentional.  For instance, disparities between narratives are because of differing PoV, or someone is obviously lying.  Now, this is another child abuse, and pornography story, again to shew mollestors for what they are, and how they think.  I in no way support, or endorse precocious sexualization, nor distributing explicit materials involving children.}

   Connie {gb Nude Urin Mg Moll}

   i met him in the park walking by hiself.  i was home scooled, but daddy
let me out now thet i was old enough, and i wasn't gonna run away, or
nothin.  so much nicern my real daddy he loves me, and i love him.

   anyways my dad aint always there, and i got bored.  theres dogs next
door both ways, but they no me now, and thers nothin out back.  No gate,
or nothin, but i kicked a couple boards lose, and can slip threw the
bottom sideways.

   theres trees back there, and a little trail to the park.  i dont make it
that far cus this boy runs up, and stops.  i get down cause i never talk to
nobody.  daddy says its safer ifn i dont.  i here this patering sound, and
then he zips up his pants, and sees me.

   "hey," he covers hiself thow his pants is shut, "you watching me?"

   "uhuh!" i get up thow i didint see nothing.

   "thats not fair," he runs up mad, and stops cus im biggern him.

   "sok," i smile down, "i kinda hafta go pee to."

   "so?" he still looks mad.

   "so you kin wach," i pull my skirt up, "and thats fair."

   He gets down cus i got to squat, and pull my panties out on my legs. 
That dont work cus i cant hold my legs together so i take em off.

   he looks real good.  his eyes are real big, and only move to keep them
between my legs.  "ah!" i let it go, and fall out of me.  i didnt have no
paper so i used my panties, and stuct them in my pocket.  this dress got
one in front.

   i grab his backpack, and stand up, and give it to him.  "thenks," he
looks sad.

   "you live around here?" i guess scool just got out.

   "uh huh?" i folo him, "wanna come over and play?"

   his mom, and dad work later then he got school, so they wasn't home.  i
hanged out, but didn't try nothing yet.  daddy talked about this with me,
and he taught me thet it's better to do nothing then risk getting caught.

   so we just played together.  he showed me his boy toys like robots, and
soldiers.  we played boy games like setting up the little green dolls for
the big carobot to stomp on.  then his mommy come home, and says its nice
thet im there, and ased if i wanna stay for dinner.

   his daddy brings it home a pizza, and i get ta meet them.  they ased if
i ever baby sit, cause im oldern him, and I say no cuz it's the truth.  i
just played the Babysitter game with Daddy.  i don't tell them that part. i
call daddy, and he talks me through it.

   "Yeah?" I hold the fone up with both hands.

   "hey, Daddy." i says.

   "Hey, sweetheart," mine jumps in my neck.  "I miss you."

   "i'm at a freind's house," i look up, "they want me to babysit."

   "Tonite?" I member how his breth smels.

   "no," I shake my head, "afterscool."

   "Wanna borrow a camera?" he chuckles.

   "Uhuh?" the quick one, "I think like five bucks." Miss Direchon, thats
what Daddy calls it.  his daddy smiles, and nods.  "Love you,"

   "bye." I put it on top of the phone, and tellem ill walk home.  i can't
do nothing that night anyways, and i dont want them knowing where we live.
Daddy says they don't care about a little girl.  they trust me cause I look
inosent, but always think about a grownup man living alone with a little
girl.

   "Hey, sweety!" burger bags, but I already ate.

   "hi Daddy!" i jump up, and he grabs me by the bottom.  He kisses me, and
sucks my tongue, and pets between my butt with his thumb.

   Babysitter (gb Pedo CP}

   "Connie?" i look down at him.

   he's little "yeah?" this was Daddy's idea, and i didn't know if i can do
it right.

   "Mommy says you never babysat before." hes cute, and smiling.

   "so?" how hard can it be?

   he smiles "she lets me stay up All Night!"

   like Daddy told me "i bet!" let them get away with anything and they
wont tell on me for nothing neither.  "she letcha runaround naked too?"

   he looks scared like i busted him "uhuh?"

   "cool!" i take my shirt off.  im not much oldern him, and i guess he
never seen a girl with her shirt off before.

   "here" i help him with his, and he shuts his mouth.  then i pull his
pants down and act like it dont mean nothing.  hes littler then that other
boy i played with that one time.

   anyways we was naked by then, and he was just looking at me.  down
between my legs like both my daddys liked to.  i don't miss Bobby.  he was
mean, and a bully, and he really liked to hurt you.

   i didnt wanna think about it.  "wanna touch me?"

   "yeah" he finly looked up.  his cheeks was real red, but he didnt have
no hard on yet.

   "wait." i step back "first you got to promise not to tell nobody about
this," just like Daddy tot me.

   "okay," hes looking back down again.

   "come here" i trusted him.  hes to small to hurt me right?  but he had
sharp little nails.

   "ow!" i jumped back again.

   "your not a virgin!" duh!  virgins dont know how to do this stuff.  hes
real young so how did he know how to tell a virgin?

   "wanna take a picture?" before i kin get him hard.  if i can get him
hard.

   "yeah!" i get the polaroid outa my bag, and show him how to use it.

   Kzzzt!  "i got to show you how to hide it so your parents dont find
out." i take him back to his room while it develops.  "unner the beds the
first place they look" i member "kenya reach that vent up there?"

   it's got a slot in it looks wide enough.  "idano?" i dont help him clime
up cause he got to be able to do it hiself.  i slap his ass while hes
climing up on the dresser.

   "ow!" he all most falls.

   "fair!" i pointed to the little pink scratch.  it never really started
bleeding, but it still herts.

   "sorry" he blushes.

   "Kzzzt!" his cute little buts in the air, and his bubble balls, and his
dincle hanging.  daddy says theres dinkles, and dicks.  he never made me
make that 'cock!' sound.

   "here," i show him the picture.  hey i seen lots of pictures of me naked
already.

   he looks at it a while, but im standing there naked and all.  "yup!" he
slips it in the vent.  hope he can get it back out.

   "cmere" I grab his sides, and pull him closer.  he still has to look up
at me, but at least hes not way down there and I can reach evrything.  I
let my hand around front where I can touch him.

   still not hard.  I hold him out "KzzzT!" wait for it to finish, and hold
him up "KzzzT!" he touches me and I feel a little stiffness starting. 
"KzzzT!"

   "uh!" I put my hand between my legs, and my fingers over his.  "like
this."

   "KzzzT" his little head rolls out.  "KzzzT!"

   "here," I givem the camra, and stand back.  I bend my knees, and spread
them.  he sits down on the dresser, and plays with hiself.  he dont even
have enough to make a fist, but i guess 1/2.  two fingers, and he dont even
move it up and down that much.

   "Kzzzt!" I reach down to pull myself open.

   "this is my clitty." I point.  Its really clityores, or something.

   "Kzzzt!" its hard, and sticking out a little.

   "an this is my hole." I lean way back, and push my hips out front so I 
dont fall over.

   he gets down "Kzk!"

   "outta pitures" I took it back.  he looked real disapointed.  "awe" I
reach down to touch him, and kiss his forehead.  i take the camera set it
down, and look over to see the last one exposed.

   it slowly develops, between my legs, fingers holding me open to see my
wrincles, and the little hardness inside.  "it's okay," I reach up, and
drop it in the vent, "we kin still play."

   Connie (MMMb Bukk Drag Kogl CP)

   Daddy likes the picters i tooked of the little boy.  he likes little 
boys and sometimes makes me dress up likem, or go babysit them with the 
camra.  hes got a VCR to, and a camra he plugs in it so we kin be on TV.

   he used ta have this other camra.  film and projecter but he tradded it
to Bobby daddy and that dark little asian boy for me.  its funny cause he 
didnt give him the stuff to develop the film so he has to mail it for Daddy 
to fix it, and we watch them.

   he got a new one, and fix it in his dark room he don't let me go in. 
its not a secret he toled me, but because its lite sensitive and i could
mess it up.  anyway when i get home from babysitting he sets up the
projecter, and lookat the new picters i tooked while i watch the movy.

   its that boy agin, and i dont know his name but i met him that night we
had a party and traded daddys.  this time he was all drest up, and made up
like a girl, but i member him, and i no hes really a boy.  anyway theres
like three men to.

   i no one, hes my daddy Bobby, and his cock looks the same as always. 
the makeup makes the boy look wite but he still got them squinty chinese
eyes.  he plays with all the dicks, and kisses them, and they tear his
pretty dress.

   "Uh," Daddys watching now, and i look down at him playing with hiself. i
pick it up, and pet it like he likes, and kiss it like the boy in the movy.
hes sweaty, and salty, but if i swish my spit around real good it taste
cleaner.

   he dont push it down my throte like bobby did, or does in the movys. 
hes doin it right now on the wall and the little boy coffs up the good
spit. "Glll!" i push it in deep, and try not to gag, and pull it out with
it sticky, and slimy like cum.

   "yeah," he pets my hair, "jus likeat, baby."

   "gll," agin almost swallowing it and now hes touching me, and licking
his fingers so they slip in.

   "hn," i pull him out to sigh, and he picks me up in his lap so i cen see
the movy.  the boys naked now, but the men dont care.  they still hard
takin turns fuckin his face, and touchin him, and jerking off.

   the camra come in close, and the boy spits it out.  it's spitting to,
and it splashes his face.  his makeups already messed up, and you cen see
how dark he is where it rubbed off his cheek.  "Uhn" he hold me down, and
twitches in my hand.  "HhHhHhHhH!"

   Babysitter {Mb/g pedo CP}

   i take him home to my house.  its closern his, and his parents aint home
anyways.  my Daddy is thow.  "Comeon," he waves us in, "kids."

   we got two stairs in front, and Daddy takes us down.  the den, i got
some dolls, and stuff lying around, but no toys for him.  he sits on the
sofa, but i go over to the chair, and turn on the TV.

   i no how to work the VCR, and the camera even.  i put in a tape, of me
an Daddy playing, and help him over to the couch with Daddy.  "You like
playing with my little girl?"

   he looks away guilty, "uhuh?" cud be a yes, or a no.

   "It's ok," Daddy hugs him, and i go over to the bookase.  kinda the
entertainment system its got shelfs, and drores.  its got a panel to, and i
open it to get the camra out.  the tape run out to blue, so i runned it
back, and stop it at the end.

   i pop it out, but its got lots left, so i slide it back in, and hook up
the camra.  [Rec> it starts, and shows what its seeing.  Daddys got him on
his lap now.  they still got there close on, and clothesed, but hes holding
him, and whispering in his ear.

   "You play with yourself," He dont ask, and he dont answer.  "Likeis?"
rubbing the front of his shorts.  i dont know if hes hard yet, its to
little to see.

   no wait.  he pinches something, two fingers, and the fabric "VIP!"s on
his fingernails.  "hn!" he hunches in His lap.

   "Yeah," i keep the view down, close to His hand.  both eyes open, and i
can see his face in the othern.  his eyes are closed, but hes smiling.

   back in the viewfinder, and the fabric slips down.  He catches his
underwear with His thumb, and pulls it down two.  biggern the little
dincle, and He slips a hand under his but.

   "Shhh," the shorts slip down his legs, and Daddy puts his fingers over
it.  still soft the thumb goes behind it, and rubs it between the fingers.

   "likeis," He kisses his cheek.  his eyes are up, looking at me, so i set
the camra on the VCR.  im real carefull not to put Daddys face in it, and
step in front to take off my close.

   behind me, i can see my but, and his face, His above frame.  turning
back, i spread my legs, bend my knees, and slip my panties down.  i touch
myself, right in front of him, getting hard in Daddys fingers.

   "Still to little to fuck her," he squirms in His lap, "Feelat?"

   "Uhuh?" i know what it is.

   "That's a real dick," He chuckles, "not a little dincle." He shifts him
over to His leg.  "Ever seen one?"

   he nods, "my daddy's."

   "Hard?" Zzip!

   "Uh uh," when he was peeing.

   "Wanna see it?" his eyes were already down, on It.

   "uh huh!" He took his little hand, and put it in His pants.  He don't
wear underwear, or even belts, and i could already see how big it bulged in
the camra.

   "YeahH!" his other fingers came in, undone his button, and spread them
open.  he couldnt even get his hand around It, thick with blood.

   "Uhn!" he pulled on it, and the skin rolled shut around the head.  i put
the camra on the coffee table, looking between His legs, and his, one
draped over His thigh.  "Hnh!"

   "HhHhHhH!" i looked up at Daddy, his eyes closed, and climbed up on his
other lap.  i kissed him, but he didnt open his eyes, or touch me.  "Here,"
He put his other hand on It.

   i touched myself, and turned around so i could see it on TV.

   Daddy picked him up, and put him in His lap.  i fell off to the side,
and looked back to make sure my face wasnt on TV.  he had his legs
together, between His, and wrapped around It.  Looked like his dick was
that big, and looking down the couch, I could see his.

   hard, but tiny.  puffed up on the stupid big dick, slipping down when
Daddy lifted his legs.  he grabbed It again, both hands, and barely going
all the way round.  "YhH!" Daddy hunched, "HhnhN!" it jumped out.

   white, and thick, it splatted wet on his legs.  "Ngh!"

   Lesly {MFg Saph CP}

   my new daddy called me Lesly not Connie, but thats okay.  jus tooked a
little bit to get useta is all.  anyway, hes married and his wife lets me
call her mommy.

   shes pretty, and toled me how pretty i am before she even tooked me
home. they cant have kids.  they toled me why, but i forget all them weird
words i dont even know howta spell.

   they got money tho, and my daddy said it was twenty thousand for me
since they didint have no kids to trade.  thats okay cause he had all them
boys to play with i brot home from babysitting.

   i set in mommys lap all the way to my new home, and she had boobs, and
everthing.  they was soft on my back, and we drove all night, and i guess i
fall asleep.  i woked up cause she was touching me.

   it was real dark in the car, but some lites shewn in the big front
window so i culd see there faces.  my new daddy kept looking down, and
mommy was lookin at me, and smiling.

   she didnt have no nails like ever other lady i new.  i mean she had
little ones, but the aint long or nothing and dont even stick out of her
fingers any.  shes rubbing my panty between my legs thow.  in the little
crack where my but come round front.

   i no its called a pussy and stuff, or thats what my daddys always called
it, but it dont got no fur like a pussy cat.  i always thot it was part of
my but the way it raps round, and got everthing in it.  "Mn!" i twitch a
little cause the fabric rubbed my clitty, and it almost hurt.  im real
sensytif there.

   anyways, they talked to me, and told me how they grew up together in
their small town.

   Mommy {Mb/g Wg Pedo Moll}

   "We're way out in the plains, where the farming's good, but there's not
much left to do.  I mean, I had brothers, and sisters, and cousins, and we
played together a lot when our moms were out, and we had uncle Harry.

   He wasn't my mom, or dad's brother, but both there cousins, I guess, but
with all that familly around, we just stuck to "Uncle." Anyways, he liked
to play with us kids, and he taught us new games, like Dr., and Mommys, and
Daddys.

   That was like house, but what mommies, and daddys really do at night,
when the kids go to bed.  I woke up sometimes cause they was making weird
noises, or I had to pee, and I peeked in.  Not really a surprise, we had
all kinds of animals.

   I'd seen what they did at night, dogs, and cats, and chickens, and
roosters, and goats, and horses, and cows, and birds, and everything,
really.  My dad took me out to the crops, and showed how even plants do it,
with there flowers, and mom in the gargen.

   It's nature, natural as soon as anything living is old enough, they get
together, and make more of them."

   "Uhuh?" she looked up, and nodded in my lap.

   "So," I went on, "Uncle Harry said we weren't old enough to do it yet,
but we could practice.  All the other grownups kept the big secret, though
it was all around us, but Harry showed us, and told us what it was really
about.  He showed us how to mastrubate," she looked up again, "Play with
yourself, like this." So warm, and soft in my arms, hands, and fingers. 
"Huh!, and the boys too, and taught us all mommys, and daddys, but played
doctor with us first.

   But you know all about those games," she just lay across my lap, "don't
you?" watching my eyes.

   "Yeah!" like duh!  "But I never played with women before."

   "Does that feel good?" not even a virgin, the scars even healed, like
she never even had a hymen.

   "Uh huh!" Only seven, if her father was to be believed, she'd gotten to
old for him.  "Nhn," she shifted in my lap, and spread her legs a little
more.

   "Anyways, uncle Harry got bored with me, and there was this familly next
door with lots of kids, and the other way, and all around.  Uncle hairy was
preferrential, he really only liked kids from his familly, until we started
growing up, and he taught all of us.

   It was my idea to teach the other kids, this was the Carter years, the
sixties, but out there, it wasn't like all the movies and news makes it
out. A lot of our men went to Vietnam, but I never seen a hippy the whole
time.  We're way out in the county, so nobody comes through there.  We had
the whole town to ourselves, and the grownups were busy, so we played sex.
Out in the feilds, and the barns, and by the creek, and everywhere,
really."

   She fell asleep in my lap, so I gently scooted her out, so I could get
my hand in beside her.  Real randy, we didn't have to pull over, but I
needed some release.  Coming up the west side of the Missippi valley, it
wasn't straight, or flat enough for my husband and I to have road sex,
especially crowded in here with her, and all our bags.

   "Daddy" {b-Mg-F pedo tran adol cons.  Mg Phil.}

   "Huh?" She woke up, and settled in darlin's lap.  "Oh," still passed out
from her orgasm, it'd been a long day, and I let them rest.

   "You feel better, sweetheart?" okay I touched her a little as soon as we
was out on the prairy, it was straight, and empty but the truckers this
time a nite.

   "Yeawh!" she yawns, and stretches cutely.

   "Wanna hear my story?" I rub her leg, and look back to make sure I'm
still between the lines.

   "Uh huh!" she sits up brightly.

   "Hold on," I pull her shirt back down, "Truckers still got to pass, and
they can look right down atcha."

   "Oh," she nods, "Okay."

   "Anyways," I take a breath, "You member when mommy toldja about shewing
the other kids what her Uncle Harry taught her, right?" Nod, "Well, I was
kinda the first boy she taught.  I lived closest to her familie's farm, and
well, she come over, and played with me.  We had a pretty good tree, a
liveoak, and a fort up there, so that's were I took her.  We got caught by
my brothers, but we got to play for a while first.  She started with
Doctor, you know that game right?  Corse you do."

   Bright girl.  "Anyways, she showed me what she got, and I showed her
mine, and I was really more intrested in how she pees then all the sexy
stuff.  She was on a farm, but we had a ranch, and like she said, I got the
ranch education.

   So, she peed for me in the bucket we had, and took off all her clothes,
and mine, and then showed me mommys, and daddys.  My folks said they'd tell
me when I was older, and even my older brothers, and cousins, and uncles
was in on it cause we was a good cristian familly, and you just didn't talk
to kids about that stuff.  So she plays with me till I got hard, and played
with her self, then showed me how mommys, and daddys have sex.  Now, you
already know all this," I seen some of the movies, and lemme tell ya, they
made me feel kinda weird.

   "But it was all new to me, why I thought a momma bent over like a bitch,
and a daddy climbed on like a stallion cause that's what I always saw.  She
layed me down, though, and sat on it, and rubbed it between her legs."

   Darlin was awake now, but just listening, and little junior sure was up.
I reached in to get him out of my pantleg, and then put my hand back up on
the wheel.  "Can I?" she leaned over, her but sliding down between darlin's
legs.

   "Corse ya can," I laughed, "Please." She unzipped my pants, and felt
around in there with her little hands.  Darlin reached around her,
spreading her legs, and I looked around.  Nobody on the road, I kept my
head up, eyes peeled for anybody, and turned on the detector.

   Doin at most the limit, it'd still tell me before we passed any cops. 
"UH!" junior popped out in her little hands.

   "Oooh!" I could feel her breath, lips, "Gulk!" Man, she sure wernt no
virgin, I had to shake my head, blink my eyes open.

   "Oh, yeah, honey!" I brushed her golden curls with one hand, "Jus
likeat."

   "Mlg," he stuck it in her cheek, rubbed it round in dere.  Now, I wasn't
even close, but even her teeth felt wonderfull on the shaft.

   "So anyway, uh!" ifn I kept up talkin, it distracted me a little, "were
was I?"

   Connie {gFM pedo CP}

   whatever.  even sucking him off didint shut him up, but i got a nice
warm salty spray in my mouth.  i wiped it, and told em everthin cause they
felt like sharin, and all.

   "We're almost there," mommy tells me, and helps me fix my close, and set
up cause theres streetlights, and somebody could see us.  theres all kinda
stuff in the back seat whitches y i cent set back there, or sleep on the
trip, but the suns starting to come up, and peoples moving round.

   a new town like last time.  its weird cause there dont seem to be no
trees.  lotsa grass so far you cant see nothing, but like this big flat
green lawn all the way to the blue sky all round.  its little to.  just
like a stop sign, and four buildings, some ofem got a top floor.

   we drive right threw it, and theres more grass, and a dirt road we
bounce up, and this cute little farm house.  i yawn, and mommy carrys me up
the porch, and daddy gets the stuff out the car.  its so country in there,
and comfy i guess.

   "Welcum home," mommy give me a kiss on the mouth, and her tongue is all
wet, and slobery.  she got me sidewas, but her hands on my but, and kisses
me a long time.

   "kthunk!" daddy drops his stuff, and smiles.  "I'll get the camra." he
talk like one of them cowboy men, but mommy says real proper like.  he run
out to the car agin, and come back with one of them VCR camras, but mommy
dont wait for him to hook it up, and turn it on.

   she set me on the couch.  its got one of them croshey blankets on the
back, and she helps me take off my close.  "OK" daddy points it at me
"rolling." this ones differnt, cause its got a little tape in it, but you
cen still watch on the tv with the red, white, and yelo cords plugged in.

   but mommys takin off her close now, and i wach real good cause i never
seen a real grownup lady naked before.  her boobies shake out when she
taked off her shirt, and there biggern my head.  some day im gonna grow up,
and get boobies likeat.

   they was real soft, and i stood up on the cofy table to touch them. 
"Yeah," daddy moves around to point the camra better, and i jus keep
feelinem.  shes touching me agin, and her hands on my neck, and she pulls
my face in to her boobies.

   "Here," she holds up one ovem, and puts it on my mouth to kiss.  she got
big nipples with circle round them, and theys dark, and warm in my lips. 
"Msuit!" it slipped out, and i giggle.  "Smuit!" i kiss the othern, and
daddy pull down her pant.

   now she got a pussy.  i mean it got fur on it, and it dont come all the
way round to her but on the bottom, and he got little rincle in there.  he
pulls my head in again, and its like a mouth but sideways.  "Mnh!" she make
this weird sound i never heard afore.  "HhHah!" i herd that one from my
daddys.

   she got all wet with my spit and her sweat, and i hadta dig around to
find her clitty.  it popped out like a cockhead when the boys not
cercumized, but it was all rinkly, and pink like a peice of a flower.  that
what it was like a flower, but made out of skin, and warm, and salty like
sweat.

   "Sniff!" it didint smell like nothing, but girly sweat, but i felt her
little hole under the rincle of her clity, and licked down to her big hole.
even biggern mine, it was wide open, and that were all the sweat come out.

   "Mmnh!" daddy come around, but he still had his pant on.  he was hard
and everthing i could see it, but he didnt even tuch it or nothin.

   "Yeah," he whispered, "OhHh yeah!"

   "Can I taste you too?" i could feel her voice on my mouth.

   "Yeah!" i wiped my face.  i was kissed down there afore, but when she
stood me up on the table it felt differnt.  weird, but good.  bettern any
of my daddys.  she touched me to, and put her fingers in, and fucked them
out, and in agin.  "HhuhH!" my breth stuck, and i swallowed it, and then
burped a little when it come back up.

   i giggled, and daddy laffed, but i got the hicups.  "Hic!" and giggled
agin.

   "Here," he finly unzipped his pants, and i got to see it.  "Hic!" she
kept on kising me, and fucking her fingers in me, and i looked up at the
camra.

   "Go on," it bumped my chin, "You cen kiss it."

   "Okay," kinda big, and salty, but like man sweat.

   "HiC!", i swallowed it, "Caock!" rolling the thick cummy spit in my
mouth i opened wide, and rubbed it on with my tonge.

   "Here," mommy set me down on the table, and lay me back, and smiled. 
she pulled my nees up, and kised me agin, and daddy stood over my face.

   "Hic!" it looked real big.  I kised his balls, and they didn't have no
hair onem, but these white dots all over where they sometime poked out, and
rinkels, but no line down the middle like a little boy.  i stucked my
tongue out to lick it, and he pulled back, dragging it over my mouth.

   "Open wide!" he grinned down at me, and he didint have no skin on the
end.

   "Hic!" i kissed it, and it was upside down so the head looked like a
heart, but kinda tanish pink.  "Glhic!" He liked the way i hicupped when he
was fucking my mouth, and stuck it way in, and i "Cock"ed, and my hicups
went away.

   anyway he didint cum in my mouth, but switched with mommy so he could
fuck me, and i could kiss her pussy.  he cummed in the front of my but, and
fell out cause he was soft, and I felt it drip out.  "Uh!" i fingered it
out, and tooked my mouth off mommy to taste it the first time.

   ever man is differnt, and sometimes the same guy taste differnt day to
day.  he was thick like gello, or pooding, and pastey like the stuff they
toldja not to eat in kindergarden.  "Mmn!" i swallow, and finger my self to
get more.  It make me real slippery with all the spit, and stuff, but i get
more to lick off my fingers.

   Scool {gb Pedo CP gDom}

   Mommy was a teacher, and at school I always had to call her "Miss
Ginnis," but she help me with my speling, and gramar, and punkewashun.  My
daddys always home schooled me, and I was way behind, so I was older'n all
the other kids in class.

   Anyways, I lerned real good, and next year mommy says I can be in class
with kids my age, but now I kinda like bein the oldest.  Some of the boys
teased me for bein a dummy, but I beatem up in recess, cause I was bigger,
and they stopped.

   Anyways, I took him behind the portables so the teachers woodn't see. 
"Ahhahhahhah!" I threw him down by the hair, and kicked him between his
legs.  "Owe!" he curled up like a baby, "Ugh!"

   "Yeah," I kicked him again, "You fuckin pussy," like Bobby daddy useta
call me.

   "WahH!" he tried to get up, so I smacked his ass, "Whuhuhah!" overn
over, spankin him.

   "There," I kicked his but, and he fell down gain.  The bell was rigning,
so I runned back to class.

   Miss mommy Ginnis set us down, and taut us more, and the boy come back
in late, sniffing.  "Tommy," she took him over to the corner, "Recess was
over ten minutes ago," and put the pointy hat on him.

   He kept lookin at me, starin whenever I looked over, but he stopped
crying, and was smiling.

   One Big Happy Familly {MFbg Pedo, Orgy, Saph}

   "I'm Hoome!" I let the door slam.  Setting down my stuff, the rents came
out to see.

   "Where is he?" I took my jacket off.

   "His folks'll drop im off," they only agreed to this cause they'd be
there.

   Saving our selfs for tonite, I go in, and grab a snack before they show
up.  We talked about this, and I brought a boy cause we already had me, and
mommy, and daddy.  They made spagetti, and meatballs, and I set up the
camera with the VCR in the den.

   "Ktnk!" a basement, really, I didn't here them pull up, and ranned
upstairs to the door.

   "We really appreciate this," tommy run right up to hug me.

   "Sokay," I shrug a gainst him, "I kin use the money." Polaroid film is
expensive!

   "Oh yeah," his real daddy pulls out his wallet, "How's this?"

   "I don't got change," I lied, and took it quick.  I was makin good money
already, and my folks loved the pictures.

   "Hi," his mommy hugged mine.  She was our teacher at school, so they
trusted her.  The daddys shook hands, and they took off.  I guess there
might be some blackmale there, later, I sure didn't break Tommy's butt
cherry.

   I think that's what made him such a bully at school, getting fucked by
daddy.  It also made it easy to seduce him, with pictures.  That's why he
didn't tell when he found them in the vent.

   Anyways, as soon as they was gone, mom took the heat off under the pot,
and we went down to the den.  Me'n tommy got there first, to play, and he
didn't even know our familly secret, yet.

   I giggled, takin off his clothes, and rubbing him hard on the coffee
table.  I got on with him, naked, and pushed him down.  I hadta turn a
little to get it on camera, till mommy, and daddy snuck down, and picked it
up.

   He don't know how to eat a girl out, but gets me nice, and wet with
spit. "Mlk!" I push him back, see im look up, straight at the camera.  I
step back, off the table, lips pulling open on the screen, but my heads
still out of view.

   There naked to, you know.  He seen his daddy, but not mine, or any woman
just standing there, holding the camera.  "Hey, Tommy." he smiles, "Kin we
play to?"

   "Uh huh!" he grins so big it's like the top of his head'll fall off,
like Pac Man dying.

   I let daddy touch me, and pull on him with my other hand while I shoot
them on the couch together.  "Cummon," she takes his hand, and walks him
over to it.  I make sure her head is out of the viewfinder while she climbs
on with him.

   He loves her titties, "Kin I call you Mommy?" such a sweet little boy,
now.

   "Of course," she hugs him, his head to her chest.  I got to come around
to his face, eyes closed like he's sleeping, but that big grin still on is
mouth.  I pan down, to her hands between her legs.  Huh, she puts her
fingers together, around his little peeny, strokes the top with her thumb.

   Daddy moves the table, off camera, then takes it from me for a higher
angle.  Hands free, without the big bulky camcorder, now I can keep him
warm, and hard better.  He doesn't really like little boys, but mom does,
and he likes to watch.

   "Wlklklk!" I suck him as hard as I can, the spit bubbling in my mouth,
and swallow it to say "Cock!" It splats on his tummy, and runs down. 
"Ahem!" he pans back over to the couch, but I could edit my face out later
with a jump-cut.

   "Hmn!" tommy sighs, sucking like a baby.  She keeps playing with one
hand, and feels his but with the other.  Laying back, she rolls him on her
body, lifting a leg, spreading his butt.

   "WwhtT!" I spit on it, and she rubs it in.  At least his real daddy is
gentle, it's not torn, or turned inside out like a pink sock.  He fingers
hiself now, fucks them in his butt with spit, like he fingers me.

   "Nh!" she slips her finger in, and I turn back to sucking daddy.  He
holds the camera away, doesn't move his fist, but shakes his head.  He
turns my shoulder, pushes me down over the couch, and slips it up between
my legs.  Nice, and wet, I'm getting sweaty down there too, and real hot.

   "UHhh!" I feel so full.  Not the biggest I ever had, but when I'm this
turned on, it don't even matter.  Mommy don't say noting, just messes up my
hair, pulls me down.  "Swuit!" I kiss tommy's privates, "Wlkh." So hard,
her fingers brush his balls on my cheek.  "Snsnsnsn!" I suck in through my
nose, daddy pulling back behind me.

   "Pap!" his shaved balls swing between my legs, and I grunt out my
breath.

   "Ohhh," Tommy moans, looking down, both hands squishing titties around
his face.

   "Gnh," daddy grunts, "Nhnhnhnh!" pushes all the way in, twitching in me.
So soon, he's old, don't useally get off that quick.

   "MmmmmN!"

   "Nuh!"

   "HahHhHhHh!"

   Babysitter {fg Moll Saph Porn CP}

   "Cummon over here," I waved her over to me, layed out on the couch,
"Let's watch a movie." She climbed on with me while I turned on the TV,
curled up in front of me.

   Professional pron, a DVD, she was warm, tiny against me.  I also set up
the teddycam, to watch us.  Clicking over to [AUX], I moved on the couch to
where my head was out of frame.  "We're on TeVy!" she waved, and giggled.

   "Yeah," I switched back, hit [REC], [Play] on the DVD.  Teen lesbian,
she seen some of my movies, me naked before, and I gave her showers. 
Prepping her, like they taught me, she was about ready to move on.  The
girls kissed on the screen, closeup, feeling each other through the
clothes.

   She moved, her head on my boob like a pillow, and I felt her like in the
movie.  So small, young, I was already getting muggy in my underwear.  Flat
chest, invisible nipples like bumps.  I seen it, so I looked at her,
watching, a cute little smile on her cute little lips.

   The girls was getting undressed, so I pulled out her teeshirt, over her
head.  She pulled out her arms, looking back at the screen, the girls
playing with each other's boobs.  "AhH!" can't tell which one sighed, but
not like it matters.

   Panning down, their hands reaching in to undo the jeans, pull down the
skirt.  I stopped rubbing her pale hard little nippys, slid down her puffy
little tummy, innie belly button, elastic waistband.  "Ohh!" onscreen,
panty shot, bulged out with skinny young girl fingers.

   No hair, just the spongey bulge, split into lips.  Dry, but smothe,
soft, young.  "Huhn!" my turn to sigh, steaming in my panties.  She turns
up, eyes leaving the screen to find mine, big, and round, and brown.  I
kiss her, mouth open, tongue out like the girls in the movie.

   "Hha!" her breath, little lips puffing out, open, little tongue cumming
out to lick mine.  I spread her open with my pointing, and ring fingers,
slip my middle one between, her lips, warm.  Down to where her pussy runs
into her but crack, the tight little hole, the skin around it.

   I know she's a virgin, only 8, and just starting to sexualize.  "Have
you been touching yourself?" her eyes opened to mine, "Like I showed you?"

   "Uh huh," blink.  No penetration, even as the girls on screen reached
for toys.  I skipped to the next scene, two more girls, starting over. 
Don't wanna give her ideas, a broken cherry could get me busted, and
Daddy'd rather she was still a virgin when I was ready to take her home to
him.

   Undeveloped little clitty, slipping my fingertip back between the tiny
folds, to the point of hardness in her skin.  "Uh!" her eyes closed again,
sweet look on her face, not even a smile, but her mouth hanging open, lips
puffy, cheeks red like blush.

   Real warm now, hot on my fingers, I clicked the remote, back over to
[AUX].  I stopped it, sat up, and stood her up before hitting [REC] again.
My head out of frame again, blonde curls hanging down behind her naked
back.

   Eyes on screen, I pulled her sweats down, left the pink cotton underwear
with Ariel, "The Little Mermaid" on the butt, another picture on the little
triangle in front.  I pulled my shirt off, hair, and boobs dropping,
bouncing behind her.  Carefull not to show my face, I let my hands slip
down her arms.

   I lifted her hands to my chest, let her feel my boobs, play with them. I
watched my hands slip up her legs, between them, rub her little cameltoe
through the panties.  "Uh!" her eyes dropped, that sweet look on her face
again, dreamy.  Feeling the new pleasure, sensations, lust like I was.  New
to her, I could almost remember how it felt, that first time.

   I leaned in, behind her so the camera only saw my hair out the sides,
boobs hanging between her legs.  I kissed her, Ariel, and the girl's lips
through the dry fabric.  "Mmn!" no smell, or flavor yet, she's still too
young, but it helps to play it up, act like it's not so bland.

   They slipped down, her pussy puffy, and pink, bubble butt showing bare
on the camera.  In my hands, soft, and round like tiny boobs, pulling her
in, kissing her pussy again.  "Oh!" I could feel her tiny little moan, lips
parting to my tongue.

   She tasted sweaty, but not bad, too salty like a man, or woman, or even
a little boy.  "Swuit!" wet kissing sound, slipping the point of my tounge
back between her lips to her little covered hole.  I let her go, stood up,
and turned her around for the camera.

   Cute little body, baby fat tummy, tight, but round, the tiny curly
dimple of her belly button.  "That's right," her hands cumming around to
touch herself.  I took the chance to slip down my jeans, and panties,
shaved pussy cooling from the sweat, and juices.

   I looked to the camera, sat down so my face didn't show, pulled her back
to sit on my lap.  Spreading her skinny little legs, she giggled, "That
tickles!" wiggled when my fingers brushed inside her thighs to touch her.

   "Here," I turned her to my chest, held a boob up to kiss my hard pink
nipple.  So turned on, I almost couldn't help slipping my other hand under
her bubble butt, between my legs to touch myself.  "Huhhh!", a sigh of
pleasure on her hair.

   I held her face, gently sucking like a baby.  Soft smothe cheek, boob
bulging on my wrist.  "Ahh!" almost a squeek, electric prickles on my
chest, spreading from my nipple in her mouth.  Her other cheek on my other
boob, fingers slipping in, rubbing my clitty with my thumb.

   Her hands on my boob, squeezing, and sucling it, getting hotter, almost
boiling inside.  "Hah!" little spasms, sucking at my fingers, wetness
rolling down my nuckles.  "OohH!" moan rising to a shrill.  Breathless,
can't make any more sounds, hear anything but the blood in my ears, spots
of light flashing in my eyelids.

   "Are you okay?" she never even seen me cum before.  Still couldn't
answer, shaking to hard, twitching inside.

   "Y," I blinked my eyes open, "Yeah." Rapture slowly dying down, trying
to breathe, catch my breath, like the wind knocked out of me.

   "Want me ta go get help?" she was standing now, in front of the TV.  I
hit stop, slid down so my face was showing.

   "No," that would get me so busted, "I'm fine," holding my hand out to
her, "Cum here."

   "Okay?" she looked around nervus, but took my hand, let me pull her back
to the couch.

   "Watch," I ran it back, my shaking, hunching down to show my face, real
red, and scrunched up whenever I'm cumming.  Backwards, I shook up, out of
view, and stopped it.

   I lay sideways, head hanging back off the arm of the sofa, out the side
of the frame.  "You wanna kiss me?" I pulled her over on top of me, "Down
there?" She looked, interested, but still nervus.

   "Okay," she looked up, smiled.

   Baby Sitting {fb/M, Pedo, CP.}

   "Bye!" I closed the door behind them, but waited, listening for the car
door, engine, and driving off.

   He was in his room, playing vidio games.  "Hey!" I stepped over his
legs, sat on his bed.  Some racing game, bikes, [Extreme Downhill], but it
said EA on the side of the case.

   My phone buzzed, short, then again for Txt.

   [Hey There From: Big Brother

   How's the sit?]

   My adoptive father, he always called me "sis." This one's fantasy, he
never had a real little sister growing up, to watch undress, mollest him.
Available to chat, I typed in; [The Rents Just Left, Just Settling Down.]

   [Hows he?] he didn't have it set to capitalize every word, and didn't
show me how to change it.  I had the sound effects turned off, the "tap"s
of the keys, the "blink!" sound when it sent, or received, the "Click" of
the camera.

   Just pointing down at him, on the floor, legs out, controller blocking
the view between them.  He was wearing pajamas too, probably never took
them off on a saturday.  [still dressed?  :(] I giggled.  [Call me back in
a minute,] I closed it.  "Pause it," I got up, "We might as well get your
bath over with."

   "Okay," he set down the controller.  I had his PJs off, and the tub
partly full when the phone rang.

   "Yeah?" he got in, and sat down, so I sat on the toilet seat.  "Uh huh,"
I nodded like he said something.  The splashing water echoed in the phone.

   "Ooh," he breathed in my ear, "Bath time!"

   "Here," I took the soap from him, "Let me wash your back." he looked up,

   "Uhuh!" I stared off to the towel hanging from the bar.  Rubbing his
boney little back, I held the phone out, switched to vidio, and set it
aside.  On the sink cabinet, still open, it sent tiny, grainy vidio, muted
so we couldn't hear him breathing.

   "Here," I gave him the soap back.  He was just getting used to me being
in here when he washed.  Didn't complain, his little dicky floating in the
water like it was hard.

   "You know," he noticed me looking, "You have to wash that too."

   "What?" he looked down.

   "You arnt circumcized," the hood rolled shut around the end, "If you
don't wash the foreskin, it'll get sick."

   "Really?" he looked back up.

   "Yeah," I nodded, "A Urinary Tract Infection."

   "Like my cat!" around here somewhere.  From what I saw, it wasn't
anybody's cat.

   "Stand up," I put my hand on his hip to move him.  "There." with my
other hand, I touched him, pretended it was normal, no big deal.  "Like
this," I rolled the little acorn out, and pushed it chubby to completely
retract the skin.

   I can't describe the smell, not nasty, but not that clean either.  He
wrincled his nose, so I wiped my fingers on the soap.  Rubbing them with my
thumb, I gently rolled them around his soft slippery head.

   "It tickles!" he giggled, and hunched reflexively out of my fingers.

   "Now you," the skin slipped back over, dripping suds a seccond, while
bubbles rolled down the back of my hand.  "Rinse it out," I snapped shut my
phone, and stood up.  "Before the soap starts burning."

   I hopped on the couch, turned on the cable.  Or sattelite, I think, I
have to unlock it for any of the decent channels.  [1],[3],[9],[7], it took
me what, 2 nights to figure that one out?  "Dunt dunna nanah!" my phone
rang.

   "Sup?" skinemax, pretty softcore, not even a sex scene, yet.

   "That was great," he was breathless.  "Bic," the puff of his lips
releasing a cigarette, his sigh.  "Sis."

   "Thenks," I guide around to find something else, all that dialogue, no
telling how long it would take for it to get to the rated R, S/N part.

   "Can you bring him home soon?" He asked.

   "Not yet," I whispered, "I haven't even got him hard, playin with hiself
yet." Way back to the cheap movie channels, "Let me work with him a little
while."

   "What'cha watchin?" I switched to the Action one.

   "Highlander," half over, swordfight.  Shaun Connery, and the big one
with a skull helmet, getting cut across his throat.  "Bye," I flipped the
phone shut.

   "Cool," not my kind of movie, but he just looked back at his room, then
came over to the couch with me.  He sat down on the other end, towel more
than covering him, tied high like a girl, under his skinny arms.

   "Now you die!" I know why big "brother" liked him.  He looks kinda like
he did when he was a kid, same brown hair just long enough to go wavey. 
Pretty, like all little kids are, "I'm hungry," he looked over.

   I got up, and nuked something for him.  He likes chicken nuggets, with
mac'n'cheeze.  [90, Start] I grabbed one of Charley Sr.'s MGDs, and a plate
to set the plastic tray on.

   "Here," I used my shirt to twist off the cap.  He had, like eight, or
seven left out of the twack, he wouldn't notice the diffrence.  On the
movie, the big dark swordsman cut off Connery's head, then lightning
struck, and the stairs he was standing on fell in a pile of rubble.  That
scottish chick stupidly climbed on top of it, and the big guy's hand came
out like a zombie's, and grabbed her by the throat.

   "Hello, pretty," we all know what comes next, and I seen it, but they
don't show it.  he finished, and I took his plate to the sink, dropped the
plastic tray in the trash on top of the film from it.  Comming back, I sit
down, pretend to watch the movie.

   After a while, it's like a music vidio, a really pretty song, I think
it's called "Who wants to live forever?" The blonde got older, and older,
and at the end, it said, "when love must die?" I thought it was sweet, even
as she was dying of old age, but I guess little charly got bored with it.

   I kind of did too, but the highlander wasn't that attractive.  I liked
the bad guy, the Kyrgan.  Anyway, he leaned over on the couch, and I
scooted so he could lay his head on my arm.  He kind of wrapped up in the
towel like a blanket, and watched the movie.  I guess he fell asleep.

   There was a sex scene later, but when I knew he was asleep, I moved his
legs.  He sniffed in through his nose, but didn't wake up.  Reaching
between, my fingers brushed behind his warm little privates.  I slipped
them out, and crossed his leg over.

   It stuck out, soft, but he was sleeping, and idunno, it does something
with the blood so it's gonna get hard.  I lay my arm beside him, his head
pillowed on my boob.

   Here it comes, the love scene where they play that song again.  I gently
shift to wake him, "by accident," and he watches it.  She's blonde like me,
older, but with smaller boobs.  His head in my lap, I can see the screen
reflected on his eye.

   It only stays open a little while after it's over, and muting the sword
fight, I can hear his breathing.  Slow, and even, I move a little, but it
doesn't change.  Leaning over, I can see his hard little dick, smaller than
my pinky.  It's dark, though, so I have to turn on the flash.  He doesn't
stir, so I save, and send it.  Then I pick him up, in the towel, and carry
him off to bed.  He stays hard the whole time, so I carefully place
evrything, and tuck his hand in there with it.

   I leave him naked, though he usually wears "jammys," tuck a set in with
him, under the covers.  It wouldn't be that cold anyway.  Back on the
couch, I switch back to Skinemax, which is getting real rauchy now.  Not
many breaks for story, just enough to switch between random sex scenes.

   They don't show much penis, and the positions make it obvious that
there's no penetration for anyone who shot a porno before.  It's that ugly
guy too, short, great body, but his face.  Fuck it, they mostly focus on
her, them, the two girls he's supposedly pleasing single handedly.

   "Yeah, right," I roll my eyes, and answer my vibrating phone before it
starts to ring.  "Hey, bro."

   "Great picture," he breathed, "Whatcha doin?"

   "Watching a real shitty porn," neither of their nipples were even hard,
and the faces they made, even muted were so unconvincing.

   "And touching yourself?"

   I slid out on the couch, "Sure," reached in to my underwear.

   "Where?" his breath shuddered.

   "On the couch," I teased him, smiling, but not giggling.

   "On your body?" he sounded worried, trying to keep it up?

   "My boobs," I lied.  I knew he didn't like them, or even a prickle of
pubic hair.  He didn't even look at them, much less touch them.

   "Are you wet?" not from the bath, like, hours ago.

   "A little," I underestimated.  Slipping my fingers out, I slowly
inhaled. "I can smell it." I licked my fingers as loud as I could, "Mhmn!"

   "Ahhuhh." I could here him fapping.  I touched my chest, the way I do
when he's fucking me, faced away now so he can't see them.

   "My clittly's So hard," I squeek queitly, pinching both nipples through
my shirt.

   "Yeah," he doesn't give me much to work with, always quiet, and
secretive when he's turned on.

   "Oh, yeah," I give him what he wants to hear.

   "Uh," he grunts, the fapping slows, "Ahhhn."

   "Got to go," I flip it shut.

   Not really, the parents don't get home for a while.  "You sure this is
enough?"

   "Sure!" I take the money, and run off to my car.  I don't do it for
there money, and the cheaper I go, the more they let me do it.  I stop by
the store for a soda, and a pack of smokes.

   "Let me see your ID," he looks up long enough to check my face, and
winks.  He holds the card sideways though it's printed verticly, and hands
it back.  His eyes come back to me, over the counter, down at my body.

   "Thenks!" we go through the motions for the camera, and I skip off.  In
your dreams, looser.  Achne scars, but none fresh, stupid look on his face.

   The streets get dark, all the businesses closed down.  Even the studio,
I go around back.  He's waiting up, in our room.  Still young, naked on the
futon, folded up like a sofa.  "How'd it go?"

   "Allright," I dropped my purse, "I'm gonna take a shower."

   "Me too!" he jumped up, swinging semihard, foreskin pushed open by the
very tip.  He was standing out proud before I was naked, and the water got
hot.

   I stood there, moved my legs while he nelt down, shaved me, touching
with his fingertips to make sure I was good, and clean, and wrinsing me off
with the hose.  He kissed me there, and turned off the water.

   He stood up, led me out, took me to bed.  I got on backwards, and
straddled his head on the pillows.  Our hair was dry, but he was shaved
clean as me.  He blew out a breath, hot on my lips, wet with his spit. 
"Mmm" he hummed into me, licked the tip of his tongue up from my little
hardness to my hole.

   I stretched my neck, reached out between his legs, felt his hardness,
pulled it in to kiss the tip.  Rolling the skin back with my fingers, it
was increadibly clean, not even soap taste even though he didn't just wash
it.

   I couldn't take it all the way in my mouth without pulling away from
his, but that's what he liked, his tongue already fucking into me.  He
couldn't get me off like that, but it got him good and turned on.  Not that
big a dick, but not the little prepube one he imagined.

   But that's not what I needed.  Good and sloppy with spit, I sat up,
walked my knees up, and held him with both hands.  I slipped onto him
slowly with a sigh.  My hands slid up my tummy, and ribs to my boobs.  My
thumbs brushed over my nipples, and I squeezed them softly with my first
fingers.

   His hands on my ass, he squeezed them together.  I pulled out on him,
then sank back down to his smoothe tummy.  We fucked, faster, and faster
till he caught his breath, let go my hips.  I kept fucking, trying until he
went soft, and fell out of me.

   I lay back, beside him, fingers in me almost before he was out.  He
turned out the light, but I kept fucking my hands untill I felt it, the
rapture, and fell asleep.

   Babysitter {Fg, pedo, CP}

   I got home, and started uploading the latest footage.  [Another in the
babysitter series, this time a girl.  8 years old, and exploring these new
feelings, sensations, experiences with me.]

   Most of it is from my PoV, but a couple times I turned the screen around
for a better angle, at arms lenth.  So cute, her soft smooth skin, [she
loved my boobs, and sucked my nipples while she played with my pussy.  Then
she got on the floor, and I showed her how to kiss it.]

   He came in, and I stood up, grabbed the mouse, [update]ed the
description of the video.

   He sat down, and I took his lap, already hardening under me.  "How was
your day?"

   "Watch," I brought up the vidio, lifted my arm.  His hand slid up my
ribs, around to cup half my chest.  I turned my head to kiss him, eyes
still watching the screen.

   He reached under my butt, undid his pants, then slid up to grab my
pocket, pulling me back down on his lap.  He stuck up between my legs, so I
reached down, felt around it with both hands.  His right went down my
belly, while I pulled his pud like it was mine.

   His fingers slipped into my pants, over my white cotton underwear,
already damp, and musky.  "Huh!" rough fabric slipping between around his
finger.

   "Ghn." he shot off, to me touching her, touching me.  Already tens of
downloads, hundreds of hits, a que lining up.  He pulls my shirt out, helps
me undress in his lap.  His hands come back around to a boob, and between
my legs.

   I close my eyes, just feel his hand on me, fingers in me, breath in my
ear.  "Nice," I cracked my eye to the face she made at her first taste of
me.  Around, to her bottom, skinny legs behind my boobs, fingers touching
her, spreading her lips.

   "Ahhhhhh!" I get up, go out for a cigarette, check the modems on the
way. All greenlit, uploading, plenty of traffic, for a fee.  Outside is
quiet, distant traffic on the avenue, moon starting to rize, but not that
full no more.

   "BabySitter" {fgM Pedo Moll Phil CP.  Echi Loli.  Mg Virg Dflo}

   I didn't ring, or knock, or nothing, just unlocked the door, and locked
it back behind us.  "You like it?" the living room, set up like a fantasy
land, for kids.

   "Ooh!" she grinned, looking around at the furniture, toys, pictures, all
for her, and girls like her.  "Coool!"

   "My daddy'll be home soon," her parents wanted the house to there selfs
tonight, so they let me take her home, "So you'll get to meet him."

   "Okay!" 9 now, she hopped on the little couch, love seat really, but too
small for two grownups unless they were sitting on each other.  Children's
furniture, all molded plastic, crayon colors, but easy to clean.

   "Kin we watch cartoons?" she looked at the wide screen flat pannel TV,
big enough for her to sleep on.

   "Sure," I opened the cabnet, got out a DVD.  Hentai, Lolicon, I skipped
right to the first good scene.  Little girls, splashing, and swimming while
a man watched from behind the trees.  Some kinda hot springs, I guess,
anime steam curled around them like smoke.

   She giggled, hands in front of her mouth.  Naked, the tiny girls with
huge eyes started wrestling in the water, kissing, and feeling their wet
bodies.

   "Khuh!" she gasped, the man pulling down his pants for his pecker to pop
out.  Cartoon huge, the head bulged under the skin, rolling back, a white
drop dripping from the end.

   "Whrdhdhdh!" a car in the driveway, "WhnK!" Peeking around the heavy
black curtains, "Daddy's home!" I giggled exited.  I got out the teddy
bear, camera in one eye, microphone in the other, and made sure he was
turned on before I set him on the table.

   "Whrrrkh!" the side door sliding shut on the van, daddy carrying a case
up to the door.  I open it, close it before I kin kiss him so the neighbors
can't see.  He squeezes a boob, and my butt, sucks in my tongue, slips his
hand around my hip to touch me.

   "Hiya," he smiles down, and I let my feet relax, stand on my heels
again, "Sweety."

   "I got a surprise for you," I whisper, smile, and wink.  Taking his
hand, I lead him around to the living room.  Dark with the windows covered,
the only light is the blue from the screen, the girls surrounding the dirty
man, laughing, and playing with his cartoon cock.

   "Well," his kiddie voice, "Who do we have here?"

   "Janey," I said in case she forgot.  It's just much better if we don't
use real names, "This is my 'Daddy'." Not really, she barely looked away,
her hands stopping a moment between her legs.  Still dressed, just rubbing
through her skirt, and panties, Daddy ignored it, pretended it was
perfectly normal.

   "You like my little girl?" he pushed me foreward, "Playin wit her?"

   "Yeah!" she jumped up, shamelessly, "She's the coolest babysitter ever!"

   "Yeah," he waved with just his fingers, "Cummere," like he was pulling
her, "Lemme getta lookat chou." I sat down, picked up Teddycam in my lap.

   A giggle, it was supposta be a security device, to watch nannies like
me, keep us from stealing, or doing other bad things, what my English
teacher calls "Irony."

   Anyway, she looked back at the screen.  The girls was fighting over the
man, his hardon right at mouth height, but I switched it.  She's a little
taller, hasta look down.  "You ever seen a real one before?"

   "My daddy's once," she nodded, "On accident, but he wasn't hard, just
peein."

   "You wanna see mine?" already bulging the front of his pants.

   We already talked about this, I shifted teddy in my lap to frame it
better on the screen.  His head still too high to see his face, I centered
her, looking up, biting her lip.  "Mwuhu!" she nodded cutely, her brown
waves bouncing behind her neck, "CanI?"

   "Of course," he patted her shoulder, "But you gotta get it out first."

   "Okay!" without waiting, just reaching up to fumble with his pants.

   "You can call me daddy," I was getting bored with him anyway, "If you
like." Old enough to leave home for good, get my own place, I hoped they'd
be happy together.

   It popped out, zipper "vip"ping down all by itself.  Not as big as the
cartoons, or even the real pornos, her eyes went wide.  "Ooh!" it looked
huge in her tiny hands, pushing down so the skin wrinkled around the
bottom. No skin around the tip, it bulged like a big upside down heart,
pink even.

   "Yeah," he closed his eyes, above the camera, "That's right." I already
had a bunch of girls, and boys ready, her freinds, and other kids I sat
for.

   She pumped on it clumbsy, almost dropping it when her top hand slipped
off the end.  "HhuhH!" he hunched, and she got a better grip with both
hands.  Big enough to wrap all the way around, she put her fingers together
in one big fist.

   "You want to kiss it." he didn't ask, put the idea in her pretty little
head.

   "Okay," her hands shook, but she bent it out, her head down, and I moved
around.  "Smuit!" Just a peck, really, lips puckered like a child.  His
hand messed up her hair, waving between his fingers.  She knew what to do,
saw enough vidios with sucking in it, but held back.

   "Open," gently, almost a whisper, softly pushing her down, her mouth on
it.

   "Mwlk!" just the head, her mouth was all the way open, pulling her cheek
so tight you could see the bone under her eye.  Squeezed shut, a nasty look
on her face, but it was too late.  She was doing it, and I warned her if
she stops after a guy starts he could get mad, hurt her.

   "Glk!" her eyes went wide, it bulging in the back of her mouth, gagging
her.  "Kawk!" that's why it's called that, she panted, a string of spit
hanging down, and back up to her lip.

   "There," he petted her head, "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

   "U uh?" she lied, but he beleived her.  Letting him go, he pulled his
shirt off, stepped outa his pants, naked.

   "Comeon," he picked her up under her arms, wrapping her legs around him,
skirt swishing over his cock.  I got up, stopped the digital recording, and
followed them in the bedroom.

   My room, but I was gonna move anyway.  Maby a few more sleepovers, to
get her useta it, then she could cum by any time, to play with him.  He
stood her on the bed, kissed her.  I kept the camera on the back of his
head, but could see his tongue fucking into her mouth.

   She sighed, through her nose, rubbed his shoulders with her tiny hands.
I panned down, looking between the ears, and hoping I had it pointed right.
They forgot I was there, both eyes closed, so I shot his hands, feeling her
up.

   Slipping her skirt up her skinny little legs, over the yellow panties
with Belle on the front, and back.  She had the whole Disney Princess
{(Tm)} pack, and I already got in all of them by then.  She was playing
with his cock again, and he pulled back, stopped kissing her to lift the
dress over her.

   Almost naked, just the Beauty panties, an white socks.  She had one hand
backwards, pushing, and pulling while she pulled, and pushed with her other
hand, under it.  She giggled, tickled his balls, and he chuckled.  I told
her he likes that, not a hair below his eyelashes, made me suck the wrinkly
skin.

   He reached between her legs, fingers rubbing the fabric back, and forth.
He used to touch me likeat, when I was littler, now he had me bring him
girls like this.

   She sighed, closed her eyes, lips plumping under her nose, red like her
cheeks.  Too young for makeup, it was the real thing, and I shot her flat
chest, the blush spreading over it, nipples sticking out.

   Then down, following the panties, soft puffy girl pussy, spreading in
his fingers, slipping in, feeling back.  "Uhhhhh," his grunt dropped to a
moaning sigh, dick spitting in her fingers, splashing sticky on her tummy.
She giggled, his finger still on her cherry.

   Something I could never give him, mine was broke by another daddy, so
many before I even met him.  He used his fingers, nails polished back so
there's no edge.  I shot it, laying her back on the bed, and going super
slow, easing his pinky in.  She grunted cutely when it broke, popped.

   He took her to his room, slept with her in his bed, probly fucked her
that night.  Not hard, he could control himself, not hurt her, so she would
come back.  I didn't hear any screaming, anyway, and woke up first in the
morning.

   I got on the computer, house alarm still secure, went over the footage
from his room overnight.  She cried, curled up in front of him, huggin her
knees.  He couldn't see her face, screwed up, chin wrincled, mouth pouting,
eyes squeezed shut, tears rolling down her nose, but he had to feel her
sobs, hear her sniffs.

   I ran it back, turned up the audio, but couldn't pan, zoom, or move the
camera.  Couldn't really make out the exact moment of penetration, so I had
to adjust the sound ballence.

   Just breathing, a slow deep one with a higher quicker panting.  "Uh!" a
tear, rolling down her nose.  Damnit, eyes clenched, I closed mine.  She
sobbed, "HhHhH!" quik shallow shudder from him.  "N," she shook a little
when he bottomed out, grunting in her cute little voice.  Then more
sobbing, I opened my eyes.  "Unuh!" a sniff, she shook with them, and he
just held her, in her, didn't have to thrust.

   I cummed, splashing wetly around my fingers.  Running it back, I blacked
out his face, the sick expression, and identifiable features before I
uploaded it to the D-base.

   Connie {F NS}

   I woke up, wiped my eyes, washed my face while the data uploaded.  Hmm,
hits to the old pictures, and movies.  1 DL each, I checked the archive of
that connection.  Yeah, in reverse order, I looked back at the bed, empty,
one side of it slept in, the other practicly still made.

   Each and ever one I appear in, first one last, I checked for recent DLs
from that number.  The original tape, copied over to digital, Rolla county
area code in the directory.  I got some coffee, and turned back to the
terminal.

   Clicking the number brought up his profile, "erautobot", some otaku into
pedo roleplay, but a good contributer of asian boy media.  [Online], but no
activity for hours.  Lurking, I sent him a PM.

   [BabySitter

   Hey there, see you're interested in me, wanna {chat?}] I <Href=>ed in a
hypertext link.

   "Blink!" erautobot joined, so I switched panels.  [erautobot:/ Sorry,
just using a freind's computer.  erautobot:/ Got NE more?  BabySitter:/ RU
police?  BabySitter:?  FBI, PI, or otherwize affiliated with Law
Enfocement?] I had to ask.
[erautobot:/ Yes.  But, I'm not here on an investigation.
erautobot:/ I won't tell on you, I promise.
erautobot:/ Hear me out,] my hand was close to terminating that Modem,
[I only became a PI to find out where I'm from.
BabySitter:/ Go on...

   .  erautobot:/ I grew up with a pedophile, two of them, the first one
bought me, I think, from somewhere in SE Asia.
erotobot:/ I just want to find him, ask him where I'm from, find out who
I am.
BabySitter:/ and the CP?
erautobot:/ I have some, pictures, and movies.
erautobot:/ Including the other half of one of your's.
erautobot:/ On film, with me, and two men.] I remember, vaguely.  So
long ago, I was so young, the dark little oriental boy, moving from one
daddy to the next.  I shook my head, opened my eyes.
[BabySitter:/ Who RU?
erautobot:/ Yuen.
erautobot:/ , or Billy Young.
BabySitter:/ Connie, call me "Connie."

   Layover {FM Pedo Moll}

   He picked me up at the airport, just enough in my bag for a couple days
so they didn't weigh me down.  Evry guy on the plane checked me out, lust
in their eyes until I couldn't stand it, but I didn't say anything.

   I felt paniced, barely aware of the plane, hanging in the air, but the
people packed into it, around me, staring.  I brought my leg up, arm over
me, asked for a blanket.

   Its just I don't like people, or so many at once.  One on one, I can
handle, but there's no telling what so many will do, you can't even keep
track of it all, much less predict.

   Once I was covered, they looked away, stopped staring until we landed. I
don't mind them looking, at pictures, I guess.  Across the net, but they
were right here.  What if one of them recognised me?  I could never escape
if they called the police, tried to arrest me.

   He was waiting for me in the lounge, "Billy!" right in front of the
gate, he looked just like his pictures.  Practicly the only one I know with
his face publicly shewn, he uses it for his avatar, for fuck's sake.

   Can't say I blame him, his oriental face still looks so, well, young. 
Not a line in it, kinda pretty even, smiling, getting up.  I press my boobs
into him, kiss his forehead, awkward, before he realizes that's what I'm
doing.

   Every guy's eyes are on us, me since I stepped off the plane.  Looking
down at him, so short, and petite, and pretty.  They can't beleive it,
jealous even as they get up to say high to their girlfreinds, or with them.

   There's the real envy, looking over from "their" men, looking at me so
lustfully.  I giggle, Billy's looking up at me, my face, eyes searching all
over it, practicly scanning me.  I feel it get hot, nobody looks at me like
that, no guy can tear his eyes away from my body that long.

   But his stay up, open, dark, mysterious, exotic.  "Come on," he led me
out of the terminal, to the parking lots.  I'd never heard his voice
before, he never said anything way back when, cept his sceams with Bobby.
He didn't ask how my flight was, or say my name.

   It was surreal, unfamiliar.  I'd never been to Columbus before, or any
closer than Memphis, not even W Memphis, much less E St.  Louis, still half
a state away.

   He had a little Japanese hatchback, with all his stuff in the back, even
a bed.  "Can you drive me to the Hotel?" it was only a couple blocks away.

   "Sure," but it would take a while just to get out of the parking lot.

   I threw my bag on his bed.  "Did you bring the film?"

   "And the projector," he nodded, kept his eyes on the road.  I could get
it scanned to digital if I borrowed a copy.

   He didn't say anything, look over at me, just drove.  "I'll trade you
for it."

   "What?" he finally turned to me, looked at my face.

   "I found him," I crossed my legs.

   He looked back at the street, "Who?"

   "Your Daddy," he looked back, but not down, not once.  I was starting to
suspect he wasn't just good at looking at me when I wasn't looking, which
was never cause I watched his eyes the whole time.

   "Don't call him that," he blinked long, but looked back at the road real
quick.  I couldn't see anything in them, not even looking at me, flashing
around at the cars.  He reached into his pocket blindly, pulled out a
cigarette, and a green bic.

   "I'll tell you how to find him," I turned in the seat belt, "If you give
me the film." I touched his arm, on the rest, with both hands.  Looking
back, he was watching were we were going, pulling in front of the hotel.

   I opened my door, "Can I park for you?" the attendant leaned down,
looked back.

   "I'll do it," Billy said through his teeth.  Looking back at me, "I'll
come up to the room," he smiled, but his eyes weren't in on it.  I grabbed
my bag, checked in, and carried it up myself.  He was waiting for me, in
the hallway, an old case next to the door.

   "What's that?" I unlocked the room while he picked it up.

   "The projector," he looked at my carry on.  "You gonna want to take that
too?"

   "Nah," I shrugged, and dropped my stuff.  Nice room, queen sized bed,
couch, TV, VCR, DVD, Sattelite, and WiFi, I left the electronics off, for
now.

   He closed the door, looked around.  Nothing but wallpaper, tastefully
done, then back to me.  Right to my face, all of his brightening into a
smile.

   Not really right for projection, I watched him set it up while they sent
up a screen.  Two little arms folded up, front, and back, and he locked an
empty spool on the front.

   The back one unrolled with the slack pulling from the top.  "You haveta
switch spools to wind it back," he explained.  Cute little voice, obviously
male, but more like a little boy.

   "I got an old one of you, and Thorpe here too." Robert Thorpe, my
father, I mean the real one.  I got a birth certificate with my original
name somewere, Connie Alison Thorpe, Father: Robert, Mother Alice
Hansen/Thorpe.

   Whatever, I never met her, she runned off cause daddy hit her when I was
a baby.  There was film, with her holding me, playing with her dirty blonde
waves.  Anyway, I think I missed how it went trough the gears, and lenses.

   "Knock knock!" I jumped.

   "Yeah?" some kid in a company shirt.  "Thenks," I bent to grab the
handle.  He looked up at some point, "here's your tip."

   "Klunk," he unlatched the tripod from the bottom, and set it up.  Weird,
we were gonna watch some CHILDPORN, like it was nothing.

   "Which one?" I wondered.  Daddy liked to film us, together after mommy
left.

   "The one he sent as a sample," he shrugged, "You wanna watch that one?"

   He obviously did, "Maybe later," the babysitter one, the first.

   "No," he was already reeled up, "How do you start this thing?" No
camera, but that would be funny.  Watching the film version of the first
tape in my collection, that night we first met.

   "Klict," the light came up, "Claktilktktktktktk!"

   Backwards, us comming down the stairs hand-in hand.  His color the best
way to tell till my head came into frame, messed up halo of golden curls.
Daddy's shoulder, arm dropping up to mine.  Reverse smile, turning up to
him, hair flopping up from his fingers.

   I blinked, and shook my head, Billy next to me, legs crossed.  Bobby
daddy, the first, cigarette comming up in his hand, sucking in the smoke.
Soft, hanging, but shiny wet.  Head wrincled, and glistning.

   My hair, in the corner eye closed, mouth open, Billy's.  The pain on is
face, what just happened, down between us, too slow.  Billy watching me, my
hands in my lap.

   "You can stay here tonight," he looked away, around the room.  By the
time he looked back, my legs were open to him, exposing me playing with
myself through my clothes.  He looked back at the movie, but I watched him.
Lay back to slip my fingers in.

   To my panties, damp, sticking to my bare tummy.  "Hh," I reached for his
leg, and he closed his eyes.  "Kckckckckckc!" loud on the coffee table,
lighting up the dark room in flashes.

   I turned him to me with my dirty hand, and he breathed in through his
nose.  His eyebrows came down, closer together, but he didn't open his
eyes. He's got thin lips, turned down, then relaxing on mine.

   "Shss!" I breathed out on his cheek, "mwl," tasted his lips, teeth, and
tongue.  Sharp, especially the ones in front, between is canines.  Like
chisles, edged like blades.

   "You can touch me too." hands between his legs feeling for it in his
pants.  I took his hand in mine, let him touch my titties, slipped in his
pants.  Warm, sweaty, and sticky, curly pubes, no hardness outside the
bedrock of his pubic bone.

   "Sorry," nothing.  He couldn't even look at me.

   Damn it, why did I feel this way?  I just gave it to him, the number,
and he left as politely as he could.  Embarassed, awkward, he left the
projector, running, and I played with myself before he even left.  I
couldn't even get off, I was so pissed.

   "Fuck it," I got up, turned it off, figured out how to pack it up.  No
instructions, but there were stickers, lables, directions all over it. 
Despite the warnings to not put it away hot, I folded up it's little arms,
rolled up the film in it's little can, closed the case, and picked up my
bag.

   I called a cab, changed the reservations before it picked me up, flew
out within the hour.  This time a window seat, I was in next to this old
lady that slept most the way.  I slept some too, woke up in time to watch
the sun set over the ocean before we landed.

   Driving home, I couldn't get it out of my head.  Now, I wasn't mad, but
real sad.  I mean, he wasn't even attracted to me, turned off, it was so
creepy.  It was dark by the time I got in, dropped the projector that took
so long to check, and wait for at receiving.

   Tired from the trip, I was early enough to leave the site, crawl into
bed, try to sleep.  I couldn't, so I sat up, turned on the computor,
checked the BBS.  I couldn't get on it away from my computer, not without
hooking my laptop to the hotel's phone line, dialing in, and leaving a
trace back.

   "Damn," one of my mirrors was offline.  Never before, not even for
technical difficulty.

   All the way across the country, my heart froze when I saw it was the one
he always logged on through.  It shut down, instantly some time last night.
Counting back, I must have been on the plane, out to Columbus.  It could be
a coincidence, but I had to act as though it isn't, just to be on the safe
side.

   I switched over to another, still active.  [BabySitter:/ Are you on? . .
.  ExoticImports:/ Y
ExoticImports:/ ?
BabySitter:/ Get off now!
BabySitter:/ Burn it
BabySitter:/ If you have an ES, nows the time.] Exit Strategy, I logged
off, shut mine down too, switched to desktop.  Selecting the only "folder",
labled [Passwords] it executed, restarted, began the LLF, Defrag, and
opened the disk drive.  I popped in the OS bootup disk, waited for it to
shut down.
I reached for the power supply, found the chord, plugged in the cable to
the coil wrapped around the hard drive.  Counting out a good long minute, I
unplugged it, turned on the computer, and installed Windows.  Fresh and new
as the day it came out of the box, by then I had the pannel off to unwind
the coil.

   I'd call the airline when I decided where I wanted a ticket to.

   Connie {MmG Ince Pedo Anal CP}

   My first solo job, it started with an Private
Message.[Webmaster@Babysitter.sex] on the parallel undernet, it can't be
even accessed excpet through my BBS, or "BSS", Baby Sitter Service.

   [From: 247.386.r/sw...] and so on.  I executed the program to backtrace
the number from the crossload log.

   [ Dear Babysitter,] I giggled [ [ My son, and I are both fans of your
work, and we were wondering if you would like to cum,] "cute!" [and take
care of him for a couple days.  Our schedule is flexible, except for his
school, which is very important.  He is eleven, and very anxious to see
you, in person.]

   Hmm, area code narrowed it down to three cities, a few hundred smaller
towns, and countless achers of undeveloped land in the tri-state area. 
Doable.

   Signed, [Father and Son]

   So we kept in contact, I sent a reply for the next time they logged on,
which happened to be while I was still on, running the site.  Mostly just
neatening up, proofreading some of the descriptions, and further editing
vidio.

   Nothing I couldn't drop, I saved, closed the vidio suite, and caught
their message.
F&nS:/ RU OL?
BabySitter:/ "Hiya!"
F&nS:/ Hello there,
F&nS:/ We're the ones who's email you responded to.
F&nS:/ Earlier.
BabySitter:/ Yeah.
BabySitter:/ I no.
F&nS:/ He's here with me,
F7nS:/ hi
F&nS:/ sitting in dad's lap
BabySitter:/ "Well, hello there,"
BabySitter:/ got NE pix?
F&nS:/ Yes.
F&nS:/ And a WC] webcam, I brought up the connection on a sidescreen,
with the mouse.  "Yes!" windows.  I networked in <REMOTE ACCESS>
[BabySitter:/ Lemme see.] Busy anyway, not posting, I monitored their
hardware, caught the driver firing up, pic popping it up on their screen.
[F&nS:/ Uh.
F&nS:/ How do I send this to you?] I smiled for my cam, and popped it up
on their desktop.
[Babysitter:/ Hi.] watched them start back, the boy grinning in his lap.
Pushing someteen, still mostly a boy, smiling, looking down to type.
[y o u r

   p r e t t y]I hit enter first.  BabySitter:/ Thenks.  F&nS:/ youre
pretty] On both our screens, the chat window up to the side of the cam on
my sidescreen.  BabySitter:/ Can I see more of you, "sweety?" F&nS:/ Sure.]
I never looked down, just touchtyped, but I would've known it was daddy
even if he didn't crane over his shoulder from the capitalization, and
punctuation.

   He helped son up, naked, hard, like a pinky with a little development.
Uneven, it twisted to my left, under his prickly pubes.  I could count
them, in order of development by lenth if I bothered too, but I was already
saving this.

   [BabySitter:/ Lol, it's so cute!] not really, they saw my laugh, but not
what it was covering.  A little old for me, but.
[BabySitter:/ You want me ta come over, and play?
F&nS:/ Yes.
F&nS:/ Very much.
BabySitter:/ Send me your vidios,] we'll talk cost later.
[BabySitter:/ And I'll make the arraingements.]
I won't go into detail on those, suffice it to say, I had enough money
for a ticket, and even a cab ride for the meet.  An open feild park, just
after school, I scanned it with my monocular before I went in.

   Hey, I'm not stupid, no cop's gonna flash a boy, obviously his
biological child, erect, mastrubating, and sucking him off.  Then again,
everbody's got their number, and there's no such thing as too carefull. 
Anyway,

   "There you are," on a bench, talking, waiting.  He had his arm around
his shoulder, but in a fatherly way, maybe with a little Big Brother thrown
in, but no sign of incest even I could see.  Just looking around, I tucked
the glass away in my purse, and walked across the ground.

   As in play, they saw me right away, but everone did, that's the point. A
summer dress, though school was only out for the weekend, not a stitch on
under it down to the sandals, matching my purse.  They had reasonable vidio
equipment, so I traveled light.

   But didn't walk to them.  The equipment, swarming with kids like cotton
candy on an anthill, my skirt swung low, opaque, and modest enough as I
climbed up the steps, moved gently throught the kids, staring up at me. 
Broad daylight, my hair shone like spun gold, matching the sky blue of my
dress, brass buckles on the bag, and sandal straps.

   I kept my eyes out for the Great Red Dragon, {Blake} and stopped on the
edge, about 6' up, in front of this weird climby thing.  They didn't
specify any femdom, but you can't pay me enough for this without getting
some pleasure out of it for me, and I could be subtle.

   They came around, looking up, and the little one was hard by the time he
clamored up the weird assemblage of red bars.  Not like a ladder, but more
like a screen saver, he got plenty of shots up my dress from there.  Pretty
hot, I stood with my feet spread to the uprights, holding on with my hands,
and felt the slightest cooling updraft.

   "Hehh!" I sighed, picked him up when he got there.  "Hiya son," I patted
his bottom, and kissed his cheek.  Already redfaced, he grinned, but turned
away, down to his dad.

   "Uh," his little arm was between my tits, bent under one, across his
leg. "Hi," almost shivering with nervousness, "Mom."

   "Call me 'Mommy," I whispered in his ear, looking nothing like him.

   "Hhhh," his eye closed on this side, if he was busting nuts yet, I think
he just had one, and I just couldn't feel it.  "Mommy?" Vulnerable, a kid
again, almost a girl, the way I used to say "Daddy."

   I carried him down, panting like a puppy in my arms.  Small for his age,
I was out of breath, and tired before I set him down in the sand.  "Hey
honey," I kissed Dad, come around to meet us.

   Their fantasy, mother/father/son incest, the real mother was "out of
town" for the weekend.

   "Let's get him home," he wrapped his arms around me, hugged me back
while I wispered in his ear.  His hands came down, to my hips, fingertips
barely touching my ass.

   Real close, and nice, I set my bag on a table.  A little large for a
purse, it qualified as a Carryon, so I didn't have to check any baggage.  I
crossed my legs in the car, nobody said nothing, and we all behaved, in
public.

   "Nice place," most of an acre fenced around it, not ideal, but a
basement I'd already seen footage of.  Down the stairs from a door in the
kitchen, under stairs to the top floor, and around.  To a nice den, kinda
dark without the lights on, no windows, a fireplace in back, full bathroom
on the side.

   Already getting comfortable, Dad swiveled his desk chair, and I stepped
out from the little valaise by the door.  Sonny plopped down on the sofa,
large, brown grained leather to match the chair, and never took his eyes
off me.

   Dad was firing up the comp, setting up to record with his little webcam.
Tabletop, I guess I could get some handheld with my phone if I had to. 
Lying back on the couch, the boy had his legs crossed, his hand between
them.

   "How long'll it take?" I asked Dad.

   "Couple more minutes," he lied, Windows was still starting up.  {(c)
Microsoft, please don't sue me.}

   "Oh, son." I turned back, and he was already slowly mastrubating,
looking at my hands.  "Let me help you with that.

   [Tap!] I looked back to see the computer monitor, switched to
fullscreen, my face looking back.  Damn it, I turned away, I'd edit it for
him anyway.

   At the couch, I nelt, touched him.  "You know how much I love you," as
thick as my thumb, and long as my ring finger, little curls, and pricks
around it on his tummy.  "Doncha son?"

   "Yes, mommy." like he said "Yes daddy" in the vidios.  Curling my
fingers around, the skin bunched up around his cute little head, my thumb
around the base.  I loosened my fingers, brushed my nuckles on his almost
hairless balls, then stroked the skin back out with another squeeze.

   A loose curl of a cocky, no foreskin, not really all that attractive,
but too late to back out now.  "Tell me you love me too," I scolded him
gently.

   "I love you too mommy," still not good enough, I let it fall.  Not a
drop between my legs, dry as tissue even in this muggy weather.

   "You can touch me too," his face lit up, and he grabbed my tits with a
grin.

   "Ow!" he crushed them like he never had before, "Not so hard!"

   "Sorry mommy?" that's better, whining it, almost a cry.

   "That's better," with my free hand, I moved one to a nipple, let him
feel it through the fairly coarse cotton, hardening in his fingers.  "Don't
pinch," I warned.

   "Mind if I join you?" dad, above, and behind me.

   "Cum on," double the price, "Dear."

   Turning back, taking his hand, the one that wasn't already stroking
lasily, patiently.

   He rubbed my ass, put a knee between mine.  I moved his hand, felt him,
his son in the other.  Much bigger, of course, but neatly shaved, or waxed,
not even stubble.  Fucking pedophiles, you get used to hairless bodies.

   Starting to ache from twisting back likeat, I kept stroking, both of
them, let Dad slip my skirt up over my ass.  I let him go, "Skoot over
baby," climbed up on the sofa with his son.

   It was starting to feel a little weird, I thought it was the incest, but
I felt wrong like I didn't in a long time.  Dad pulled the dress up over
me, and threw it back.  "Whom!" I jumped at the gently rushing rustle, on
edge.

   No that wasn't it, I didn't care about them, or their relationship. 
"You wanna fuck mommy?" I looked down on him, tried to get back in the
mood.

   He just nodded, "Tell her..." Dad demanded sternly.

   "Uh huh," he blinked back up at me, "I wanna fuck you, Mommy." That
helped a little, kept my skin from crawling from His hands on me.  Not even
looking at my chest, he got up behind me, still rubbing my ass.  Oh, no.

   "Go on," whispered in my ear, I had to switch hands to point him in the
right direction, relax my knees, scoot foreward to slip him between my
lips. Behind me, His adult dick slipped down my ass, spread in His hands.

   Oh fuck no, "We didn't," I turned.  She never let him do this, his wife,
the boy's real mommy.

   "Shut," he hissed in my ear, "Up." Rooting around, he found what he was
looking for, pushed me down on his son's dick.

   "Please don't," I felt like crying, "Nngh!" It hurt, and tears popped
out in my eyes.  Clenched shut, I held my breath, "Kha!" gasped as he
pulled back out of me.  "Stop," I sobbed, "It hurts."

   "Shut up," his had came up between my tits, "Or I won't pay you."

   That's it, that's what it was.  Even before he decided to butfuck me,
rape me, I wasn't feeling like a victim, or a mollester, a child
pornographer.  This was new, now I felt like a whore.

   "Dad?" even sonny was catching on, "I think your really hurting her."

   "Don't you start!" he snarled, sinking in.

   "Aih!" eyes wincing out more tears, "Waaaeeeeiii!" I screamed.  Junior
already fallen out.  The dad lost it, crushed me in his arms, raped me up
the ass as hard as he could.

   "No daddy!" the boy was crying, "Stop it, please stop hurting her!"
Hands up to his face, terror, and horror shewing through his fingers.

   "Gahd!" he wasn't even hard any more, "Help me, make him stop,
ahahhanh!" It hurt so much, tore me inside like I didn't feel since my
first daddy, Bobby, beating, and raping me in the basement room, my room
until I left him.

   "Touch that phone!" dad's arm snapped out to his son, "And I'll make you
kill her!"

   "No," he broke down, phone clattering to the floor, collapsing to his
knees, sobbing.

   "Yeah, bitch," he yanked my hair, made me scream, "Take it you fucking
whore!"

   Connie

   "I'll call you a cab," they just left me, crying in the den, no other
door out.  I heard him yelling upstairs, and carefully went to my bag. 
God, it hurt, I forgot how much, but I had my phone.

   Yeah, He knew I couldn't call the cops.  I mean, fuck, years of footage,
childporn back to the eighties in my collection, the BabySitter stuff,
they'd fucking execute me.

   But he left his computer, still on, the incriminating vidio.  I pulled
out my panties, and the maxipad I'd thought to bring.  Get ahold of
yourself, Connie, you're not a victim.  Don't be sad, get even, then it'll
be all right.

   Sign on, two lines, one for internet, and one for undernet, clever. 
Yeah, motherfucker, BabySitter.sex in favorites.  Stupid, I dEleted that,
logged, on, and downloaded some of my programs.  I'm no hacker, but the
software for BSS came with some nasties I could use.

   I downloaded "[passwords]" Script Kiddie, I guess, from Kiddie Porn
scripts, I set them up to auto sanitize, clear all links, and referances to
BSS while I uploaded the evidence.  Great, I looked good and scared,
looking back at the camera.  He played his part good too, click the Start,
^ Log Off, > Restart.

   "You ready?" dad called down the stairs, "Yer ride's here."

   "Ahuh!" I started crying again, plenty of pain to make it convincing. 
He grabbed the back of my neck at the top of the stairs.

   "THINK of some excuse to tell the cabbie why you're crying," he basicly
threw me down the hall, "You tell anyone the truth, and I'll expose you,
your kiddie porn, your "Babysitter" prostitution, and child molesting."

   "Fuck you," I slammed the door.  Good luck with no links, no childporn
to prove it, not even the file you just made to watch while your butfucking
your son.  "Motherfucker," you got nothing, and before you realise it, I'll
do ever threat you just made to you.

   "What's wrong, honey?" I looked up to the driver, turned back in his
seat.

   "Drive," I snarled, "Or go fuck yourself."

   "Where to?" he tripped the meter, and pulled out.

   "Airport," I got out my phone, saved the NavPoint.  I can't call the
police, but I know someone who can deal with this.  Okay, I just met him a
couple times, but we go way back, and have a lot in common.

   I opened my purse, emptied it, and pulled the false bottom.  "Click!"
stopped the minicassette, wished I had something to watch it with on me.

   "Wei?"

   Connie Foster {W NS}

   The babysitter gig was going nowere.  I had lotsa footage, and good
money comming in for the downloads, but I needed to find a new racket.  I'm
getting to old for it anyway, time to grow up.

   "Foster," is a bit of an allision, for Ellen Foster, I never had that
name before.  Lots of adopted names, though, I won't run through the list.
Time for college, actually, I got good enough grades, and test scores. 
Technicly a dropout, I could probly get "mommy" to set it up through the
home-schooled program, take the actual SAT, and see what that gets me.

   Of course, I want to work with children, but how?  Mom's a teacher, but
learning how to teach, deal with the school system, and all that oversite,
no.  Billy's a PI, working on his case as a kinda specialty.  His Daddy got
arrested, even with my warning, fleeing with his collection.

   Just like my daddy, no way to find out where they got him.  Billy was
with him when he was arrested, testified, he'd know where he is.  I guess I
don't got to be a detective cause I can use Billy.  "Hmm," google [college
courses]

   Damn it, all ads, but narrow it down.  Not medical, it'd take to long,
and I'm already starting late.  [Foster Care] Childcare sucks, I'm kinda
burned out on it, and I'd have to get a house, or something.  Dedicated
lines, no deniable excuse for all that constant traffic.

   What about the sex trade?  Doesn't got to be legal, but I could profit
from them, and try them out, teach them for the buyers.  Not Import/Export,
too much investment.

   [Social Work] just research for now.  Wow, not much school neccisary, I
could knock it out in a year, and celibrate with a drink!  I giggle, that's
the fast track to access, some of them specialize in adoptions, abused
children so they're already broken in, may know what they're doing.

   I can handle the tuition on savings, got enough dues from BSS to get
books, and living expenses.  Already experienced, I should place out of the
prerequisites, and maybe I can through in an associated minor in Computer
Science.  Yeah, now let's find a school.

   Proff {MF CP Play BM: Police - Don't Stand so Close to Me
(Syncronicity)}

   "All right," I checked the clock, "Homework's on the board." I stood my
bag on my chair, and started packing up.

   "Any questions?" one of the students is standing in front of the door,
clicking away on her cellphone.

   "A few," she looked down from the board.  [klik] Regular 12 key with a
few more around the big button in the middle, she had it in both hands,
clicking with her left thumbnail.

   "Shoot," she clicked it shut, electronic eye winking on the lid.

   "This is Electronic Security," she looked around at the tables, and
chairs, ", but there's no computers."

   "The lab's on wednesdays," I shouldered it, and got out my keys,
"Anything else?" she'd said 'a few.'

   (Click)

   "Then why do we still need this classroom?" she followed me around the
building.

   I got out a smoke, "Well technicly we could do the whole thing online,"
(Clink, Zip, Snap!) "but I like the interation of personally teaching in a
class, where you can all see me, and I can use my hands." I let them fall.

   "You're good withem," she giggled, "Can we use the labs for personal
research?"

   "There's the ones in the library," I guessed, comming around toward the
lot.  Now where?

   (Jirp Jirp!) my headlights flashed.

   "What kind of research," personal?

   "Private," she sighed, and I finally looked her over.  No, not like
that, but she looked upset.  Hair pulled back to a waivy blonde tail, blue
eyes, turned down, like her frown.  "Is it a secure connection?"

   "The school's on a T1," blank stare, "It's not as good as a T3, like
state, but it's firewalled, and patrolled by smart programs."

   "Patrolled for what?" she wondered.

   "Uh," I looked up at my cardoor, "Illegal sites, sexual content,
seditious information like, how2make Saren..."

   "So it's monitored?" she didn't like that.  On the other side of my car.

   "Need a ride somewhere?" I opened my door, and so did she when I got in.

   "I got another class," she sat down, "But I got time to talk." She kept
her legs out, and didn't close the door.

   "What's this about?" I wondered.

   "What do you know about Child Pornography?"

   I blinked, "what?" she didn't look like a pedophile.

   She sighed, "Some pictures of me got out, naked, I didn't take them, but
I wasn't eighteen, so I guess I can get them taken care of that way,
right?"

   "Uh," I swallowed, "It's not exactly my field, but." I checked my watch,
"I GTG, you have my E-mail?"

   "Yeah," she got up, and closed her door.

   ConnieYoung@GRCC.EDU

   All right, here's the deal.  I had a sick daddy, he liked to take my
clothes off, and touch me, and took pictures.  He also traded them, for
more pictures, and stuff.  Anyway, they're all over the net, and I need to
get them off.  Here's some links to sites where they're posted.

   <a href> links </a>

   Proffessor {M g CP NS}

[Yello - Celsius (Pocket Universe)]{Ooh, yeah!} Click!

   I closed the msg, and signed out of my mail before disconnecting, moving
to another location, and using a completely different kind of connection.
Using certain security measures to dodge any trace, I brought up the msg
Offline, and transferred it to the address line.

   Unix, partitioned on my Amiga, it also runs Lynx, simultaniously. 
Swiveling to that screen, Undregraund.  Fuck, I never surfed childporn.  I
mean, I concider myself a conniseur of internet Pron, but never thought it
worth the charges just to jerk off, especially when there's midget,
amputee, and zoo porn that's legal.

   It's shocking, to say the least.  I wasn't exactly a sheltered child,
but come on!  You just have to look at it to see it's not gonna fit, but
easilly bypassing their member's only routines, I bring up the
Administration login prompt, and set a random generator to work on the
passcode.

   I switch to the Unix desktop, and bring up connection preferrances. 
Isolating, and scan, the pages will load slower than hell, but I'll get a
prompt when anything tries to load out of cashe, with an instant refresh.
Basicly, it reads without writing it down, committing it to memory unless I
explicitly [OK] it.

   "Blink!" accepted, I turn back to the website.  Thumbnails, in source
code, I don't need to look at them.  Switching back to to e-mail, I pushed
down the stack to the specific page.  Now, I had to go through the images,
a gallery, the first one is her.

   I'm witholding her name out of respect for her privacy.  I'll just say
it was her, standing in grass in a sundress, and much younger.  Blonde
curls, face of a child, but the same nose, and lips.  High round cheeks,
almost parabolic jawline.

   Smiling, I flipped to the next image.  turned around, trees behind her,
and the sun.  It lit up her dress, except the shadow of her legs, and body.
Completely undeveloped, and a little overexposed, but cleaned up by
photoshop, she had her skirt up in the next, standing where she was in the
first, white cotton panties.

   That's enough, I killed the stream, but trojaned on at the admin level,
and cued up the script compiler.  Bringing up my menue of malicious
software;

   [CountZeroInterrupt {1} Crash&Burn {2} NoMoreSecrets {3} Reno {4}
SnowCrash {5}] {(C/Tm) 1=William Gibson, 2=Ian Softley 3="Sneakers",
4=Walter Jon Williams, 5=Neal Stevenson}

   Hit [Crash&Burn], [AcidBurn CerialKiller CrashOverride DaVinci LordNikon
PhantomPhreak ThePlague ZeroCool]

   [CrashOverride] and quickly configure it for DownLoad infection.  The
system won't even compile it, just auto DLs it on priority, piggybacked on
their first file transfer.

   "Mwu ha ha!"

   Connie {F Solo NS}

   [Unlisted #] "Yeah?"

   "You know those sheets you turned in?" no who this is, or anything, he
taught me a lot about how to be descrite on the phone, and net.

   "Yeah," the internet pages that uploaded some of my undernet files.

   "I burned them," don't even try to access them.

   "Great!" I hung up.  [0:23] practicly a burst transmission.  As soon as
I got back to my computer, I hooked it up, and dialed into AOL with a free
disk.  Set to autosignup for me, I had the addresses in favorites.

   {blip} I got my phone back out, a Navpoint.

   My screen flashed, went dark, and I tried the mouse, nothing.  Keyboard,
the power button was still on.  That's weird, took what, about 3 secs? 
"Nice!" the monitor was still on, hooked up, but not getting signal. 
Leaning down, the fan was still running, and the hard drive spun down to a
stop.

   The power button faded, and it shut down.  It took me a while to get it
started up again, because it was whiped, clean.  All zeros down to binary,
blank as if it'd just come from the cleanroom.  "SwoOoo!"

   I got out the tools to open the tower while it cooled, and got out the
backup hard disk.

   Professor {MF}

   I guess I fidgeted in the hotel room.  I didn't get out the netbook,
decided trolling for pron would be counterproductive, and embarassing the
way I had it setup.

   So I just lay back, turned on the TV, and brought up the news.  "Ah
fuck," AOL shut down last night, whiped by a virus eventually traced back
to a number of childporn sites.  "God damn it!" there's a reason why I
don't use such nuke programs, hoped it didn't spread any further.

   I jumped at the knock on the door, three of them, then three fast. 
Just{OS} in Morse's code.  "What'd you doO?!"

   "Uh," I closed, and locked it.  "I just uploaded a little trojan that
doesn't execute on their system, but downloads with every package out, and
automaticly shuts down the vidio output." Meanwhile, it does a low level
format, and defrag before actually shutting down, while they're fucking
around with the monitor cables.

   She giggles, "It works!"

   "What happened?" I sat down, tapped my fingers on the laptop.

   "I burned an old drive, just to check it out." she shrugs.

   "Did you use the AOL disk trick?" she couldn't listen?

   "Yeaaahh?" she looked away, "Look, I..."

   Amateurs, "I got rid of the pictures, and vidio, though," I said.

   "Yeah," she wouldn't look back at me.  All grown up now, she looks good
in the pink tee shirt, tight jeans.  Nice wide hips, and tits curving them
out.  "Thenks." She shifts to her other leg, "Got anything to drink around
here?" pushes past me, "To celibrate?"

   "Uh, yeah," she swung her hips ahead of me, "on your left."

   In the kitchenette, she bent in front of the fridge.  Now I admitt, I
looked at her before, and some of the other students, but don't really
fantasize about them.

   "Thenks," she takes out a lighter, and levers off the cap with her thumb
as a fulcrum.  "Want one?" she takes a sip.

   "Sure," her's foams over, rollings down her nuckles, and she catches it
quick with her mouth.  "Uhh!" I get the opener out of the drawer.

   "Newcastle," she checks the label, "Nice taste." She walks into the
living room, and I take my time opening, and taking a swallow of mine.  I
don't make the mistake of foaming it.

   She's draped on the couch, ancle up on her knee, and holds her bottle
out.  Clink!  now stop acting like a scared nerdy teenager.  "Have a seat."

   I got one next to her, tried not to act nervously.  Easilly the
prettiest girl I got this close to, like this.  "So what's your story?"

   "Huh?" I crossed my legs, "Well I guess it's not that intresting, I was
a bit of a nerd in high school, but I was good with computers, and got into
the whole internet thing, and this gig teaching at the community college."

   "You're not married?" what kinda accent was that?

   "I'm kinda workaholic," I shrug, "I done some online dating, but gave up
on that 'special someone'."

   "Yeah," she giggled, "Girlfreind?"

   "Not really," I look at her, face.  "Look," it's not like I'm not
willing, but, "You're my student, right?"

   "Yeah," she smiled.

   "Well, I can't really afford to have a relationship with a student right
now."

   "Hey," she put her hand on my shoulder, "Who said anything about a
relationship?"

   Connie {MF Cons Age}

   Ok, he's nerdy, and a little out of shape, and not all that attractive.
The thing is, he doesn't have to be.  Most of the men I been with aint, but
he had something none of them did.

   He wasn't a pedophile.  I mean, he had to have seen what he got rid of,
and it didn't turn him on, even with me looking over his shoulder.  I did,
all grown up, on the outside anyway.  He was attracted to that, and it was
kind of exotic.  Normal age appropriate concentual sex.

   Okay, there was the whole professor/student thing going on, but he
wasn't that old, pushing thirty, and I started school late.  Maybe it
turned him on in a way, but that ment nothing.

   "Come on," I got up, and let him lead me to his bedroom.  It's an
apartment, not that nice, don't need much more description.  Neat bedroom,
no clothes lying around, yet.  He turns around, and I kiss him.  His
breath's not to bad.

   Right for the tits, and I can feel his excitement in his hands.  He's
not shaking, or anything, but the way he feels them, and how his breath
catches.  "Hnh!" I sigh, slip his shirt out, and work my way up the
buttons.

   Real smart, intelligent even, he managed to crash the undernet too. 
Years of porn, and contacts, and trades gone.  System after system picked
it up from that original server, hooked to both nets.  I'd start over, get
to a better gig, when I thought of one.

   Right now building the skills, pushing him back to the bed, undoing his
pants.  A little pudge drops in front of it, but what the fuck, he earned
it.  Standing in front of him, he pulls them off.  Too busy with my tits to
bother with the clothes.

   I pose for him, not stopping in camera flashes, but smoothly moving
between them.  Shooting a hip to pull out my shirt, twisting it back to pop
the other one, slipping the fabric up my midriff, ribs, chest.  Front
clasp, holding the cups together, and turning.

   Pointing my leg back, letting the back cup fall, swing toward him. 
Hard, slowly pulling it.  Circumcised, the skin bunching up around the
head. "Pzzz," my zipper slipping down, "Pop"ing the button.

   I let my bra slip off the side, bent over, jeans in my hands.  He likes
my panties, pink to match the shirt, nylon lace trim around the cotton
triangles.  Turning back to him, mouth open, panting, almost drooling.

   Nice, not huge, but I like a cute little dick.  I didn't say that,
figured he'd already have performance angziety.  Hairy, like a grownup.

   I climbed up his lap, helped him slip down his pants, and reached up
between his legs.  Not that hairy, they were long, but too far apart.  Hard
in my hands, mouth, a tasty little drop in the tip.  "Hh!" he hunched, and
I took it deep.  Not even 'cock'ing on it, my nose brushed his pubes, and I
closed my eyes.

   "Glrk!" I pulled a thick rope of spit from my throat, like swallowing,
but backwards.

   "Huh!" he gasped.

   "Smuite!" I smiled up, and licked my lips.  "Got a rubber, or
something?" Too much of a nerd to worry about his sexual history, i just
wasn't ready for a child yet, and still arent sure if I ever would be.

   "Sorry," he lowers his eyes, of course not.

   "Okay," I shrugged, and reached up to my hanging boobs.  I slipped them
up his thighs, wrapped them around it on his belly, and felt it slip wetly
around it.  He just looked down, eyes wide.

   Continuing up, I dragged them over his shirt.  I felt enough of his body
through it to know I didn't have to see it.  Burying his face in them, I
let my hands fall to his shoulders.

   Looking up, he kept playing with my boobs, rubbing my now wet, and hard
niples with his thumbs.  I closed my eyes, relaxed my legs, and settled
onto his dick.  Flat on his belly, I had to scootch a bit to get it between
my lips.

   I slipped foreward, pressed my clit into the little chunk of skin in the
middle of his head.  Circumcised, but bunched up, I lifted to let the skin
snap back.  "Nhn!" it felt good, dry, but I was getting wet enough.  "Shh!"
I popped his mouth shut with my thumb, slipped a couple fingers in his
lips.

   He licked, and sucked them, getting them wet.  "Twisp!" I slipped them
between us, wet my clit, and pushed the skin back from it.

   "Enh!" wet enough, I frotted him, slipping wetly up and down his dick
until the rubbing made my clit feel like it burst.  "Nhahhh!" I let it out,
the prickling pleasure sweep up my belly, warm my tits in his hands.  Not
even comming yet, but still electric zaps from it.

   A wet crackling sound between us nobody has the letters for, faster,
grinding into him, like lightning sizzling up my body, and finally the
burst.

   "AhuhhhHhHH!" I fell, breathless on his soft body.  Still hard, I
gripped him, pulled franticly till I caught my breath enough to suck him
off, feel the wet tastey splatter in my mouth.
